Pain, a pain that felt like being torn all over his body, was the only feeling Huang Qiong was feeling while lying on the bed. Especially in his head, the pain felt like his head was being split, almost making him want to slam his head against the wall at any time. Of course, the prerequisite for hitting the wall is if he can move now.
At this moment, he had no strength at all. He wanted to open his mouth to take some painkillers, but found that not only did he have no strength, he could not even make a sound, or even open his mouth. This very unpleasant feeling made him think that he was in hell.
After he almost exhausted some of the strength he had accumulated for a long time, he barely opened his eyes a crack. But he was shocked to find that he was not what he imagined. Not only did he not go to hell, but he was lying on a big bed with carved columns and yellow curtains around it.
Rather than the ancient tomb that he should be in in his memory, where he almost lost his life. It's not a hospital that should be similar to other similar places, filled with the same white atmosphere. The scene in front of him made him feel not as if he had entered hell, but rather as if he had ascended to heaven.
Of course Huang Qiong knew that this was definitely not paradise. As for what heaven is like, no one knows what heaven is like because those who have been there have never come back. Although he didn't know exactly where this place was, he was certain of one thing, at least he was still alive.
But even though he opened his eyes, it still exhausted the little strength he had barely recovered. After finally gathering some strength, he turned his head and took a closer look at the situation in the room. The scene in front of him made him feel overwhelmed and confused.
This house is not big, only about ten square meters at most, but whether it is the furniture placed in the room or the overall layout of the house, it is all decorated with carved railings, pillars and exquisite carvings. Although the furnishings in the house are very simple, there is a hint of elegance and luxury from the inside to the outside, and there is no hint of modern civilization.
Judging from his experience as a graduate of a prestigious university majoring in archeology and working as an underground worker for many years, the furniture and furnishings in this house are full of styles from the late Tang, Five Dynasties and even the Northern Song Dynasty. And the bed he was lying on now, if he read correctly, should be made of rosewood, which has been popular since the Tang Dynasty.
Such a large carved bed is entirely made of rosewood. Not counting the late Tang Dynasty-style bookcase made of huanghuali wood, a wing chair and a bookshelf, this bed alone would cost tens of millions. You can't find such a large piece of rosewood now. Although the spliced one is priceless, it can't be compared with the whole piece of wood.
Seeing this large carved rosewood bed, the pain all over Huang Qiong's body seemed to fly away in an instant. Especially when he saw the Jun kiln porcelain in the late Tang Dynasty style displayed on the bookshelf, it made him want to get up on the spot to see which model it was, if he hadn't been so weak.
As for those pieces of Jun kiln porcelain, are they genuine? Although the candlelight in the room was far less bright than the electric light, he could still tell at a glance that it was definitely not an imitation from later generations. But when he couldn't raise his head, he could only look greedily at the room with his peripheral vision, at the other furniture made of rosewood, as well as the precious Jun porcelain.
Almost all the high-quality utensils in the room were enough to make Huang Qiong's jaw drop. At the same time, when he saw the other two people in the room besides himself. He was even more shocked to find that the only two people in the room were not the two who betrayed him while he was in the rare and complete ancient tomb from the late Tang Dynasty, which was at least the level of a prince.
While looking at the funerary objects, he suddenly killed his assistant behind his back. Not even the angel in white from the hospital or the police aunt, nor even a modern person. Because two women dressed in the style of the Five Dynasties and the early Song Dynasty cannot be connected with modern civilization.
Even if you make a TV series, you can't make it so real. At least no crew was willing to spend money to use real rosewood furniture worth tens of millions as props. The most important thing is that even modern antique style cannot be made so similar. Moreover, the strong classical atmosphere of those two women cannot be expressed by modern people through dressing up.
Even if the makeup and props of modern people are not wrong, the utilitarian temperament of modern people cannot be concealed at all. Seeing these two women, Huang Qiong immediately eliminated the idea that she might be saved by the crew during the filming of the location.
There are magnificent antique furniture in the house, and there are only about 60 pieces of it that exist in the world today. Even the fragments are said to be worth a piece of Jun porcelain. But here it's like no one takes it seriously, it can be seen almost everywhere. Not only vases and other furnishings, but even an ordinary tea bowl are exquisite.
A red sandalwood bed made from a single piece of material is hard to find in the world. It is said that a piece of Jun porcelain is worth a thousand pieces of gold. A replica of it from an official kiln in the early Ming Dynasty was worth 35 million, but here it is treated as if it is worthless. It is suspected to be Song Jun porcelain. There are also those two women who are everything modern people should have, from their dress to their temperament.
Everything in front of him made him have an idea in an instant. According to scientific common sense, this should never become a reality. But now the things displayed in front of him clearly told him that this was impossible, but it was very likely that it would really happen to him, and the conclusion came to his mind involuntarily.
Thinking of this, even though I can't raise my head yet. But after almost using up the last bit of strength he had accumulated, he tried to sit up but failed, but was shocked when he saw his left hand. My left hand is no longer what it was before. I don't know when it turned into the hand of a four or five-year-old boy.
Although when he looked at his left hand, he was only using the corner of his eye. He himself had exhausted his last bit of strength. After proving that impossibility in disguise, it really became possible this time. After shouting in his heart that this was unscientific, he was 30% exhausted and 70% annoyed and passed out again.
When Huang Qiong, who was knocked unconscious again, woke up again as the sky brightened. Although the severe pain in his body has been reduced a lot, the reality before him has once again confirmed that the possibility that he once thought was unreliable has really become a reality. Slow down.
As a tomb robber, he had thought about his future a lot. Those cultural relic dealers who blocked their own way of making money were paid to kill them. After being caught by the police uncle, he gave himself a golden melon seed on his head. When he was robbing a tomb, he was crushed to death by a collapsing ancient tomb, and he even thought about the possibility of being killed by his own accomplices.
Death is not a terrible thing for Huang Qiong, who has been engaged in tomb robbing for many years. When people are wandering around the world, there is no time when their shoes don’t get wet. Modern people only have money and interests in their eyes, and there is no sense of loyalty at all. Not to mention the cultural relic dealers who have been blocked by themselves, there are also many accomplices who secretly take action after seeing the money.
Once the robber's hole was filled up after being killed, the person was left in the stolen ancient tomb, without anyone noticing, and there was no place to look for him. In addition to these rare risks, there are also many police officers who are always concerned about people like themselves. In his own time, he had started long-distance races with his policeman uncle more than once.
The most dangerous time ever was when I was chased by several police dogs. If he hadn't jumped into a river, relying on the good water quality he had developed on the edge of the Liao River in his hometown in later generations, he hid under a clump of water plants. The police who were chasing him, because they didn't know his criminal record, just thought he was an ordinary tomb robber.
You can't catch the criminal by shooting him. If you are injured, you still have to pay for his medical expenses even if you catch him. So during the chase, we only fired warning shots but did not actually shoot him. What's even more fortunate is that the people chasing him are ordinary policemen, not those physically strong armed policemen. This allowed him to escape by chance, otherwise it would have been really dangerous that time.
He knows very well that if he is caught, based on the precious cultural relics he has stolen over the years, it is estimated that even if he does not get a shot in the head, it will be enough for him to spend the rest of his life in prison. It was these years of living on the edge of a knife that made him consider every possible consequence he might encounter.
But the only thing he didn't expect was that the person who betrayed him this time was not only the two brothers he brought out from poverty to have a fortune of millions, but also the woman he once loved deeply. Before he was hit by a shovel on his head and fell into coma, he heard clearly the words from outside the tomb that we have to get rid of him or we have to rush back to Beijing.
That familiar voice, even though he was about to fall into coma, he could still clearly tell who it was. According to his arrangement, the woman who made this sound should be at home in Beijing at this time and should definitely not appear in Mang Mountain. As for why she knew she was there at that time, Huang Qiong was not surprised.
Because the original destination this time was two people traveling as a couple. So it was not a surprise that she knew the exact location of her event. It's just that Huang Qiong didn't expect that the woman whom he once deeply loved and the two of them had already registered, but the wedding had not yet been held, would be so vicious to him.
At this moment, Huang Qiong remembered that two years ago, a foreign cultural relics smuggler she contacted had invested US$100 million and a U.S. green card to acquire the cultural relics she had accumulated over the years, which could be called national treasures. After he refused, the woman's face turned into a look of disappointment and ferociousness.
As well as the ambiguity between this woman and the two brothers, the one who first raised the shovel to attack him, although they were well concealed, occasionally appeared, so he figured out why the two people in the tomb would attack him. Huang Qiong still knows the personalities of the people around him very well.
