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Chapter 1994 Seven Treasure Coffin Sheep Intestine Sword

This sarcophagus is a bluff. The clairvoyant eye scanned it and came to a very practical conclusion. This thing is just a large carved brick placed on the solid ground. If the lid of the coffin cannot be opened, is it still called a coffin? It is surrounded by

Going around in circles with a big brick like this is a waste of time.

Xu Qing looked away and said to Tang Guobin, who was still knocking on the side: "Brother, this thing is not worth looking at, so let's find it somewhere else!"

Tang Guobin turned his head and glanced at him, shook his head with a serious face and said: "No, I just like this place. I guess the treasure is hidden here. Let's look for it again." After saying that, he buried his head.

Go ahead and continue knocking around the sarcophagus.

Xu Qing turned around and patted the shoulder of a statue casually. It was quite smooth. He found that the height proportions of these statues were very similar to real people. Looking at the faces, the carvings looked unusually stiff.

There are a total of eighteen statues surrounding the stone platform, which is still an auspicious number. Xu Qing has a strong foundation in jade carving, so his perspective on statues will naturally be different. He can see some things that ordinary people tend to ignore. These statues are carved from

Judging from the craftsmanship point of view, there can only be one word to describe it, rotten. Compared with the skilled carvers of other stone carvings in the temple, the carving techniques used in these stone statues are considered inferior, but he always feels that these eighteen statues are somewhat special.

What is so special about it is hard to tell at the moment...

Tang Guobin knocked on the sarcophagus for a while and felt it was boring. He turned around and glanced at Xu Qing, who was standing beside the statue in a daze. Then he glanced at the surrounding statues and curled his lips and said: "These statues are silly. One or two of them rolled their eyes and looked at the sky. No.

Do you know which mallet made such a bunch of things?"

Tang Guobin muttered something and turned around to leave, then ran to a large incense burner behind the stone platform to knock on it. As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention of listening, and the listener has the intention. Xu Qing heard something different from the elder brother's words, and quickly

He looked at all the statues again. This time, what he saw was not the height of the carvers, but the look in their eyes.

As expected, all the statues were rolling their eyes and looking at the sky as Mr. Tang said. Each statue had one thing in common. The sculptor added a pair of upward-facing half pupils to them, making them look like all the statues.

The statues all rolled their eyes and looked at the sky.

Xu Qing subconsciously looked up at the ceiling. He saw that the ceiling in the hall was carved with various patterns, mainly cloud patterns, supplemented by sun, moon and stars. At first glance, it didn't seem to be anything special, but with perspective

If you carefully scan the ceiling above the statue with your Eyes, you will find that there is a vacuum below the ceiling, and there is a pocket coffin inside.

This discovery made Xu Qing extremely happy. He quickly walked a few steps to the position facing the ceiling. He lightly kicked his feet on the ground and jumped into the air. He raised his hands to grab the ceiling and used the strength of his falling body to pull it up.

Teared off.

The pocket coffin was originally placed horizontally on the ceiling, and Xu Qing held it in his palm. This was not just luck. The moment he took the pocket coffin in his hand, a cold air rushed into his eyes. Now he has two eyeballs.

It was as cold as if it had been soaked in ice water.

Tang Guobin saw the movement on his side and hurried over. He reached out and picked up the pocket coffin, looked over it twice, then opened the coffin lid gently, click! The small coffin lid popped open, and there was nothing inside.

No?

"I'm paralyzed, I thought I found a treasure, but I didn't expect it to be an empty shell!" Tang Guobin rolled his eyes and stuffed the pocket coffin into Xu Qing's arms. He was not interested in this thing, so he still went to find it when he had time.

Something useful is the point.

Xu Qing picked up the small coffin and weighed it. It was heavy and seemed to be made of some kind of metal. He tried to hold it to the tip of his nose, but no cold air flowed into his eyes. This thing looked ordinary, not

There are no carvings and no inscriptions. It is just a scaled-down coffin. It is dark and shiny and looks very much like a modern handicraft.

It is impossible for modern handicrafts to let cool air drift into the eyeballs. Based on this alone, Xu Qing can conclude that this small, unattractive coffin most likely has some unknown purpose. Now that it has been obtained, there is plenty of time to study it slowly.

Tang Guobin was purely following his feeling. He patiently knocked on the statues and furniture, hoping to find a valuable treasure so that his trip would be worthwhile. The Emperor and Heaven pay off, and he was really impressed.

He found a very valuable thing, which was a dagger with a shark skin sheath. The thing was found in the buttocks of a stone goat under its tail. The sword was hidden in the belly of the goat. Zhen Jiale didn't know why.

The boy didn't take it away, giving an advantage to Mr. Tang who came to hunt for treasure.

Naturally, one has to show off a good sword. Tang Guobin trotted to Xu Qing's side. Then he solemnly held the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled it out of its sheath. A dazzling cold light stretched out from the sheath, making his pupils

They were so prickly that they shrank into needle holes, and there was an excited smile on their faces.

The dagger was unsheathed, like a stream of autumn water reflected in the morning light, with a cold light shining in the clear air. There were two small characters in ancient regular script on the position of the sword. Xu Qing recognized it at a glance, "Yangchang". This dagger was called "Yang".

intestinal?

"The Fish Intestine Sword is famous, but what does this Sheep Intestine Sword count? A copycat copy of the trend?" Xu Qing pointed to the small characters on the sword and expressed emotion. It seems that sword making in ancient times was the same as making mobile phones in modern times.

Counterfeit versions of various brands of machines will always emerge in endlessly.

Tang Guobin rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "You know what, sheep intestines are much easier to use than fish intestines. I have read about the uses of sheep intestines in a good book before. I heard that this

Things can be used as traps. In ancient times, if a man had any shortcomings, he would put a piece of sheep intestine on his wife when doing things. This is called intestines avoiding weaknesses. Later, it was changed to using strengths to make up for weaknesses. Do you understand? "

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment, nodded vigorously and said: "I didn't understand before, but now I understand. Brother, it's a pity that you, an erudite and talented person like you, don't teach ancient Chinese."

This guy can tell the origin of an idiom from a sword he got by chance. This knowledge would put even those old professors who have taught classical Chinese for half a lifetime to shame. It really proves that sentence, gangster

It’s not scary, it’s just that the gangsters are educated!

Tang Guobin waved the dagger in his hand twice, stretched out his hand to pull out a hair from his head, put it on the blade of the sword and blew it gently, wow! The hair was broken into two pieces, don't underestimate this gut sword, it is also a sword.

Compared with the small coffin Xu Qing found, he made a lot of money with the sword with short hair. It can only be said that sometimes when luck comes, even the wall can't stop it.

"Good sword, good sword!" The power of the gut sword made Xu Qing couldn't help but praise him a few times. Unexpectedly, Young Master Tang dodges him and curls his lips and says: "Why am I listening to you scolding me in a corner?"

What about me?"


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