Chapter 550 A ghost weapon worth hundreds of millions!

In order to verify his thoughts, Lin Yi dug up two more coffins. Without exception, they were all filled with dead bones.

One of them, according to the epitaph, is a man named Zhang Ruishan.

This person is not as outstanding as the previous one. He only robbed a tomb once and has some achievements. However, he seems to have been abroad, so he enjoys the same treatment as the previous person.

Both coffins contained similar daggers of different sizes, but all were made of black gold.

Originally, Ji Yi was going to continue walking up, but he was surprised to find that a door was opened. The door was very large, three times larger than the one in the next room, and the decoration inside the room was also completely different.

It's like a presidential suite!

There were no footprints on the ground, and the hinge of the opened door was old, and the cracks that had been kicked in were quite decayed.

The outer edge of the coffin was full of dust, and there were many incense burners in the room surrounding the tomb, which were also full of dust.

The door has been open for a long time, and the coffin has been open for a long time.

On the epitaph next to him, a very familiar name came into view.

Zhang Qiling.

"It turned out to be the head of the Zhang family."

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows. Zhang Qiling is not just for the younger brother. Every generation of the head of the Zhang family will be called Zhang Qiling.

With slumped shoulders, he is the generation after the younger brother, Zhang Qiling.

"Is it possible that Lord Buddha and others are so addicted to tomb robbing that they don't even spare their own ancestral tombs?"

Huo Yu curiously looked at the situation in the room and asked curiously.

Lin Yi said: "Looking at the traces, it should be decades ago, and it is not Zhang Qishan."

Because the bones were exposed outside the coffin, many parts had turned into powder. There were still some cotton-like things in the coffin.

After opening the rotten quilt, we saw more than a dozen burial objects neatly arranged there. There were various jade pendants, two pieces of leather products that were so rotten that they could not be identified, etc.

There are three other locations where there are traces of items being placed, but the items have been taken away.

Ji Yi casually threw a bunch of agate to Huo Yu, and put all the remaining artifacts into his pocket.

Huo Yu looked at this bunch of ancient agates. They were very beautiful and rare. They were also the best among underworld artifacts. The market price was probably hundreds of thousands.

There are Tibetan inscriptions on these corals, indicating that this string of beads may have a provenance, and its actual value may be higher.

Just leave it to yourself?

However, when she saw that Lin Yi had collected all the remaining things, she decisively put the string of agate away.

This is considered a share of the pie for myself.

After Ji Yi searched the underworld weapon away, he found that there was a long strip shape. This long strip shape was more like the shape of a knife. Its size and outline were similar to the ancient black gold knife.

"Could it be that this coffin belongs to him?"

Ji Yi glanced at the family tree inside the coffin next to him.

It is clearly written on it that the name of the owner of the coffin is Zhang Ruitong.

This Zhang Ruixue had six children, two of whom also had descendants.

One of Zhang Ruitong's two grandsons is named: Zhang Qishan. Zhang Dafoye.

Huo Yu was surprised when he saw it and asked, "He is actually Buddha's grandfather?"

Lin Yi nodded and said, "Yes, Zhang Ruitong was the head of the Zhang family a hundred years ago and Zhang Qishan's grandfather."

Zhang Ruitong, the head of the Zhang family before me, is also a person with extremely pure Kirin bloodline.

It's a pity that Zhang Qishan's father married the daughter of a rich man in Changsha, and Zhang Qishan became a poor man.

Afterwards, Ji Yi simply opened these rooms one by one and looted all the dark weapons and black gold weapons inside.

By the time they had searched all the rooms, he had harvested two hundred artifacts.

Moreover, each piece is a carefully selected burial object and is priceless.

If they were all put up for auction, they would probably be worth nearly 100 million yuan.

With such a huge amount, it is much faster than robbing an ordinary ancient tomb.

This value takes off in minutes.

Although it may not be as good as Shirley Yang, she can still be regarded as a giant.

"Anyway, the Bronze Gate will be mine from now on. The Zhang family protects the Bronze Gate. So after rounding off, the things belonging to the Zhang family are still my own."

Lin Yi took these treasures with peace of mind.

Instead, Huo Yu saw Lin Yi taking away things one after another and not knowing where to put them.

It was as if there was a bottomless pit in Lin Yi's body.

Compared with Ji Yi's one or two hundred items, she touched her own string of agate.

I always feel a bit uncomfortable.

"Strange, this is not the tomb of Buddha's Zhang family. We have plundered Buddha's ancestral property. Why don't I feel wronged? I even feel a little bit wronged?"

"Sure enough, people who are close to Zhu are really red. After staying with Lin Yi for a long time, I have become a little shameless."

After cleaning up the treasures left behind by the Zhang family's ancestors, Lin Yi and Huo Yu climbed to the fifth floor.

From the outside, the Zhangjia Ancient Building seems to have eleven floors.

In fact, due to the internal structure, especially the level where the coffin is placed, it is extremely high, and there are actually only six levels.

This fifth floor is the top floor.

The other level is the underground palace under the quicksand.

The fifth floor is very low, only 1.5 meters, which is very small.

After entering, there was a strong smell of blood and the pungent smell of candles.

He glanced over and saw that the fifth floor was crowded with people in a small space.

There are still many traces of dried liquid on the ground. The liquid should have flowed out from where these people were lying. It has dried on the wooden floor, leaving deep red marks.

"This... these people are all dead! Buddha, is he also dead?"

After Huo Yu saw it, he couldn't help shouting in a low voice.

"You stay and watch, I'll go over and take a look."

Lin Yi gave an order and got in.

Those people are all corpses, too dead to be dead anymore.

Moreover, these people died for a very long time, but their bodies did not rot and were covered with a layer of mud-yellow something similar to agate glaze.

Even the eyes are the color of agate.

Ji Yi moved forward while cleaning the corpses, until finally, two corpses with familiar voices appeared in front of him, and his footsteps stopped.
Chapter completed!