This is a city with quite strong folk customs.
The old and young men here carry big shovels when they have nothing to do, and shovel a few times in their own courtyards.
Most of the things they shovel out cannot be sold at a good price.
Of course, those truly professional teams look down on their crude and inefficient methods.
They generally prefer more direct methods, such as blasting.
After the familiar explosion sound passed, a group of fat and strong people pretended to take out some tools to test whether the air in front of them was poisonous.
After getting a negative answer, this group of people walked in with confidence.
This mountain tomb looked quite old.
Of course, if this group of people were to answer it, they would definitely not be able to answer it.
Although they claimed to be better than those who carried the burden, they would not be able to answer it.
The old farmer with the hoe is a bit more advanced, but he can’t be considered a cultured person.
And not far away from them, stood a clear figure, it was Chang Li.
Chang Li watched the actions of the group of people casually.
He was not a good law-abiding citizen, so he did not call the police in time.
Of course, this was also related to the fact that he did not have the equipment to call the police.
After all, Mo Changyi once wanted to The rather large mobile phone given to him made him dislike it very much.
He leisurely followed the group of people into the tomb.
The tomb was quite old, so most of the mechanisms were abandoned.
Even if there were still some that could be used, they would not be of much use.
As the group of people walked, they were still laughing happily.
Their wolf eyes were full of the excitement of getting rich.
This kind of laughter was conveyed in the empty tomb passage and the wandering tomb chamber.
Coupled with the wind blowing from nowhere, it makes people feel weird for no reason.
Chang Li's footsteps landed lightly on the ground of the tomb without making any sound.
He looked at the tomb passages on the left and right with a nonchalant look on his face.
There were also some buried dolls in this tomb passage, but these dolls were too bulky, so the group of people did not attack them.
There were also some beautifully painted murals on the walls.
It was probably because the group of people were too excited.
Forgot.
The murals have all faded, but the exquisite lines and superb painting skills can still be seen in some details.
Most of the murals were just swept away, but there was one mural that really interested him.
This mural depicts Wang Sun and Taoist priests playing chess in a boat.
Behind Wang Sun, there are two young women.
Of these two women, one is as graceful and luxurious as a peony, and the other is as graceful and graceful as a begonia.
This painting is familiar to Chang Li, and the people in the painting are also familiar to Chang Li, because the Taoist priest in the painting is himself.
Judging from the freehand style advocated in ancient times, this painting is rare realism, and the characters in the painting are quite realistic.
Can also tell some differences.
This painting depicts a certain life of Chang Li.
He was a world-famous national master, and the person playing chess with him was the next emperor.
The two women behind him were the emperor's queen and concubine. .
It was a very long time ago.
Even if he recalled it from a long-lasting and innocent state, it took him a while to find this memory, although he did feel familiar at the first sight.
In fact, the scene in this painting is not real.
The national master who painted this painting only painted it in accordance with the emperor's instructions.
He did not really see this scene.
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The emperor in the painting is surnamed Chen and is ranked ninth.
When he was still a prince, he had contact with Changli, but Changli had no intention of helping him.
However, in order to make his throne more stable, His Majesty still ordered people to publicize the message that he had been predicted to be the next emperor by the imperial adviser after he ascended the throne.
This message was also believed by many people, and therefore Chen Jiu's status has become much more stable.
After all, Changli's reputation at that time was indeed far from the same.
As the son of a noble concubine, he was able to suppress the legitimate legitimate son, and this rumor really contributed a lot.
Changli also heard this rumor at that time, and he didn't take it seriously.
After all, at that time, he was already in seclusion and did not want to participate in those disputes.
Afterwards, Chen Jiuze kept searching for his whereabouts, but could never find him.
As time went by, he gradually stopped looking, because even if the rumor was proven to be false, it didn't matter.
After that, this past event was lost in time, and not even a single word was recorded in the history books.
Even emperors cannot live forever.
Even if they build an underground palace to pray for immortality, they will inevitably be disturbed.
"Time is ruthless" Chang Li said softly, and these words echoed in this quiet tomb, giving people a sense of time and space.
After admiring the mural for a while, Changli continued to walk forward.
However, after a while, the group of people had gone away, but Changli could still hear their excited voices.
"Brother Dahu, look, gold."
There was a snap, the sound of the palm opening the head: "Gold is nothing, those antiques are valuable, you idiot."
The man who was beaten laughed.
"What's this" "A mirror, the quality is pretty good."
Brother Dahu pretended to take the mirror into his hands.
In fact, he didn't understand this either.
He heard this from an antique dealer.
“How much is that worth?”
"There's always a few thousand dollars, don't worry, just put it away."
Hearing the figure of several thousand yuan, these people's eyes brightened even more, and their methods of searching for burial objects became more diligent.
When Changli arrived at the tomb, the group of people had already opened the coffin lid.
"This time, it's going to go crazy."
Seeing the priceless funerary objects in the coffin, these people's bodies were shaking with excitement, and Da Huzi even grinned twice.
"Old man, don't blame me.
You're a dead man and you don't need these good things.
We can sell them for a lot of money and feed more people.
Old man, you are buried here.
Maybe you are a neighbor to my ancestors eight hundred generations ago.
Since we are all from the same hometown, it is also appropriate to use your things to help people like us."
After he said this, he put his hand into the coffin, and his fingers had already touched the brocade quilt covering the mummy.
But at this moment, the mummy in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes.
The flashlight shone brightly in this dark tomb, giving people a shocking feeling.
The moment the mummy opened its eyes, the big tiger's hand suddenly stopped, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.
Then, he slowly He took his hand back and muttered: "Don't blame me, don't blame me."
After finally standing up straight, he moved his legs back a little bit.
But before he could move a step away, the mummy in the coffin suddenly sat up.
The people surrounding the coffin were so frightened that they screamed and ran out in a hurry, not even wanting the belongings they had collected.
Outside the main tomb, a cunning light flashed in the eyes of the rather idle Chang Li
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