Su Jing's eyes were bright, and through the text information, she could basically conclude that these garbage came from the time and space of "Beast Blood Boiling".
It was an alien magical continent, where there were all kinds of magic, including Behemoth orcs, hobbits, elves, swans, dragons, fallen angels, underworld demons and other races, and text messages. Perfect match.
"Then what kind of badge does this belong to?" Su Jing took out the white wings badge and searched the memory in her mind.
In the time and space of "Beast Blood Boiling", there are various badges. For example, the Medusa badge. After the Behemoth priest signs a spiritual contract with a large Warcraft, the God of War Temple will issue a Medusa badge. This badge has its own hibernation space. No matter where the sacrifice is, it can be quickly transferred to the Medusa badge. A familiar is summoned from a fixed barrier. Another example is the storage crystal badge, the Li Shui moisturizing badge, the rice yarn badge...
There were too many types to count. Su Jing thought about it for a while, but couldn't remember the name of this white wing badge. However, judging from the function and effect, it should definitely represent a sacred temple, a temple, or a real angel.
Moreover, even in the time and space of "Beast Blood Boiling", it should be a relatively useful thing and not thrown away as garbage. From the analysis of skeletons, carriage wheels, broken swords, etc. in this pile of garbage, we can also infer that this is not a pile of ordinary domestic garbage, but war garbage, the ruins left by the war.
"It looks like angel wings, with a sacred aura. Let's just call it Angel Badge." Su Jing didn't recognize the badge, so she simply chose a more suitable name.
"Besides this angel badge, there should be other treasures." Su Jing was full of expectations for the garbage from the time and space of "Beast Blood Boiling" and continued to sort it out. This time, she paid special attention to see if there were other badges. Unfortunately, after a while, I couldn't find the badge again.
"Huh?" Su Jing saw a black horse head, grabbed it and turned it over. It turned out to be a wooden horse, only half a meter high, with an ordinary shape and rough carving. It looked like a child's toy. However, what is a bit special is that it is completely black, like black paint.
"What kind of wood is this?" Su Jing's eyes lit up slightly, and he released his mental power to detect. After a while, he murmured to himself, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a black wood, which is quite valuable."
Su Jing said it was quite valuable, but felt a little disappointed in her heart.
Blackwood is a kind of wood. The blackwood tree looks similar to a shrub. Its leaves are as big as nails and its thin branches have 2 cm long thorns. Its branches are very easy to fork, so it is difficult to grow into a towering tree. Tree. Some branches with a diameter of more than 20 cm will form a black core with a diameter of about 10 cm, which is black wood when taken out.
Black wood is hard and dense and will sink when placed in water. They are usually carved into works of art, and their appearance looks like it has been painted with black paint, dark and shiny. A piece of black wood carving is hard-won.
However, black wood can only be regarded as good wood, not a precious treasure. Such a crudely carved black wooden horse, even if the material is very good, can be sold for tens of thousands, which is ridiculous. For ordinary people, they would be extremely happy to pick up such a black wooden horse, but for Su Jing, it was just a drop in the bucket.
Of course, no matter how small a mosquito is, it’s still meat, and you can’t throw it away even if it costs thousands or tens of thousands. Su Jing washed it with water and put it in the yard to dry. Because there was nothing surprising about such a black wooden horse, he didn't hide it.
Unexpectedly, in the evening, the little girl Su Yan who came to play took a fancy to this wooden horse. Several little kids from the village who came with her also stared at the black wooden horse. Su Yan would come over to play from time to time. Firstly, she could kiss Su Jing, and secondly, she could stay comfortably in the yard and eat various delicacies provided by Su Jing. There was no reason not to like coming here. When she arrived today and saw the black wooden horse, she couldn't stop staring at it. Her greedy look made it obvious that she wanted to ride on it.
"Uncle, that horse is so beautiful." Su Yan turned around and said.
"Haha, do you like it?" Su Jing smiled.
"I like it." Su Yan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then said timidly, "Uncle, can I play for a while?"
An ordinary person would definitely not be willing to give a child a wooden horse worth tens of thousands of yuan to play with. Su Jing was rich and wealthy, so she didn’t mind too much. Besides, looking at the little girl’s excited expression, she couldn’t bear to refuse and said with a smile: “Then I’ll give it to you to play with.” Okay, but I can’t give you this horse, so I’ll just play here. In a few days, uncle will make another wooden horse for you, okay?”
In fact, seeing how much the little girl liked it, Su Jing wanted to give it to her directly. However, there is a possibility that others might recognize it as a black wood, which would be bad. There is a saying that a man is not guilty of carrying a jade. Tens of thousands of dollars is not a small amount for ordinary people. That might bring danger to Su Yan. It's okay to let her play here, but you can't give it to her. You can make another one later or buy an ordinary wooden horse for her.
"Okay, okay." Su Yan jumped up and down with joy when Su Jing agreed. He quickly ran to the black wooden horse, climbed up nimbly, grabbed the two handrails, shook them, and laughed happily. Other little kids also ran over and wanted to ride.
"Children are so simple-minded that a little wooden horse can be so happy." Su Jing smiled, a little worried that these naughty children would cause trouble in the yard and damage her flowers and plants, so Su Jing simply moved the wooden horse to the door of the yard. They made a fuss as they pleased, leaving the courtyard gate open and letting the dogs guard it. Playing at the entrance of this courtyard, I don’t have to worry about being robbed.
Su Jing returned to the garbage station and continued to sort out the garbage. In addition to paying special attention to whether there are badges, Su Jing also pays attention to the text information that was compiled later, hoping to get more valuable information.
"What is this?" Su Jing dug out a wooden box, one meter long and less than half a meter wide. The wood didn't look like much, it was a bit rotten and exuded a strange damp smell. When she pried it open, Su Jing's pupils shrank slightly.
Under the box, there was a mass of rotten black marks. The pattern formed by it turned out to be a human figure. It seemed that a person had rotted away here. However, no bones were left.
But the strange thing is that there is a bunch of green strips left on the head. At first glance, the shape looks like the long shawl hair left by a dead person, but upon closer inspection, it looks like vibrant green grass.
"What is this?" Su Jing reached out and wanted to pick up "Bisi", but when she was about to touch it, suddenly the Bisui made a whooshing sound and actually moved. Su Jing's face changed, lightning He retracted his hand.