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Chapter 1400

Chapter 1400

"Come out, come out!"

"What the hell! I knew there was a treasure!"

The rainwater flowed down the brim of the hat, and Dou Sprout wiped his face, his eyes shining.

There were hundreds of little toads jumping around at the bottom of the cellar pit, and I accidentally trampled a few to death.

Move the big tank away, and there is indeed something fishy.

There was a small hole hidden under the tank, which looked very deep. Dou Sprout concluded that there must be treasure hidden underneath.

He was bold and reached out to touch it directly. I didn't stop him. I was also curious.

"Is there something?"

"have!"

“I feel like I touched something big!”

Dou Sprout said with half of his body lying on the ground.

After groping for a few seconds, Dou Sprout slowly pulled something out of the hole.

What's this?

You can't tell, it's wrapped very tightly.

The layers of rags were tied up with iron wires. The outermost layer of fabric was oxidized and almost as fragile as paper, breaking into pieces at the slightest touch.

"Is there anything else in the cave?"

"No, it's just this thing. What is this, Fengzi?"

The rain was getting heavier and water had begun to accumulate in the cellar. I was afraid of collapse, so I said I would go up and take a look.

It's strange to say that as soon as we took this thing out, those little toads stopped jumping into the pit. They noticed this detail and immediately frowned.

I ran back with the things in my arms and prepared to open them by candlelight.

"Don't open...!"

The snake girl's mother suddenly spoke, and she grabbed my arm.

The old lady rarely spoke along the way and did not actively communicate with us. Sometimes, we even thought she was mute.

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

The old lady suddenly gasped continuously. She covered her chest and said in a hoarse voice: "This thing gives me a bad feeling!"

The snake girl asked: "Mom, what's the bad feeling? I haven't opened it yet."

The old lady shook her head repeatedly: "I don't know, I can't describe it...! I suddenly felt very scared in my heart! The last time I felt like this was the Quanzhou earthquake in 1994, which destroyed the Snake King Temple.

, my wife died in that earthquake."

"If you insist on opening it, I won't stop it, but my daughter and I can't stay here. We have to go out."

"Daughter, let's go!"

The old lady said a few words and forcibly dragged the snake girl out, leaving us alone to look at each other.

The old lady is a generation of snake girls in Zhanghu Town, Nanping. Seeing her reaction was a bit evil, I asked if she could open her head?

He raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Open."

I put my head aside and opened the thing with a knife.

One floor, two floors, three floors!

The wrapped rags were peeled off layer by layer, and this thing was actually wrapped in more than ten layers of ancient clothes!

What was finally revealed was a small three-legged painted clay jar.

It was as tall as a beer bottle, and one of its three legs was missing.

Most of the paintings painted on the clay jar are still there, and some vague human-shaped outline patterns can be seen, as well as dozens of strange symbols.

In the most conspicuous middle part of the clay pot, there is an animal pattern with its limbs stretched out, which is obviously a toad.

"Boss, what era is this from?"

My intuition tells me that the age of this painted clay jar is much older than the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

Turning his head to the left and looking again, he said uncertainly: "I don't know, it can't be dated. I have never seen a complete painted clay pottery of this kind. It may belong to the same era as the Hongshan Culture, or it may be earlier than the Hongshan Culture."

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