Burning down my ex-husband's house! I won't raise these bastard children anymore

Soon they felt the power of a wave of Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers. Lin Panpan looked at them and said, "Hurry up and do it. These guys are really powerful. We'll throw them into the tent later."

These are indeed tomb robbers, but they cannot be wiped out.

Lin Weihua brought a group of people to throw everyone into the tent and considerately covered them with quilts.

Lin Panpan squatted down and picked up a piece of broken porcelain. She ran her fingertips over the rough surface and gritted her teeth in anger. "Stealing is one thing, but to ruin these treasures like this is a complete waste!"

She stood up and glanced at the vast expanse of white snow. "The snow is getting heavier. Our footprints will reveal our whereabouts. Let's go down the mountain from the west."

Everyone carried their bags and trudged forward in the wind and snow.

Back at Eagle's Beak Peak, Lin Panpan ordered his men to move all the packages into the inner room and lit a charcoal brazier in the center.

Lin Panpan put on gloves and carefully opened the package.

The green rust on the bronze ware exudes an ancient atmosphere under the firelight, and the eyebrows and eyes of the pottery figurines are lifelike.

Lin Feng came over and scratched his head: "Auntie, are these things worth the money?"

"It's more than just valuable!" Lin Panpan didn't even raise her head, her fingertips gently stroking the mane of a pottery horse from the Eastern Han Dynasty:

"These are all fine pieces from the Eastern Han Dynasty, and I have no intention of selling them.

I plan to dig a larger warehouse under Eagle's Beak Peak to hide all these treasures.

Ordinary people can't find this place at all. As long as you are careful, no one will find you."

Lin Panpan squatted beside the charcoal fire, the warm yellow flames dancing on her face.

Her eyes were fixed on the longsword in her hand. The blade was covered with mottled patina, but the exquisite patterns on it could not be concealed.

"This sword..." Lin Panpan stretched out her hand wearing a deerskin glove and gently stroked the sword. When she touched the faint inscription on the hilt, her pupils suddenly shrank.

Lin Feng came over curiously, and Lin Panpan immediately tilted the sword. With the help of the firelight, the words "Ma Yuan" gradually became clear.

"General Ma Yuan!" Lin Panpan's voice trembled. "A famous general in the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he conquered Jiaozhi in the south and Wuhuan in the north."

She stood up and glanced at the cultural relics piled on the side, and her thoughts quickly returned to the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"Ma Yuan was a military general, so there must be armor in his tomb." Lin Panpan walked quickly to a larger package.

After opening it, they found a bronze armor. Although some of the armor plates were scattered, it was still obvious that it was well-made, and the animal face patterns on the edge were lifelike.

She found several shield fragments in another package. The shields had intricate cloud patterns on them, which should have been used to highlight Ma Yuan's identity.

"Ma Yuan was often on the battlefield, so there should be military books recording the deployment of troops in his tomb." After hearing this, Lin Feng hurriedly rummaged through the many packages. After a while, he took out a rotten bamboo tube. Although the bamboo slips inside were broken, the words "Art of War" could be vaguely seen.

Lin Panpan squatted down again and continued to search, and saw a package containing more than a dozen silver ingots and a lot of copper coins.

"I didn't expect to dig up so many good things this time." Lin Panpan picked up a five-zhu coin and looked at it carefully in front of the charcoal fire.

At the auction, some Wuzhu coins in excellent condition and rare editions were sold at astonishingly high prices.

The Chize Wuzhu coins from the Emperor Wu period are rare due to their special casting process and are often sold at high prices in the auction market.

She picked up another silver ingot, and a scene from her previous life emerged in her mind: a silver ingot from the Eastern Han Dynasty was sold for millions at an auction in Hong Kong.

The silver ingot stolen this time is not inferior to that one in terms of craftsmanship or preservation condition.

Lin Panpan carefully put them away. At the bottom of the backpack, two terracotta figurines had been deformed and broken pieces of pottery were scattered around.

"What a pity!" She picked up a piece of broken fragment with heartache and gently stroked the texture on the surface of the pottery figurine. The delicate folds in the clothes and the lifelike facial expressions all demonstrated the exquisite pottery craftsmanship of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

She peeled away layers of straw, and several bronze artifacts gradually emerged.

The surface of the artifacts is covered with thick green rust. Although Lin Panpan has not done in-depth research on bronze artifacts, she can feel the extraordinaryness of these artifacts based on her years of experience.

A hint of dull metallic luster flashed through the cracks in the pottery.

Lin Panpan's heart moved, and she pushed aside the debris, and a bronze token appeared in front of her.

The token is engraved with the words "Tiger Talisman" and the back is engraved with a tiger head pattern. The tiger's eyes are wide open and surrounded by cloud patterns, showing its majesty.

"Oh my god, this is the token the general uses to go to war!" Lin Panpan said with a sigh, "I must let Gu Mobai see it."

After they put all the antiques in the basement, Lin Panpan pulled out a wad of money and said, "100 yuan for each person going out with us today. Third brother, go distribute it and tell them that we won't be going out for the next few days. Get some rest!"

Lin Feng rubbed his red, frozen hands and said, "Ah? Is this the end of it?"

Lin Panpan looked at the snowflakes falling at the cave entrance, her brows knitted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

“We just came out of the mountains this time, and Fatty Pang must have heard the news.

He is not a pushover and will definitely send people to investigate everywhere.

During the New Year period, we should stay put. It is too dangerous to rush into the mountains."

Lin Panpan looked at Lin Feng and said, "Go find Lao Jia tomorrow and ask him to find a few smart young men to follow Fatty Pang and Boss Ye."

Lin Feng nodded and said, "I understand."

The next morning, snowflakes fell heavily, covering the whole world with a layer of white coat.

Fatty Pang paced back and forth in the tent, his heavy boots stepping on the ground and raising clouds of dust.

"What's going on? How could everything be gone overnight?

Who on earth is so bold as to touch my things? " Fatty Pang's eyes were red and veins bulged on his forehead.

A shrill voice suddenly emerged from the back of the crowd: "Fat Brother, could this... could this be caused by that zongzi we encountered yesterday?"

"Idiot!" Pang Pang was furious, his beard shaking violently as he roared:

"After so many years of tomb robbing, you still believe in these ghosts and gods!

Someone must be targeting us and wants to steal our business!"

Fatty Pang and a few of his confidants searched carefully along the mountain ridge. Their lips turned purple and their hands and feet were numb from the cold, but they found no clues.

Fatty Pang panted heavily and kicked the snow at his feet. "Search for them all! If we can't find them, no one can go back!"

Lin Panpan had just arrived home with a dozen hares, three pheasants, and a roe deer when she saw Gu Mobai approaching from a distance and asked, "Did you go hunting in the mountains?"

Lin Panpan smiled and said, "Yes! Why are you here?"

Gu Mobai pursed his lips and said, "If I don't come, will you come to find me? You seem to be having a lot of fun..."

He Feiqi beside him sighed and said, "Sister Panpan, the boss's parents are here..."