The more Wan Shanhong was kept indifferent, the more Wu Zhongyuan became curious, but he already knew Wan Shanhong a little, and knew that the more he asked, the less Wan Shanhong would say it. So he went the other way, looked around and changed the topic, "Do you usually live here?"

"Yes," Wan Shanhong nodded, "No one can step into this place without my permission."

"Do you usually do this alone?" Wu Zhongyuan picked up a worn gear. This thing is the size of a palm, cast in copper, and has rusted and turned green. Judging from its shape, it should be part of a certain transmission device.

"Yes, I not only like to collect all kinds of interesting things, but also like to study them," Wan Shanhong said, pointing to the gear in Wu Zhongyuan's hand, "This wheel was removed from a catapult cart that I had many years ago."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded and put down the gears, and picked up another compass-style bronze ware.

"This is the North Instrument, but unfortunately it has broken." Wan Shanhong introduced on his own initiative.

There is a pointer on the bronze ware, and it should be a magnet inside. Its nature should be somewhat similar to the compass of later generations. Wu Zhongyuan shook it, but the pointer did not move, and it was indeed broken.

Putting down this piece, Wu Zhongyuan tilted his head and looked at a strange piece of armor in the corner of the wall. This thing may be armor, but it is more like a crude robot, somewhat similar to the robot in Zuo Ci's grave.

"What is that?" Wu Zhongyuan was curious.

"There was a pair of bronze men who guarded the tomb, but I couldn't bring out that one." Wan Shanhong said.

"Are you digging someone's grave?" Wu Zhongyuan was very surprised.

Wan Shanhong smirked and didn't answer.

"You dug these things out of someone else's grave?" Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand and pointed.

"What, most of it was exchanged for me." Wan Shanhong said.

"Dare you dare to say that this thing was not dug from the grave?" Wu Zhongyuan pointed at a half-decaying guqin. The strings were gone and the body of the guqin was only half left. He was studying archaeology, and he could see the changes in wooden tools in an oxygen-free environment at a glance.

"I got it from Goat Valley. As for where others got it from, I don't know." Wan Shanhong smiled again.

Wu Zhongyuan picked up another black long sword with the decayed hilt, "Do you still collect weapons?"

"I like it as long as it is something unique." Wan Shanhong bounced his fingers on the sword, and the black long sword vibrated and roared, not an ordinary metal resonance, but a roaring demonstration similar to the canines.

The stone tower has a large space, and there are many things placed, some of which are stacked. At this time, Wu Zhongyuan was like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, put down his long sword and picked up a conch, "What's the special thing about this conch?"

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan looking at the end of the conch, Wan Shanhong smiled and said, "This is not a horn. You can hear the sound of the waves when you are close to your ears."

Wu Zhongyuan tried it, and as expected, the sound of the sea water rushing over the beach was heard from the conch.

What people who study archaeology like most are ancient artifacts, which are the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients. After putting down the conch, Wu Zhongyuan picked up another bronze tube. The tube is somewhat similar to the iron tubes of later generations, with hooks at the end.

"This is a slap in two chunks, which can be equal in weight." Wan Shanhong explained again.

Zhu Liangzhezi is the name Wanshanhong calls it, but in fact this thing is a hook spring scale.

Wu Zhongyuan put down the spring scale, walked a few steps forward, and pointed to a small thing placed on the copper lord. This was a kitten carved from gray and white jade, lying on his lying position, closing his eyes to rest, and looking leisurely.

He didn't need to ask questions, and he would explain whatever he saw, "This is the response to Yuli, who can speak out, which is very interesting."

"How to speak out?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wan Shanhong picked up the little jade cat and put it in her hand to rub it. Not long after, the little jade cat purred the cat. Although the sound was not loud, it was very real, just like a kitten snoring, giving people a feeling of soothing and relaxing.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan's face curious, Wan Shanhong stuffed the kitten into his hand, "Do you like it? Take it."

Everyone likes good things, but Wu Zhongyuan didn't dare to ask for them. He honestly released them back to their original position. Instead, he pointed to the bronze master and asked, "What's the magical thing about this thing?"

"Put your hand in." Wan Shanhong said.

Wu Zhongyuan reached out and was surprised to find that the inside of the wine lord was very warm, and the outside temperature was only ten degrees at this time. The temperature inside the wine lord could reach thirty-five or six degrees. The inside of the wine lord was not empty, and there was a piece of black thing.

"What is here?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

"A piece of cellar mud from thousands of years ago can transform turbid wine into nectar in just a tiny bit." Wan Shanhong was very proud.

Wu Zhongyuan raised his hand and smelled it. There was indeed a faint fragrance of wine.

"These are rare objects. Why don't you classify them, but pile them up together indiscriminately?" Wu Zhongyuan asked casually.

"I have all sorted and stored them all. I haven't had time to clean up these." Wan Shanhong took a few steps to the left, took out a long wooden box, opened it, and opened it. It was a folding fan, "This is for you."

As long as someone handed something to him, everyone would instinctively reach out to pick it up. Wu Zhongyuan took it casually, "What?"

"This thing is called Hanyu Shaking Feng, which generates cold air and is used to cool down in summer. It's so pleasant." Wan Shanhong said.

This is not the first time Wu Zhongyuan has come into contact with Hanyu. The Hanyu Ice Coffin he took away from the feather tribe. The material used in this folding fan is exactly the same as that of the Hanyu Ice Coffin. It is cool when you start, sway and fan, and it emits a refreshing and cool breeze.

"This thing is too expensive, I can't ask for it." Wu Zhongyuan handed the fan back to Wanshanhong. Fan was finished speaking from later generations. At this time, the fan was not called fan, but Yaofeng.

"Hahaha, this is the most common thing here, take it." Wan Shanhong showed off.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't dare to ask for it, so he reached out and handed it again. When he glanced at it, he suddenly found a few words engraved on the fan bone. This was a kind of text that he didn't recognize. Looking closely, the words on the fan bone were actually very similar to the words on the scroll he got from Wu Ao and Liu Jin'e.

Seeing Wu Zhongyuan looking at the words on the fan bone, Wan Shanhong said casually, "There is no place to go."

After hearing Wan Shanhong's words, Wu Zhongyuan suddenly frowned. He frowned not because he didn't know what it means, but because Wan Shanhong could actually understand such words.

Wan Shanhong didn't know why Wu Zhongyuan frowned and explained, "It's equal to whether there is or not, which describes the calmness and comfort of a person who practices Qi at the ninth level of the Tiange."

Wu Zhongyuan was shocked at first, and he was even more shocked when he heard Wan Shanhong's words. Few people knew about the division of Qi training into the Ninth Level of Heaven and the Ninth Level of Heaven and Heaven and the Ninth Level of Heaven. He still heard the old man in black from Xinyue Island's story that he knew that there was the Ninth Level of Heaven and the Ninth Level of Heaven during the prehistoric period. He never thought that Wan Shanhong knew about the Ninth Level of Heaven and Heaven.

But after thinking about it, I realized that Wan Shanhong is a collection of things, and she should have been exposed to a lot of things from the prehistoric period, so it is not surprising that she recognizes such strange words.

"Do you recognize this kind of text?" Wu Zhongyuan confirmed.

Wan Shanhong nodded, "Recognize it. This is a kind of writing in the prehistoric period, and few people have used it at this time."

Just as Wu Zhongyuan was hesitating whether to ask her for the text on the scroll, Wan Shanhong squeezed sideways to the northeast corner and took back another item. This thing was also placed in the box. The box was very small and the things inside should not be big.

Wan Shanhong handed him the box, "Here, this is for you too."

Before Wu Zhongyuan returned the fan, he saw Wan Shanhong giving him something again, and became more and more frightened, "I'm your kindness..."

Before he could finish his words, Wan Shanhong stuffed the box into his hand, "This is a buckle. The yellow bead in the middle is polished by Huang Coral. Huang Coral is extremely rare. However, it stores spiritual energy outside and thinks it is used internally, but it cannot store much spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy it stores is only 50% of the mysterious ones."

"This...this...you keep it for yourself." Wu Zhongyuan refused.

"Women use belts, no buckles." Wan Shanhong looked around while speaking, and saw Wu Zhongyuan put the snoring jade cat back to its original position. He walked over and picked it up and stuffed it into Wu Zhongyuan's hand, "You can take it for you, why are you polite to me?"

"There is nothing good here, go down." Wan Shanhong took a small wooden basket and handed it to Wu Zhongyuan.

"What are you doing?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

"I will serve you something, and there will definitely be something you like below. As long as you like, I will give it to you." Wan Shanhong said casually.

Wu Zhongyuan was amused and crying, "Don't do this, I feel unsure of you."

"It's okay, I have a clear mind." Wan Shanhong walked to the stairs and activated the mechanism on the wall. The floor was doubled from left to right, and a downward staircase appeared in front of Wu Zhongyuan.

Wan Shanhong led the way first. Wu Zhongyuan hesitated and followed. Before entering the underground, he looked up and said, "Where are the two floors above?"

"It's the place where I sleep and bathe. Do you want to go up and visit?" Wan Shanhong joked.

Wu Zhongyuan couldn't answer this.

There are hundreds of steps down. While going down, Wu Zhongyuan said, "I am already very satisfied to let me see for a long time. Don't give me something."

"I don't give it to everyone," Wan Shanhong said casually.

"I feel guilty about doing this. What do you want to do?" Wu Zhongyuan was nervous. The old blind man had always criticized him for being generous, but this time he met someone who was even more generous than him.

"Why are you here again? Don't worry, I have no bad intentions to you," Wan Shanhong shook his head helplessly, "I said that if I met you when I was young, I would definitely marry you, but now I am old, I will not harm you. If you change your position, think about it again. If you reach my age and meet a woman you liked very much when you were young, would you marry her? What would you do to her?"

Wu Zhongyuan was speechless and followed silently.

"Okay, the first floor is coming soon." Wan Shanhong said.

"Why are there several levels?" Wu Zhongyuan asked.

Wan Shanhong nodded, "There are five floors from top to bottom."

"What's on the first floor?"
Chapter completed!