Chapter 695： Not from their old ghost

Chapter 695 is not from their old ghost

“Yes, I can count.”

Qian Pang looked at Shuyue, praised her without conscience, and then said, "Go and play with your little brother. Their boy should be able to play marbles, let him teach you."

Shuyue rolled her eyes in her heart, but there was still a look of curiosity on her face.

The beads were counted in front of several of them. Her goal was achieved, so she naturally had no intention of staying any longer. She turned around and walked up to the small platform outside the stone door with her short legs.

Qian Pang saw Shuyue approaching the boy washing the pots on the stone platform, helping to wash the sweet potatoes. He also chirped and asked her what marbles were and whether they were the beads for slingshots. He also asked her to teach her how to shoot birds with a slingshot. One pump.

Fine!

A slingshot is a slingshot!

The beads can also be seen as marbles.

He then looked at Lu Jingyi, Lu Jingyi and Dr. Yun.

Lu Jingyi held the remaining half bowl of soup, leaned on his table, and pointed at the hole in the ground, "It's not important to see what's going on. The important thing is that these are not the things of their old ghosts, and of course, they are not from the Japanese country." "Human."

The clothes inside are a long gown, a double-breasted mandarin jacket, and a melon skin hat.

After the demise of the previous dynasty, this kind of clothing almost disappeared.

When the old ghost of the Feng family left the Feng family, the previous dynasty had been destroyed for decades. It was impossible for him to wear these when he went out.

Besides, what is that yellow mantle? It was a gift from the emperor before. The Feng family did not have such a promising ancestor.

Contrary to these, the contents of the cloth package next to the skull were made of ocean and gold bars, but they seemed to belong to an old ghost.

Qian Pang's eyes narrowed even further. He also had some guesses about this. He looked at Yunlan again.

Yunlan pointed to the jade box and some small porcelain bottles that he had opened, "The medicinal materials are all good, well preserved, and the loss of medicinal properties is not very serious. I also found several ginseng branches, one thousand years old, one five hundred years old, two A hundred years old.”

Yun Lan's family has been a family of imperial doctors for several generations, and now the head of the family is a master of Chinese medicine. He has been exposed to the influence of his family since he was a child, and many of his descendants have produced good doctors.

But their family has accumulated it over many generations, and they only have one root of Millennium Ginseng in their house.

Of course this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is...

"I found an empty porcelain bottle in that pile of things. The mouth of the bottle was uncorked, and there was no powder or dust inside. However, the mouth of the bottle was black. I tried it and found that it was poison. I initially suspected that it was poisoned by the skeleton. The poison should be the same."

Hearing this, Qian Pang’s mouth twitched.

“No one would use their own poison to poison themselves to death, right?”

Especially the old ghost of the Feng family, it is said that he has always wanted to live forever.

The matter is already very clear. The pile of things in this stone room definitely cannot belong to the Feng family.

Fatty Qian slapped his thigh and said, "This is good."

Although he felt a lot of pain looking at the pile of things, it was better to leave it to the superiors than to the Feng family.

He suddenly thought of the bead again.

Last time, Qian Pang and Lu Jingyuan followed Nan Qingyuan and the others back to Yan Xiao's house. They met Lin Jiaojiao and his grandson from the Feng family. Qian Pang and Lu Jingyuan got a bead from the grandson.

Several people have been studying it for a long time, but they haven't figured out the reason.

However, their people have found out that the Feng family has collected dozens of them. Now suddenly the beads appeared again. There were at least thirty or forty beads in that jar...

Fatty Qian didn't think it was a simple thing anymore.

Lu Jingyi drank the soup carelessly and did not interrupt.

However, his hand was in his pocket, and there was a bead in it. He was silently running the Secret of Immortality, feeling the energy in the bead, but he couldn't pull it out, and he was thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)