Live treasure appraisal: Netizens asked me how to open the bronze door

Chapter 105 Li Chunfeng was punished by God and his hand was cut off!
"What the hell???"

"manpower?"

"Why is there a hand sticking out of the box?"

"what the hell!!!"

The barrage was full of horrified words!
"Gulu!"

Zhang Xuan was also shocked by this scene. He covered his face and said softly, "Look behind you."

Song Linglong: "What?"

Seeing Zhang Xuan's expression, she immediately realized something was wrong and slowly turned her head.

The flashlight's circle of light illuminates the treasure chest.

I saw that the treasure chest had been completely opened at some point.

A scaly human hand suddenly appeared in the box.

Song Linglong felt the hairs on her body stand on end, and a chill rushed from her tailbone to the top of her head. She opened her eyes wide, and her black crystal-like pupils slowly expanded!

“Isn’t this a human hand?”

Fatty Han's trembling voice came.

The few people were startled again, and saw Fatty Han pointing at the scales on his hand: "How can fish scales grow on human hands?"

Seeing that no one said anything, he said to Jinlian, "Wife, go and see what's going on!"

Jinlian's face changed drastically, and her expression of fear instantly turned into a look of rage: "I'm looking at your mother!"

"What do you take me for?"

She raised her hand to hit him, but the ghost boy took a step forward with a puzzled look on his face.

The tense nerves of several people suddenly skipped a beat!
"What are you going to do?"

Song Linglong looked shocked.

But the ghost boy didn't say anything, just shook his head, walked to the hand and stopped, then took a look into the box.

He suddenly leaned forward.

Reach out and grab the scaly strange hand!

"Oh my God!"

"This child looks listless. Why is he so reckless?"

"Can I touch your hand?"

Fatty Han's face was filled with fear, and he leaned sideways as if he was ready to run away at any time!

Song Linglong felt like her heart was about to beat out of her throat, and she looked at the ghost child with uneasiness in her dark eyes.

"what?"

"There seems to be a sound?"

Zhang Xuan's voice suddenly sounded.

Song Linglong looked at Zhang Xuan in surprise, only to see Zhang Xuan tapping his head with his fingers: "Hmm"

“It sounds a bit like a musical instrument!”

"Xun?"

"Yes, it's the Xun!"

Zhang Xuan seemed to be talking to himself, which made Song Linglong look confused.

At this moment, the ghost boy also stood up, and he was seen holding a black oval object in his hand.

"Give!"

After looking at it for a while, the ghost boy suddenly turned to look at Song Linglong and handed the thing to her.

But before Song Linglong could react, she saw Jinlian rushing up.

He grabbed the thing.

After flipping through it for a while, he exclaimed in surprise: "It's so light!"

“Why are there so many holes?”

"Isn't it made of gold?"

Song Linglong took a look at what Jinlian was holding, and her heart skipped a beat: "It's really a xiao!"

She stepped forward quickly, and with a dangerous look on her face, she stretched out her hand towards Jinlian: "Give it back to me!"

Jinlian glanced at her disdainfully and asked, "Return it to you?"

"Did you write your name on it, or did you call it and it responded?"

Song Linglong's face froze and she touched her waist. The man next to her seemed to have noticed it and quietly stepped forward to block Jinlian behind him.

Zhang Xuan in the camera seemed to notice that something was wrong with Song Linglong's mood.

It's just a xun, why fight over it like this?

He blinked, and suddenly remembered the contents of the Yin-Yang seal on the coffin, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"what?"

"No way!"

After hearing Zhang Xuan's voice, the two stopped the stalemate.

"There might really be a name on it."

Zhang Xuan's strange voice came.

Song Linglong frowned, seeming surprised.

Jinlian also picked up the xiao with a puzzled look on her face, and looked at it again. Sure enough, there was a row of real eyes on the side.

"what?"

“It seems to be true!”

Fatty Han also looked over curiously, and his expression turned strange.

Zhang Xuan's voice came again: "It seems that I guessed right."

"Is that Li or Song on it?"

Song Linglong's heart skipped a beat again.

Jinlian and Fatty Han also looked surprised. After whispering a few words, they returned the xiao to Song Linglong.

Song Linglong took it bewilderedly, only to see a word "Song" carved with a needle on the side of the clay xiao!
The handwriting was beautiful and delicate, revealing a hint of tenderness. Her pupils trembled, and she thought to herself, "It's exactly the same as grandma's!"

Zhang Xuan's voice came faintly: "Hehe."

"Looks like it's Song!"

"Girl, the stuff is coming back, can you let me see that hand?"

Hearing Zhang Xuan's voice, Song Linglong suddenly came back to her senses.

Then he looked at the box blankly.

As she walked a little closer, she could see clearly what was in the box. Just one glance made her tremble all over!
"Girl, don't just look at yourself!"

"Point your phone!"

Zhang Xuan's dissatisfied voice came.

Song Linglong then hurriedly raised her cell phone.

Zhang Xuan in the live broadcast room stopped teasing and stared at the camera with serious eyes.

The audience also watched with anticipation and even forgot to post comments.

I saw that the half-scaly monster hand was wearing a half-patched plain cloth sleeve.

Dark red scars soaked the plain cloth.

"Sigh~"

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but take a breath, his eyes full of shock.

"This is."

“Whose arm?”

Another woman's confused and shocked voice came from the other side.

But no one answered her.

This scene also seemed to be beyond the expectations of the audience in the live broadcast room.

The plain patched sleeves on the strange scaly hands, there must be a story behind it no matter how you look at it!

Zhang Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked in a lost voice: "Why did you leave this thing behind?"

After a moment, he raised his voice a little: "Is that the Xun in this hand?"

The other side hesitated for a moment, but after a moment, a white hand put the xun back into the palm of the strange hand.

The half-open palm of the strange hand just happened to hold the xiao.

"what?"

"This monster really likes music?"

"Ah~"

“Haha~”

"Why aren't you smiling?"

An awkward voice came from a middle-aged man.

“Oh my god~”

Zhang Xuan closed his eyes, his face full of shock.

His appearance not only confused the audience in the live broadcast room, but even Song Linglong on the opposite side couldn't help but ask: "Brother Xuan, how could the manpower become like this?"

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes, but did not answer directly. Instead, he took a deep breath, sat up straight, stared at the camera and said seriously, "Haven't you always wanted to know what the Yin-Yang seal on the coffin says?"

Delicate little cutie: "Yeah."

Zhang Xuan nodded: "Okay, then I'll translate it for you now!"

"Listen clearly!"

"The Taoist assisted the King of Tang, watched the heavenly calamity, and avoided the national disaster. He is worthy of the people of the dynasty!"

"Even if I am punished by heaven, what does it matter?"

"Looking back, I realized my first wife!"

"Alas, what regrets!"

"Don't think, don't miss, don't search!"

He paused, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "The severed hand belongs to Li Chunfeng!"

He's done!
The barrage was suddenly filled with question marks!

There was also a sound of people sucking in a breath of cold air coming from the other side.

"Li Chunfeng's hand?"

"is this real"

The camera shook slightly.

Song Linglong's voice was full of shock and confusion.

Zhang Xuan nodded: "That's right!"

"This is Li Chunfeng's epitaph."

"Daozhi is Li Chunfeng's name!"

"Translated into plain language, I, Li Chunfeng, assisted Emperor Tang Li Shimin and worked in the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, predicting the fate of the Tang Dynasty. I used my stargazing method to help the Tang Dynasty avoid the disaster of the dynasty's collapse."

"I have a clear conscience towards the people. I have no fear even if God punishes me!"

"But after I had done all these things, at the end of my life, I realized that the person I felt most guilty about was actually my first wife!"

"It's too late to regret!"

"Don't miss me, and don't look for me anymore!"

"The scales on this arm should be the divine punishment he mentioned."

Listening to Zhang Xuan's voice mixed with regret, Song Linglong's eyes couldn't help but tremble.

The arm covered with strange scales in front of me seemed not so scary anymore.
Fatty Han, Jinlian and Heipi all knew Song Linglong's identity. When they saw her appearance at this moment, they looked helpless.

“Although this poem is an epitaph, it now seems to have another purpose!”

Zhang Xuan's voice sounded again.

(End of this chapter)