"Brothers, we're rich! I've touched gold for 20 years, and I dare say my breasts are big!" Li Qingyang was beaming with joy at the selfie stick and mobile phone, with a vagina that had not yet been thoroughly drilled.
After the Reiki revival was fully publicized.
The tomb raider is no longer a profession that everyone calls "Mojin Xiaowei". Instead, it has been shrouded in a layer of mystery.
Of course, Li Qingyang is not a professional tomb raider, he just learned some tricks to make a living by attracting traffic.
College students have such a hard time doing their jobs nowadays. Who wants to see the boss's face when they can make a living by live streaming? He had done several live streaming shows before but the results were very poor because the places he went to were not dangerous enough.
But today is different.
The place he came to this time was the ancient porcelain site in Jindezhen, which was blocked by the Demon Slayer Department of J Province.
It is simply impossible for an ordinary person like him to break through the blockade of the Demon Slayer.
But for some reason, the patrol team that was there two days ago was gone today, so he took the opportunity to sneak in.
With the help of the three-legged cat, he painstakingly found a kiln. But in fact, there were kilns everywhere, and many of them had been half-mined. However, for the sake of the show effect, he must have found an unmined one.
[Anchor, you are such a ruthless person, you really dare to enter the Jindezhen ruins...]
[I heard something happened over there, host, you should retreat as soon as possible. ]
[Host, please open the kiln and see what's inside? ]
[No offense, evil spirits please retreat...]
As more and more people joined the live broadcast room, many people were posting comments that were unintentionally offensive.
Li Qingyang is afraid, but he needs money. He wants to stand out, marry a beautiful, rich woman, and reach the pinnacle of his life.
So, be afraid, it's okay!
"My friends, please move the gifts. I'm leaving now!"
Seeing the gifts start to appear on the screen, Li Qingyang did not keep the secret and went down the kiln with gritted teeth. There was another cave in the kiln, with a gap in the middle. The moonlight flowed in through the gap, coating the porcelain kiln ruins with a layer of cold frost.
Li Qingyang landed safely and adjusted the mobile phone holder. The bluish-white light reflected the dark circles under his eyes.
The structure inside the kiln is intricate and exquisite.
A deep stone corridor led to the depths, with porcelain fragments scattered on both sides of the corridor. The smell of damp and cold clay hit my face, and the flashlight swept across the arched kiln wall. The broken boxes and bowls embedded in the wall looked like countless half-closed eyes.
"My friends, the anchor is very mysterious now, did you know? This kiln was restored according to the county annals. At that time, there were thirty kiln rooms connected into one..." He touched the wall and moved deeper, and his palm suddenly touched something warm and moist - like a woman's soft and smooth little hand.
A creepy feeling made him point the flashlight in the direction.
His eyes suddenly lit up!
"Holy crap, branders, look what I found?!"
The flashlight was shining directly on a porcelain vase, which was standing quietly on a stone pier.
The glaze is as moist as coagulated blood, with threads of blood flowing under the glaze.
A hazy human figure can be seen through the inner wall, and when the fingertips brush against the fetus, an enchanting luster appears, as if the blush under the skin of a young girl.
"Look at this porcelain vase, my friends! This, this should be the legendary red glaze made by burning the bones and blood of young girls for sacrifice..." He reached out to brush away the cobwebs on the porcelain vase, ecstatic.
Originally I just wanted to make money from live streaming, I didn’t expect to get anything good.
But man proposes, God disposes, good things come to you on their own!
In order to make the live broadcast a little more passable, he has studied the value of these things.
If the porcelain vase in front of me opens the door, then at least 7 zeros will go up.
The bullet screen suddenly started to scroll wildly.
[666, I was really screwed by the anchor. ]
【The anchor is awesome! 】
The compliments on the screen suddenly became more frequent.
[Fuck, there's someone behind you, host! ]
【Behind! Wearing red clothes놅! 】
At the end of the porcelain-paved alley stood a woman in a red skirt, with a layer of glaze on her pale face and clay embedded in the cracks of her fingernails. At her feet stood a blue and white porcelain basin filled with rouge-colored porcelain.
"This is the red glaze of the Mingde period." The porcelain vase had been in the woman's hands without her knowing when. She smiled brightly and said, "This is the last batch of bone porcelain from the official kiln. If you like it, why don't you pay for it?"
"Give me back the porcelain bottle. I found it first!"
The porcelain vase was stolen, and Li Qingyang became furious.
In front of millions of money, what does this strange woman matter?
She is considered a jerk, but she is just a woman, with no restraints on her hands!
He also noticed the pressure marks on the woman's wrists.
The blood-stained porcelain bottle in the woman's hand flickered, as if her ten fingers were grabbing the fetus.
He snatched the porcelain vase and turned and ran away.
He turned around and saw the woman still standing there, looking at him with a smile.
"What a weird thing..."
Li Qingyang muttered something and climbed to the kiln entrance along the safety rope.
Now he was completely safe.
"My friends, you don't know what's going on. Can you help me see if this porcelain bottle can be opened?"
He rubbed his cold hands, which had black spots on them without him noticing, and pointed the flashlight at the porcelain bottle so that his friends could see it more clearly.
Ripples suddenly appeared on the glaze surface, and three thousand blood threads flowed across the bottle.
Only when the barrage exploded did he discover something unusual - in the reflection of the glaze layer, his own image was slowly being swallowed up to the waist by the porcelain body.
"Ha, hahahahaha... my friends, look at this, this special effect is awesome, right?"
He forced a smile and spun the porcelain bottle, but the barrage was full of [Run! ! ].
Ice cracks spread from his fingertips, and his skin turned a dead white porcelain.
The face of the woman in red appeared at the kiln entrance at some point, her smile still there, but her skin was cracking inch by inch, and blood was gushing out like a fountain.
Li Qingyang wanted to call for help, but his throat hurt, and a handful of broken porcelain burst out...
The phone fell to the ground.
In the last frame, the audience saw Li Qingyang falling to the ground, his body twitching and breaking apart.
A pair of porcelain white feet appeared in the camera.
The woman in a graceful red dress leaned over to pick up a piece of broken porcelain, turned around and disappeared at the kiln entrance.
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"During the Mingde period, in order to produce red glaze with dragon patterns for sacrifice, the kiln officials in Fuliang County sealed a hundred young girls into boxes as human sacrifices.
When the kiln was opened, the girl's flesh and blood melted with the porcelain clay into a strange rouge color, and a human figure emerged on the inner wall of the porcelain.
These "bone china" were buried deep in the ancient town until they were excavated today. At the site of the porcelain kiln, a woman in red is evilly selling blood porcelain bottles. If you look closely at the reflection of the glaze, you will find that your reflection is slowly merging with the porcelain body..."
Chen Huaian turned his eyes away from the intelligence provided by the J Province Demon Slayer Division, stared at the demon slayer opposite him with a miserable expression and sighed: "My friend, don't tell me that those two generals are so dead?
"Also, the spiritual energy has revived, can't those archaeological experts be more quiet? Why are they digging for nothing?"
"It's all right now." He clapped his hands and closed the information: "We dug up a big guy, are you guys happy?"
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