Who is not a monk

Ninth day, morning.

A simple platform has been built in front of the square west gate inlaid in the upper half of Beauty Mountain, and a layer of light red barrier covers the arch.

A young man in uniform said to Professor Chen and Chen Shu, mainly to Chen Shu: "Professor Chen, Mr. Chen, when you go in, there will be an instrument test, and you can't bring items with the nature of space storage. If you want to, you can give it to me to keep temporarily for you."

"No." Professor Chen couldn't afford it.

"Are cell phones, watches, necklaces okay?" Chen Shu asked.

"Yes, but you can also give me your mobile phone to keep temporarily for you. You basically don't need it inside. Just wear a watch to check the time."

"Ok."

So Chen Shu handed over the phone to him.

"I'll return it to you when you come out." The young man immediately took out two sci-fi metal masks, "At the same time, when entering, two teachers need to wear the masks. The single validity period of the masks is more than twelve hours. A few teachers have not come out yet, we will come in to remind you."

"The title of teacher is unworthy."

"I'll wear it for you."

"Thank you."

The mask is almost completely buckled on the face, and the eyes are shimmering, like Iron Man's mask. It has a sci-fi feel and can provide people with two abilities of breathing and night vision.

Through the light red barrier, Chen Shu saw that the west gate of the cube had been opened, but because of the isolation of the barrier, no sound came out.

Go through the detection door in turn to check the space items, and the crystal is immune to this.

Then enter the cube.

Skin cools when passing through the barrier.

The interior of the cube is dark, and there is a passage several meters long after entering the door, and the light gets darker as you go in.

Chen Shu got used to it a little bit, and glanced around.

Different from the outside of the cube, the curve inside the cube is smoother, it is no longer a cube, and the inner wall is engraved with dense runes, all of which are first and second grade runes.

There is a rectangular stone platform in the center of the ground, the top is flat, and an irregular black stone is floating, about the size of a palm.

Behind the stone platform is a stone tablet with white shimmering light, facing the direction of the east gate.

At the same time, there were many boxes scattered on the ground. The boxes were like new ones, not like they had been placed for 5000 years.

In fact, even if you don't take safety measures and let the outside air pour in, the things inside will not be damaged quickly.

"Same as other cubes."

Chen Shu muttered in a low voice and continued to look around.

If there is no accident, these boxes are full of handicrafts at that time, precious materials needed by practitioners, and special books of different types.Some that were precious at the time are worthless now, and some that were unremarkable at the time are now extremely valuable, and history has given them meaning again.

But something more valuable is on the central stone platform.

that rock.

This stone was called the mustard stone in ancient times, also called the storage stone, the world stone, etc., and it is called the space stone in modern times.

It comes with a space inside, which can store things, and if the environment is stable, it can also hold living organisms.If it is smashed with a huge force, the space inside will also be divided proportionally.

In the past, people thought that it might be the product of other broken universes. Later, with the plane theory proposed by Mr. Eurogong, people guessed that it was the product of other broken planes.

Someone processed the finely divided space stones, set the switch mode and anti-theft prohibition, and turned them into space objects.

Therefore, space objects have nothing to do with people's attainments in space. This is a kind of mine, and this kind of mine is not self-generated by this planet. In this era, space items are more expensive than others.

Some countries regulate it directly.

Such a large space stone can also accommodate creatures, so people often call it a secret realm.

strategic materials.

Now a group of military and Taoist people surround the space stone, wanting to take it down, then untie it, take out the contents, and put them where they should be. delivered to the military.

At present, Chen Shu's task is to clean up the items in these boxes on the ground, protect them, take them out after packing them, and keep them well.

In the future, some books will be sorted out.

Maybe something will appear in a museum in the future, and some historical cognition will be corrected accordingly.

Chen Shu turned around inside first, and saw that the front of the stone tablet was engraved with six characters of 'Xizhou' and 'Yeshen Pingcang' in very standard Song style, and the time was recorded below.

After more than 5000 years, Chinese characters and people's writing habits have been slightly deformed, and even the accent has undergone slight changes. It is difficult to see Song typeface.When Chen Shu saw this handwriting, he immediately felt very kind, and also had an unspeakable touch.

But what caught his attention more was the content and the stele itself.

Xizhou is Xizhou, and it is also called Xizhou now. Yiguo is located in Zhongzhou, but why do you write about Xizhou and Yeshen closing positions here?

Take a wild guess—

Night God is a person!He is speculating in futures!

Just kidding.

Chen Shu had never seen this stele before.

Either there is no similar stele in other cubes, or the officials have hidden it, and now that Chen Shu came in in this way, he is naturally regarded as qualified to have access to this thing.

Judging by everyone's reactions, it's probably the latter.

History should be objective and realistic.

Archaeologists cannot change history, and may not be able to create history, but they should not deceive history and leave a history that is closer to the truth to future generations.

But sometimes it is really impossible to publish anything dug out of the ground, because some things are too shocking, or contradictory, or enough to overthrow the history we know and the glory we are proud of. our civilization.For example, we all regard a certain person as a great man and a common ancestor. We talk about the legends he left behind, and we draw national pride from such ancestors, but one day some things were unearthed to make his image If it is completely subverted, then such a thing may not be suitable for display to the public.

For such things, we still have to keep it, and we must keep it, but not for everyone.

What could be the reason?

Go back and ask Professor Chen.

Chen Shu followed Professor Chen to work.

night.

A group of people came out of the cube, and the tents were set up outside. They will rest here tonight, wake up tomorrow morning and start working, seamlessly, and it is hard work.

After dinner, Chen Shu shared a tent with Professor Chen.

Professor Chen sat by the bed and soaked his feet, and turned to answer Chen Shu's question: "Pingcang is a god in ancient Xizhou legends, and it was probably in the same period as the ancestors. As for why the names of the gods at that time are engraved on these steles, We don't know either."

Professor Chen paused: "There is a guess."

Chen Shu heard it.

Each cube has a stele, and each stele bears the name of a different god.

"What guess?"

"The cube was built for these gods."

"Is it possible that although these cubes are called holy ancestor cubes, they were not built by the holy ancestors? I always feel that the things in the boxes are a bit low-end."

"Unknown, everything is possible."

"Isn't there someone in Daomen who can go back to history?"

"Go back to the ancestor?"

"Oh……"

"Sleep, get up early."

Professor Chen went out to pour out the footwashing water, dried his feet and lay down on the bed to rest. He looked like an ordinary person.

Chen Shu still has to practice and chat with Qingqing.

A busy and uneventful day.

until he fell asleep—

Chen Shu seems to have come to a strange place.

The sky is like a semicircular azure hood, covering the ground tightly.The ground in the distance was blurred by dust and mist, and the outline of a city could be vaguely seen.

Behind the city is a stretch of towering snow-capped mountains. The moon came out before it got dark, and the setting sun dyed the top of the snow-capped mountains red.

This picture made Chen Shu feel familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Suddenly, a voice came into my ears:

"Why cut the west window candles together?"

After hearing this, Chen Shu froze in place, froze for a while, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

"Why cut the west window candles together?"

"..."

"Why cut the west window candles together?"

"..."

Chen Shu still remained silent.

The sound never appeared again.

Time seems to be getting very long.

……

When Chen Shu woke up, he felt very strange. He remembered that he had a strange dream, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Turning to look around, Professor Chen's bed was empty.

After getting up, getting dressed, and going outside, Chen Shu suddenly found out that he was not the only one who had this dream.

I saw Professor Shi and Professor Liu with solemn faces, and Professor Shi said to Professor Liu: "I also seemed to have a dream, but I can't remember anything. This kind of situation didn't seem to happen when the Yujing cube was excavated a few years ago. Have you ever appeared?"

"Never showed up."

"Ask those three."

"I asked those three people, and they are the same." Professor Liu said, "They also attach great importance to it. It is estimated that they will invite ninth-level masters and a dedicated research team from Yujing."

"Oh... Hey, Xiao Chen is up?"

Professor Shi became more enthusiastic about Chen Shu, because in the process of sorting out yesterday, although he hadn't made a detailed inventory, Chen Shu's inadvertently revealed professional knowledge had already made him feel good about this young man, so he quickly asked:

"Xiao Chen, did you have any dreams last night?"

"It seems to be... It feels very strange." Chen Shu said honestly, "It's that kind of feeling like having a dream, but I don't remember anything."

"That's it!"

"what happened?"

"We each had a dream last night, it was the same situation, it hasn't happened before."

"real or fake?"

"It's just weird!"

"Then shall we go in today?"

"I'm not afraid, but Xiao Chen, you should rest for two days."

"I'm not afraid either."

"Well, it's better to have another dream tonight, so that we can know what the Holy Ancestor wants to convey to us."

"You are right."

"Did you wash up? Let's go have breakfast."

"not yet."

Chen Shu picked up his things and went to wash up, full of doubts in his heart, this feeling of wanting to forget, but really unable to remember is very tormenting.

Could it be that I caused it?

Chen Shu touched the crystal that he made into a necklace.

At this time, Professor Chen came over with a bowl of tomato and egg noodles. When he saw Chen Shu, he stopped: "You know everything? Why don't you go back and rest for two days, and wait for someone from Yujing to explain the matter here." When you figure it out, come back."

"What era is it, are you still afraid of these things?"