The middle-aged man was obviously startled. The shovel in his hand fell to the ground, and his face was not very good-looking.

Mei Yangyang: "I've started laughing."

Pleasant Goat: "What is this? The anchor is digging a grave?"

I am Shuaibi: "Haha, is it okay to dig a grave?"

Dashuai Wang: "Master Buxing has been launched, you are finished, my friend!"

Zhang Jian took a look at the barrage, and then looked confidently behind the man.

"Master, are there any problems with me?"

The middle-aged man spoke with some trembling words.

"You guys, let's get the camera closer, yes, that's it."

The phone is very close to what was dug out.

The man only dug half of it, but Zhang Jian probably saw what it was.

This is actually a coffin standing up.

"Bao, my friend, we are not going to dig here!"

"What you are digging is someone else's ancestral grave!"

Zhang Jian's voice was very small, and the middle-aged man's forehead suddenly sweated.

"Puff, is it really digging a grave, or is it the ancestral tomb that grabs bamboo shoots!"

"I'm digging a grave in my backyard, this treasure friend is not long!"

"This coffin looks a bit old. Is this an ancient coffin?"

"Ah... Master, I used the finishing touch technique online in the morning to test the location of the treasure. Who knew it was there in my backyard? I tried to dig it up, but who knew it had it. What should I do!"

"Your friend, you have a big heart. In this way, you should pack your luggage and prepare to move, right?"

"What? Master, don't scare me, you want me to escape!" The man's face suddenly became a little panicked.

"What are you running away? I'm helping you. Your coffin is not a garbage coffin. This coffin is probably the Qing group coffin in the palace in the Qing Dynasty. There is probably a burial group under this kind of thing. Your family may be demolished."

Zhang Jian spoke without blushing and his heart was not beating.

The man staggered and almost fell down.

Mr. Zhang: "Jian Gebao even demolished his family. He is worthy of being your demolition anchor!"

Little monster: "The anchor does everything except treasure appraisal!"

Be careful Gaba: "It's still a great anchor, so I just broke up the house. I won't be sentenced now?"

Xizhilang: "Puff, I'm afraid the first person who lost his family when the treasure appraisal is lost!"

The barrage rolled, and the man sat sadly on the ground. If he had known, he would not have dug it. This would have been considered as digging out by his own house.

"You guys, don't be impulsive. If you destroy this coffin, you may not be able to get it down in a few years."

"Look at the rust pattern on this coffin, it should be a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, but there are many claw marks on it, which are probably the claw marks of weasels. My friend, I suggest you leave quickly!"

"Master, my grades were not good when I was a kid. Don't scare me!"

"It is impossible for a weasel to catch the coffin for no reason. Obviously, your coffin is not a good thing, so it is recommended to leave."

"Then how about I burn this thing now?"

"Is it a tiger? If you burn it, it will damage the cultural relics. How many years have this thing?"

"But this is also a blessing for you."

"Master, don't comfort me. This world has disappeared, and I will never believe in the light anymore."

"I actually dug up an evil thing, I'm such a big fool"

The man was a little disappointed. Good guy, his home was demolished by himself and he even messed with unclean things. It would be strange if he could be happy.

"No, my friend, although you don't want to dig, you're going to get rewarded!"

"You go to report to the local cultural relics bureau. At that time, your house may be bought. Wouldn't you be a demolition household?"

"And you have provoked such dirty things. You go to the local Buddhist temple to burn incense for a few days and let the Buddha bless you."

Zhang Jian said softly that after he finished speaking, the man suddenly opened the toilet.

"Damn it, Master, I have realized it, I have realized it. Thank you for your advice!"

"I am a demolition household. By the way, I will go to see the car in the afternoon and go to the Buddhist temple in the evening!"

The man's face changed almost to Song Ruobai, and he still cried for a second and now he jumped up excitedly.

Xiao Xiao Monster: "Damn, I said the anchor is not happy at all. It turns out that the guy is going to demolish it!"

Big weird: "I'm envious of my real name, I'll go to the backyard to rob the tomb now!"

Mr. Wang: "Good anchor, guide the way online!"

The scumbag: "I still want to see the sentence, but it turned out to be a demolition household."

There was a little disappointment on the barrage.

"Well, my friend, let's cherish it all. Although I don't know if your local cultural relics bureau will apply for a borrowing, I wish you good luck!"

Zhang Jian said and closed the live broadcast directly, leaving behind a confused treasure friend sitting in front of the grave in a daze.

"General!"

"Good guy didn't say it all."

"Did the anchor do it on purpose?"

The live broadcast room was filled with barrage, and Zhang Jian smiled slightly and didn't say much.

It is not a good sign for a weasel to catch the coffin.

Continue to connect to the microphone, and soon Zhang Jian connected three more in sequence, which is still normal.

But this last one is a bit strange.

"Hello, Master, this is something a master bought for me, and I don't know it either. Master said that I can do good luck with this."

"I have picked up ten dollars recently!"

A man's voice came from the opposite side.

Zhang Jian looked into the man's hand.

This is a jade plaque. The jade plaque is carved with a ghost-faced and snake body. The whole piece of jade is dark green, and the green looks to be turned black.

"Mom, yes! My friend, you are not happy to wear it!"

Zhang Jian stuttered, what a good man, the ghost and snake jade carving.

Can he touch this thing?

"Master, I'm still wearing it on my chest, nothing is wrong?"

The voice of the man opposite trembled a little.

"What? Baby, your friend, do you hang this thing on your chest? Are you sleeping with him?"

Zhang Jian was stunned. This guy is such a tiger.

"Yes, I won't pick it up at night. The master said, bring this to good luck!"

The man is actually a little proud.

He smacked his mouth.

Zhang Jian coughed dryly.

"Baoyou, do you want to hear the truth?"

"In no mood"

"puff!"

Zhang Jian sprayed out a sip of water.

What a good guy, he doesn't play according to common sense.

"Okay, my friend, I wish you peace of mind in your old age!"

“??????”

The man was stunned. Why was he old? Is there something extraordinary about this thing that he hesitated for a moment.

After a moment.

"I'm not a master. Although I don't want to hear the truth, it's better than not knowing it. Why don't the master tell me?"

The man's words were much softer.

"I really want to hear it?"
To be continued...