117,Tu Shange

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Yang Fan took Xiao Niangpi to an empty room, opened the trolley case, and Yang Fan took out a folding metal detector.

"Hey, this thing is so strange. It's neither gold nor leather, and it's quite strong." Xiao Niangpi said while flicking the detector with her fingers.

Yang Fan bought this thing just for fun. He thought, there must be a lot of antiquities underground in ancient times. Wherever he goes in the future, he can go treasure hunting. It is very exciting to think about it.

After it is fully unfolded, there is a ring at the bottom of this thing with a telescopic pole that people can hold while walking close to the ground.

"Is it done? Is it done?" The little girl was so anxious that she walked around Yang Fan.

This was the first time she had seen such a fun thing. It felt like a child coming across a favorite toy.

"It's almost ready, just install these parts." Yang Fan carefully installed the last few parts.

When you flip the switch on, a red light flashes and makes a buzzing electronic sound.

Yang Fan deliberately passed the detector across Xiao Niangpi's body, and when it swept across Xiao Niangpi's chest, a beeping sound suddenly sounded, which startled Xiao Niangpi.

The little girl raised her pink fist and hit Yang Fan, "I'm going to die. Why are you sweeping so randomly?"

"Let me see if it works. Well, you have metal objects on your body."

Xiao Niangpi took out a small bronze mirror from her collar. The mirror was only one inch in size and had mottled green patina on the surface.

But the area next to the skin has been polished to a golden and shiny color, which shows that Tu Shanyue has been wearing it for many years.

Yang Fan came over curiously, took it from Tu Shanyue's hand and touched it. The bronze mirror still had Tu Shanyue's body temperature. It was warm and his fingers felt very smooth.

The little girl's eyes widened and she almost couldn't help but beat him. This damn pig was so courageous. He took someone's personal belongings and looked like he was fine.

Only then did Yang Fan realize that there seemed to be something wrong with what he was doing. He touched his nose in embarrassment and prepared to put it down.

"You can watch it if you want, I've even touched it," the little girl said with an angry face and a red face.

This was the first time Yang Fan saw an ancient bronze mirror. He held it in his hand and looked at it over and over.

This bronze mirror is very simple. Yang Fan doesn't know what era it is from. It looks very vicissitudes of life. A red rope is passed through the small hole in the handle of the bronze mirror and hung around the neck.

Yang Fan didn't expect that Xiao Niangpi had so many good things on her, but she didn't wear any jewelry. She actually hung an ancient bronze mirror around her neck, and it was such a mini mirror.

The two stood face to face, very close to each other. Yang Fan held the bronze mirror in his hand and observed carefully. He could feel the little girl's breath on his hand, which was itchy.

He suddenly felt that the little girl seemed to have become gentler recently, and was no longer as harsh to him as before.

There seemed to be words on the back of the mirror, but the patina was mottled and couldn't be seen clearly. Yang Fan rubbed it with his fingers and felt that there were four words in a row, a total of four rows of sixteen words.

"What is written here? These words are so strange. I don't recognize any of them." Yang Fan asked strangely.

Xiao Niangpi whispered in a voice like a mosquito: "This is a Tushan song, and the characters on it are bird and insect seals. This mirror is said to have been cast by Dayu. It is passed down from Tushan family."

The little girl's face was flushed, and she was so close. The fragrance of virginity was faint, lingering on the tip of her nose. The little girl's somewhat disordered breath sprayed on Yang Fan's hand holding the ancient mirror, which was warm and a little tingling.

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Yang Fan suddenly had the urge to wrap his hands around her slender waist and hold her in his arms. The little girl's body was also nervous and trembling slightly.

"It's installed and ready to use." Yang Fan tried several times but finally didn't dare to hug her. He put down the bronze mirror and turned around and said.

He took the detector and walked out of the house. Zhang Gaida and others were waiting outside.

The little girl lowered her head and followed him out obediently and ladylikely.

The two of them came out of the room, both looking a little uncomfortable, and their faces were red.

Zhang Mida and others looked at each other, this style of painting is wrong, when did Miss Tushan become so quiet and quiet? Something is wrong, very wrong, everyone is on guard.

They looked at each other, but they both said nothing and looked away.

"Zhang Naida, you carry the basket, you carry the shovel for grinding the table, you carry the pickaxe for Donkey Dan, and everyone else follows." Yang Fan said excitedly.

I used to use my mobile phone to watch videos and watch anchors carrying metal detectors to hunt for treasures in the wild. It was fun.

There were people in Maozi who found a lot of weapons on the battlefields of World War II. There were also people in China who used strong magnets tied to ropes and searched in rivers.

A group of people followed Yang Fan excitedly and started searching the ground. They searched from yard to yard.

An hour later, I searched the front yard and the surrounding courtyards, but found nothing valuable.

"Your bullshit detector, is it working? Why is there nothing? Just find these crappy things." The little girl got a little impatient and kicked Zhang Yida's basket with her feet.

The detectors went off inside, and they dug up iron nails, broken wires, copper fragments, dozens of copper coins, and a small basket of broken copper and iron.

Yang Fan touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed. He had searched all over the front yard. It shouldn't be. Could it be the yard where the Chen family and the gangsters were imprisoned.

But if you think about it, it's impossible. That's the outer courtyard. It's impossible to hide such an important treasure so far away.

"Go and look for it in the garden and backyard." Yang Fan said, "It's impossible not to have it, it must be in the wrong place."

The layout of Chen's mansion is very strange. His garden is in the center. In the front is the main courtyard and the east-west courtyard. In the back is the back garden, and then back is the backyard where the female family members live.

When I came to the back garden, I saw a small lake in the middle. There was an artificial island the size of an acre in the middle. There was a rockery made of Taihu stones on it. There were promenades and pavilions along the shore. There was a brick tower on the rockery.

A small white marble stone bridge connects the island and the shore.

Everyone stood at the bridge and looked at each other. They all felt that there was something wrong with the rockery. It was the most likely place to hide the treasure.

"You guys go in and dig." Xiao Niangpi waved her hand boldly. Zhang Da and others hurriedly swarmed up to the island and started digging randomly. In a short time, the entire island was covered in dust.

Yang Fan frowned, he was not optimistic about the rockery. This was too obvious.

He took the detector on the bridge and started to detect it while crossing the bridge.

"Idiot, there is a lake under the bridge, and you still can't detect it." The little girl was so busy that she was sweating, and there were tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. She was so angry when she saw Yang Fan, an idiot like him, detecting on the bridge.

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Before Xiao Niangpi finished speaking, the detector suddenly started beeping strangely.

Yang Fan and Tu Shanyue both opened their mouths in surprise. Yang Fan was just teasing Tu Shanyue, but he didn't expect it to actually make a noise. The deck of this stone bridge is only one foot thick, and there is water underneath. How could it possibly make a noise?


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