Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 819: Bronze Demon Ding

Then I lay on the floor with two bundles of dry wood nearby and went to bed. By around 2 pm, Tail Jade woke me up, and it was just in the afternoon, the best time of the day.

This time, Hao's father and son had everything ready. I sat on the floor and filled myself with a bowl of sparkling water. Then I stuck one of the broken broomsticks in the hole, went in and swept it at the bottom, and then jumped back out of the hole.

Finally, I soaked the broom in an iron barrel filled with black dog blood and went back into the hole and dug it up with a shovel.

Whenever I encounter resistance or a tendency for black gas to rise again, I grab a broom stained with black dog blood and tap it, and the yin qi is contained!

I've been digging for more than two hours, and I'm really tired, sitting on the floor with a big mouthful of breath, somewhat unbalanced.

Master didn't ask for fame to come help them, don't thank them, now I play for them, but none of them stayed to help! To think of it, I threw the shovel to the ground angrily, but I heard the sound of a metal collision.

When I heard the sound, I picked up the shovel and shoveled it around again. After confirming that I had heard correctly, the whole person seemed to have dug up the chicken blood as hard as possible, and soon saw a dark green corner.

It was full of mold, and I rubbed it with my hand and found it to be a bronze appliance.

I tried to dig it up faster, but I didn't think it was a big guy. I couldn't dig it up by myself, so I looked up and greeted Xiaolong to call the other villagers.

The villagers who received the information immediately rushed in with ropes, crowbars and shovels to help, and a group of us kept digging underground and digging the surrounding area into a circular tunnel, so that we could see exactly what was hidden in the dirt?

Bronze Ding, this is a 3 or 5 meter tall bronze Ding!

When they saw this scene, the villagers boiled down. If it was a monument of this magnitude, it would most likely be a monument at the national treasure level, and they dug harder.

How powerful are the people? With the help of the villagers, we'll dig up all the holes in no time. How can I get this bronze ring out? Then Uncle Hao greeted us up.

Turns out Uncle Hao knew this guy was difficult to lift. He deliberately invited a crane to help him. With the help of a crane, he pulled the bronze ding directly from the ground!

The villagers came around without curiosity, and many more asked me what it was.

Ding is a symbol of power. Although Qin has also made it in the future, few are as large as this, so I can conclude that this is the ancient Ding produced in the Xia Shang Wednesday dynasty.

It must be for sacrifice, but I can't tell you exactly which dynasty which monarch was in power?

This is about whether I can identify the spirits and think about it and send it to the T-shirt guy.

In his eyes, it shouldn't be difficult to identify this Ding!

As several young villagers posted pictures on their phones, the incident quickly shook up the town government and even the county government, and shortly after a bus arrived, including a number of so-called experts.

I don't have a cold at all with those experts, and besides, I have self-knowledge, and I understand that this kind of bronze ring is not something I can do.

They tried to pull it away directly, but the villagers refused to live, and a period of deadlock broke out.

The leaders of the relevant departments obstructed the feelings of the villagers, so they had to put the bronze dings here for the time being, but they wedged a few thick wooden stakes in their thighs outside, and then wrapped the ancient dings to death with iron chains, making it clear that they were to be handed over to the State.

As a reward for the exodus, the relevant departments contacted professional drilling teams to investigate possible waters nearby. The wells were completed on the same day, and the villagers almost ran out of domestic water.

The drought in the village for some time, even thirsty several people, it was an unknown attitude, and it turned out that a cultural relic had just been released, and it was immediately sent to drill wells. Is that ironic?

Now that the drought here has been resolved, I should have walked, but the Yin Spirit only appeared once in my dream.

I'm scared the guy's gonna screw up again after I leave, so I need to find out who it really is.

The T-shirt man called me back soon, and he definitely said, "Don't doubt it, this is the bronze dick used during the King's sacrifice to the heavens during the merchant era! ”

The T-shirt man came here for a moment and lowered his voice: “And most likely it was used by Dyson. If it really is, I'm afraid you can't handle it...”

The more excited he gets, the more straightforward he ends up telling me that if I get involved with Dessin, I could probably get killed by it.

T-shirt men never joke about such things, I can't help but get nervous.

Dyshin is actually the famous merchant king of history, legend has it that he is powerful, can pull nine cows by himself, and talented, that is to say, he will govern the country more and more in the future.

However, there was an unexpected wind and cloud. Just as Di Xin sent all the troops of the Shang Dynasty to prepare for an expedition to other towns, the ambitious Zhou Wu Wang suddenly rebelled and came in mad.

Seeing the rebel soldiers approaching the city, Dyshin sighed and eventually burned himself to death, and the merchant dynasty followed.

In order to obliterate his counter-name, King Zhou Wu tried everything he could to discredit the dead Dyshin. For example, Di Xin adores the demon queen Da himself, is obscene, digs the minister's heart and liver, maims loyalty, sets up artillery tortures, and so on.

Combined with the influence of the next generation novel, "Enchantment of Divine Morality", everyone identified Dyshin as a tyrant, Dyshin can be said to be the most miserable monarch in history...

His son betrayed him, took his throne, died without a corpse, and his people spit on him.

Dyshin's resentment must have reached a terrible level over the years! If it really matches, I don't think I have a chance.

“I think... I've already pissed it off. ”

Looking back at the last time I came to my shadow, I suddenly felt a little scared, weak to say to the T-shirt man.

The T-shirt man was silent for half a day, biting his teeth and saying: "Send me the address and I'll go check it out! ”

He still cared so much about me. I was warm in my heart and just wanted to give the address and thought again. Seriously, he said: "You don't have to worry about it. If there is trouble, I will call you for help, trust me I can handle it. ”

“Be careful! ”

He was never a crap man, and I didn't need him to come and hang up.

After hanging up the phone, I quickly asked Uncle Hao to cook a pot of green bean soup and concentrate it in a single tank.

Then I called all the people involved in the digging, and I asked them to take a bath in turn.

Whether the Yin Spirit is Dyshin or not, the person it hates most at this moment should be me, and these people involved in the digging of the pit, though dangerous, are not as serious as I am.

Green beans are yin, green bean soup can pull the yin out of the human body well, making it difficult to find them in an instant even if the spirits are powerful!

Seeing me so hard to make them soak up green bean soup, the smart villagers realized something was wrong, several people asked me if something bad was going to happen?

I didn't hide it, but I didn't frighten them. Tell them the truth, and let them go home early. It's best to close the doors and windows at night, let alone walk outside.

After listening, everyone left. Only Hao's father and son were left. From their eyes, they were scared, only worried that I was ashamed to leave.

“Uncle Hao, take Xiaolong back first, if that thing is going to come... it's useless for you to stay! ”

I waved them away with a bitter smile. Uncle Hao stared at me for a while and sighed heavily and dragged Xiaolong home.