Chapter 141 Tomb of a Thousand People?
[Tombstone, Dashun Dynasty 1646, value 5].

……

Half past four in the afternoon.

Wang Chen was shoveling.

He stared expressionlessly at the twenty or so tombstones piled in front of him.

Some of these tombstones are of different sizes and uneven shapes.

Like it was hastily made.

After a few minutes.

"Brothers, the host is a little hungry, let's replenish our energy before digging."

Wang Chen put down the shovel, sat on the pile of earth, took out the dried meat from his backpack and stuffed it into his mouth.

Digging is not just a simple physical job, it is really tiring.

Netizens were discussing the matter, and foreign netizens were both shocked and excited.

There are 65 million people online in the live broadcast room.

"Dozens of tombstones are too fake. Is this a script?"

"Fuck your script. Go ask Lao Wang about his legendary treasure-hunting experience. He traded 2 billion in an ancient tomb on the spot. You call that a script?"

"Lao Wang, take a rest. Don't get too tired. At worst, we can work overtime tonight."

"Dig quick, dig quick, old king Smita!"

Wang Chen rested for a while and prepared to continue digging.

I thought about it.

He took out his cell phone and called Su Longfan.

Although the ancient tomb has not been excavated yet, the presence of so many tombstones from the Dashun Dynasty in this place shows that it is definitely not a simple place.

Even if there is no ancient tomb, there is still value in excavating underground.

At this moment, archaeological teams across the country are paying attention to Wang Chen's progress.

The Haicheng archaeological team fell into collective silence.

Dozens of tombstones from the Dashun Dynasty were dug out. Could there really be an ancient tomb in this place?
Why didn’t they find out!?
It's getting late.

Wang Chen set up a large panel lamp nearby, and mosquitoes were attracted and circled around the lamp.

He had just dug for two hours and unearthed more than twenty tombstones.

These tombstones alone can be sold for two to three million.

Another twenty minutes passed.

With a clang, there was a sound.

The shovel hit something.

Hints emerged from the clod of dirt.

[Kunu brand, Dashun year 1644, material: iron, value 5000 yuan].

"Ku Nu brand?"

“Is this a slave identification card from the Dashun Dynasty???”

Wang Chen picked up a rusty waist badge from the dirt:

"Brothers, we dug up a badge. It should be the identity badge of ancient slaves."

Netizens stared blankly.

"It's just a piece of iron."

"If Lao Wang says so, then it is!"

"Why are there slave ID tags in this place?"

"Don't talk. Wait for Lao Wang to talk to us."

Wang Chen glanced at the comments and said, "I have some guesses now, but it's hard to be sure. Let's keep digging!"

Wang Chen began to feel puzzled when he picked up the scattered antiques on the mountain.

Until the waist badges and tombstones of the soldiers of the Dashun Dynasty were discovered, followed by slave badges.

He suspected that Li Chuangwang had been to this mountain!

If it was Li Zicheng who came here, then everything would make sense.

The mystery of all mysteries is about to come to light.

But he wasn't sure yet.

Hold on to the shovel and keep digging.

"Puff puff……"

"clang!"

[Slave brand, Dashun year 1644, material: iron. Value 5000 yuan].

"clang!"

[Slave brand, Dashun year 1644, material: iron. Value 5000 yuan].

Netizens were dumbfounded.

"Where did you get so many ID cards?"

"Shit, was there a mausoleum built here in ancient times? I heard that the mausoleums were built by capturing able-bodied slaves and then killing them in the end!"

"Something big must have happened here! These slaves were all killed, but the only strange thing is why the slaves have tombstones."

The pit has been dug to a depth of four meters.

at this time.

Wang Chen dug out a shovel of soil, and inside it there was a white bone that looked like a dead tree.

"bone?"

Wang Chen was stunned. Treasure hunting tips appeared on the bones.

【A thousand-person grave, value:? 】

"hiss!"

Wang Chen took a breath of cold air.

A mass grave of a thousand people?

There were once a thousand people buried under these feet?
What is going on? Why are there a thousand people buried in one place? Could it be that Luofeng Mountain really had a mausoleum built, and these were all slaves who were silenced?
But this shouldn't be the case. If they really built the mausoleum with such a big fuss, it must be quite large, and it should have been discovered...

"Old Wang, why don't you dig anymore?"

"Dig quickly! I want to know what's underneath."

Netizens sent barrages to urge.

Wang Chen took a deep breath. At this moment, he felt that the wind blowing around him was eerie.

"Brothers, this place is not suitable for digging!"

"Look at this."

He gave the camera to Bones.

"We just dug up so many tombstones and slave tags, and now we've dug up bones. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a mass grave where many people are buried!"

"Don't scare me so late at night."

"Is this true? Are you making up a story, Old Wang?"

"I think what Lao Wang said is right. We just dug up nearly a hundred tombstones and then we found identity cards. This is consistent with an ancient grave."

"This is a dead body pit! It's too scary, Lao Wang, get out of here right away!"

Experts from all over the world were excited.

"Lao Wang, dig deeper and I'll give you a gift!"

Wang Chen looked at the "?" value given by the system and fell into deep thought.

"?"

what does this mean,
Is it valuable or not? Give me a straight answer!
I thought about it.

He plans to dig in another location.

As expected, there were probably only bones underneath, and no golden light. He dug gently a few more times and found a few leg bones.

He went up and spent an hour filling the soil back.

Next, we came to the edge of the mass grave and started digging.

First, the tombstone.

The second place is the tombstone.

The third place...

"Old Wang is really brave. He stood on a grave in the wilderness to dig for treasure..."

"I would be scared to death."

"Don't worry, Lao Wang, dig. I'll burn some incense for you. May the Buddha bless you tonight!"

Just when Wang Chen was about to give up digging tomorrow.

With a clang, there was a sound.

The shovel hit a stone slab.

[Gao Jie's sarcophagus, Dashun Dynasty 1947, worth 200 million].

"Gao Jie's sarcophagus!?"

“This…matches!”

Wang Chen was suddenly excited.

If he remembered correctly, the name Gao Jie, or the person called Gao Jie, was a general under Li Chuangwang.

However, later on, Gao Jie not only betrayed Li Chuangwang, but also cuckolded him, making him the person Li Chuangwang hated most in his life.

If Gao Jie appeared here, then Li Chuangwang must have appeared here as well!
The people watching the live broadcast were shocked.

"Holy crap! Lao Wang dug up a coffin!"

"There really is an ancient tomb in this place, hahahaha. The Haicheng archaeological team must be regretting this."

"Don't be too happy too soon. This is just a coffin. It can't be considered an ancient tomb. It's too simple and definitely not worth much."

"Old Wang, open it quickly!"

Wang Chen didn't need netizens to remind him. He used a shovel to pry open the seam of the coffin, and the stone slab fell to the ground.

Inside was a white corpse.

And a sword.

To everyone's horror.

The corpse's limbs were nailed to the coffin board with iron nails.
A rusty iron sword was stuck in the head.

"How horrible! Why is this person so miserable?"

"Is it because you are a disobedient slave?"

"I think this slave must have cuckolded the person who killed him, otherwise he would have been nailed in the coffin after his death!"

Netizens swallowed their saliva.

It's too creepy late at night.

Wang Chen looked at it for a while and said, "In ancient times, if someone was buried in a stone coffin, it was generally divided into two situations. One was for dignitaries, who would use a stone room arranged according to Feng Shui. The other was for revenge burials, because for ordinary people, being buried in a stone coffin meant that they would never be able to turn over, and it was considered a burial without descendants."

"From the fact that this corpse was nailed with iron nails, it is not difficult to guess that he must have offended someone."

I didn't watch the barrage.
Wang Chen pulled out the iron sword from the coffin and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, he was surprised to find something.

There was actually a word "Li" on the iron sword.

(End of this chapter)