Let You Dig Treasure, You Dug Out The Tomb Of The Emperor!

Lu Yuan put the silver in his pocket and said, "This silver looks like ancient times. I suspect that there may be many ancient good things here."

"I think too much, how can ancient coins be so easy to mine."

"I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, I dug in my backyard every day. I felt that there were antiques everywhere. In the end, I dug down my latrine and was hung up by my father and smoked."

"Hahaha, hold the grass, I have done this too."

"I've dug too. I dug up several tree roots. I always thought they were fossils."

Lu Yuan came to the third place, dig!

"Ahhhhh~"

"Crack!"

The sound of something cracking came from under the silt.

Lu Yuan withdrew his pickaxe and fiddled with it for a while, and a piece of wood popped up.

"You dug up the [Eight Immortals Table]"

【Eight Immortals Table】: Texture: Wenge. Attributes: Antiquities of the Tang Dynasty. Integrity: 21%. Value: 200,000.

"Tang...Tang Dynasty?"

Lu Yuan became more and more confused.

what's going on?

It is also the broken silver of the Ming Dynasty, and it is the table of the Eight Immortals of the Tang Dynasty.

Could it be that some collector passed by the bank and overturned the car, and all the antiques fell into the reservoir?

It took him ten minutes to lift Baxianzhuang out. There was a hole in the middle of the table, which he dug through.

There is no hole, the value can be higher.

Lu Yuan's mind was not about money, but about how two things from different dynasties could appear in the same place.

Incomprehensible.

After wiping off the silt on it, Lu Yuan said, "The Eight Immortals table is made of chicken wing wood. It seems that the craftsmanship should be from the Tang Dynasty."

He can only explain it in terms of craftsmanship.

"Well, you said that the Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty."

"Old Lu Mo was stunned."

"It's good that the antiques are such a bad street. I got rich so early."

Keep digging.

In the next few hours, Lu Yuan dug up a dozen things one after another.

Broken silver, broken doorposts, incense burners, hairpins, Taishi chairs...

There is nothing particularly high in value.

The most expensive is the golden nanmu wood beam.

Except for Baxianzhuang and Taishi's chair, which are from the Tang Dynasty, the rest of the objects are from the Ming Dynasty.

Lu Yuan glanced at the time, it was four o'clock.

"Go home when you dig another one, and dig the rest tomorrow."

He walked to the treasure point 800 meters from the shore to dig.

"Puff puff~"

This dig is half an hour.

He dug a hole two meters long and more than one meter deep.

The silt is soft and easy to dig, and it takes little effort.

But also because it was silt, he had to dig a bigger hole, which was a waste of time.

"Old Lu, be careful, this piece is full of silt, and you won't be able to get up if you dig deep."

"Do you underestimate Lao Lu's skills?"

"Isn't there Xiao Liu?"

Old Lu was sweating like rain, and his clothes were soaked through.

"Dig for a while, and if you can't dig it, you won't dig."

It's too late, and it will be dark if you dig any further.

After digging for another half an hour, the earth pit was already more than three meters deep, and the location of the treasure point was still not dug.

"Ten minutes of digging, if you can't dig it, go home."

Lu Yuan set himself a time.

"Pfft~"

"Snapped!"

Dig it!

It sounded like something was being smashed to pieces.

He started to fiddle with it, and it was a broken tile.

Lu Yuan waited for a few seconds, but did not wait for the system prompt.

That's not it?

He continued to dig, digging and digging and digging tiles, but the system prompt never appeared.

Wei Zai strange also.

Lu Yuan couldn't understand.

"Stop digging, go home for dinner, and continue tomorrow."

Throwing the pickaxe, Lu Yuan jumped up and climbed the wall of the pit. With a flexible body, he climbed up without much effort.

He grabbed the pickaxe, packed up the scattered things, carried the Eight Immortals Table and walked towards the shore.

"See you tomorrow, everyone."

After the broadcast, Lu Yuan threw the table into the carriage and brought the Taishi chair up again.

Then he took off his clothes and drove home in big pants.

On the way home, Lu Yuan kept thinking about the process of digging for treasures in the afternoon.

The tables and chairs of the Tang Dynasty are all from the Ming Dynasty.

And the last pit dug, more than three meters deep, found nothing.

I thought there was something down there, but it wasn't too deep.

I planned to use the reservoir as my last dig in my hometown, but I didn't expect to give myself such a big surprise.

He seriously suspected that the rest of the hidden treasures that had not been dug up might be all antiquities hidden underneath.

When he got home, Dad watched him bring the table and chairs back and wondered, "Where did you pick it up?"

"The reservoir was dug."

"Oh."

Dad doesn't ask anymore, it's normal to dig under the reservoir.

You'll never know what's hiding under these until the water is drained.

He suspected that there were corpses in the reservoir. Although whoever drained it and saw nothing, who could say for sure whether it was buried under the silt.

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