The old scholar looked up at the people around him.
After sweeping his gaze around, his gaze landed on Old Xu, who was standing outside the crowd.
Because everyone was gathered together, only Old Xu stood beside the mourning hall.
The old scholar walked over and looked at Old Xu, asking,""May I ask who you are?"
Old Xu looked at the expert who was walking over and thought to himself that he was in trouble.
"I'm his father, and I'm holding his funeral here today.”Old Xu replied truthfully.
"My condolences," sighed the old scholar.”
Hmm?
He's not here to find trouble with me?
Aren't those cultural relics real?
Moreover, these cultural relics were sent to his son by someone else.
In other words, his son was very likely a grave robber.
No, it should be a grave robber.
Before this, his son had often called him a grave robber, but they treated it as a joke.
Later on, someone even revealed that although they often said that they were grave robbers, they actually had a dream of protecting cultural relics in their hearts.
The corners of Old Xu's mouth twitched as he said with a fake smile,"Thank you."
"Let me ask you a question. This funeral was organized by you, so where did these cultural relics come from? Could it have been dug out from a tomb?"
The old scholar asked.
"No, no, no. No, someone sent it over." Old Xu was shocked. It seemed that he still had to be held accountable.
"Someone sent it?" The old scholar frowned.
"Yes, yes. Three people drove over in a car just now. They left after putting these things here.”
Old Xu said in detail.
He did not dare to hide it.
"What did those three people look like?" The old scholar's eyes suddenly lit up.
The old scholar's reaction made Old Xu jump.
"Uh, it's probably a fatty. One of them carries a knife on his back and is very cold. The other person's skin is relatively fair. There's also something else. He looks like a scholar.”
Old Xu recalled.
Hearing Old Xu's explanation, the old scholar's frown deepened.
Meanwhile, Old Xu was terrified.
He was old now, so it was not a big problem.
However, it would affect his daughter-in-law. He did not know if he would be punished as an accomplice.
"Aren't you talking about the one in the tomb robbing novel?”The old scholar asked suspiciously.
"Uh, yes, it's from that grave robbing novel.”
Old Xu broke out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself,'This old scholar has also read novels?'
"Then you're lying to me. Just make up a lie.”The old scholar looked at Old Xu and smiled.
"No, no, I really didn't lie to you. You can ask everyone present. They can testify that those three people really look like that.”
Old Xu quickly explained.
"Oh, is that so?" The old scholar looked at Old Xu suspiciously.
Then, he looked at a young man standing beside him and asked,"Hello, young man. May I ask if you really saw those three people?”
"Yes, yes, yes. It's the iron triangle. Little Third Master, Fatty Wang, and Bored Oil Bottle.”The young man immediately said.
"Strange." The old scholar pondered for a moment before leaving.
The old scholar returned to his original spot.
"Li, have you read any tomb robbing novels?”
"Yes, Teacher. What's wrong?" the young scholar asked.
"You know the Iron Triangle, right?" the old scholar said.
"I know."
"These cultural relics were sent to the funeral by them.”
The old scholar smiled.
"What? No way, teacher. Isn't that a novel? There are also in reality? Or was it a novel adapted from reality by the author?”
When the young scholar heard his teacher's words, he immediately found it unbelievable.
Grave robbing novels came true?
What the f * ck?
No way, this author is writing an autobiography?
Could it be such a coincidence?
Speaking of which, the cultural relic was confirmed to be real.
It was sent over by a character from a grave robbing novel again.
Ordinary grave robbers would definitely not do this. Once these things were sold, they would definitely be priceless. Even a fool would not give them away for nothing.
Moreover, grave robbers were all thinking of getting rich overnight, so they would not give away such an important thing.
The old scholar could read the student's mind.
" I thought it was impossible at first," she said with a smile." I've read that novel before."”
"But now, according to my understanding, that is indeed the case. The author of this novel has passed away, and his funeral is being held here.”
The young scholar suddenly realized and said in shock,""Teacher, are you saying that the author of this novel has an unusual relationship with the iron triangle, or that they know each other?!!”
"Yes, that's it. Today is his funeral, and those three people came. These things should be what the author wanted when he was alive.”
the old scholar said.
"Then, should we get someone to take them?"
"No need. At least these precious cultural relics were not lost, and they did not sell these cultural relics.”
The old scholar interrupted the young scholar.
The police officer who was standing by the side said,"Really? Grave robbers are a serious offense."
The old scholar smiled." No, you're wrong. You might not be able to find out. If they dare to come, they won't be afraid of you. Moreover, the author of the novel has unfortunately passed away.”
"The current situation is still very optimistic.”
"Therefore, they only left behind a legend, a mysterious past, a past that no one knows.”
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