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Chapter 217 Professor

After he said this, we all froze there, with the corners of our mouths twitching for a long time without daring to say a word.

Thinking about the scene at that time, I thought these two zombies were quite funny. They bumped into the door without any care. What kind of trouble was this?

But what Uncle Wang said next was more fragrant than this. Seeing us putting on incredulous expressions, he shook his head and said calmly: "You don't believe it, right? Let me tell you, I didn't believe it at first either. I thought I was blind and saw it wrong." Well, think about it, just steal things. How can you do this? Even if he is a thief, he is still a stupid and heartless thief. He is blind and blind. I just touch my glasses, but I put on my reading glasses. I found that that was not the case at all. The two people who hit the door were an old man and a naked woman."

"A woman with a bare butt," Xiaopang immediately became energetic when he heard this. The old man nodded when he heard the words, "Yes, that is a woman with a bare butt. I can take you to see it later. Our place There is a light at the gate, although it's not very bright, but I could still see clearly even though it was late at night. The woman was not wearing anything, and she had a pretty good figure. How should I put it, she looked quite young and pretty."

"What about the other one? You just said he was an old man, right?" Seeing Lao Yang and the others grinning and thinking in wild thoughts, a policewoman who had been silent cleared her throat and brought the topic back. The old man heard this , nodded, and then touched her chin and said to her: "That man is not too young. He has a beard all over his face. He looks quite burly. I don't know what their relationship is. Anyway, it feels like that The guys were so strong that they even knocked over the foldable one outside, and it didn’t take more than two minutes for them to go back and forth.”

"He's not wearing any clothes," Lao Yang interjected as he leaned to one side in deep contemplation.

"No, that man has clothes on him, but the clothes are old and torn. He looks like a beggar. Oh, by the way, I also picked up something at the door. See if it's useful," the old man said. , dragged out a sack from under the bed, held the bottom of the sack with his hands and shook it out. Finally, a rusty discus came out from under the sack. He kicked it with his foot and kicked the fast iron disc in front of everyone, " Look, this is it,"

"What is this?" The little policewoman who had been taking notes came up to take a look, and turned to ask Lao Yang. Upon hearing this, Lao Yang turned to look at me.

I squatted there and looked through it carefully. It should be a kind of mirror. It is round, with a bulge in the middle, and patterns around it. Because it has been for a long time, the mirror has been severely eroded, except for a very thin dragon pattern. Apart from barely distinguishing them, the other mythical beasts swirling around the ancient mirror have become rusty and difficult to distinguish.

At first I thought they were the most common ones, such as the Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, and Xuanwu. But after looking carefully for a long time, I was sure it wasn't the case. Then I looked at the several hidden holes on the edge of the bronze mirror. I turned to Lao Yang and said, "Look at the look of this thing." , it should be a breast shield, the kind that ancient military commanders hung in front of their bodies." I said and drew a circle on my chest. When Lao Yang heard this, he lowered his head and took a look, and then asked me very cautiously: "Are you sure? ,"

"Well, it should be right. I've seen a similar one at an antique stall. This thing is valuable even if it's valuable, and it's not valuable even if it's not. It's of no great use," I said, handing the bronze mirror to the old man. Yang, Lao Yang heard this and directly gave the bronze mirror to a young man holding an evidence bag.

We left Uncle Wang's duty room and went to the scene he mentioned. When we got there, we saw that it was almost the same as what he said. The folding door that automatically opened and closed had been smashed. It used to look like a cage, but now it looks like a cage. What a twist. After calling the police, a white line was drawn here. Under the guidance of Uncle Wang, we searched around the door and found some badly corroded buttons in a short time. thing.

In addition to these, there were some rotten rags. Lao Yang asked the young man to collect these things and then led us to the place where the two bodies were dug out.

The cultural relics department has been notified and the construction has been stopped. There are not many workers in the entire site. We walked to the side of the big pit and saw an old man wearing white gloves and two students holding a statue. Something like a writing brush was busy inside. When he saw us coming, he didn't pay much attention. When Lao Yang saw this, he squatted at the entrance of the pit and asked him: "Teacher Zhen, are you still busy?"

"Yeah, something's wrong," he stood up with his waist. The old man with dark skin and wrinkles put up a pergola and looked at Lao Yang. When Lao Yang saw him, he stretched out his hand to pull him up and immediately asked him where his head was buried. After hearing who they were, the old professor took out a half-drunk bottle of mineral water with some ice in it from the foam box on the side. He drank it for a long time before wiping his mouth and saying to us: "Look. The size of the tomb is not that of a nobleman. After working for so long, I haven’t seen any decent burial objects. However, there are some weapons like swords and guns. The owner of the tomb may be a military general with a low official position, or he has made mistakes. "

"Then which dynasty does this tomb belong to? Look at these." After hearing this, I handed him the evidence. The old man looked through it and muttered to himself: "It should be from the early Qing Dynasty." Well, I'm not completely sure yet, but based on experience, it shouldn't be much different." After he finished speaking, he pinched his waist and looked at me, then turned to ask Lao Yang: "Hey, who is this, Lao Yang? You brought someone new again,"

"Ah, no, this is the person I asked to help. His name is Lu Li. Look, I forgot to introduce him. Lu Li, this is Professor Zhen, who specializes in the study of ancient cemeteries. You can have a chat when you have time, Zhen. The professor is a great expert in this field," Lao Yang said, winking at me and signaling for me to be polite to him.

I walked over and shook hands with him, but at this time the old man squinted his eyes and looked at me, looked me up and down, and then smiled evilly with a crooked corner of his mouth: "A member of the Taoist sect."

"Yes, how did you see that?" I was shocked. I looked at him in amazement. Seeing that I was like this, he smiled and said to me, "Don't be surprised. Jin Jiuling and I are good friends. Your I know more or less about the matter. If I guess correctly, you came to help Lao Yang catch zombies for Jin Jiuling, right?"

"Yes, not entirely. Catching ghosts and subduing monsters is the duty of our Maoshan disciples. Oh, by the way, as an old professor, do you also think that zombies do exist?" He looked a little weird, I said to him half jokingly,


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