He humbly said to Yang Tian: "Mr. Yang, can you explain it in detail?"
Qiao Nan shouted: "Just explain to me clearly that you are not allowed to slander my things!"
"Qing Diaosi, you must give me an explanation today!"
Yang Tian sneered again.
"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being rude."
"What do you mean? Threaten me?"
Yang Tian ignored him and said lightly: "These things are fake stones, but they are not real stones."
Not a real stone?
What does this mean?
Everyone's expressions changed slightly. They had all checked that this stone was definitely not a handicraft, otherwise they would have known the authenticity long ago.
However, only Long Chong noticed that when Yang Tian said that this was not a real stone, Qiao Nan's face became a little nervous.
"These stones, if my predictions are correct, should be relics."
"What is a relic?"
"bone."
Long Chong was shocked: "What bone?"
Yang Tian smiled slightly: "After a person dies, some naturally weathered bones will become fossils over time. Some people preserve the bones of their ancestors and offer them as relics."
"There is also a part where the deceased cannot afford a cemetery after being cremated, so they can only squeeze the ashes into relics as a souvenir."
At this point, Qiao Nan's face became extremely pale, and he looked at Yang Tian as if he was facing a monster.
Yang Tian continued: "As for those stones, the surface is slightly shiny. It should be that some luminous powder was shaken into the ashes when they were made. They must be the second type of relic."
When Yang Tian was on the battlefield, he had to face dead bodies almost every day.
You can naturally know these at a glance.
In fact, if you have experience, you can easily tell the origin of these stones.
The problem is, none of the people sitting here would study the bones of dead people.
No one has been to the crematorium either.
They have never seen fossilized bones or bones formed from ashes.
Only a god of war like Yang Tian, who kills enemies all year round, can have a deep understanding.
Qiao Nan's legs were weak at this time. He said angrily to Yang Tian: "Smelly Diaosi, don't talk nonsense if you haven't seen it before. This is obviously a gem!"
However, Long Chong is so easy to deceive.
He said coldly: "So, the mysterious mineral vein you mentioned no longer exists?"
"Long, Master Long, don't listen to his nonsense, they all exist!"
"Well, since you don't admit it, I will find a crematorium worker to verify it. If it is true, then you can be cremated."
With a plop, Qiao Nan could no longer maintain his composure and knelt on the ground.
"Master Long, I really didn't know these were human bones. If I knew, how could I dare to send them to your house?"
Yang Tian reminded lightly from the side: "The Long family's mineral veins are blocked, so you can send news of a new mine on the back. This timing is a bit of a coincidence."