With the Golden Cup, Uncle Er has several warehouses, one at the Gen Mountain Gate, one at Xixi, and the other at the Mid-mountain. On the surface, these large ones are all warehouses where Uncle Er does stone business, and there are some low-priced jades, including Kunlun jade, Russian jade, and Qinghai stone. When it was the cheapest back then, they were transported in one truck after another. Now it is worth some money, but the access is not very good, so they have been put there.

In fact, these warehouses have great backgrounds. Stones are just covering up.

Because the warehouses are very large, Uncle Second had piled up his debris inside. I didn't call to ask, because I was afraid that Uncle Second was sensitive, so I went to search for each warehouse and a warehouse.

Everyone at the gate guard knew me. Outside the warehouse in Xixi, I saw a lot of equipment that had not been sorted out. They were all things that my second uncle brought to Pingtan at that time. I knew it was here.

When I walked into the warehouse, it was extremely huge inside. The sky was very dark outside. The fluorescent lights were turned on. Everything inside was wrapped in white non-woven fabric very tightly. It was arranged neatly, large and small, making my scalp numb.

There are ink lines under all the stones. I don’t know whether it is to ward off evil spirits or to make the auxiliary lines that are arranged more neatly.

I walked in the middle of the gaps between rows of non-woven bags and saw the number and some unintelligible annotation documents written on the non-woven fabric. The brushes were written very beautifully, all in thin gold.

Although I have been to these warehouses, I have never paid attention to these thin gold bodies before. Because non-woven fabrics are not suitable for writing brush characters, these characters on the tip of the brush are relatively casual. When I look at the brush strokes carefully, they look a bit like mine, but there are some problems in the details.

In these non-woven bags, some are stones, and a large part are special marks. The ones inside are things hidden here by Uncle Er. There are stories about these things. Many of them are items that cannot be handled by people in the Nine Gates and stored here. Some are unowned bodies, and most of them die in vain. Because no one in this industry is fair, Uncle Er will check it on his behalf. Many people's cause of death is unknown and cannot be found. If they are stored for 11 years, they will be cremated and poured into the river.

So before the people from Jiumen called these warehouses the Eleventh Warehouse.

The Eleventh Warehouse is very huge, looking messy, and has everything from all ages. Before Uncle Er took over the Eleventh Warehouse, the warehouse was in Hunan, so there are some very old things inside, all left by previous generations. The Eleventh Warehouse has its own unique storage and management method, and outsiders cannot find specific things. Uncle Er’s unique aesthetic makes this warehouse, which is actually a storage room, and becomes very ritual and beautiful. Only here can you feel the hugeness and order of the Nine Gates back then.

But there were fewer and fewer things in the eleventh warehouse. I looked at the dust on the non-woven fabric and looked for the woman's leather figurine. After searching for at least three hours, I found the non-woven fabric bag.

The bag has the least dust, and the cloth is the same as other non-woven fabrics, so it is quite obvious.

I cut the wire fixed on it and opened the bag, revealing the woman's leather figurine inside. At that moment, I was so scared that I almost fell out, and crawled back a few steps before stopping.

The face of the woman's leather figurine has become extremely ferocious at some point. It is unlikely that I will be scared by something under the light, but this face is too terrible. The eyebrows and eyes of the whole face are almost distorted, like a smiling face, but the lower part of the face is hideous and like a ghost.

It's not the same expression as what I saw in the tomb before.

It seems that the expression became like this because of shrinkage. But at first glance, my hair was blown up all over my body.
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