After having nothing to do, Ling Junsheng sighed after reading the national treasure: "You are so powerful in treasure hunting. You can actually collect so many heavy weapons in just a short time, which is amazing."

Looking at the same shocked expressions of Geng Baochang and Manager Wu, Wen Yiming said modestly: "The more you look for treasures, the more you feel. Rather than saying that it is my treasure hunt, it is more appropriate for the baby to see the light of the sky again with the help of my hands!"

Everyone laughed. No matter what they said, it would be a great thing to return more lost national treasures. Ling Junsheng suddenly suggested: "Originally, we wanted to arrange exhibition halls according to the type, such as calligraphy halls, porcelain halls, and weapons halls, but in this situation, I have new ideas..."

"Do you want to just divide it according to the dynasty?" Geng Baochang seemed to understand the other party's meaning and continued: "The national treasures found are of various types, but each piece can represent the prosperity and style of an era, so..."

"Just design the exhibition hall directly according to the dynasty to display the humanistic style of each dynasty in all aspects. This will not only make the audience interesting, but also more representative."

Several people nodded at the same time. In fact, Wen Yiming had this idea for a long time. After all, he searched for treasures from all over the world, and found a variety of kinds, and everything. Today is a magic weapon, and tomorrow may be a golden jade robes, especially some niche national treasures, which are the first in China.

Several old men began to discuss how to design the exhibition hall environment, create a special exhibition hall according to the styles of different dynasties, and fully display the unique style of the baby.

Yunlongling Villa has been completed and can be moved in in the next two days. There are more than a dozen houses and a back garden, four or five thousand square meters, which is definitely enough.

Wen Yiming spent two days communicating with the decoration company about the remaining details. The Heihu team prepared material things and took two days off to continue the treasure hunt.

"Tomb robbers have different purposes. Some are for making money, some are for revenge, and some are for stimulating tomb robbers. But have you heard of some people for curiosity?"

Everyone had finished rectifying and set off again. On the way, Wen Yiming leisurely wrapped the four agate buildings walnuts and smiled: "Wen Fangzhi, the governor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, was a non-mainstream among tomb robbers, and was extremely curious, and finally got his life in it."

"He is not only able to lead troops to fight, but also has a high artistic talent, especially in calligraphy and painting. In theory, people who have outstanding achievements in art and political achievements should be cheerful and open-minded. But on the contrary, Wen Fang is extremely arrogant, very paranoid, curious, and stubborn."

The people in the car are fully focused and are looking forward to the following article. Every time they come out to hunt for treasures, they can not only increase their knowledge, but also obtain rare treasures, and can also practice the way for heaven and return national treasures, and win three goals at one fell swoop.

"One day Wen Fangzhi was sitting and reading at home, and was very leisurely. He decided to go to the garden to relax. The garden was very beautiful and flowers bloom all year round. It was spring, and it was naturally prosperous and full of flowers. He continued to walk along the corridor, preparing to go to the lake to see the spring scenery. As soon as he turned over the rockery, he saw several servants gathered together under the big willow tree and discussing."

"Under normal circumstances, he, who claimed to be a literati, disdained the discussions of these servants. But he didn't know what was wrong that day, and he really wanted to hear what they were talking about. So he quietly approached and it turned out that they were talking about a tomb called Wang Shixie."

"It is rumored that supernatural events often occur in the tombs, and the surroundings are surrounded by a mysterious and thick fog all year round. Some people often see shadows entering and leaving."

"Wen Fangzhi was very surprised after hearing this, but he was born to be a person who did not believe in ghosts and gods. He was very curious and determined to figure this out."

"This Wang Shixie was born in the late Han Dynasty. There are many strange legends about his tomb. From the Han Dynasty to the Eastern Jin Dynasty and after hundreds of years and after war, many people once wanted to attack Wang Shixie's tomb, trying to steal the burial objects inside. However, these tomb robbers failed because of some strange things, and the tomb is still intact."

It is said that a tomb robber does not believe in evil. He took advantage of the dark and high winds and secretly came to Wang Shixie's tomb with an axe, a shovel and other tools. After digging a few times, suddenly there was a low and terrifying sound behind him."

"The head of the tomb robber is a little bolder. He glanced back gently and almost scared him to death. He saw a man with a pale face and his feet off the ground standing behind him. The slight wind actually blew out of him!"

"Later, the more he spread it, it became a local myth. But the more he did, the more interested he was in Wang Shixie's tomb, and he couldn't wait to run to the cemetery with his soldiers. Wen Fangzhi had been through the battlefield for a long time and was no longer afraid of death. His soldiers had also fought for many years, and they were all afraid of death. They were still ready to try."

"The weather was very good that day, the sun was shining brightly and the cloudless. The vast team rushed to Wang Shixie's tomb with high morale. The people heard that they were going to dig Wang Shixie's tomb, and driven by curiosity, they all surrounded them with them. Although the people were a little scared, they were many people after all, and their curiosity defeated their fear of ghosts."

"When I arrived at Wang Shixie's tomb, Wen Fang got off his horse and checked it carefully. Although the tomb had been war-torn for hundreds of years, it was still well preserved. Not only did the tombstone not have any traces of damage, but even the words on it were very clear."

"After the order, the soldiers flocked to excavate. As soon as they dug out the tombstone, something strange happened."

Wen Yiming deliberately looked heavy and lowered his voice, "I saw strong winds blowing, sand and stones flying. The sky that was clear just now was filled with dark clouds, as if it was about to press over everyone's heads."

"Suddenly, lightning and thunder roared, and it started to rain heavily. The rain slapped the soldiers in the faces and could not dig the tomb. Wen Fangzhi had to order the soldiers to stop and shelter from the rain. The first tomb dig failed."

"Wen Fangzhi walked back in frustration, and even more surprised that the weather was clear on the way back to the city, and the rain seemed to be just falling near Wang Shixie's tomb. The city was still shining brightly, just like when they left the city."

Heifeng opened her mouth and said in surprise: "So magical?"

Wen Yiming shook his head and continued, "Of course Wen Fangzhi would not give up, but was even more curious about the tomb. Curiosity tortured him, and he didn't sleep all night, and he led the team to set off at dawn. It was also sunny. After arriving at the tomb, everyone was shocked. The tombstone that was clearly dug yesterday actually grew back? Even the digging soil was filled back!"

"This time the soldiers were talking quietly, but Wen Fangzhi didn't believe in evil. He thought this was done secretly by the onlookers after they went back and ordered the soldiers to continue digging the tomb. The soldiers had to continue digging. Nothing happened when they dug the tombstone. Not long after, they successfully dug the coffin inside the tomb."

"A small follower next to Wen Fangzhi ran forward to compete for favor, swung his axe and was about to chop. Suddenly, a shocking thunder sounded, and a bunch of fireballs rushed towards the soldiers, and the soldiers hurriedly avoided. After the thunder sounded, Xiao Sui was already foaming at the mouth and died. The soldiers were all frightened by this scene and never dared to approach the coffin again."

"If it were someone else who saw this situation, he had given up long ago, but Wen Fangzhi was very paranoid and did not listen to others' advice. He pulled out his sword and chopped it at the coffin. The coffin was cut open by him, and there was no abnormality found inside except for the well-preserved skeleton."

"He smiled to the sky, and the legendary tomb was just like this. He lost interest in it, so he took his soldiers back to the city with arrogance. Suddenly, the mount under his crotch rushed forward, whether it was frightened or other reasons."

"He was thinking about something else, and he was not wary of this always very docile horse. With a scream, the wind stopped suddenly, and the soldiers hurriedly searched for Wen Fangzhi who was carried away by the frightened horse."

"The horse stopped in the pile of rocks, and Wen Fangzhi's head hit the big rock, blood was everywhere, and he died. His eyes were still open in horror, as if he saw something very terrifying."

Everyone breathed a lot, and a thought flashed through their minds: "no zuo no die!"
Chapter completed!