Chapter 1868 Mithril Clothes

Go all the way through the tomb passage and arrive at the auxiliary tomb chamber.

Master Dewey and his party were instantly attracted by the exquisite coffin made of gold.

They first walked around the four coffins that looked very complete, and then came to the last coffin with the lid opened. They leaned over and looked inside the coffin.

There were only a few seemingly irrelevant dead bones, a layer of black liquid, and a knight's sword that looked extremely shiny and sharp.

Master Dewey lowered his body and reached into the coffin as much as possible. This move frightened Master Hall next to him. He pulled Master Dewey out and yelled: "You are so close, you will die." ?”

Master Dewey shook his head: "This thing can't kill me."

"Of course the corpse can't kill you, but haven't you seen the black water in there?" Master Hall pointed to the black liquid that was rippling slightly on the bottom of the coffin and said cautiously: "Maybe this has been poured into the coffin a long time ago. Among them, there is poisonous water to prevent theft!"

Master Dewey shook his head again and said: "Even if it is really poisonous water, it should have evaporated long ago."

As he spoke, he slowly walked towards me. As he walked, he said: "According to my research on historical documents, this tomb has a history of at least nearly ten thousand years. It probably dates from the end of the goblin reign to the melee." It was built at this early stage.”

At this point, he stopped, raised his head, looked at me with calm eyes, and said, "Xiaoyi, am I right?"

"My foster father is indeed a world-renowned scholar," I said flatteringly, "You are absolutely right. This mausoleum was born in the early days of the melee."

Master Hall looked surprised and couldn't help but ask: "I said Dewey, how did you know?"

Master Dewey chuckled, pointed at the exquisite clothes I took off the corpse, and said, "It's because of this exquisite clothes."

Only then did Master Hall finally come to his senses. He stared at the exquisite clothes for a long time, then suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Let me just say, when I saw Xiao Yi this time, I always felt that something looked awkward, and I couldn't find it." The reason why I came out was only after you reminded me that I realized, isn't it? Xiaoyi today actually wore a set of gorgeous clothes that didn't match him."

I raised my eyebrows and said displeasedly: "Hey, look at what you said, why don't I match this dress?"

Master Dewey smiled to smooth things over and said: "Hall, don't say it so directly, it's very hurtful. And Xiao Yi, think about the quality of the clothes you usually wear, and then look at this quilt now." Are the clothes you are wearing very different?"

Thinking about it carefully, Master Dewey is right, and Master Hall is also right. My daily clothes rarely cost more than five silver coins, and most of them are limited to twenty copper coins. So, No clothing in this price range, no matter the color, pattern or quality, can compare with what I am wearing now.

No wonder Master Hall said this dress does not suit me.

Master Hall walked up to me in a few steps, picked up a corner of his attire, stared at it for a while, and asked, "I seem to have seen the style of this dress somewhere before?"

"Of course you have seen it," Master Dewey said, "This is the standard clothing of ancient fairies, a mithril uniform specially given to the personal bodyguards of the Fairy King."

"Mithril!" My eyes brightened slightly.

Although there are already a bunch of mithril silver needles in his pocket, who would dislike more and more good things!

"Yes." Master Dewey nodded and said, "The entire material of your clothes is made of mithril."

"No wonder it was still unscathed after being shot with lead bullets." I said in surprise, "I just don't know how much such a piece of clothing can be sold in the market."

"This thing should be a priceless treasure now, right?" Master Hall buttoned up the exquisite patterns on the Chinese clothes without taking them off. Then he put his hands behind his back again and said, "After all, with our current technology, we can't use mithril." Softened.”

"It is naturally impossible to do it with the current technology," Master Dewey said, "But now that we have found such a mithril garment, as long as we undergo careful analysis and testing, I believe that it will not take many years to create a mithril-softening garment." It’s potion.”

"Eh?" I said with a grimace on my face, "Do you want to experiment with this piece of mine?"

"Being able to dedicate one's life to a great experiment is the honor of this dress, and it is also your honor. You should not be prevaricating, but should actively contribute!"

Master Hall said righteously.

I was about to retort when Master Dewey raised his hand and stopped me. He said, "Xiao Yi is not the only one with this kind of clothes."

"Are you talking in your sleep, Dewey?" Master Hall asked in confusion: "You and I both know that mithril suits like this have only existed in historical documents, and no one has ever unearthed them!"

"That's because few people can accurately find the ancient fairy emperor's tomb," Master Dewey said: "And even if they find it, they will most likely be discarded as beautiful clothes."

"Even if you say so, only Xiaoyi has one like this right now."

Master Dewey interrupted Master Hall, pointed to the four coffins on the side, and said: "If I guessed correctly, each of these four coffins also has a mithril suit of the same format."

"Ah?" Master Hall looked at my clothes in surprise and said, "You mean, Xiao Yi's clothes?"

Master Dewey said nothing, but I smiled bitterly and said, "You guessed it right, this piece of clothing was indeed taken off the corpse. In fact, I had no intention of doing this, but because there are too many mechanisms in the mausoleum, and this piece The defensive effect of the Mithril Clothes is precise and very good, so I put it on as soon as I went back and forth."

"You..." Master Hall sighed deeply, not knowing what to say to me anymore.

Master Dewey leaned down, picked up the skull in the corner, and carefully placed it into the coffin.

Master Hall shouted to stop: "Dewey, I told you, the black water in the coffin is probably poisonous water!"

"This is not poisonous water, but corpse liquid," Master Dewey said: "It is formed by the sudden oxidation of flesh and blood that has been preserved for nearly ten thousand years. It seems that before opening the coffin lid, the corpse inside should be the same as the carving on the coffin lid. Lifelike, right?”

"Yes," I said guiltily, "If I had known this would happen, I would not have opened the coffin. It would be a pity that his body has been preserved for nearly ten thousand years."

"Tangible things will eventually be destroyed. What's more, it has existed for thousands of years. It should be something to be thankful for." Master Dewey pointed at the coffins and ordered: "Move out these five coffins intact."

The staff responded and began to get busy.

Then, we entered the second auxiliary tomb.