Chapter 125

After entering the village, the villagers passing by looked at them with strange eyes, and even several people whispered after they left.

Huoxiang couldn't help but lower her voice: "it seems that Wang Qiang's character in the village is not very good."

"Look first."

After a while, they came to a house.

The house looks old.

Although the houses in this village are Adobe houses, and only a few brick houses can be seen occasionally, under such circumstances, Wang Qiang's home looks even more shabby.

Outside is a small adobe house. I don't know whether it is a kitchen or a firewood house next to it. The roof is shaky, and a lot of tiles fall from the corner.

A hungry, skinny dog was tied in the yard. Looking at someone coming, he withdrew into his nest after a few symbolic calls.

All kinds of messy things piled up everywhere in the whole yard, looking disorderly.

"Oh, fuck!"

Liu An shouted and raised his feet reflexively.

People went to see him conditionally and saw a lump of yellow excreta on the sole of his shoes.

"Oh, sorry, I have limited conditions at home. Let's make do with it."

Wang Qiang scratched the back of his head as he spoke.

With such a move, people can see it.

If Wang Qiang said that one thing sold for 1000 yuan, he should be living well in this not very rich village.

But now I'm looking at his family, the mess, and the strange eyes of those people in the village.

It seems that Wang Qiang is probably a lazy man who doesn't work all day.

After entering the house, Wang Qiang turned out several black cups from the cabinet and put them on the table to pour tea for several people.

As a result, I was busy for a long time. I didn't find any tea or boiled water.

"Oh, come on, let's stop this. Didn't you say there were many Gabala in your family? Show it to us!"

Then, Wang Qiang was no longer fooling around. With a smiling face, he rummaged through the back and found a big wooden box.

As soon as the wooden box was opened, everyone couldn't help shouting, and even Lin Feng took a breath.

There are all kinds of things in the whole box.

Bone products, bronzes, purple sand pots, glazed bowls, and even some gold and silver jewelry.

All kinds of articles were packed into the box in a mess.

Wang Qiang picked up a string of beads and stuffed them into Huoxiang's hand.

"Beauty, do you like this? Let's buy it for you!"

Huoxiang glanced at the beads and then turned her mouth.

"I don't think it's a strange thing."

"Oh, if you don't like it, I still have it!"

When he said this, he turned and brought a box in the back.

As soon as the box is opened.

Inside, there are all kinds of jewelry, jade hairpins, east pearl earrings, jade bracelets, agate bracelets, and a bronze mirror inlaid with Phnom Penh.

"Little beauty, if you like it, I'll sell it to you cheaply!"

Wang Qiang winked at Huoxiang and grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. Looking at Huoxiang, he couldn't help but step back.

"Well, where's your toilet?"

"Ha ha, I'm a rough man. I'm not so particular about it. Just go back and solve it."

Liu An mumbled and left.

Lin Feng picked up a porcelain vase and looked at it.

Then he found a jade belt.

The jade carving inlaid on the belt is carved into the shape of a moth.

After taking a look, he picked up a cup, put it in the sun and observed it carefully.

"Oh, sir, you have a good eye! My grandfather liked this best when he was alive. He always took it out to drink tea. If you like it, I'll sell it to you for a thousand yuan!"

"I remember this thing seems to have a set. Let me turn it over."

Wang Qiang said as he rummaged through the boxes.

"Look around, look around, I'm all good things!"

The words were saying, Lin Feng directly pinched his wrist.

"Tell me honestly where these things come from."

Wang Qiang was stunned and then grinned.

"Oh, didn't I just tell you that these are all things uploaded by our ancestors. The old guys of our ancestors like to collect these most!"

Before Lin Feng spoke, Liu An took the lead.

"I think it came down from the grave."

Liu An threw some things on the ground and leaned against the door frame with his hands around his chest.

Look at those things on the ground.

Engineer shovel, Luoyang shovel, anti-skid rope, gloves, sacks

When Wang Qiang saw it, he waved his hand again and again.

"Ouch, misunderstanding, how can it be? It's all misunderstanding!"

"These things are just farm tools in the village. Don't think about it!"

Lin Feng couldn't help humming coldly.

"I think you don't cry when you don't see the coffin."

When he said this, he loosened Wang Qiang's wrist and picked up the moth belt just now.

"Do you know what this is?"

"Uh... My grandpa's belt."

Lin Feng couldn't help helping her forehead.

"Moths to the fire, dedicated, you know? It's not very famous in ancient times. It's a burial object for soldiers after they died!"

At this point, he picked up another jade bowl.

"Do you think the caliber and size of this jade bowl look like it is used by people?"

After a cold hum, he continued to explain: "just from the size and color, we know that this is a sacrificial article. After the death of family members, we can create a set to provide our ancestors with food below."

At this point, he put his things on the table, and Lin Feng's face sank.

"If I'm not mistaken, all the things in your box are taken out of the tomb!"

The smile on Wang Qiang's face solidified in an instant.

"That... That..."

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he seemed to think of something suddenly, straightened his waist and showed an angry face.

"How can you say that? These are all things uploaded by my ancestors. If you don't like them, you can turn around and walk away. How can you insult people so much!"

"Bang!"

Lin Feng slapped the table, then took his collar in one hand.

"I'll ask you again, was it taken out of the tomb?"

Lin Feng's strength was so strong that Wang Qiang had no power to fight back, and his momentum was even stronger.

The flame just burning in Wang Qiang's heart went out in an instant. His face was earthy and his pupils contracted. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Lin Feng. He trembled like chaff.

"Er..."

Huoxiang rolled her eyes, drew out a knife and directly compared it to his throat.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I said, I said! Things were really taken out of the tomb..."