Through another space from the tomb passage, the place where Uncle Wen took us was an empty tomb chamber, which was not considered a tomb chamber. It can only be said that when the tomb was built, it was dug out for the craftsmen to rest. It looked like forty or fifty square meters. Half of it was dug up a raised stone platform, covered with grain and grass. Even though it took a thousand years, you can still experience the harsh living environment here.

Uncle Wen lit an oil lamp in one corner, and then sat on the stone platform without any scruples.

"This is where I found my place before. It's very quiet. You can take a breath here."

Uncle Wen said.

As soon as we sat down, Qian Qian immediately started asking Uncle Wen.

"Uncle Wen, what's going on when you said we were cheated?"

Qian Qian said in confusion.

"Miss, do you still remember the Warring States silk book?"

"The Warring States silk book? The one given by the whistleblower?"

"Well, that's the book!"

Uncle Wen said, put down his backpack at the same time, then opened it, took out an old silk book from the bag, and spread it on the stone platform.

I took a look with the light and found that the words inside were from the Warring States Period, but the material of the silk book was a little problem, and I felt that it was not like it was from the Warring States Period.

"This material and texture, plus the manufacturing process is not from the Warring States Period."

I spoke solemnly.

"What do you say about this guy?"

Qian Qian and Uncle Wen turned their eyes to me at the same time, and Uncle Wen asked.

"During the Warring States Period, important silk books were generally made by hand and mostly made of silk. However, this material, in terms of style, was impure in its material."

Silk is protein and should have bright color. Even if it is preserved for thousands of years, it will not fade too much. However, because the protein is prone to deterioration, the silk book produced is often black and moldy. The silk book that Uncle Wen took out is not a dim color, and the hook and seal are obviously not artificial craftsmanship. Moreover, Uncle Wen's preservation of it is not standard at all. According to the principle, if it was from the Warring States Period, there should be traces of oxidation, and the color becomes dark or dark.

There is no thousand-year-old thing. After taking it out and touching the air, there is no change at all, as if it has just come out of the field.

"What a pure method?"

Uncle Wen couldn't help asking curiously after hearing what I said. Qian Qian also looked expectant. It was not until later that I realized that although Qian Qian was engaged in archaeology, he was specializing in jade in identifying cultural relics and had only a little understanding of cloth and other cultural relics.

"How different, let's take some and burn it."

I smiled, pulled a few silk threads out from the edge of the silk book, and then placed them one by one on the fire. The first and second ones had the smell of burning feathers, which was the unique taste of protein burning, but the third one did not.

"What's going on?"

Qian Qian seemed to see Duan Rui and asked quickly.

"This is cotton. In order to cover up the luster of silk, this silk book was added to cotton when it was made and then crossed inside. After it was made, the luster would become secretly, reaching the appearance of the initial oxidation of silk."

"But the manufacturer obviously didn't care. When he made a silk book, in order to save trouble, he did not use manual manufacturing, but machine manufacturing. Due to the strength and tightness of the silk thread, the artificial fabrics were relatively loose in structure. When you look at this silk book, the texture was hard, and there was no mold or dark seal between the gaps of the silk book, so this silk book was fake."

I said slowly, and when I saw the two of them listening seriously, I couldn't help but feel proud in my heart, and I secretly said that reading thousands of books will be useful for it.

"Awesome, I didn't expect that I had such a detailed view of the antiquities. I really admire it!"

Uncle Wen exclaimed that he must be a martial artist, so he was somewhat confused about the earth. This is to be shown off in front of the old master.

Cancan smiled, and I shook my head and signaled that this was nothing.

"Uncle Wen, since the silk book is fake? Then those tomb robbers?"

"They are in the same group as the person who reported it, and the purpose is to use your and me to get the opportunity to enter this Dragon King's tomb."

When Uncle Wen talked about this, he was so angry that his teeth were loud. What the martial man hated the most was his scheming. You could come straight, and he was not afraid of you. However, if you attacked secretly, in their eyes, you would be a weak husband.

"Damn it, I must ask Uncle Li to deal with them after I go back."

Qian Qian said in a cold tone.

"Miss, don't worry, this Dragon King's tomb is extremely dangerous, and we may not be able to go out. Although they are professional local masters and mountain passers-by, they have not been able to get good fruits along the way. The corpse that was created in the tomb before is still swinging in the tomb."

"ah…………"

After hearing Uncle Wen's words, I screamed in shock. Uncle Wen and Qian Qian shivered and looked at me together.

"Don't be surprised"

Qian Qian's dissatisfied Tao.

"Uncle Wen, did you just say that thing is still wandering in the tomb?"

I asked sternly.

"Yes, I met him before, but I secretly hid it."

Uncle Wen smiled and said. He could laugh, but I couldn't laugh because I knew that ghost was so powerful that I just woke up now and was still in a daze. Once the beast woke up completely, anyone who met him would die.

"Do you still know its specific direction?"

"Direction? Maybe I'm going to the north."

Uncle Wen thought for a while.

"North, let's pack up and leave quickly and go to the side of the sigh wall. By the way, what are you looking for in the tomb?"

They said they came to the tomb to find something, but they didn't say anything.

"A piece of jade, we got a cultural relics from the tomb of the Western Han Dynasty. We found them all the way based on the clues, and finally found the clues in this silk book!"

Qian Qiandao, after hearing this, I picked up the silk book and read the text on the silk book. According to the records of the silk book, this tomb of the Warring States Period was the tomb of the last emperor of the Chu State, Emperor Yi. After the destruction of Chu, Emperor Yi was buried here. However, I cannot be sure whether it is true, because the silk book is fake, and whether the text on it is true remains to be verified!

"If it's convenient, can you tell me which cultural relics you got belonged to the Western Han Dynasty?"

"When my sister gave it to us, she said it was from the tomb of King Guangchuan, the Western Han Dynasty."

“…………………King of Guangchuan, the Western Han Dynasty!”

Xiao Shiyi and I looked shocked and opened our mouths wide, "Sister? What sister gave it to you?"

"that is………"

"Miss"

What Qian Qian was going to say was stopped by Uncle Wen. Then he clasped his fists and said to me.

"Brother, the sister Qianqian's mouth is too much to do, we cannot disclose it casually, I hope you understand.

"Ao, it's okay, I'm just curious to ask."

I quickly called it, but I was secretly thinking in my heart that in the tomb of King Guangchuan, except for the things they took out before, the old man asked each of them to choose an item.

I try to recall that in the tomb of King Guangchuan, there were only girls in the tomb of Yao Mei, Yao Yue, Gui Ji, Li Li and one of the Gui Ji who had never spoken. Who did they choose a cultural relic that needed a key to open?

I couldn't remember it even though I thought so much. I had no choice but to shake my head and secretly remember it in my heart, and wait until I had the opportunity to explore.

"Uncle Wen, how true do you think this silk book is?"

I spoke to Uncle Wen.

"I am a martial artist, how can I know these things?"

"Then how did you know it's fake?"

Uncle Wen’s words are contradictory. Since he cannot tell the silk book, how did he know that the silk book is fake?

"After the lady and I dispersed, I felt something was wrong, so I followed those guys while looking for the lady. I heard them say that after those guys entered the tomb, they deliberately touched the coffin in order to leave us alone, but unexpectedly they provoked that ghost."

Uncle Wen sighed, after hearing this, I roughly understood the beginning and end. As for the authenticity of the silk book, I think only by finding that group of people will I know.

"Let's take a break and try to find the exit. Of course, you can know whether the silk book is true or not. I just want to find the guys who are with you, and you will know."

I said, originally planned to leave immediately, but when I moved, my body was really unable to do my best, so I had to calm down and try my best to restore my physical strength.

Uncle Wen and Qian Qian nodded. Uncle Wen took some food for us and ate some. I was unwilling to eat. After drinking a few sips of water, I closed my eyes and recovered from my injuries.

Qian Qian was also very tired, leaning against Uncle Wen and fell asleep quickly. A slight breathing sounded in the tomb.

I didn't dare to fall asleep, so I had to recover while meditating. About half an hour later, Uncle Wen pressed me with his hand. I opened my eyes and looked at him. I saw that the oil lamp had been extinguished by him and the space was pitch black.

"What's wrong?"

I asked in a low voice.

"There's someone outside"

Uncle Wen pointed to the tomb passage outside the exit of the tomb chamber where we were staying. I frowned when I heard this, patted Xiao Shi, signaling Uncle Wen to remain still, and took Xiao Shi to touch it. It was pitch black in front of me. I simply closed my eyes and pointed at Xiao Shi and we left the tomb passage. Xiao Shi told me that there was nothing outside, and I felt it seriously that there was not much spiritual fluctuation around me.

I returned to the tomb with confusion. As soon as I entered the door, I suddenly felt a chill on my back. I was so scared that I quickly leaned my body against the stone wall on the side, and then looked out vigilantly.

"Be careful, the atmosphere is wrong"

Xiao Shi reminded that my chest was also stuffy, and the prophecy stone seemed to be effective in my chest, because every time I was in great danger, it seemed to give me a warning.

We stayed quietly at the exit without making any noise. Qian Qian had been woken up by Uncle Wen, and they secretly touched me. "Do you find anything?"

Uncle Wen said in his ear.

"Not yet, but it feels a bit strange."

I said, signaling them to go back. After waiting for a long time, the space suddenly became cold. A burst of strange wind blew into the skin, making me feel goosebumps all over my body. Uncle Wen and I looked at each other and were about to go out when Xiao Shi came to warn him.

"Stay quiet and don't move around"

He said anxiously, and I was sweating down my cold sweat. It was not long before Xiao Shi spoke, and a figure faintly walked from the dark tomb passage. He was about 1.7 meters tall. He bent down and walked, while the air was also emitting a strong smell of blood!
Chapter completed!