Chapter 19 Ancient S Collection Chest There are no gold and silver treasures in the box that Zhao Lingjun imagined, nor are there any golden masks that can be incarnated into salted egg supermen, nor are there super beauties who have been sleeping for thousands of years, waiting for their kisses to wake up.
The first thing that fell into Zhao Lingjun's eyes was a white rope that was not long or less than a meter long, a short golden leather whip, a few vermilion candles, and a square stack, but it still looked so transparent, like a nightgown.
That rope looks similar to the rope in many films that Zhao Lingjun has seen.
And that golden leather whip looks like a special prop at all.
Because the length of the leather whip from end to end, including the handlebar, is less than half a meter.
And the front of the whip is not a delicate and sturdy one, but like a fluttering tassel.
No matter how you look at it, such a whip can't hurt anyone.
And those few vermilion candles directly reminded Zhao Lingjun of a certain piece of wax in sod.
Zhao Lingjun remembered such a picture for no reason.
An obscene man held a lit candle in one hand and a short golden leather whip in the other.
And in front of him, there was a plump woman who was tied up and wore only the clothes that were as thin as cicada's wings.
"I didn't expect that I would risk my life to open a collection box like this."
If he fantasized about such a picture in ordinary times, Zhao Lingjun would definitely not be able to help but feel impulsive, but the gap between the reality in front of him and his imagination made Zhao Lingjun only have the urge to rush to the rooftop and run naked.
After finally controlling himself and not letting himself faint immediately, Zhao Lingjun put down the kitchen knife in his hand without tears.
For a while, Zhao Lingjun really wanted to lift the box, and then threw it out of his window.
But just as he was about to do this, Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt that there should be something under the box.
So Zhao Lingjun took things out one by one.
The first thing Zhao Lingjun took out was the white rope.
As soon as he took out the white rope, Zhao Lingjun couldn't help but say something in his heart.
“gbd。”
Although Zhao Lingjun couldn't tell what material this white rope was made of, now Zhao Lingjun felt more and more that this rope was used by a certain pervert in ancient times.
Because this rope is extremely soft to the hand, Zhao Lingjun feels that even if he uses this rope to tie people up, the person who is tied up will not be too uncomfortable.
So when he thought that the guy who used this rope in ancient times didn't know how to tie up a few beauties with this rope, Zhao Lingjun was extremely depressed.
Because so far, Zhao Lingjun has not had intimate contact with any girls, except for holding girls' hands and playing games in college networking activities.
Usually, Zhao Lingjun doesn't think it's anything, but at this time, when he saw these things appear alive in front of his eyes, Zhao Lingjun was extremely psychologically unbalanced.
It's like someone is holding the girl you've had a crush on for a long time and swaggering past you.
Zhao Lingjun felt that if he looked closely, he would definitely go crazy with jealousy, so Zhao Lingjun didn't look closely, he took out the white rope on the top, the golden short whip and three red candles, and the tulle transparent nightgown-like clothes and threw them on the ground next to the black box.
As soon as these four things were taken out, all the things at the bottom of the box fell into Zhao Lingjun's eyes.
Many people believe that failure is followed by success, and there is hope after disappointment, but sometimes disappointment is followed by greater disappointment.
When Zhao Lingjun saw the things at the bottom of the box, he could be said to be disappointed.
Because in one of Nuoda's boxes, after taking out the four prop-like things, all that was left was an ordinary glass bottle, a pile of bundled bamboo pieces, and a very shabby-looking incense burner.
Zhao Lingjun picked up the glass bottle and looked at it, and found that there were several small blue pills inside.
"Viagra" As soon as Zhao Lingjun saw the contents of this glass bottle, these two words immediately came to mind.
"Could it be that there was viagra in ancient times" When Zhao Lingjun put down this glass bottle, he became more and more convinced that the owner of this box was a pervert in ancient times.
In Zhao Lingjun's mind, the obscene man appeared again.
Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath before dispelling the scene in his mind.
"Then what are these bamboo pieces and incense burners for" After putting down the glass bottle that seemed to contain viagra, Zhao Lingjun opened one of the bundles of bamboo pieces in confusion, only to find that the bamboo pieces were engraved with strange characters like patterns.
"Damn, this must have been a manuscript similar to a girl's heart at that time."
Zhao Lingjun instantly made a judgment on these bamboo pieces.
Then Zhao Lingjun picked up the last thing in this box, a worn-out incense burner.
The heaviness of this incense burner was beyond Zhao Lingjun's imagination.
Zhao Lingjun originally went to get the incense burner with one hand, but Zhao Lingjun didn't mention it.
So Zhao Lingjun threw away the kitchen knife as well, and then lifted the incense burner with both hands.
After picking up the incense burner, Zhao Lingjun found that this thing that seemed to be an incense burner was actually not an incense burner, but a three-legged small square tripod.
Three rising clouds form the three legs of the small square tripod.
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And Xiao Fangding, except for the three feet like floating clouds, the rest of the place is covered with all kinds of strange words.
But there are also strange words on this small square tripod, which are different from the words on the box outside and on the lotus flower.
It looks a little similar to the oracle bone inscription that Zhao Lingjun saw on TV before.
And the heaviness of the hand and the blue-green patina of the Ding barge made Zhao Lingjun feel that this was an antiquity like a fake.
"It seems that this time, I finally found something valuable."
After Zhao Lingjun looked at this tripod for a while, he finally felt a lot more comfortable.
But Zhao Lingjun immediately thought of it: "This guy has the pleasure of manuscripts, tulle transparent pajamas, ropes, leather whips, and candles.
There is also Viagra for strong support.
So what can he use for this tripod?"
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