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

"Mr. Yan...Mr. Yan, are you alright?"

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

"Mr. Yan, you're finally awake." Feng Xi relaxed and sat on the ground.

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

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

"They passed out?" Yan Changgui asked.

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

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

Or there is some mechanism in this ancient tomb, and when it is touched, strange things will happen. "

Yan Changgui stood up against the stone, the memory in his head was very fragmented, he had indeed been to this ancient tomb.

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

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

Feng Xi quickly stood up and walked to Yan Changgui's side, and said, "Mr. Yan, please don't touch the coffin. Let's open it together when everyone wakes up."

He was really afraid that Yan Changgui would go crazy, as if he was stunned, and he had to open the coffin.

Yan Changgui nodded slightly, knowing 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 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 said in surprise, "Mr. Yan, what are you doing?"

"These paintings are mine." Yan Changgui said lightly.

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

Because he found that Yan Changgui's eyes were getting colder and colder, and there seemed to be a strong murderous aura in the air, which was so suppressed that it was hard to breathe.

After a while.

The people who fainted on the ground woke up, and after a short rest, they were ready to open the coffin.

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

"Ah!" A man exclaimed in surprise.

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

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

The group was a little disappointed, looked at the coffin, and went to finish their work.

In addition to those paintings, there are many porcelain and jade burial objects in the ancient tomb, all of which are very valuable, and experts are fiddling with 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. He took out the paintings he brought back and looked carefully one by one.

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

Eight paintings...

No, there should be nine paintings.

A painting is missing from the tomb.