The flashing eyes, like a ghost on the upper body, Lu Jianren couldn't help but say, "The vault is better, or the vault is better! What's the good thing about the tomb? It's just the dead and the bones."

I don’t know if the entrance has opened, but suddenly a cool breeze blew by.

The wind blew Li Wenyue's slightly long hair, and he couldn't help but lean against Lu Dong: "Uncle Qi, can we not talk about dead people and bones?"

Can Lu Jianren care about this? He said, "I'm afraid of a ball, you forgot. When you were a child, you picked up the thigh bones from the Girls Mountain and fought with Zhang Wan's people?"

As he said this, Li Wenyue wiped his right hand on his clothes: "Is that a pig bone good?"

Lu Dong interrupted Uncle Qi's muddles: "Okay, let's take a look, Grandpa San and the others are still waiting for news."

Ma Ming said: "It may not be a vault. Whose vault is so big and how much gold can be installed?"

Lu Jianren walked forward and said, "You all follow me. You can go wherever I go. Don't separate. Once you separate, you will not be as righteous as me. Be careful to ask the Ghost Queen to take her to the church."

Li Wenyue was helpless. Can this Uncle Qi say something right?

Unexpectedly, Lu Tao, who was behind, became a traitor: "Everyone keeps up, everyone keeps up, have you not watched the acts in horror movies? Whoever is alone is finished? The ghosts are specifically looking for those who are alone, so we can't learn from the brainstorm in the movies."

Ma Ming illuminated the ceiling, which was also made of bluestone, and found a place to carve flowers and engrave words. After looking at it, he whispered to Lu Dong: "I guess it may have been built in the late Ming Dynasty or early Qing Dynasty."

This is reasonable. Lu Dong personally thinks that if the age is too close, the exact information may be passed down, so there will be no verbal message.

He and Ma Ming quickly followed, for nothing else, for fear that Uncle Qi would feel itchy and touching everywhere if he saw anything.

Lu Jianren came to the stone gate on his right hand, glanced in, and greeted: "Come here!"

Several people speeded up.

Lu Jianren knew that Li Wenyue was afraid of these things, so he said to him: "Wenyue, hurry up, there is a ghost wife who matches you!"

Following Lu Dong, Li Wenyue was even more courageous and finally didn't stop.

Lu Dong also arrived at the door and looked inside. Under the flashlight, he could see six large jars on one side of the stone house and sacks piled on the other side. However, they were too old and sacks were all broken.

Right next to the wall at the door, there is a string of wooden shelves, which are divided into three rows, with ceramic jars, plates, rice bowls and other things on it.

Lu Jianren ignored both sides and walked towards the opposite side. Lu Dong quickly followed and reminded: "Uncle Qi, these are all left by our ancestors, don't move around."

"Am I the kind of person who is not light or heavy?" Lu Jianren always made sense. He came to the wooden rack and gently touched the black wood with his hand: "It's quite strong, I don't know what material is made of."

He looked at the things on the shelf again: "I've sent it! Blue and White! Blue and White porcelain!"

Lu Dong deliberately attacked him: "The folk kilns are worthless."

Lu Jianren stretched out his hand and wanted to get the bowl to see if there was a model at the bottom. Finally, he resisted the itch in his heart and asked, "Ma Ming, is the blue and white porcelain worth?"

Ma Ming answered very seriously: "I haven't studied this, I don't know."

In addition to plates and rice bowls, the bottom layer is some large porcelain jars. Lu Jianren touched Lu Dong: "Dongzi, let's make a bet, I guess there are pickled pickles inside!"

Lu Tao followed and asked curiously: "Why?"

"You are stupid!" Lu Jianren explained with a clear analysis: "Look, the big jar over there is obviously a water supply. The sack on the other side should be filled with dry food and food. This is what is stored or used by Tibetans. How uncomfortable is it for people to eat dry food? Don't prepare pickles? If you only eat steamed buns, can you swallow it?"

Lu Tao retorted: "Maybe what you keep is wine, drink a sip of wine and eat a bite of steamed buns. I heard from someone that you did it when you were young, Uncle Qi."

Lu Jianren ignored the following sentence directly, and then heard the wine in front, staring at the mud seal of the large porcelain jar, and said, "This is like what Ma Ming said, how many years have the wine in the late Ming Dynasty been here?"

Lu Tao shook his head: "I don't know."

Lu Dong said, "Uncle Qi, don't look at me, I don't know."

"Anyway, it's been around for hundreds of years." Lu Jianren felt itchy again: "I need to take a sip..."

Lu Dong reminded: "If you have wine, you will run away. Even if you have it, it will become poison."

After all, Lu Jianren did not touch the big porcelain jar.

Ma Ming looked at it one by one and said, "Uncle Qi said it is reasonable. Here is the one who stores water and dry food."

He took the flashlight and took the lead in going to another house opposite.

Lu Jianren immediately followed, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he said, "Treasure Box!"

Lu Tao and Li Wenyue all followed.

Lu Dong fell to the back, pressed the walkie-talkie, told the situation above, and let him wait patiently for a while.

In this stone house, there is a simple wooden bed with some rotten rags on it that may be bedding.

The bed is simple in shape and is supported by wood, which is a bit like the bed that Lu Dong slept in his hometown.

There is also a rotten wooden barrel at the end of the bed. Could it be a toilet?

In contrast, the black wooden boxes on the other side look very sturdy.

There were carvings on several wooden boxes. Ma Ming looked at it with a flashlight and said, "The style of the late Ming Dynasty."

Lu Dong went over, looked carefully, and then brushed away the ash on it with his hands. Non-professionals didn't feel anything except that the wood in the box was very hard.

"Can you open it and take a look?" Lu Tao asked.

The box has breathable holes, and there is no problem of sealing or not sealing, and it is not locked. Ma Ming nodded slightly, gently grabbed the copper clasp, slowly opened the box cover, revealing a full box... Book.

Lu Tao couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Li Wenyue looked at him curiously.

Lu Dong resisted the desire to pick up the book and read it.

Uncle Qi frowned: "Oh..."

Ma Ming said: "Don't touch them, these books have been too long and may become fragments when touched."

Li Wenyue knew the traditional Chinese characters on the cover: "It's the account book."

Ma Ming covered the box with the gentlest movement.

Then I opened another box, which was a common book of the Four Books and Five Classics in ancient times.

The boxes are full of books.

The last small flat box with only two books inside.

Lu Dong, Lu Tao and Lu Jianren were too lazy to go and see again, so Ma Ming and Li Wenyue were there.

Li Wenyue was a little excited: "The genealogy of our Lujia Village! There are both Lu family and Li family!"

Lu Dong said: "This is useful."

Everyone in the village knows that the Li family moved to Lujia Village later, but there is no clear statement on which generation they moved here.

But Lu Jianren stared at the box where the account book was placed and said, "Our ancestor is so powerful. He hid below and never forgot to bring the account book down. Is he avoiding the war and continuing to collect the accounts?"

The walkie-talkie sounded at this time, and someone could vaguely hear the lower mouth talking. Lu Dong put it in his ear and listened, making the person above calm down.

I haven't said that the family tree is discovered below. I'm going to talk about it. A bunch of people rumbling down, and maybe they all shattered.

After seeing this house, I went to the last one with the largest door.

This time, Lu Dong walked in front and shone the flashlight at the door. It was still a bed, a rotten wooden barrel and a box. The bed was similar to the previous one, but there were more wooden boxes.

When Lu Jianren saw this, he became less interested: "It's not something hidden by two scholars, right?"

He came to the forefront with great enthusiasm to search for treasures, and found all books. If he had known this, he would have been better off catching the weasel on the old street.

Lu Dong went in, stood by the box, and looked at Ma Ming. Such things had to be done by professionals.

Ma Ming used a gentle slow motion to brush the soil one by one with a small brush.

Just like the previous few times, slowly opened the box, and Lu Tao and Lu Jianren were no longer interested, but were looking at the stone.

Lu Dong could see clearly and said, "What a treasure chest! It's all money!"

Lu Jianren and Lu Taoteng rushed over and stretched out their heads to look in.

No, the box is full of money, and a box of copper coins is full. Depending on the arrangement, it should be stringed with a rope, but the rope is broken, and there is more or less copper rust on the copper coins.

When Ma Ming looked at the second box, he still had a box of copper coins, and the other boxes were mostly copper coins.

The last two boxes were finally surprised.

Finally saw gold and silver.

"Is this a silver ingot?" Lu Tao looked at the things that were not packed in the box: "Is it?"

Ma Ming said: "The 10 two ships in the Ming Dynasty have silver-shaped boxes that seem to be in a unified style, and there are also Jinan Mansion models on it..."

Lu Jianren counted about 60, shook his head, "Look, I'm right, our ancestors in Lujia Village were all rich!"

Lu Tao poked him: "Uncle Qi, there is another one!"

"Yes! All the most expensive ones are put to the end!" Lu Jianren stared at the most box: "It must be gold!"

Li Wenyue said: "Uncle Qi, our village is not without money."

Lu Jianren said with a serious look on his face: "This is not a matter of whether it is money or not!"

He waved his hand: "Do you know why your seventh uncle jumps up and down all day long? Because you are enjoying the process of exploring treasure hunts, not whether it is worth it!"

Ma Ming was used to Uncle Qi, so he ignored him, looked at Lu Dong and slowly opened the last box.

Everyone held their breath.
To be continued...