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Chapter 596 Bottle

Wang Fan walked a few hundred meters further, and the cave suddenly opened up. Although Wang Fan rubbed his eyes countless times and could not understand the scenery in front of him, the increasingly strong wind blowing around him told him that

He is now in an open area.

Wang Fan was really blind this time. The surrounding mud walls that could have been used for positioning were getting farther and farther away from him. Wang Fan had no choice but to straighten his arms and groping forward.

"Boom!" Wang Fan, who looked like a blind fly, bumped into a big wooden pillar, "Is this the main tomb chamber of the old tomb? Then isn't this the coffin?" Wang Fan secretly laughed.

Wang Fan fumbled to find the lid of the coffin. He wanted to push it open, but the coffin was made of heavy solid wood. The lid alone weighed dozens of kilograms. Wang Fan was still injured when he tried to open it.

, it still takes some effort.

"Master... come and help me." Wang Fan had no choice but to ask Lan Qing for help.

Lan Qing came up to help open the lid of the coffin, and immediately took a half step back, staying far away. It seemed that she still had concerns about ghosts and gods.

Wang Fan leaned forward into the coffin, put his hand into the coffin and groped around. If he didn't find a position, he tried another position.

"Huh? Why is this coffin so dry? The air outside is dry. It doesn't look like it has been used at all..." Wang Fan groped inside the coffin with his hands. There was really nothing in the coffin.

"What's wrong? Is there something in here?" Lan Qing was curious when she heard that Wang Fan had been touching the coffin for a long time without saying a word.

"Such a big coffin, but it's empty inside, and it seems like it's never been used."

"Empty? Even the brocade inside is dry... How could it be like this?" Lan Qing couldn't restrain her curiosity, and came around and put her hand into the coffin to explore.

"It's not completely empty. There are two small porcelain bottles here." It wasn't until he reached the top of the coffin that Wang Fan discovered that there were two more small porcelain bottles.

The light was very dim and Wang Fan couldn't see the appearance of the bottle clearly. Just by the feel of the hand, he felt that the bottle was made delicate and smooth. In addition, it was specially kept in this heavy coffin, so his first impression was that this bottle was very delicate and smooth.

The bottles are also valuable.

"What bottle? Can you show it to me?"

Wang Fan handed over a bottle in his hand.

"I have a lot of these small bottles on the mountain, it's nothing special." Lan Qing held the bottle in her hand and said disapprovingly.

"Mountain? Why do you have these bottles? And aren't all bottles in the world like this? How can you be sure that it is the same as yours?"

"These bottles were left behind by my master when he was his master. They have always been used to hold pills. I have been exposed to them since I started studying medicine with my master. How could I not tell them apart... Look

, even the red stamp on the bottom of this bottle is the same,"

According to Lan Qing, Wang Fan touched the bottom of the bottle in his hand with his finger, and there was indeed a round stamp on it. Although he can't see what is written on it now, Lan Qing is really a perennial

If you deal with these small bottles in the city, you will definitely recognize them.

"Ah, by the way, I have another bottle here. If you don't believe me, compare it yourself." With that said, Lan Qing took out a small bottle from the side pocket of her backpack and handed it to Wang Fan.
Chapter completed!
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