Grave Robbers: The Man Who Walked Out of the Tomb of the Warring States Period

Wang Ming looked at this calligraphy and painting suspiciously, and he didn’t understand what the situation was.

The reason why he paid attention to this was because this mountain-like sketch was located on the last page of the “River Wood Collection”.

In theory, this should be the last information collected by the bookholder.

In terms of age, it should also be the closest to the present.

Just looking at the literal meaning, it is not difficult to understand, the problem is the inner meaning of the words.

The so-called dragon vein can have many explanations.

For example, the place where the major dynasties are based will be called the Dragon Vein.

In feng shui physiognomy, the dragon vein refers to the undulating mountain range, which is the first step in the art of finding dragon points.

“If memory serves, Kunlun is known as the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, the source of dragon veins, and known as the ancestral dragon.”

“However, it is also said that Qinling is the dragon vein of the Chinese civilization.”

“This picture should depict mountains, but Kunlun and Qinling are both high mountains, which one are they referring to?”

Thinking of the previous description of this book, the Qinling Divine Tree has already appeared.

Subconsciously, Wang Ming was more inclined to the Kunlun Mountains.

But whether it is Kunlun or Qinling, or other mountains that I didn’t expect, it seems that it can’t match the second half of the sentence?

What is it called, the dragon veins of the world, gathered here?

Could it be that Kunlun is a place like Kunlun, known as the source of dragon veins?

Since it is the source, it is more appropriate to call it “convergence”.

But the question is, does that place in Kunlun have anything to do with the ultimate secret, I haven’t heard of it?

Wang Ming has always had a feeling in his heart.

In this “Hemu Collection”, not only the Qinling Divine Tree appeared, but even the Lu King Palace, the Undersea Tomb and even the Zhangjia Ancient Building.

Then the author of this book, or the last few holders, there are definitely people who are related to that big secret, maybe even Lao Wang.

And this last page of the sudden appearance of the note, most likely hidden special meaning, and the ultimate may be related to not small.

It’s just that the more I think about it, the more I feel that there is still something wrong.

Wang Ming carefully looked at the rest of the page.

In addition to this relatively simple sentence, there are many other notes.

From the perspective of font and text type, it will definitely not be the same person label.

This also confirms Wang Ming’s conjecture, and this book has passed through the hands of many people.

It’s a pity that these words are distorted, God knows what is written, and there is still only one sentence that can be understood.

As for the rough painting on the side, Wang Ming just glanced at it and gave up.

If the guys who draw are now, they can catch up with those abstract masters.

He would rather study the ancient text than stare at the sketch in a daze.

“In my impression, naïve they seem to have mentioned the dragon vein.”

“But this statement doesn’t seem to have much definition, and the more core is only the meteorite guarded by the Queen Mother of the West.”

“To put it another way, the three northern, central and southern Dahua dragon veins also have their own heads and tails, and there is no overlap.”

Wang Ming didn’t understand it at all, but he was also curious enough.

If you have the opportunity in the future, be sure to ask someone well.

Thinking about it, Wang Ming turned the “Hemu Collection” again.

First, look for any omissions, and second, compare the handwriting, maybe you can find other information about this “inscription person”.

It’s just a pity that Wang Ming didn’t find any place that matched his handwriting.

This clue is broken again.

Wang Ming put the things away again, stretched out and began to wash, ready to rest.

By the way, he checked his strength, the situation was too tense before, and he really forgot to check the experience points.

【Host】Wang Ming

【Identity】Mysterious

【Level】30

【Experience】12600/50000

【Skills】

Ancient Body: 10,000-year divine body that will not age and decay [anti-poison, anti-yin, anti-witch, anti-curse]

Mystic Bloodline: A mysterious power to be unsealed

Soul Control: Domesticating Spiritual Lifeforms as Pets [7/7, Upgradeable]

Great Fusion: Fusion with pet beasts [Simultaneous fusion number: 1, cooldown: 1 hour]

【Remarks】

Current domesticated life: Hydra Cypress, Donkey Egg, Sea Monkey, Female Ghost Xiaomei, Wang Xueying, Candle Jiuyin, Huo Ling (replicator)

“What the hell, killing that white ghost leader, he didn’t even rise to the first level?”

“No, it seems that even the experience has not improved, and the extra ones are still killed by apes and clams.”

Wang Ming couldn’t help but feel a little depressed.

No wonder the system didn’t remind itself that feelings are inexperienced.

To say that the white ghost leader who looks like Lao Wang is already not easy to deal with, I originally thought that he was a high-level monster.

“Shouldn’t it be, the replicators don’t have the experience to brush?”

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

At this moment, a gentle knock sounded on the door, and the voice of the tentacle lady came from outside.

“Wang Ming, can I come in?”

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