Many years later, if the eight-tailed cats say their evaluation of Qin Mu, they would have lost all kinds of negative words. After that, the little girl would have to hold her head high, and her eight tails were as high as a peacock's opening. She said, Qin Mu was a shameless guy.

Seeing Qin Mu playing with the pottery jars like this, Maomao's little heart was about to pop out. She looked at Qin Mu with anger and said, "What are you kidding? These things are all antiques. Do you know about antiques? These things were also expensive in ancient times. Are you wasted like this?"

"I'm ruining?" Qin Mu pointed to his nose and said in disbelief: "You said that these pots can be sold for money and are valuable. But, do you know, what value can this thing have in ancient times?" Qin Mu said this, holding the Yu Gui who had previously taken out of the beauty in his hand: "It's not as valuable as this."

"That's not as valuable as this, that's natural." Maomao nodded and said, with a feeling of relief in her words, and then she heard her say, "You're still a little bit sensible."

"Does this still require eyesight?" Qin Mu said lightly: "It's obvious, right?"

Qin Mu said this, his hands were not idle either. He carefully placed the pottery on the ground. When Maomao saw this action, he nodded with relief. Fortunately, Qin Mu could still hear her words. However, Qin Mu's next action made it look dark.

When Qin Mu lowered his head, he summoned the illumination talisman that had been floating in the air. Under such light, he carefully fiddled with the seal on the clay pot. He first poked it with his fingers and then began to remove the seal.

It was a seal that was covered with mud. I don’t know how many years it has passed, and it is very strict.

"What are you...what are you going to do?" The eight-tailed cat looked at Qin Mu in horror. As Qin Mu kept tearing and sealing his mouth, Maomao only felt that his heart seemed to be being pulled with Qin Mu's pulling.

Qin Mu had been tugging for a long time, but there was no progress. He simply held a pot and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Meow!" The poor kitten jumped up in shock, and the guy's jumping power was quite good, and the height he jumped out was higher than Qin Mu's height.

The clay pot was split into pieces, and under the broken brown pot, a pool of black things slowly flowed out.

Qin Mu looked down and found that the black thing was not a juice, but a dense black bug that had never been seen before.

Now it was Qin Mu's turn to jump backwards.

He used almost the fastest speed in his life to draw several fire-calling talismans and threw them directly at the bug without any hesitation.

"No, there is something in that jar." When Qin Mu's fire talisman had been thrown out, Maomao observed it keenly and said quickly.

Unfortunately it's too late.

The flames burned violently, and the entire pottery was shrouded in the fiery red flame. At the same time, there was a crackling sound from the flames, as if something was burning.

Qin Mu knew that it was the sound made by the shell of the little bug when it was burned.

In the flames, something seemed to be smiling softly. Qin Mu looked over intently and saw a skull appear in the rising flames, with a big mouth open and smiling at Qin Mu so happy.

However, the thing disappeared in less than ten seconds, as if it had never appeared before. The fire that was burning just now seemed to have been extinguished at this time, and it became smaller bit by bit, and finally disappeared directly.

Qin Mu just glanced at it and felt cold all over, and a cold air rushed straight into his forehead. This was a situation that had never happened before.

The dignified Wu Zhu actually felt chill all over because he saw the phantom of a skeleton inside a flame. If others knew about this, they would laugh out loud.

Qin Mu's standard Libra personality, what he cherishes most is his own feathers. After realizing this, the guy's first reaction was to observe Maomao to see if Maomao found that his face was pale at that moment.

But he found that he was too worried, because the moment he turned his head, he found that although Maomao looked white, he still felt that this guy seemed to be frightened.

"Qin Mu, did you see anything just now?" Maomao felt Qin Mu's gaze, turned his head and said stiffly.

Qin Mu pursed the corners of his mouth, still pretending to be ignorant, and asked indifferently: "What?"

"Just now, there seemed to be a skull in the flame. It was so terrible. When he smiled at me, it seemed as if the blood in my body had solidified." Maomao said tremblingly. She was so scared that she was trembling all over, but this did not affect Maomao's ability to "climb trees". She saw that even fifteen kilograms of body were so agile. She rushed directly to Qin Mu's shoulders, and her eight tails shrank into a ball.

Qin Mu felt the furry cheeks rubbed against Qin Mu's shoulders, and his whole body was shaking. Qin Mu felt it as soon as possible. He patted Maomao's head comfortably and whispered: "You've read it wrong. Really, there's no such feeling. Look now, the flame has been extinguished."

Maomao looked at it in fear, and sure enough, the clay pot on the ground was worth a painted black clay pot, and the black bugs that had flowed out before and the skulls inside the flames had disappeared.

"It's so fast?" Maomao said for a moment.

Qin Mu coughed lightly and covered her up and asked in a low voice: "You didn't let me burn just now. What's there in it? What did you see?"

It was okay for Qin Mu to not mention this. As soon as he said it, Maomao's whole face turned pale. He could only hear the little guy's trembling voice sounding again, and he was so scary that it was pitiful: "It seems to be a person's skull."

Qin Mu's head buzzed and looked at the small pits around the coffin. Some of the pits contained dense animal bones, while some pits were densely packed with closed pots. There were only these two types of pits around, but these things were lined up next to the coffin.

Qin Mu pointed to the things on the ground and said, "Tell me, what dynasty is this method of burying people?"

"There are all kinds of dynasties." Maomao just glanced at it and said lightly. Seeing Qin Mu's eyes showing an unbelievable expression, he hurriedly said: "Because this custom is always there in China or primitive society. This way of displaying burial objects shows the wealth of the owner, such as this beauty."

Maomao paused and said, "This beautiful woman's family is more prominent, at least the rich one. Look at the things around her, there are animal bones, beef and mutton, and jars. The jars are human bones. At that time, it should be a slave society, and these should be her slaves."
Chapter completed!