Live expedition from tomb raiding

At this time in the original book, Comrade Wu Xie didn't think of this. '

'Is it my reason? '

Ding Ze pondered for a while, and felt that this should be the case.

So, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Wu Xie.

Thinking about it from another angle, the progress is fast, and the days of innocence must be reduced... Comrade Wu Xie, don't hate me in the future. '

Ding Ze muttered silently.

At this time, Lao Tiao made a sound, and asked Wu Xie suspiciously, "What is the important purpose?"

Wu Xie: "I don't know, maybe there will be relevant clues in the ancient tomb below. This cave is just above the ancient tomb, so it shouldn't be a coincidence."

Old Tick heard it, "Well, then don't—don't waste time here, think quickly—find a way to get to the ancient tomb."

As Old Itch said, he was about to lift his foot and leave.

Ding Ze saw it and thought it was time to speak, "Wait, don't worry, there is still something strange in this coffin."

Hear this.

Wu Xie and Lao Xie looked at Ding Ze together: "?????"

Wu Xie asked curiously, "What?"

Ding Ze didn't talk nonsense, Ma Liu moved the black gold dagger, and pointed at a relatively large piece of bluish-black debris next to the head of the skeleton, which was only slightly covered by the dark mixture of dust and corpse fluid.

Before Wu Xie and the other two came over just now, he had already looked it over and determined that this fragment, and the other fragments that were almost completely covered by the dark mixture and only a little bit exposed, should be part of the tartar hat.

However, he is not Master Liang after all, he has only seen tartar hats on TV before, and has never seen anything.

therefore.

'The next step is to test your acting skills! '

'Not only must Wu Xie and Lao You not see the problem, but the hundreds of millions of sand sculpture viewers in the live broadcast room cannot find the problem. '

'It's so hard for me! '

For a while, Ding Ze was full of inner drama.

until.

Wu Xie glanced at him for the first time, stared at it for a while, then heard a voice, and asked suspiciously, "What is that? It doesn't look like a bone, but a funeral artifact?"

Ding Ze stopped his wild thoughts and returned to reality.

"This man was murdered. In theory, there shouldn't be any weapons in the coffin."

Ding Ze replied, "Combining the location of this fragment and the other fragments that can be vaguely seen beside it... I guess, these fragments may have been a whole in the first place, and they may be located on this person's head. "

In order to be reasonable, Ding Ze didn't say much, and he couldn't say too much.

Therefore, after expressing his thoughts in this way, Ding Ze didn't delay, and with a movement of his wrist, he used the black gold dagger to poke the dark mixture wrapped in fragments.

soon.

Fragments near complete, presented.

When Wu Xie saw it, his eyes widened immediately, "This fragment looks like a part of a helmet or a bamboo hat..."

Before Wu Xie finished speaking, suddenly, he reached into the coffin, picked up the fragments, wiped off the disgusting mixture on the fragments, and observed closely.

this observation.

Geek!

Just as it should be taken for granted, Wu Xie shook his body suddenly and said in shock, "It's not a helmet, it's a tartar hat!"

When Ding Ze heard this, he was concerned that the sand sculpture audience would be suspicious, so he naturally couldn't say anything, so he had to act wildly, acting as if he was a little curious, and asked instead of being passive.

"I don't know much about tartar hats. You are an antique dealer. Do you know much? Can you roughly identify this person's identity based on this thing?"

These words are actually not in line with the status of an expert he has always played.

However, he felt that Wu Xie should not have any doubts about this.

After all, no one is omnipotent, and it's normal to have things you don't know.

As it turns out, he was right.

Wu Xie didn't doubt it, and said directly, "I don't know much."

"As far as I know, Tartar hats are divided into warm hats and cool hats."

"The piece, without the lining, is the straw hat, which means the man was killed around summertime."

"Then, if you want to distinguish the identity of this person, you have to look at the flower feathers on this tartar hat...there are flower feathers on the tartar hats of upright officials. Different flower feathers represent different identities..."

Wu Xie said so in one breath, and then reached into the coffin again, groping, and continued, "Since there are fragments of the tartar hat in this coffin, there should also be fragments of flower feathers."

After a while.

"Have it!"

Wu Xie pinched a small fragment, said something, and then, not caring about the disgust at all, quickly wiped the fragment clean.

next second.

Not long after.

Wu Xie was taken aback again, took a deep breath, and made a contribution to global warming, "Damn! This is peacock feather!"

"Anyone who wears a peacock plume must be an official of rank five or higher!"

"How could this kind of official die in this kind of place, and was murdered..."

Wu Xie was surprised for a while.

Shocked and startled, suddenly, he turned his head abruptly, and quickly looked around again. At the same time, the horror in his eyes increased several times in an instant.

"What the hell, these coffins are all about the same, there is basically no distinction between high and low."

"Then if, this person was really an official of the fifth grade or above in life... What about the people in the other coffins?"

"Could it be, they are all officials above the fifth rank!"