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Chapter 113

    Which one is the good stubble?

    Mu Zicheng led Wei Ran all the way to the tomb.

    He strode straight without worrying at all, and when he encountered a trap, he was all stagnated in the air by Mu Zicheng. Wherever there is mercury, it has been detected by his consciousness, and it has been perfectly avoided.

    Originally, this tomb was very large, but Mu Zicheng found it quickly and went straight to the main tomb.

    Wei Ran couldn't help muttering in her heart.

    There is a god-level boss who is not very good occasionally.

    As soon as she entered the main tomb, Wei Ran's flashlight felt that there was a flashback, which was a bit dazzling. She took out the solar storage lamp and turned it on, and the entire tomb was basically illuminated.

    Only then did I realize that the dazzling flashes just now were gold, silver and jewels all over the floor, so many that they had even piled up.

    There are also various styles of bronze wares.

    In the middle of the main tomb is a pair of top-quality golden nanmu coffins, and the coffins are covered with bright red blood ganoderma.

    "I didn't expect that there is such a thing as blood ganoderma in this world. I thought it was all made up."

    Wei Ran walked over to take a closer look at the blood ganoderma.

    "Look at the owner of this tomb who was nourished by countless extremely precious ginseng ganoderma. This is how he can grow so many blood ganoderma. In addition, these are priceless funeral objects before the end of the world. This is a super rich family."

    After Mu Zicheng observed around the main tomb, he picked up a bronze vessel on the ground and turned it over a few times in his hand.

    He said calmly: "This is not just a rich family, it should be the tomb of a prince and general during the Warring States period."

    There is no porcelain here, all bronze. There are also horses in armor, and terracotta warriors who were injected with mercury alive when they were buried to keep their bodies from decomposing.

    ...

    Mu Zicheng wanted to open the coffin and take a look inside.

    Wei Ran pulled him, and said mysteriously, "Should we light candles?"

    Mu Zicheng turned his eyes sideways and snorted.

    Unexpectedly, he patted her forehead, and said quietly.

    "It doesn't want to, why can't I open it?"

    "Oh! It hurts!" Wei Ran rubbed her small forehead, pursed her mouth, "Isn't this a twisted melon not sweet?"

    Mu Zicheng raised one Pinch both sides of her cheeks with hands and squeeze them in the middle, the pink lips become a pig's mouth.

    His always cold brows and eyes were slightly raised with a hint of meaning, and he answered irrelevantly: "Really? But I think it's quite sweet, so I forcefully break it off and take it first."

    Wei Ran stroked his big hand that was pinching her fair and delicate face, and used it The little pig mouth kept begging for mercy: "Sweet, the sweetest is my brother, and I'd rather be that melon that you forcefully broke."