Everyone's garbage dump, pick up a fake dead Medusa at the beginning

"It's not kitchen waste either."

Squeezing the soil, Chen Fan analyzed it.

Analysis is also a subject in school.

After throwing away the soil, Chenfan climbed up the garbage slope and picked up a piece of bluestone. He found that the bluestone seemed to be just an ordinary stone, but there were patterns carved on it.

"System, recycle?"

Chen Fan asked, those patterns looked like ordinary patterns, and he couldn't understand whether they had any meaning.

So an inquiry was made to the system.

"Ding, it's just a bluestone that has gone through the years."

"There's little recycling value."

The system's answer was very straightforward.

"What about these patterns?"

"Is there no value?"

Dust Fan asked.

"It's just an ordinary pattern, no special texture, no value."

The system is analyzing.

"Texture..."

"Indeed, I can see it too."

"Just wanted to confirm with you."

Chenfan smiled and threw Qingshi away.

"Shh..."

After confirming that the bluestone was worthless, Chenfan threw it away and continued digging.

Because he was holding an iron rake, Chen Fan's movements were very light.

In fact, when searching for treasures in the garbage dump, it is best to use your own hands instead of borrowing tools.

Otherwise, if you shovel or rake it down, it is very likely that the treasures in the garbage will be crushed.

This is the lesson summed up by the predecessors with blood and tears.

Just like yesterday's Chenfan, the broken spear in his hand was directly stabbed down, if it wasn't for Baxia, other creatures would be stabbed to death.

Outside of public trash spaces, of course.

After all, with so many people sharing together, apart from comparing luck, most of the time the comparison is hand speed.

"Ding……"

Finally, there was a slight crisp sound from the iron rake, and Chen Fan was slightly happy and worried at the same time.

"The ancients never deceived me."

Chen Fan smiled and threw away the rake.

Then, began to plan the soil slowly with both hands.

Soon, his palm touched a hard object, and there was a cold feeling.

"I found the treasure!"

A smile appeared on Chen Fan's face, and he quickly dug up the dirt as quickly as possible.

Soon, I saw a shiny thing.

Take it out and take a look.

Like a lamp.

After patting the dirt on it, Chenfan found that it was really a lamp.

Transparent material, neither gold nor jade, very heavy.

Inside, there was still a little lamp oil, and half of the wick was left.

However, the lights had already gone out.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, I picked up a soul calling lamp."

The system beep came.

"Spirit lamp?"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"A ritual in a certain world. After burying the dead, seven soul-calling lamps are lit around the coffin to recall the soul of the dead."

"This lamp can be lit for a thousand years..."

the system explained.

"That is to say, is the Evocation Lamp real?"

Dust Fan asked.

So, the rubbish here comes from the tomb, and this spirit lamp is a ghost?

For a moment, Chen Fan seemed to feel the chill around him.

Chapter 32 A coffin was dug up

"Of course it is true. There is a certain probability that the souls of the dead can really be recalled."

"However, this soul-calling lamp was contaminated with a ghost weapon and turned into a ghost weapon. It is of high value and can be recycled."

"However, the system recommends that the host collect seven soul-calling lamps, and after fusion, they will be of great use."

While explaining, the system also made suggestions for Chenfan.

"Fusion...underworld device..."

Chenfan murmured, obviously this time he picked up a good treasure again.

Since the system said that it has great magical effects, after the fusion of the soul lamp, it may be a super treasure.

"Not surprisingly, the remaining six lamps should all be under the soil."

Dust Fan thought secretly.

"It seems that the garbage here should be tomb garbage, is it because the ancient tomb collapsed and dumped here?"

"Don't let the soul-calling lamp be smashed."

Praying secretly in his heart, Chen Fan continued to dig, fearing that he would break the Evocation Lamp, Chen Fan chose to dig with both hands.

"There shouldn't be any ghosts here..."

Chenfan always felt a little uncomfortable, and there was a faint chill behind his back.

He is not afraid of fairy corpses, nor is he afraid of the piles of corpses in the garbage of the battlefield.

However, this is an ancient tomb, and there are soul-calling lamps arranged, and the system even said that the soul-calling lamps are glued with dark energy.

Since it is stained with dark energy, there must be some ghosts and evils in this ancient tomb.

Unknowingly, Chen Fan's palm touched another hard object, which was cold and made of the same material as the previous soul-evoking lamp.

Chen Fan carefully took it out and saw that it was indeed a soul calling lamp, exactly the same as the first lamp.

"It seems to be glued to the ghost..."

Seriously sensing it, Chenfan found that the breath was exactly the same.

From this point of view, all the soul-calling lamps were stained with ghost energy and turned into ghost weapons.

After wiping it clean, Chen Fan found that there was still some kerosene left in the Evocation Lamp, and more than half of the wick was left.

"That is to say, these soul-calling lamps were all extinguished before the lamp oil was exhausted?"

"Shouldn't the soul be really brought back?"

"However, according to the words of the system, a lamp is enough to burn for a thousand years, and there is not much lamp oil here."

"Could it be that the soul has been recruited for hundreds of years?"

"For hundreds of years, I don't know how many times the soul has been reincarnated, and the physical body has already decayed..."

Chen Fan frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.

Putting the soul-evoking lamp into the storage ring, Chen Fan continued to dig.

"Squeak..."

Suddenly, Chen Fan's fingernails scratched harshly.

Looking along the traces, Chenfan saw a large piece of blue-colored metal...

"Isn't it a coffin, a bronze coffin?"

Chen Fan was slightly surprised, then stood up and took a few steps away.

His eyes were on the coffin.

Once there is a mutation, he will leave here immediately through the imprint.

Dug this grave, the world always feels a little weird.

The main reason is that those soul calling lamps are too evil.

"System, is this bronze coffin valuable?"

Chen Fan asked the system.

To judge whether this bronze coffin is weird, it is best to ask the system.

"Ordinary ancient bronze coffins have been eroded by dark energy for many years, so they have a certain value."

The system replied.

"The bronze coffin was also corroded?"

"In other words, there is a ghost lying here, right?"

"The bronze coffin and the soul-calling lamp have been corroded by the ghost energy. The source of the ghost energy is the ghost inside?"

"Isn't there a zombie lying in this coffin?"

Dust Fan guessed.

"Yes!"

"There is indeed a zombie lying in the bronze coffin."

The system gave Chenfan a clear answer.

"call……"

Hearing that it was a zombie, Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, no matter how strong a zombie is, it can still be seen.

As long as it emerges from the coffin, Chenfan will have time to leave here.

What the world of mortals are afraid of is ominous things, silent ghosts and evil spirits.

"System, recycle zombies?"

Chen Fan asked, a little eager to try.

"Zombies are more valuable than ancient corpses."

"Definitely recycle."

"However, the system only recycles the host's stuff."

"So, first, the host kills or subdues the zombies before the system can recover."

the system explained.