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The more Wan Shanhong kept quiet, the more curious Wu Zhongyuan became, but he already knew Wan Shanhong a little bit, and knew that the more he pressed, the less Wan Shanhong would say anything, so he did the opposite, looked around, and branched out. brought up the topic, "Do you usually live here by yourself?"

"Yes," Wan Shanhong nodded, "No one can set foot here without my permission."

"Do you usually do this alone?" Wu Zhongyuan casually picked up an old gear. This thing is about the size of a palm, made of copper, and has been rusted and turned green. Judging from its shape, it should be some kind of transmission device. part.

"Yes, I not only like to collect all kinds of interesting things, but also like to study them," Wan Shanhong said, pointing to the gear in Wu Zhongyuan's hand, "This wheel was removed from a catapult many years ago. .”

Wu Zhongyuan nodded and put down the gear, then picked up a compass-style bronze instrument.

"This is the Dingbei Needle, but unfortunately it's broken." Wan Shanhong introduced it proactively.

There is a pointer on the bronze vessel, and there should be a magnet inside. Its properties should be somewhat similar to the compasses of later generations. Wu Zhongyuan shook it, and the pointer did not move. It was indeed broken.

Putting down this piece, Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head and looked at a strange piece of armor in the corner. This thing might be armor, but it was more like a crude robot, somewhat similar to the robot in Zuo Ci's grave.

"What is that?" Wu Zhongyuan was curious.

"There were originally a pair of bronze guards guarding the mausoleum, but I couldn't bring out that one." Wan Shanhong said.

"You dig someone's grave?" Wu Zhongyuan was very surprised.

Wan Shanhong chuckled and did not answer.

"Did you dig these things out of other people's graves?" Wu Zhongyuan raised his hands and pointed at them.

"What? I got most of it in exchange." Wan Shanhong said.

"Do you dare to say that this thing was not dug from a grave?" Wu Zhongyuan pointed to a half-decayed guqin. The strings were gone and only half of the body was left. He studied archeology, and the wooden tools were in ruins. He could see the changes in the oxygen environment at a glance.

"I got this from Goat Valley. I don't know where others got it from." Wan Shanhong laughed again.

Wu Zhongyuan casually picked up a long black sword with a rotten handle, "Do you still collect weapons?"

"As long as it's something different, I like it." Wan Shanhong flicked his finger on the sword, and the black sword vibrated and made a clanging sound. It was not an ordinary metal resonance, but a roaring demonstration sound similar to that of a canine. .

The stone tower has a large space, and there are many things on display, some of which are stacked on top of each other. At this time, Wu Zhongyuan was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, putting down his sword and picking up a conch, "What's so special about this conch?"

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan looking at the end of the conch, Wan Shanhong smiled and said, "This is not a horn. If you put it close to your ear, you can hear the sound of the waves."

Wu Zhongyuan tried it, and sure enough, the sound coming from the conch was the sound of sea water rushing onto the beach.

People who study archeology like most ancient artifacts, which are the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients. After putting down the conch, Wu Zhongyuan picked up a bronze pipe. The pipe was somewhat similar to the iron pipes of later generations, with a hook at the end.

"This is a two-baht piece, which can match the weight." Wan Shanhong explained again.

Baht Liang Diaozi is what Wan Shanhong calls it. In fact, this thing is a spring scale with a hook.

Wu Zhongyuan put down the spring scale, walked a few steps forward, and pointed to a small gadget placed on the bronze statue. It was a kitten carved from gray-white jade, lying on its stomach, with its eyes closed and calm, with a leisurely expression.

There was no need for him to ask questions. He just explained whatever Wan Shanhong looked at, "This is the jade raccoon dog. It can make sounds, which is very interesting."

"How to make a sound?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wan Shanhong picked up the little jade cat, put it in his hands and kneaded it.

It didn't take long for the little jade cat to make a feline purr. Although the sound was not loud, it was very real, just like a kitten snoring, which felt very soothing and relaxing.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan's curious expression, Wan Shanhong put the kitten into his hand, "Do you like it? Take it."

Everyone likes good things, but Wu Zhongyuan didn't dare to ask for them. He honestly put them back in their place, then pointed at the bronze statue and asked, "What's so magical about this thing?"

"Put your hand in." Wan Shanhong said.

Wu Zhongyuan put his hand into it, and was surprised to find that the inside of the wine vessel was very warm. The outside temperature was only a dozen degrees at this time, and the temperature inside the wine vessel could reach thirty-five or six degrees. The inside of the wine vessel was not empty, and there was still water inside. Holding a black thing.

"What's in here?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

"A piece of cellar mud from thousands of years ago can turn turbid wine into nectar with just a few cents." Wan Shanhong is proud of himself.

Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand to his nose and smelled it. There was indeed a faint aroma of wine.

"These are rare objects. Why don't you sort them into categories instead of stacking them together randomly?" Wu Zhongyuan asked casually.

"I stored them all in categories. They came here not long ago and I didn't have time to pack them away." Wan Shanhong walked a few steps to the left, took a long wooden box, opened it, took out the contents, and opened it with a wave of his hand. It's a folding fan, "This is for you."

As long as someone hands something to them, everyone will instinctively reach out to take it. Wu Zhongyuan took it casually, "What?"

"This thing is called Hanyu Shaking Wind. It generates cold air by itself. It is used to keep cool in summer. It is very pleasant." Wan Shanhong said.

This was not the first time Wu Zhongyuan came into contact with cold jade. The one he took away from the Yu Clan was the cold jade ice coffin. This folding fan was made of the same material as the cold jade ice coffin. It was cool when you put it in your hands, swing it and fan it, and it would emit a refreshing cool breeze.

"This thing is too valuable, I can't have it." Wu Zhongyuan handed the fan back to Wan Shanhong, saying that the fan belongs to later generations. At this time, the fan is not called a fan, but called a shaking wind.

"Hahaha, this is the most common thing here, take it." Wan Shanhong showed off.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't dare to ask for it, so he stretched out his hand and handed it over again. At a glance, he suddenly found a few words engraved on the fan bones. This was a kind of writing that he didn't recognize. Looking closely, he found that the words on the fan bones were the same as what he had seen from Wu Ao and Liu Jin'e. The words on the obtained scrolls are very similar.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan looking at the words on the fan bone, Wan Shanhong said casually, "What goes out is what goes in."

Hearing Wan Shanhong's words, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly frowned. He frowned not because he didn't know what it meant, but because Wan Shanhong could actually understand such words.

Wan Shanhong didn't know why Wu Zhongyuan frowned, and explained, "Going in and out is the same as going in and out. It describes the calmness and comfort of a person who practices Qi at the ninth level of Tiange."

Wu Zhongyuan was shocked at first, but he was even more shocked after hearing Wan Shanhong's words. Few people knew that Qi training was divided into the ninth level of Tiange and the ninth level of Tiange. He only learned about it after listening to the talk of the old man in black from Xinyue Island. The existence of the ninth level of Tiange, never thought that Wan Shanhong also knew about the ninth level of Tiange.

But after a second thought, it became clear that Wan Shanhong was a collector. She should have come into contact with a lot of things from the prehistoric period, so it was not surprising that she recognized such strange writing.

"Do you recognize this kind of writing?" Wu Zhongyuan confirmed.

Wan Shanhong nodded, "I recognize some of it. This is a kind of writing from the prehistoric period, and few people use it at this time."

Just when Wu Zhongyuan was hesitating to ask her about the words on the scroll, Wan Shanhong squeezed to the northeast corner and took back another thing. This thing was also placed in a box. The box was very small, and the things inside should also be Not big.

Wan Shanhong handed the box to him, "Here, I'll give you this too."

Wu Zhongyuan hadn't returned the fan yet. Seeing Wan Shanhong give him something again, he became more and more frightened, "Thank you for your kindness..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wan Shanhong thrust the box into his hand, "This is a corset buckle. The yellow bead in the middle is polished by yellow coral. Yellow coral is extremely rare and can store spiritual energy. I think It is for internal use, but it cannot store much spiritual energy, and the amount of spiritual energy it stores is only 50% of Taixuan."

"This... this... you can keep it for yourself." Wu Zhongyuan declined.

"Women use belts, no buckles." Wan Shanhong looked around as he spoke, and saw Wu Zhongyuan put the snoring jade cat back in its place, then walked over to pick it up and stuff it into Wu Zhongyuan's In his hand, "Just take it, why are you being polite to me?"

"There's nothing good here. Let's go down." Wan Shanhong took a small wooden basket and handed it to Wu Zhongyuan.

"What?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"I'll serve you something. There must be something you like below. If you like it, I'll give it all to you." Wan Shanhong said casually.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't be like this, I don't know what to do with you."

"It's okay, I feel confident." Wan Shanhong walked to the stairs and activated the mechanism on the wall. The floor split into two parts, and a downward step appeared in front of Wu Zhongyuan.

Wan Shanhong led the way first, and Wu Zhongyuan followed after hesitation. Before entering the underground, he looked up and asked, "Where are the two floors above?"

"This is where I sleep and bathe. Do you want to go up and visit?" Wan Shanhong joked.

Wu Zhongyuan couldn't answer this.

There are hundreds of steps going down. While going down, Wu Zhongyuan said, "I am satisfied that I can see you for a long time. Don't give me any more things."

"I don't give it to everyone." Wan Shanhong said casually.

"I feel guilty for doing this. What on earth do you want to do?" Wu Zhongyuan was worried. The old blind man always criticized him for being generous before, but this time he met someone who was more generous than him.

"Why are you here again? Don't worry, I have no bad intentions for you." Wan Shanhong shook his head helplessly, "I said, if I met you when I was young, I would definitely marry you, but now I When you are old, I will not harm you. You can think about it after you change your position. If you were my age and met the woman you liked very much when you were young, would you marry her? What would you do to her? "

Wu Zhongyuan was speechless and followed silently.

"Okay, the first level is almost here." Wan Shanhong said.

"Why are there several levels?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wan Shanhong nodded, "There are five floors from top to bottom."

"What's on the first floor?"

"weapon……"

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