C37 (2/2)

”Master Han?” Wang Qian took a few steps forward, and turned around to see Han Feilin staring at the words on the wall, lost in thought.

”Ah?” Oh, I'm sorry. ” Han Feilin reluctantly followed.

Seeing that he was distracted, Wang Qian laughed and asked: ”Master Han is interested in the origins of this tomb?”

”Heh, I'm just a bit curious.”

Wang Qian nodded, and did not ask further. As for the origins of this tomb, they were pretty much the same as Zhou Shen's knowledge of it. It was a royalty figure in the Western Han Dynasty. As for the words and the frescoes on the walls, they described this person's entire life.

Wang Qian did not have a hobby of studying history, he only roughly glanced over it before giving up, he knew that there was nothing that was written on it that he needed.

After walking for about two hundred meters, the passageway finally came to an end. A stone room that was over a hundred square meters long appeared in front of them. There were pots, bowls, bowls, spoons and other utensils in the room, but they were not porcelain. They were simply made from mud and had been dried and cracked for thousands of years.

These things were naturally worthless.

However, this stone chamber was not a tomb. When the flashlight shone on it, one could see that it was not made of dirt or rocks, but was constructed with smallpox. The material was wood, so it had long since been decayed by time. One could only vaguely see the exquisite quality that it should have.

A few pieces of wood fell to the ground after splitting apart. The center of the stone room originally had a circular stone platform. Around the stone platform, a ditch had been dug, but there was no water left in it.

”That's not right, there should be something up there.” Liu Hao walked up the stone platform, slightly annoyed.

Wang Qian explained indifferently: ”This tomb should have been constructed according to the style of the tomb master's residence. This stone room is the same as the front hall of that time, but because there is a difference between strangers and the dead, this stone platform acted as a door. ”

Liu Hao and the rest looked at each other, shook their heads, completely unable to understand each other.

Han Feilin was a little surprised, ”I didn't think that Master Wang would actually know these things.”

”I'm interested in everything, but it's a pity that I'm not adept at all. I only know a little.” Wang Qian casually played with it. He couldn't exactly say that this was all knowledge obtained from the Pure Yang Infinite Technique.

Speaking of Pure Yang Infinite Technique, it was indeed strange. Although it was a cultivation technique, there was everything inside.

Everything from his medical skills to his feng shui, as well as the identification of medicines and minerals, even including some historical and humanistic things, were covered in books. Wang Qian had nothing to do in the past and didn't have any proper work to do, so it was naturally time to take note of all these things.

”Where do those valuable things usually go?” Liu Hao had no interest at all in all this. He only wanted money.

Wang Qian thought about it, inside the stone room, there were three doors that looked exactly the same, and one of them should be the warehouse used to store the offerings.

Just as he was thinking about which path to take, a low growl came from behind one of the doors.

”It's that beast!” Liu Hao and the rest were on alert.

Wang Qian's eyes lit up. The Southeastern Tiger was angry because of him. Then, the place where it was located would definitely be a place with dense Qi. There must be something amiss about being able to fill this dark tomb with such rich vitality …

”If my calculations are correct, the valuable items should be at the end of this road.” Wang Qian pretended to think, and pointed to the door in the middle.

The few of them followed his finger and looked over. Another low roar that sounded like a warning came from behind that door …