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Good-looking things are annoying to the eyes, but they are not because they are not beautiful enough. To put it bluntly, the visual impact is insufficient. The visual impact of this stunning woman in the sarcophagus is definitely enough. She is uneven and white.

Everyone knows that beauty is good and don't look at anything inappropriate, but Wu Zhongyuan did not look away because there was something strange about this stunning woman, as if something was wrong.

Looking closely, there is more than one thing wrong. The first is that this woman is completely white, even her hair is white.

Furthermore, this woman has no hair on her body, not very small, but completely absent. This is wrong, because as long as a human being has hair, she will have hair.

Also, to describe a woman’s delicate skin, skin is often used as congealed fat. The so-called congealed fat actually refers to solidified lard. This is also an exaggerated metaphor, because human skin cannot reach this level of delicacy, even without chicken skin. There would also be sweat pores. The woman in the sarcophagus didn't even have sweat pores, and her skin was as if it were fake.

In addition, women have no eyebrows and pubic hair. Although women without pubic hair are rare, they do occur occasionally. It would be wrong to have no eyebrows.

After looking at it carefully for a few seconds, Wu Zhongyuan came to the conclusion that although this thing resembled a stunning woman, it was not a real person.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan didn't turn his head and cover his eyes, Wan Shanhong's mood waned, so he stopped teasing him, "Guess what this is?"

Wu Zhongyuan did not rush to answer, but reached out and touched the "woman's" arm and found that it was very elastic and felt like a real person. Then he touched its nails and found that they were not hard and were as elastic as skin. The last thing I saw was the colorless liquid in the sarcophagus. This colorless liquid accumulated three fingers from the bottom of the coffin. It was colorless and odorless. The coffin liquid could not be like this, it should be water.

"Is there a reward for guessing correctly?" Wu Zhongyuan asked with a smile.

Hearing what he said, Wan Shanhong knew that he already had the answer in his heart, "Haha, I have given all my things to you, and there is nothing left to give. If you don't mind that my sister is old and lustful... "Wan Shanhong said this and gave Wu Zhongyuan an exaggerated wink.

Wu Zhongyuan was always teased by her, so he didn't take it seriously, "But Ganoderma lucidum?"

Wan Shanhong nodded, "Have you seen this thing before?"

"I have seen it, but never such a big one." Wu Zhongyuan said. The so-called Ganoderma lucidum is actually Tai Sui, a special creature between plants, animals and fungi. Some people think it is a magical spirit. Food, if you eat it you can live forever. Some people think that it is an ominous thing that will cause disaster.

"This is a burial object. Why do you think the owner carved it?" Wan Shanhong asked with a wicked smile.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't guess or ask. It wasn't that he wasn't interested in this thing, but that he was interested in everything here. There was a story hidden behind every thing here. If he asked all of them, no one would know. Don't even think about going downstairs.

"What is this?" Wu Zhongyuan turned around and pointed at a small black plate. Its shape was somewhat like the tray used for serving dishes at rural wedding banquets, but it was not made of wood. It looked like an inkstone. On top of the black plate stood a little boy scratching his head and scratching his head. Monkey, the monkey's body was originally painted, but over time, the paint was mottled, revealing the base color, which was jet black.

"This is interesting." Wan Shanhong moved over and pulled a vertical ball on the right side of the black plate from top to bottom. There should be a pull rod under the ball, similar to a winding toy. After the ball is moved to the lower end, It began to slowly pick up. At the same time, the monkey on the black plate began to make various humorous actions, squatting and standing, jumping up and down, scratching its ears and cheeks, bowing, and doing somersaults. This is not the most amazing thing. The most amazing thing is that it can also squeak. Call.

"I have had this thing for a long time, and I have been reluctant to take it apart for fear of not being able to restore it." Wan Shanhong loves this monkey doll very much. Although he has seen it many times before, he is still looking at it with great interest this time.

The more complex people are, the more they like simple things, just like many financial giants and entrepreneurs like to watch cartoons.

Seeing that Wan Shanhong was fascinated, Wu Zhongyuan did not interrupt her. In fact, this monkey doll should use the principle of magnets. The magnetism and the internal mechanism work together to make the little monkey make various movements, and the principle of making sounds is also It's not complicated. Every time a monkey makes a cry, it is the sound of two magnets rubbing against each other at the moment it lifts off the ground.

While Wan Shanhong was watching the monkey, Wu Zhongyuan looked around again, and at a glance he found another suspected modern item. It was a very small artifact that looked like a pen.

I walked over and picked it up for a closer look. It was indeed an ink-absorbing writing utensil, but it was not a modern fountain pen, but a brush without a tip. It looked a bit like a Western quill, but the barrel was thicker than a quill. There are many of them, with exquisite moire carvings on them. Ink can be stored in the middle. There are three small balls at the end. Each ball can block the end of the pen barrel to varying degrees. Its direct function is to adjust the ink output when writing. How much.

Just when Wu Zhongyuan was looking at the writing instrument, Wan Shanhong brought a strange utensil not far from the right. At first glance, this thing looked like a modern hand warmer, but it was made of stone and gray in color. It is about twenty centimeters in diameter and has an oblate shape.

"You always go everywhere and have trouble eating. You need this." Wan Shanhong handed over the oblate stone ball.

"What is it?" Wu Zhongyuan took it in confusion. He first suspected that this thing was a dinosaur egg, but the shape was not right. He took a second look and saw that there was a metal buckle on the other side. When he opened the buckle, the stone ball hit him. Divided into two, it is hollow inside, the inner wall is smooth, and the two halves are concave.

"This thing is called a flint cauldron. It heats up when it comes into contact with water. The water inside can be used to cook porridge, and the water poured outside can be used to heat rice." Wan Shanhong explained.

Hearing Wan Shanhong's introduction, Wu Zhongyuan couldn't laugh or cry. What a flint cauldron. This thing is a small military cauldron made of limestone.

"Take it with you. No matter where you go, as long as there is water, you can have hot porridge and rice." Wan Shanhong added.

Wan Shanhong also had good intentions, and Wu Zhongyuan was too embarrassed to attack her, so he could only say, "This thing is indeed magical, but it is a bit big. It will be inconvenient to carry it around."

"The five elements of the internal organs, the spleen and stomach belong to earth, the five emotions govern thoughts, and the five shapes govern flesh." Wan Shanhong stretched out her hand to pinch Wu Zhongyuan's face, "You are so thin, no doubt because of your diet..."

Wu Zhongyuan waved his hand to interrupt Wan Shanhong's words, and took the opportunity to push away Wan Shanhong's hand, "Okay, okay, what you said makes sense, I'll keep it with me."

Wan Shanhong looked around, found a string, threaded the flint cauldron through the buckle, and handed it to Wu Zhongyuan.

Wu Zhongyuan reached out and took it. This thing was a bit big and couldn't fit in the waist bag, so it could only be tied to the waist rope.

Wan Shanhong went to the left again and took a piece of tortoise shell from a stone table. "This is the piece of tortoise shell I told you before. It has a description of the golden slips and mysterious inscriptions on it."

There are two types of tortoise shells, one is the real tortoise shell, and the other is the turtle shell. The one Wan Shanhong is holding belongs to the latter. Wu Zhongyuan is not interested in the turtle shell. "Are there any gods, ghosts, demons or monsters here?" A remnant of Tao?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask was whether there was anything interesting here. Most of the collections here had no practical significance, at least in his opinion, or they had little technological content.

"Yes." Wan Shanhong took back a green sign not far away, "This is the waist badge of the commander of the demon navy navy. There are also several five-way weapons on the first floor."

Wu Zhongyuan took it and took a look. He didn't recognize the words on it. He could only see the material. Although the object was green, it was not a stone, but an unknown green metal.

Wu Zhongyuan returned the waistband, "There are many collections here, and we can't see them all at once. Which one is the most mysterious?"

Wan Shanhong waved to Wu Zhongyuan, turned around and went ahead.

Wu Zhongyuan followed Wan Shanhong to the southwest corner, where there were three boxes. "The most magical ones are undoubtedly these three."

Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head and looked at the three boxes. The three boxes were of different sizes and made of different materials. The largest one was a black iron box, about nine feet long, six feet wide and three feet high. It was not so much an iron box as It is an iron coffin, completely black and without any decorations.

There is also a green-yellow copper box with a rare octagonal shape. The copper box is very badly corroded. The box body is mostly patina, and deep rust pits have appeared in some places. There are patterns on it, and the patterns are relatively abstract. , in the middle is a circular pattern, surrounded by a large number of small straight lines, which is supposed to mean that the sun shines on everything.

The third box is the smallest, with a length, width and height of about two feet each. It is square. This box is also black. The figure on it is of a dragon-like creature. Like a dragon, it has four claws and horns, but its shape is different. It is more ferocious than the dragon, with wide eyes, exuding a murderous aura.

"What's in this?" Wu Zhongyuan looked at Wan Shanhong.

Wan Shanhong did not answer, but reached out and opened the octagonal box. There were eight storage spaces inside the copper box. Each space contained a piece of yellow metal of a different shape. Although the shapes of these eight pieces of metal were different, The same, but very regular without exception, there are different shapes such as square, rectangle, circle, prism, triangle and so on.

"What is this?" Wu Zhongyuan asked in confusion.

"This object is called Bagua Qianyang. The eight hexagrams talismans are placed in eight directions. They can be used to form defenses and protect a ten-mile radius." Wan Shanhong explained.

"Asylum?" Wu Zhongyuan frowned. It was not that he didn't know what asylum meant, but he just didn't understand what Wan Shanhong meant by asylum.

"No living creature is allowed to invade the area covered by Bagua Qianyang." Wan Shanhong said.

Wu Zhongyuan suddenly realized that this thing was similar to the modern protective shield and could protect a fixed target somewhere.

"Is this the only thing that exists?" Wu Zhongyuan asked. Wan Shanhong had previously said that Yanyun Mountain had a way to protect itself, and this was probably what he was referring to.

"There are two sets in total..."

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