Chapter 1868: Mythril Robe

Go all the way, through the tomb passage, to the auxiliary tomb.
Master Dewey and his party were instantly attracted by the exquisite coffin made of gold.
First they circled the four coffins that looked very complete, and then came to the last coffin whose lid was opened, leaned over the probe, and looked inside the coffin.
There were only a few dry bones that seemed irrelevant, a layer of black liquid, and a knight's sword that looked extremely shiny and sharp.
Master Dewey lowered his body and tried his best to get into the coffin. This action scared Master Hall beside him. He pulled Master Dewey out and said: "You are not dead if you are so close. ?"
Master Dewey shook his head: "This thing won't kill me."
"The corpse naturally won't kill you, but haven't you seen the black water inside!" Master Hall pointed to the slightly rippling black liquid at the bottom of the coffin and cautiously said: "Maybe this is already poured into the coffin. Among them, poisoned water against embezzlement!"
Master Dewey shook his head again and said: "Even if it is really poisonous water, it should have evaporated long ago."
As he said, walking slowly towards me, while walking, he said: "According to my research on historical documents, this mausoleum has a history of at least nearly ten thousand years. It was probably at the end of the goblin's reign until the melee. It was built at this early stage."
Having said that, he stopped, raised his head, looked at me with a calm gaze, and said, "Xiaoyi, am I right?"
"Foster father is worthy of being a scholar of the world" I flattered: "You are absolutely correct. This tomb was born in the early days of the melee."
Master Hall looked surprised and couldn't help asking: "I said Dewey, how did you know?"
Master Dewey chuckled, pointed his finger at the exquisite dress that I had taken from my body, and said, "It's because of this exquisite dress."
It wasn't until this time that Master Hall came to his senses. He stared at the exquisite costume for a long while, and suddenly patted his forehead, saying: "I'll just say it, this time I saw Xiaoyi, I always felt awkward looking at him, but he couldn't find it. The reason for this came out. It was only when you reminded me that I realized it, isn't it, today Xiao Yi actually wore a set of gorgeous clothes that didn't match him."
I raised my eyebrows and said displeased: "Hey, look at what you said, why don't I match this dress?"
Master Dewey smiled and rounded off, and said: "Hall, don't say it so direct and hurtful, and Xiao Yi, think about the quality of the clothes you usually wear, and then look at this quilt. Is there a big difference in the clothes you wear?"
After thinking about it carefully, what Master Dewey said is right, and what Master Hall said is right. My clothes usually don’t exceed five silver coins, and most of them are limited to 20 copper coins. No matter the color, model or quality of clothing at this price, it can’t be compared with the one I’m wearing now.
No wonder Master Hall would say that this dress is not suitable for me.
Master Hall walked up to me in a few steps, pulled up a corner of the Chinese clothes, stared for a while, and asked: "Where did I seem to see the style of this dress?"
"Of course you have seen it" Master Dewey said: "This is the standard costume of the ancient goblins, and the mithril uniforms specially gifted to the guards of the fairies king."
"Mithril!" My eyes shone slightly.
Although there are already a pile of Mithril silver needles in the pocket, who would dislike more good things!
"Yeah" Master Dewey nodded, and said, "Your dress is made of mithril."
"No wonder it was still unscathed after the lead bullet was fired." I was pleasantly surprised: "I just don't know how much such a piece of clothing can sell on the market?"
"This thing should be a priceless treasure now." Master Hall buttoned the exquisite ornamentation on the Chinese clothes, but did not remove it. Then he took his hands back and said: "After all, with our current craftsmanship, it is impossible to remove the Mithril Softened."
"The current craftsmanship is naturally impossible," Master Dewey said: "But now that we have found a mithril coat like this, we believe that it will not take many years to produce a softened mithril after our careful analysis and testing. It's medicine."
"Huh?" I looked miserable: "Would you like to experiment with my dress?"
"To be able to dedicate yourself to a great experiment is the glory of this dress and also your glory. You should not prevaricate, but should actively contribute!"
Master Hall righteously said.
I was about to refute, Master Dewey raised his hand and stopped my words, he said: "This kind of clothes is not only Xiao Yi."
"Are you talking in a dream, Dewey?" Master Hall asked puzzledly: "You and I know that mythril clothing like this has always existed in historical documents, and no one has ever discovered it!"
"That's because very few people can accurately find the ancient fairy imperial mausoleum" Master Dewey said: "And even if they find it, they will probably be discarded as beautiful clothes."
"Even if you say so, only Xiaoyi has such a piece right now..."
Master Dewey interrupted Master Hall's words, pointed to the four coffins on the side, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, there is also a Mithril garment of the same standard in each of the four coffins."
"Huh?" Master Hall looked at my clothes in surprise, and said, "You mean, Xiaoyi's clothes..."
Master Dewey did not speak, but I smiled bitterly, and said, "You guessed it, this piece of clothing was indeed taken from the corpse. Actually, I didn't intend to do this, but because there are too many institutions in the tomb, this piece The defensive effect of the mithril suit is just so good. Once you come and go, I will put it on."
"You...oh" Master Hall sighed deeply, already wondering what to say to me.
Master Dewey leaned down, picked up the skull in the corner, and carefully placed it in the coffin.
Master Hall shouted and stopped: "Dewey, as I said, the black water in the coffin is probably poisonous water!"
"This is not poisoned water, but corpse fluid" Master Dewey said: "It is formed by the sudden oxidation of flesh and blood that has been preserved for nearly ten thousand years. 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 knew this would be the case, I won't open the coffin. It's a pity that he has preserved his body for nearly ten thousand years."
"Things that are tangible will eventually be shattered, not to mention that he has been around for 10,000 years, so it should be fortunate." Master Dewey reached out and pointed to the coffin, and ordered: "Move out these five coffins intact."
The staff answered and started to get busy.
Afterwards, we entered the second auxiliary tomb.
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