Barely visible, there lay a skeleton inside, bent at the knees and lying on its side. Beside the skeleton were two coarse clay pots filled with soil, which could hardly be considered as fine artifacts.
"What kind of grave is this? An emperor's tomb?"
"Are you trying to be funny?"
"Why is the skeleton in this position?"
"Are these broken pots supposed to be burial offerings?"
"Hey, Old Luo, you didn't accidentally dig up a local villager's grave, did you?"
Luo Feng laughed helplessly, "A villager from the foot of the mountain could have a tomb that lasts for thousands of years? This is a genuine ancient tomb from the pre-Qin period!"
"Pre-Qin period? Spring and Autumn, Warring States, or the Zhou dynasty?"
"Can any grave be considered an ancient tomb?"
Everyone was at a loss for words. A dilapidated coffin and broken pots, could this really be an ancient tomb? Where was the sign of it being a tomb?
