Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

  Chapter 625 (Fan Wai 1) Looking at old paintings while drunk in the light, the beauty is like a flower in a dream mirror.

   "Teacher Yan...Teacher Yan, are you okay?"

   Yan Changgui frowned and opened his eyes. A blurry figure appeared in front of him. He blinked, his vision gradually became clear, and Feng Xi's worried face was in front of him.

   "Teacher Yan, you finally woke up." Feng Xi relaxed and sat on the ground.

  Goose Changgui looked around, and there were many people lying on the ground, all of them were archaeological experts and staff.

  He sorted out his thoughts, and finally remembered that he touched the coffin, which caused a strong light to strike, and he returned to ancient times.

  "Are they fainted?" Yan Changgui asked.

  Feng Xi nodded and said, "I was the first to wake up. I just woke up and found that you all passed out."

   After a pause, he said: "Teacher Yan, I am an atheist, but what happened in this ancient tomb is too weird. Is there really the corpse of the imperial concubine in that coffin?

  Or what mechanism in this ancient tomb, strange things will happen when touched. "

  The goose Changgui stood up on the stone, the memory in his head was very fragmented, and he had indeed been to this ancient tomb.

  Not modern but in ancient times, he brought Yun Nishang's body back to Chongyang from the imperial palace, and then he took Yun Nishang to a snow-capped mountain.

  He rubbed his temples, trying hard to remember, but his head was still groggy, and the pain made him unable to remember.

  Feng Xi quickly stood up and walked to Yan Changgui's side, and said: "Teacher Yan, you must not touch the coffin, and open it together when everyone wakes up."

  He was really afraid that the geese would go crazy when they returned, as if they were stunned, so he had to open the coffin.

   Yan Changgui nodded slightly. He knew that he could not open the coffin alone, so he could only wait slowly.

  Standing in front of the coffin for a while, Yan Changgui turned around and put on his gloves to take down all the paintings hanging on the wall.

  Feng Xi was also helping. When he saw Yan Changgui put the painting in his bag, he was surprised: "Teacher Yan, what are you doing?"

   "These paintings belong to me." Yan Changgui said lightly.

  Feng Xi choked, and quickly explained: "Teacher Yan, although the painting immortals are descendants of the Yan family, these paintings of the Great Zhou Dynasty should also be returned to the country..." His voice became smaller and smaller, and he dared not say any more.

  Because he found that Yan Changgui’s eyes were getting colder and colder, the air seemed to carry a strong murderous aura, which was depressing and breathless.

  After a while.

  The people who passed out on the ground all woke up. After a short rest, they were ready to open the coffin.

  After a sound of movement, the coffin was opened. Everyone lifted their hearts and looked into the coffin nervously.

   "Ah!" A person made a surprised voice.

  Yan Changgui walked over and took a look, his eyes changed suddenly, and there was nothing in the coffin.

   "Oh." Feng Xi sighed and said, "I thought there would be the body of the imperial concubine, but there was nothing inside."

  The group was a little disappointed, they looked at the coffin, and they all finished their work.

  In addition to those paintings, there are many porcelain and jade funerary objects in the ancient tombs, all of which are very valuable. Experts are smashing those things.

  A few days later.

   Yan Changgui returned home with the painting.

  The memory in his head was still incomplete, and some pictures flashed from time to time, and he took out the pictures he brought back and looked at them carefully.

  Suddenly he remembered that there seemed to be a nail hanging on the wall of the ancient tomb.

  Eight paintings...

  No, there should be nine paintings.

  A painting is missing in the ancient tomb.

  (End of this chapter)