The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

And hanging from that branch were many small golden bells.

"I knew that what I saw earlier looked like something glittering gold; it was just the reflection of the bell."

The fat man muttered to himself.

"This bell is definitely not made of gold. Look at the patina that has appeared in the gaps here. That means the material inside the bell is probably brass. The exterior has been gilded to maintain its current luster. From a distance, it does look like a golden tree, but up close it is already rotten and decayed."

Fang Yun said calmly.

Chapter 291 A Familiar Encounter!

The fat man wandered around for a while, feeling extremely frustrated.

I originally thought it was a golden tree, but it turned out to be just a coral tree with a few bells hanging on it.

The fat man spun around and around, finally turning to look at Wu Xie.

"Xiao Wu, can you help me take a look and see if this coral is worth anything?"

The fat man asked dejectedly.

"You'd probably have to buy tons of this coral. You could make a fortune selling it outside, but you only managed to break off two or three pieces, which wouldn't even cover your taxi fare."

Wu Xie said with a smile.

The fat man already distrusted Wu Xie, and then turned to look at Zhang Qi, who nodded in agreement.

The fat man looked sullen.

"Sigh, I thought I could make a fortune on this trip, but it all came to nothing. There wasn't a single valuable item in the tomb. It's really weird. Who built such an imposing tomb, yet didn't put a single 19 burial object inside? I'd believe you if you told me the tomb owner was a miser."

The fat man said, feeling aggrieved.

“Fatty, we can’t say that. Although this coral isn’t worth much, take a closer look at those bells on it. Those bells are all good stuff, priceless. They can make you, Fatty, a fortune.”

Wu Xie chuckled.

"I can't trust you anymore. Look at that wicked grin on your face, who knows what kind of bad ideas you're up to! And let me tell you, those broken bells, I'd sell them for at least a few thousand, maybe eight hundred, maybe a thousand at most. The really good ones wouldn't even be worth two thousand. You tell me what makes these bells valuable. If you can't give me a straight answer today, I'm going to give you a good beating right here."

The fat man looked incredulous.

"With your brain, you're only good for eating. You definitely can't see the true value of this bell. I'm telling you this seriously, I certainly can't estimate the exact value of this bell, but if you convert it to gold, it's at least a 1:1 exchange rate. Look closely at the patterns on the bell. It's from an era even earlier than the Ming Dynasty. Back then, it was considered an antique. Just imagine what its price would be today?"

Wu Xie said without changing his expression.

The fat man was completely taken aback by Wu Xie's words.

They had no idea which of Wu Xie's statements were true and which were false.

Wu Xie watched from the sidelines, feeling secretly pleased, but he didn't say anything.

In fact, Wu Xie couldn't figure out the origin of these bells either.

This bell is considered very rare among antiques; tomb raiders usually deal mostly with porcelain and pottery.

The main reason is that metals can rust, so they must be stored in a special way.

These technologies are naturally not available in Wu Xie's antique shop.

Moreover, this bell is considered one of the more complex metal devices.

This bell contains many extremely small parts. If it can be preserved in perfect condition, its value will increase significantly, making it very precious.

The fat man lowered his head and remained silent, as if pondering Wu Xie's words.

After thinking for a while, the fat man still felt he didn't trust Wu Xie, so he decided to take one off and examine it carefully.

The fat man had just stepped onto the porcelain basin covered with pebbles.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yun kicked him to the ground.

The fat man was screaming in pain.

"You really are a menace. If you want to die, you don't have to do this. Just find a high floor, close your eyes, and jump off."

Fang Yun, without any imposing manner, spoke with anger.

Just as the fat man was about to get up and say something, Zhang Qi grabbed him and pressed him down.

"You idiot, I told you not to touch anything in the ancient tomb. Do you still have any recollection of that kind of leader in your head?"

Zhang Qi looked at Wu Xie.

"I remember when we were about to go to the Lu King's Palace, when we passed the Corpse Cave, Fang Yun seemed to have caught a particularly large corpse beetle. It seemed that there was a bell with the same shape as this hanging on the tail of that corpse beetle."

Wu Xie recalled.

"Then you should remember when Fang Yun asked you all to jump into the water. At that time, I didn't understand what he meant. Later, I realized Fang Yun's good intentions. There was a creature inside the bell. When it crawled, it would push the bell to make a sound. That sound had the effect of bewitching people. This is a memory I only remembered later. Moreover, that thing appeared before the Warring States period. I guess there are very few records of such things on silk paper!"

Zhang Qi said.

"Big brother, big brother, I know I was wrong. Please stop pressing me down. If you keep pressing me like this, I'm going to die. I won't touch you anymore, okay? I was wrong. Please have mercy and let me catch my breath."

The fat man said quickly.

Zhang Qi then released his grip.

“You should have heard the bells while you were underwater, but they weren’t working properly. I estimate that one bell could bewitch at least ten people and kill you without you even knowing what happened. There are at least forty identical bells here. If they were all shaken at the same time, the consequences would be quite severe.”

Fang Yun said calmly.

“There must be other strange things inside that corpse cave. It’s just that we in 630 were too rushed at the time and didn’t check it carefully. That pile of corpses was originally a huge tomb, but we don’t know why it’s related to Wang Zanghai. This is very puzzling.”

Zhang Qi said.

"Gentlemen, are you sure you're not mistaken? That's something from before the Warring States period. How could something from before the Warring States period appear here? This is too much of a coincidence. Unless Wang Zanghai was also a tomb raider, there's no way that things from different eras would appear in the same ancient tomb."

The fat man made a surprising statement.

"According to what you said back then, there isn't really anything wrong with it. We can't completely rule out this possibility. After all, we have no way of verifying what he did in his early years. According to records, he was well-versed in feng shui. If he were to rob tombs, he would definitely be able to do it with ease. However, I remember that Wang Zanghai's background was very illustrious in the records. His ancestors were feng shui masters for several generations, and he was well-off. He probably wouldn't do such a job."

Zhang Qi said without changing his expression.

Zhang Qi was unaware that he had inadvertently insulted everyone present.

However, at this point, everyone's attention was no longer focused on such trivial matters.

He fell into deep thought in the ancient tomb.

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Chapter 292 Wu Xie's Conjecture! Golden Phoebe Wood!

“I think that’s unlikely. If Wang Zanghai was a tomb raider, and this is his own tomb, he would definitely have left some marks here so that future generations would be wary of disturbing his peace. But we’ve been here for so long and have found nothing.”

Wu Xie said.

“I agree with what Wu Xie said on this point. From the moment I entered, I have been observing the structure of the tomb and the layout of the surrounding area. Indeed, there is not a single landmark left behind.”

Fang Yun said calmly.

Zhang Qi nodded in agreement, and Wu Xie saw that both Fang Yun and Zhang Qi had said the same thing.

Wu Xie knew there must be no markings whatsoever.

These two are experts in tomb raiding; even Xiao Lou's two tricks are enough to keep Wu Xie entertained for a lifetime.

"There is another explanation, but I don't know if it's right. Could it be that Wang Zanghai himself liked collecting antiques, and after his death, he took his beloved collection with him to be buried with him?"

Wu Xie quickly replied.

"You're definitely wrong about that. Along the way, where have you seen any antiques? I think it's probably something else entirely."

The fat man coughed twice to clear his throat.

"Actually, besides tomb raiders like us, there's another type of person who has stumbled upon ancient tombs by sheer coincidence. Do you know who these people are?"

The fat man deliberately tried to be mysterious.

"So, according to you, he found these things at the construction site while working on some project."

Wu Xie quickly replied.

"Wang Zanghai was famous far and wide back then. The emperor himself appointed him to build the imperial mausoleum. If you put him in today's terms, wouldn't he be a construction foreman? Back then, he was the biggest construction foreman in the world. The probability of him encountering this kind of thing is quite high. This time, we just need to go back and look through the records to see if he actually went to a certain melon seed temple in Dongguan back then."

The fat man said slowly and deliberately.

Wu Xie found Fatty's words to be reasonable.

Logically speaking, there's nothing wrong with it, and Wu Xie couldn't help but admire the unlucky fat man from the bottom of his heart.

Think about how this fat guy encountered a man-eating tree before, and now he's messing with this damn bell.

Wu Xie really didn't know what kind of ability this fat guy had to survive until now.

Suddenly, an idea began to form in Wu Xie's mind.

Ah Ning may have come to this cave, drawn here just like I have.

Then she touched the coral tree, and all those bells rang at once, which caused Ah Ning to lose her mind.

You should know that just a bell can make them somewhat disoriented underwater.

Moreover, this is in a small, enclosed room.

Humans are inherently very susceptible to suggestion.

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