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Chapter 851: 851 Looking for clues (Part 2) [Please give me a monthly ticket]

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Qin Li misunderstood what Chen Tang meant, and explained, "Because it was a family tradition, he often followed his elders to the graves when he was young, but that was all in the past. After he was sentenced to exile, he turned over a new leaf and has been a good man for many years."

Although he has become a good person, the experience remains.

Chen Tang knew Qin Li had misunderstood him when he heard this: "That's not what I meant. I was just surprised that Gong Su had such a wide circle of friends that he even knew people in this industry. Logically speaking, this kind of person... I thought Gong Su wouldn't like him..."

Tomb robbers love tombs with rich burial objects the most.

If you don’t open for three years, you can make enough money for three years after you open.

But in this era, those who have the capital to enjoy a rich funeral are no more than aristocratic families, princes, generals and ministers. Qin Li is so law-abiding, it is reasonable that he would not like it. Even if he had retainers in the past, he would not have kept such a profession, right

Qin Li smiled faintly: "It's fate."

Under normal circumstances, he certainly would not hang out with a person who inherited the family tradition of tomb raiding, let alone recommend him to his master, but they met when the country was destroyed. At that time, his retainer was not a retainer, but a prisoner who was caught by mistake and sentenced to exile. If nothing unexpected happened, this person would die on the way to exile, and even if he didn't die, he would lose half of his life.

As a result, the country was destroyed.

The retainer managed to escape.

On the way to escape, disease and hunger sent him to a dead end, and Qin Li picked him up in this situation. Although this man's job was unethical and he specialized in digging up people's ancestral graves, he also had a grateful and chivalrous heart. From then on, he recognized Qin Li as his master and served him.

Afterwards, he found a proper job in his own army.

"If the lord needs it, this person may be able to help."

Several generations of my ancestors were tomb-robbing people, and the accumulated experience and rich knowledge are definitely better than others.

Chen Tang thought that he was free now, so he immediately walked with his cane, saying, "What are you waiting for? Lead the way."

Qin Li subconsciously took a step forward to follow.

"There is no need for the lord to come in person, just send someone to call him over."

How can I ask my lord to condescend to meet me

Chen Tang's train of thought was not on the same channel as his: "My foot is just sprained, not broken, I can walk by myself!"

The expression is stubborn and obstinate.

It seemed that Qin Li's proposal hurt her self-esteem.

Qin Li: “…”

In desperation, he had to lead people back to the camp himself.

Qin Li's generals: "..."

Hey, are they seeing things

Didn't Gong Su go to ask the lord about the future arrangements for the soldiers? Why did he bring them back directly? The temporary camp didn't look messy, but they had just come down from the battlefield, covered in blood, as if they were dug out from a pile of corpses.

It's a bit inappropriate to meet people in this state.

Before they could get confused, Qin Li had already taken Chen Tang to a small tent. He opened the curtain and the strong smell of blood mixed with various smells hit him. A soy sauce-colored body was lying on the bed.

When the curtain was opened, fresh air and sunlight poured into the tent. The man was suffering from pain and couldn't sleep. He was in a bad mood. He thought the person was a soldier who came to change the medicine, so he turned his face away and wanted to get angry: "Didn't you know to let me know before you came in?"

The next moment, my eyes met a familiar figure.

The man's expression froze. Next to the familiar figure was a not-so-familiar face, with a pair of crutches under his armpit. The tent instantly became quieter than the mourning hall. Qin Li was the first to react, raising his hand to block Chen Tang's sight with his wide sleeves.

He scolded in a low voice: "Asshole, what do you look like?"

The man was wearing only a pair of shorts, lying on the bed with a strip of cloth between his buttocks. The color of the shorts was close to the color of soy sauce, and it was estimated that he had not changed for a long time. As a man, Qin Li couldn't stand it.

My mistress is a girl!

!

Shen Tang tilted his head: “No need to make a fuss.”

Not to mention that she only showed her back, even if she lay on her back, it would be fine, because there was still a calf-nose trousers to cover the important parts? Even if it was not covered, the impact would not be great. In her previous life, Chen Tang was a painter, a homegirl in Hukou who supported her family with her craft.

Although she had very few memories of this, she remembered that her business scope was very wide, ranging from cheap private portraits to expensive commercial manuscripts, from emoticons to fan art, no matter whether it was to increase knowledge or to improve posture, she was involved in it. In her previous life, if she opened a strange webpage, a bunch of sexy animated pictures would pop up, both male and female, and male bodies were not unfamiliar to her.

I remember when she first traveled through time, she also drew secret play pictures!

Even though that job was snatched away by Yuan Liang, Chen Tang was confident that he could complete the task and satisfy the customer even without Yuan Liang!

Qin Lihan asked someone to put on his clothes. After a rustling sound, an embarrassed male voice reached Chen Tang's ears.

“Okay, okay.”

Only then did Qin Li lower his sleeves.

The man simply put on two pieces of clothes and half-knelt to apologize.

Chen Tang used his cane to hook a stool over and frowned, "What are you asking for? Aren't you injured?"

He pointed at the bed with his cane and said, "Sit back."

The man moved his hands and feet back stiffly, not caring about the itching and burning of the wounds. He looked at Qin Li with tears in his eyes and asked him why the new lord suddenly arrived.

Without any prior notice!

Chen Tang tensed her muscles, looking calm and elegant, but in fact she carefully placed her butt on the stool, making sure that the stool was sturdy and would not fall apart and embarrass her in public, before she put her weight down with confidence. Oh, don't ask her why she is so cautious, it's because she has a lot of experience! She sat on all the unqualified stools in the camp, and once sawdust even pierced her butt!

"Just now, Gong Su recommended you to me, saying that your ancestors for generations were all tomb robbers?" Chen Tang didn't exchange pleasantries, but went straight to the point, making a quick decision. In order to avoid making this person nervous, excessive muscle tension would be detrimental to wound healing, "So I came."

The man didn’t expect Chen Tang to come to him for this matter.

He was so scared that he couldn't talk properly and spoke in a hesitant manner.

"It is true, but Biao has retired from the business for many years..." He was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands. It takes a lot of courage to do tomb robbery, not to mention that he has been fighting and killing people on the battlefield for many years.

But he couldn't resist Qin Li's sinister look at him.

We have known each other for many years, when had I ever been treated like this

The pressure from Qin Li was far greater than that from the new lord Chen Tang. After all, Qin Li was his immediate superior who controlled everything.

Chen Tang slowed down his voice to comfort him: "It's not for the purpose of pursuing the matter. I just want to ask you for help with something, and I need to use your family's knowledge."

When the man heard this, he said in fear and trepidation: "My lord, please tell me. I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

He spoke with dignity, but he was in a dilemma. His lord had condescended to come to see him, and the task she asked him to do might be difficult to accomplish, and his life might even be in danger. But as a subordinate, he was ready to risk his life for her, so he couldn't refuse.

Chen Tang saw that he was evasive and knew that he was not sincere, so he did not expose him: "It is like this, your ancestors have been engaged in this business for many years, have you ever dug up anything strange?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "Weird things?"

Chen Tang pulled out a stack of papers from his bosom.

Hand it over to him for him to identify.

"Have you seen anything similar?"

The man took it respectfully with both hands, opened it with confidence, and his expression froze instantly; when he opened the next picture, his relaxed brows slightly wrinkled; when he opened the next one, not only his brows, but also his eyes were squeezed together, and there was a blur in his eyes.

He carefully identified and tried to recall, while Chen Tang also held his breath nervously, fearing that breathing too hard would affect the other party...

a long time-

After the man put down the drawing paper, Shen Tang waited for him to speak.

"How is it? Have you seen it up there?"

The man grabbed the drawing paper and said in confusion, "Who drew this? The thing on it doesn't look like anything."

No, who can recognize this painting

Even though he was knowledgeable, he couldn't recognize what those exaggerated balls of black thread and hideous scribbles were.

Chen Tang was surprised and asked, "How could it be? Isn't it hard to recognize?"

She drew it very clearly.

Look, this diamond ring, this big-belly TV, this monitor, and this smartphone, it has a waterfall screen!

The man thought Chen Tang had found a fraudulent painter, and he grunted, not knowing how to start: "Is this what the lord is looking for?"

Shen Tang nodded: "Yeah!"

The man stroked his lush beard that hadn't been shaved for seven or eight days, narrowed his narrow triangular eyes, and said tactfully: "Forgive me for my ignorance and stupidity. I can never recognize what other painters draw. My lord, why don't you let Gong Su draw it? I understand what he draws!"

Chen Tang was at a loss: "..."

Is this even bundled

Helplessly, she could only look at Qin Li.

"I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Gong Su with this matter."

Qin Li secretly glanced at the man, who gave him a flattering smile, clasped his fists slightly, and his eyes were full of pleading. He could only agree, and sent someone to get drawing paper and ink, and said humbly: "Li is not good at painting, please don't make fun of me, my lord."

As the next head of the royal family, Qin Li mainly studied the contents related to rituals and sacrifices. He only needed to learn the basics of the arts such as music, chess, calligraphy and painting, which can cultivate one's sentiments. In terms of painting skills, Qi Yuanliang commented that he was full of craftsmanship and had no spirit.

It's barely pleasing to the eye, not that great.

Chen Tang used gestures to describe the shape, size and color of the object, while Qin Li listened carefully and occasionally made corrections and scribblings on the drawing paper. The two of them "talked and I drew", and after a few rounds, they successfully finalized the draft. Chen Tang pointed at the content on the drawing paper and nodded with satisfaction.

She said to the man, "Yeah, that's it."

man:"… "

He cursed in his heart and questioned the unreliable painter who cheated Chen Tang. He asked - these ghostly painted talismans in his hand and the ones drawn by Gong Su, do they have anything to do with each other

My lord didn’t kill the previous painter

The man wanted to crumple the drawing paper in his hand and throw it away, but Chen Tang was reluctant to do so: "You can't throw it away. Paper is so expensive. You can process it later and make it into pulp and then make it into paper."

This is how the discarded paper in government offices is handled every day.

man:"… "

Chen Tang interrupted the man's thoughts: "Do you have any impression?"

Following Chen Tang's description, Gong Su drew more than 20 modern objects in a row. The man carefully read the pictures and descriptions of each one and shook his head: "I've never seen any of them."

Before Shen Tang felt disappointed, he heard the man say, "However, there are objects of similar materials in the manuscripts handed down from our ancestors, but they are rarely complete. I don't know what they are, and they emit a strange and pungent smell when burned."

Chen Tang was shocked: "Do you have it?"

The man shook his head: "It's worthless, no one wants it."

Chen Tang asked again: "Where can I receive it?"

"If it was three or five hundred years earlier, there might be more. We could have collected some by asking around. But now, it's very difficult to find."

Chen Tang naturally wanted to ask clearly: "Why?"

"Because those things are afraid of civil and military forces, the continent has been at war for years, and any piece of land has been plowed back and forth hundreds of times. Even if there are these things underground, they will disappear after a long time. But if the lord really wants to find them, it's not that there is no place for them."

"where?"

The man replied, "Places like the West Territory of Shiwu and the North Territory of Beimo are full of miasma and sparsely populated, so the possibility of finding them is greater. My lord, you can ask some merchants who go to these places to do business and ask them to bring them back."

“Are there any in these places?”

The man nodded and said, "There should be some. One of my ancestors once went to the West Territory of Shiwu to try his luck. It is said that there is a place called 'Sea and Sky Line' going westward. In addition to the dense miasma, there are many strange objects in that place. Every day when the tide rises, there will be strange tides that wash things ashore... According to the ancestor's speculation, these things should be the sea monsters..."

Chen Tang was surprised: "Siren?"

The man's eyes were filled with fascination and curiosity.

“Not only did our ancestors say so, but the survivors living there also said so. They also said that sea monsters would use the tides to bring garbage to the shore. Perhaps because of these things, the strange miasma in the western border has always been very heavy. It was also because of these miasma that most of the survivors there... look different from ordinary people..." As for how strange they were, the man had never seen it. He only knew that his ancestor fell ill and passed away not long after he came back.

I think it's because of the influence of miasma.

Shen Tang silently memorized these contents.

The Shiwu territory was now controlled by her. She could go visit the Shiwu West Territory when she had the chance. "Then what about the Northern Desert Territory? Is it the same as the Shiwu West Territory?"

The man shook his head: "No."

The Shiwuxi Territory was barely habitable, but the Northern Desert Territory was different. The temperature there was very low, and the further north you went, the more ice and snow there was. It was said that even a medium-level warrior could not stand the coldest place, and ordinary people would freeze to death if they went there.

Because the environment is extremely harsh, very few people set foot there.

There should be something that the lord drew under the ice here.

Whether you can find it depends on luck.

I think there will always be brave men under a big reward! As long as the money is enough, the merchants will definitely bring back what the lord wants.

The more Chen Tang listened, the more he became concerned.

Although she had not seen any hard evidence, she was basically certain that this place was the "future". As for what happened in the past, perhaps it would be revealed in the future. Was the miasma in those places related to the "ghost air" in the myth that Gong Xichou mentioned that day

By the time he left the tent, Chen Tang had calmed down.

Let's put these trivialities into a corner for now.

After all, archaeology is not her profession.

"Gong Su, please help me."

Qin Li said: "My lord, please speak."

"How far can your scribe's skills be applied?"