The Queen of Jingjue asked me to go rob a tomb

Chapter 18 Priceless
As soon as Lu Zihan opened his mouth, the tomb instantly fell silent.

The fat man glanced at the corpse-suppressing talisman, and then slapped his thigh: "Yes, with this corpse-suppressing talisman on it, you are so scared, Hu!"

"This corpse-suppressing talisman is afraid of even little ghosts. Even if there are really big rice dumplings in the coffin, you have to lie down obediently."

Hu Bayi looked at Lu Zihan, and saw that he nodded at himself, so he couldn't say anything more.

But go ahead and relight the candles.

This time, the candle was not extinguished and the light was normal.

The fat man grinned, "Look, old Hu, I said it's okay. Maybe the candle went out just now because the mountain wind outside the tomb blows it out. Don't scare yourself every day."

Hu Bayi was confused, thinking that the candle went out just now, was it really an accident?

Or maybe his sixteen-character yin-yang feng shui secret technique doesn't work at all!
What happened in the end, Hu Bayi has no idea!
Although he knew a little about Feng Shui, this was the first time a real big girl got on a bridal sedan chair.

"Go, fat man!"

"okay!"

When Lu Zihan spoke, the fat man was full of energy.

Insert the engineering shovel into the gap in the coffin board, and then forcefully pry it.

But I didn't expect that the coffin was nailed too firmly, and my face was flushed from holding back, but I didn't pry it at all.

"Hey, this coffin is really well nailed!"

"Don't just watch, both of you, hold hands together!"

"Old Lu, continue!"

Hu Bayi took out two engineering shovels from his bag and threw them to Lu Zihan.

Lu Zihan reached out to take the engineer shovel, and then signaled the three to separate, each standing at a corner of the coffin.

The three of them worked together, and the coffin made a "creaking" sound, and finally opened a narrow gap.

Afterwards, the three changed positions several times before prying up the coffin nails one by one.

The fat man complained, "This broken coffin has been here for hundreds of years, why is it so damn strong!"

Lu Zihan smiled, "The ancients were the most particular about coffin burials. The richer the family, the better the coffin used after death. One is to prevent the corpse from rotting, and the other is to prevent insects.

If it is ordinary wood, it will be eaten by insects and ants in a short time. No tomb owner would want his body to be eaten by insects after death, so the ancients had strict requirements on the wood of the coffin.

I heard that many aristocrats especially love linden mahogany and thousand-year-old cypress. It is said that the thicker the heart of the tree, the more valuable it is. "

Hu Ba nodded, "That's right, the ancient tombs do have this saying, and there is also a kind of top-quality coffin recorded in my half-book of sixteen-character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Art, which is called gloomy wood."

"It is said that it takes at least several thousand years for a gloomy tree to grow to become useful, and then to be buried in the ground. This kind of superb product is rare, and only the royal family can enjoy it..."

crunch~
While everyone was talking, the last coffin nail was also pried up.

Pushing the coffin board away, a tall male corpse appeared in front of everyone.

There was a black mask on the face of the corpse, making it impossible to see clearly.

However, the moisture in the limbs and torso had evaporated, leaving only the maroon-purple dry skin covering the skeleton.

Hu Bayi sighed, "After nearly a thousand years, the body can still be preserved so completely, thanks to the coffin made of basswood."

In addition, the corpse wore a crown facing the sky, a red gold silk embroidered robe with blue borders, and cloud-walking boots.

Just from this attire, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary person.

Based on the descriptions on the murals and the funerary objects in the ear room, it can be inferred that he should be a general during his lifetime.

At least he is also a millionaire!

Fatty didn't care whether he was a general or a monkey, he couldn't help but stretched his hand into the coffin long ago.

Seeing this, Hu Bayi quickly reprimanded, "Fatty man, be gentle with your mother, don't damage the body."

"Hu Bayi, when did you become such a mother-in-law? If you don't dare to do it, let the fat man do it yourself, and you can just wait and count the money."

"Fuck you, uncle, who said I dare not!"

After finishing speaking, Hu Bayi turned over in the coffin together with the fat man.

"Old Hu, do you see if this is gold?"

"I look like copper!"

"Old Hu, look at these porcelains again, are they Song porcelains?"

"I think it's Tao's!"

"No, old Hu, do you really understand, motherfucker?"

Hu Bayi ignored the fat man, but took out two jade biscuits from the coffin, emerald green in color, carved into the shape of two moths that looked like butterflies but were not butterflies.

"Old Lu, do you think this is worth money?"

Lu Zihan glanced at it and said with a smile, "This is a moth-body chi-patterned wall!"

"Is there anything to say?"

"Of course there are!" Lu Zihan explained, "The shape of this moth body and chi pattern resembles a moth. It was a symbol of a warrior in ancient times, so it is usually seen in the tombs of some generals or warriors."

"Look, the pattern on it is called 'Chi pattern', it looks like a lion's head and a tiger's body, but it's neither.

This is Chi!
Chi is a kind of dragon.

This kind of dragon has no horns on its head. The ancients believed that engraving chi on the utensils could play a role in warding off evil spirits. "

"Old Lu, you said this is a moth and a chi-pattern, isn't that old and valuable?"

This is what the fat man cares about most.

"The value of this moth-body chi-pattern wall probably comes from its historical value and appreciation value. As far as the material itself is not precious, the market value is only yuan!"

"Thirty thousand?!"

When the fat man heard this, he immediately lost interest.

Hu Bayi also smacked his lips, looking dull.

Seeing the unlucky appearance of the two, Lu Zihan laughed angrily.

You must know that in the original book, these two people are very close to the baby with the moth body and chi pattern!

Not to mention , even selling is enough for them to be happy for half a month.

It's good now, 3 yuan is not worth it!
But think about it, after all, the fat man is carrying a Song porcelain worth 200 million in his bag.

"Okay, let's open your eyes again today! Did you see the mask on that guy's face?"

"Why, old Lu, this thing is very valuable?"

Lu Zihan stretched out five fingers, "This number!"

The fat man was startled, "500 million?!"

But Lu Zihan shook his head.

The fat man swallowed, "5000 million?"

Lu Zihan still shook his head.

"My God, it can't be five..."

In the unit behind, the fat man opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Not to mention the fat man, even Hu Bayi opened his mouth wide.

Unbelievable.

"Old Lu, just tell me, how much is this mask worth?"

Lu Zihan smiled slightly, "Priceless!"

???

The two were dumbfounded.

"Old Lu, what is priceless?"

Lu Zihan thought for a while and said, "Let me tell you this, the Khitan people have a special burial custom of "using gold and silver as masks, and copper silk to tie their brothers and feet" after death.

One theory is that this method can prevent the corpse from decomposing. Another theory is that the person who can use a mask to cover the corpse in the Khitan tribe is the most respected shaman in the tribe.

In short, it is a unique custom of the Khitan people to wear a golden mask for burial. "

The fat man was at a loss after hearing this!
But Hu Bayi suddenly widened his eyes.

He understands!

What Lu Zihan meant was that it is not uncommon for an ancient Khitan corpse to be buried wearing a mask, but this is probably the only one in the world that is buried with a mask.

Where there is a market, there will be a price!
Without a city, nature is priceless!

Priceless means unique and cannot be priced at all.

If you really want to sell, only the seller has the final say on the price.

This is definitely a rare treasure! !
After Hu Bayi's explanation, no matter how stupid the fat man was, he could understand it.

"Damn it, post it, old Hu Lao Lu, let's really post it this time!"

"Fatty, we're a group of four, we can't miss Yingzi's share!"

"Yes, yes, Yingzi is absolutely indispensable..."

suddenly,

The air freezes.

In the dark tomb, the three of Lu Zihan looked at each other.

"Where's Yingzi?"

(End of this chapter)