Snap!

Pan Shengcheng slapped himself hard on the head.

Then he reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then widened his eyes and stared at the burglar's hole.

The muscles in the face are twisted.

With a bit of fear, he staggered to the entrance of the robbery cave and shouted inside: "Old man Wu, Zhang Qitian, are you okay? That idiot is crazy... He actually jumped in directly... I didn't stop you, listen.

When you arrive, just answer!"

The sound was very loud, causing a crisp echo in the cave.

Huhu...

The waves of cold air hit his face, making him feel cold all over.

Just when Pan Shengcheng thought something was really going on...

But there was an unceremonious roar from inside: "Shengcheng, what nonsense are you talking about? Why are you dawdling? By the way, is that little brother in weird clothes still there?"

"No, he's no longer here...he..."

Pan Shengcheng's mind suddenly went blank. When he heard Wu Sanri's voice, he felt like he was dreaming.

"Not there? Great, this is a good opportunity. You bring all the tools in... Also, come in quickly and remove the rope for me! There will never be only one exit in any tomb...

When we enter the tomb, we will destroy the entrance, take away the things inside, and then dig an exit from another place, and all the things inside will belong to us!"

Wu Sanri was extremely excited.

But after saying this, Pan Shengcheng, who was still in the inner courtyard, looked even uglier. He had clearly seen Ye Bei jump in just now, but now, Wu Sanri in the tomb didn't seem to notice Ye Bei at all?

…

The tomb is very cold inside, because it is underground, and there is not even a trace of light.

However, when Ye Bei appeared, some candles on the wall automatically burned, and the dusty lampshades still could not block the bright light.

The tomb is huge!

At least two hundred square meters.

The candlelight illuminated the place, and Ye Bei stood there, his eyes becoming more leisurely.

because……

The architectural style in front of him was really familiar to him.

On the edge of the east wall is a huge golden nanmu bookshelf, on which are neatly placed a large number of unique historical books that Ye Bei once wrote on bamboo slips on a whim!

It contains an analysis of the disappearance of gods and Buddhas all over the sky overnight.

There are also some strange things that Ye Bei encountered while traveling in the mountains and rivers in ancient times.

There are also truths that have long been forgotten or tampered with in history...

Every book contains a shocking secret! Every book has long been extinct! Every book, when taken to the ground, will cause a huge sensation and become a national treasure that countless experts study all night long!

There are many wooden nails nailed to the edge of the west wall.

Hanging on it are some decorations, which look simple but are extremely shocking.

If some historians or knowledgeable archaeologists come here, they will definitely be shocked!

Van Gogh's paintings, medieval bows and arrows, prehistoric stone axes, ancient animal teeth...

This small wall seems to have the entire history of human civilization recorded in it. The things here are enough to peak the deep-rooted cognition of modern humans!

now……

Ye Bei wore a long gown and carried it with both hands!

Standing in the middle of this secret study room...

His eyes were not on the bamboo slips or the decorations, but all on the north wall, a slightly yellowed cloth painting...

The canvas is made of silk cloth, which was woven one by one manually thousands of years ago.

Even if thousands of years have passed...

Under the refraction of candlelight, it also released a bright luster.

But it has been so long that the ink traces on the canvas have long been blurred... Even the silk cloth seems to turn into powder and disappear completely with the slightest touch!

However, when looking at this painting, the voice of an old friend could not help but float in Ye Bei's mind.

Thousands of years ago, I was also in a study room with such a layout!

A boy and a teenager sat facing each other at a desk.

The boy used pen and paper to record interesting things on bamboo slips...

The boy picked up a piece of paper with simple eyes and a serious voice: "Master, let me draw a picture for you!"

The young man nodded and whispered: "Okay!"

"Master, the painting is done. I want to keep this painting well. If you leave one day, master, I will never forget you even when I am old!" The boy held the painting and regarded it as a treasure.

"Yeah!" The young man hummed.

The voice from thousands of years ago lingers in my ears...

Another hour passed before Ye Bei quietly came back to his senses!

The so-called things are right and people are different...it's nothing more than that!

The things of the past have decayed, and the people of the past have disappeared...

The long river of time can kill everything, but it just leaves Ye Bei alone!

"Alas!" Ye Bei sighed softly: "I will live for ninety thousand years, and in the world of mortals, I will..."

The voice fell and the index finger moved slightly!

The canvas in front of him became clear at an incredible speed...

In the painting, there is a young man!

The young man was sitting at the table with a pen in hand. He was dressed in a white shirt, free from dust, and his deep eyes contained the entire starry sky... It seemed that everything to him was just a mirror image!

That painting is exactly what Ye Bei looked like thousands of years ago.

Even the clothes they were wearing were exactly the same.

Those ruthless years, no matter how grinding and cruel they were... they could not hurt Ye Bei in the slightest!

However, the canvas had just become clear... The next moment, it turned into powder and turned into particles of silver-white crystal light. An unexplained wind blew by, and the crystal light filled the entire secret room and study.

As the crystal light falls...

Beside the east wall, the decayed golden nanmu bookshelf has been restored to new condition and is full of vitality, as if it had just been built... There is even a sober and elegant wood fragrance in the air.

The bamboo slips placed there have lost all traces of history, and the yellowed bamboo pieces have turned into turquoise.

On the west wall, the ornaments that record the history of human civilization are brand new and extremely exquisite. If you look at them, you will even suspect that they are made by modern exquisite craftsmanship.

The entire secret study room... also quietly changed to its original state!

Getting more and more familiar!

However, as Ye Bei watched all this, his expression and eyes did not change at all.

He knew clearly that what he saw in front of him was just familiar...

The long river of time can only move forward and cannot go back.

Past events and antiques are always just for remembering...

…

Ye Bei stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

Another hour passed.

boom……

A muffled sound came from the south wall.

A piece of bluestone brick was broken, forming a one-meter-diameter hole.

Three dusty men got into the cave in embarrassment...
Chapter completed!