Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

Seeing that the guilt on Wu Ling's face was getting deeper and deeper, even the dull hair that he usually liked to was drooped.

It's like a second dog who knows that he did something wrong, and he regrets it and looks very depressed.

Wu Xian saw his little appearance, and hurriedly put away his careful thoughts to tease him.

His eyes flashed, he coughed in his mouth, reached out and rubbed Wu Ling's lowered little head, and said,

"Okay, okay, the eyebrows are all twisted together, don't worry, brother knows what you mean."

"Really?"

Wu Ling suddenly straightened his head when he heard this, his big smart eyes looked at Wu Xian without blinking, his pursed lips were slightly curved, and even the little hair on the top of his head tended to turn up.

Wu Xian looked at Wu Ling's happy little appearance of a dog, and he didn't hold back, and he chuckled.

He reached out and pinched the little nerdy hair on Wu Ling's head, his voice was gentle, and he said with a smile:

"Of course it's true, isn't it easy for you to understand this little head? If you can't even guess what you think, then how can I be your brother?"

Dude, you're just a roundworm in my stomach, I love you to death!"

"You.

Wu Xian followed his movements, shook his body slightly, and looked at Wu Ling with some indulgence.

He originally wanted Wu Ling to be more stable, what if he really fell if he was so reckless, but when the words came to his mouth, his taste changed:

"Okay, okay, my little ancestor, sit down quickly, don't knock yourself down." "

Aang.

Wu Ling nodded after hearing this, and obediently sat cross-legged on his small cushion, and even when he sat back, he didn't forget to pull Wu Xian's wrinkled clothes flat.

Wu tilted his head to look at his bulging sleeves, and laughed silently.

This stinky boy really makes people love and hate, it's not good when he's good, and it's also angry and laughing when he's making trouble.

Wu Ling didn't know what his brother was thinking, at this time he sat on the cushion, pointed to the small bronze bird scattered on the table

, and said with a thought: "Brother, if this thing is rammed earth according to what you said, then this ugly little bird and duck was brought out of someone's grave?"

Wu Xian: "......

". After he heard Wu Ling's words, the thoughts in his mind paused, and then he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face was a little crying and laughing.

Are you serious about coming out of

the tomb, brother? Not to mention why the man sent him what he had brought out of the tomb with the trouble of Bala, it would be too unreliable to say that anyone who could be so big enough to find a package and mail the antiquities so casually.

It's not that the packaging is bad, but there is no harm without contrast.

Wu Xian knows a bold and careful person, if this is replaced by him, it will be such a small thing.

That person can wrap it in three layers inside and three layers outside, and a big tin box will weld it up, and I want to wrap it as if it were a time bomb inside.

Thinking of this, a fat figure vaguely appeared in his mind.

He narrowed his eyes, suppressed his thoughts, and then took the bronze bird on the table mixed with some photographs in his hand.

Wu Ling also dragged his small mat at this time and leaned over here.

The two brothers were head to head and leg to leg, stretching their necks together to look at the 'little bird and duck' that Wu Ling called ugly.

In fact, it is not surprising that Wu Ling called it so, although the workmanship of this bronze bird is very fine, but its appearance is too strange.

The head of a sparrow, the paw of a duck's foot, and the body of the abdomen are carved with lifelike scales that look like fish, which looks very weird and grotesque.

Wu Xian carefully looked at the thumb-sized bronze bird in his hand and found that something was wrong.

Although this copper fish is very old in terms of texture and smoothness, Wu Xian observed it for a while and found that this thing should be a fake imitated by the Later Dynasty and the things of the previous Dynasty.

A fake within a genuine thing, also known as an antique fake.

The identity of this thing is a bit embarrassing, you have to say it's fake, it's really a bit of a trick.

But if it's true, it's a fake.

Just when Wu Xian carefully looked at the bird in his hand, trying to find out if he could prove from this bronze bird which dynasty this thing was produced in.

A voice that seemed to be puzzled but shocked suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Eh, I'll go!"

Wu Xian heard this high-pitched and even a little out of tune, and his hand shook directly in fright, almost throwing the copper bird in his hand to the ground.

He hurriedly put the bronze bird on the table, quickly turned his head to look at the person next to him, and asked in a hurry:

"What's wrong Xiao Ling?" "

Brother, look at this!"

Wu Ling put the photo with a group photo of more than a dozen people in his hand in front of Wu Xian with a stunned face.

His fingers were a little pale because of the force, and the fingertips of his right hand pointed at a young man who was smiling extremely ruffian in the center of these pictures, and hurriedly said:

"Brother, look, is this when our third uncle was young?!" When the third uncle was young?

Wu Xian frowned a little puzzled, he looked along Wu Ling's fingertips, and when his eyes fell on the person in the middle, his eyes suddenly widened in surprise.