Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"Big demon?"

"Toad fishing for monsters?"

These words were like a thunderbolt that struck several people's hearts.

Rao was the first red girl to arrive here, and she also looked confused.

Her attention was completely attracted by the cave that breathed out strange mist. She never thought that there was a big demon in the cave.

I noticed something strange about a few people.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and waved to them.

Then he held a wind lantern and walked straight down the stone bridge formed by fossil trees.

Seeing this, Partridge Whistle dared not delay and handed the toad in his hand to a clerk behind him.

He gestured to Hua Ling with his eyes again.

Let her stay here first.

It was such a weird place, and the water was full of naked female corpses.

For a little girl like her.

Staying and waiting is the best option.

Miss Hong hesitated for a moment, but decided to stay with her.

Besides, if they all leave, if things change again, she can still handle it if she stays.

In the flickering lights.

There were only four people, Chen Yulou, Kunlun, Partridge Shao and the old foreigner.

Quickly walk between the stone bridges by the light of the fire.

A few minutes later, the group of people arrived at the entrance of the cave.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear the dull thunderous breathing.

"Really..."

Partridge Whistle's face darkened slightly.

When Chen Yulou talked about the big demon just now, he specially sensed it with Qi.

But found nothing.

But there was always some doubt in my heart.

But at this moment, the sound of breathing was endless, and he could not imagine what kind of amazing monster was dormant in the cave to make such a terrifying noise.

It's not just him.

Kunlun and the old foreigner obviously noticed it.

The two of them subconsciously held the halberd and the long bow, and stared down at them, their expressions full of vigilance.

"This way."

But Chen Yulou just pointed to the left side.

While talking.

The wind lantern in his hand was also raised forward.

The fire dispelled the darkness, and the three of them saw... a cliff standing in front of them.

Staying in a damp and cold environment for too long.

The stone wall looked like it had been soaked in ink.

Even when the light shines on it, it only reflects a black glaze-like color.

"Stone platform?"

Wait for your eyes to follow the lights and circle to the left.

The corners of the three people's eyes twitched again.

Between the deep cliffs, someone had clearly carved out a stone platform.

One can still vaguely see reliefs one after another, with complex compositions. Just taking a glance at them, there is an aura of ancient wilderness rushing towards your face.

I saw several people’s eyes light up.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time, jumped up and landed on the stone platform.

"Come and see."

The three of them did not hesitate.

The stone platform was about two or three meters square, and it could easily accommodate a few of them without feeling crowded at all.

However, no one paid any attention to this.

My mind is drawn to those ancient reliefs.

The first thing that caught his eye was a tall figure.

He is tall, with a dark face and upright hair. He holds a skull in his mouth and looks majestic.

"Isn't this the mountain god from the previous temple?"

The old foreigner frowned and almost blurted out.

Previously, in the mountain temple in the valley, there was such a clay statue enshrined on the shrine.

There is no skull except in the mouth.

The rest of the details are almost identical.

"That's it."

Chen Yulou nodded and affirmed.

The voice just fell.

The suspicious voice of a partridge whistle came from the side.

"It's still not right, Brother Chen... Look at the weathering of this relief, it's at least three to four thousand years old. King Xian was born in the era of Emperor Wu, so it's only two thousand years at most. The time doesn't seem to match."

As the leader of this generation.

Partridge Whistle has seen no less antique artifacts than he has.

Although he is focused on searching for pearls, his eyesight is many times better than that of those court servants in antique shops.

His fingers lightly touched the relief marks.

You can determine the approximate era.

I dare not say three thousand or four thousand years, but at least it is a relic of the Spring and Autumn Period.

In the middle, there are the Warring States and Pre-Qin.

The time span is too big.

"Brother Taoist, have you ever thought...maybe King Xian is the one who takes over the magpie's nest?"

boom!

A short sentence.

But it was like an enlightenment.

Partridge Whistle was stunned in place.

"You mean, this stone platform is not owned by King Xian at all, but is a more ancient existence?"

"Most likely."

Chen Yulou nodded.

"Brother Dao, do you still remember the inscription on the Zhenling genealogy? When there was a dispute in ancient Dian, King Xian took away a group of people who were loyal to him and came to Zhelong Mountain."

"As for the larger ones, ten thousand people came with him."

"But the construction of this large mausoleum required more than 100,000 civilians. Brother Dao has never thought about where these extra people came from."

Chen Yulou had a sneer in his eyes.

There was a chilling atmosphere in his words.

"Captives, slaves..."

A partridge whistle will clear the air.

In ancient times, to build mausoleums, in addition to recruiting civilians, most of the others were either prisoners of war or slaves.

The ancient Dian Kingdom was originally a small country.

At the same time as him, there was the ancient Mengmao Kingdom in southern Yunnan.

But the geographical distance is too far.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left. The slaves who participated in the construction of King Xian's tomb at that time were the Yi people who had lived here for generations.

But it was defeated by King Xian.

He had no choice but to become a prisoner.

If this is the case, then the altar here was left by the ancestors of the Yi people.

"I see……"

Partridge Whistle's thoughts were racing, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

On the contrary, Kunlun and the old foreigners, because they had never seen the Zhenling Pu inscription, felt as if they were listening to a book from heaven.

"Look again to see if there are any other reliefs."

Hearing this, several people looked down again.

It's just that the reliefs on several sides are badly worn and extremely disordered, making it difficult to tell the order.

"Shopkeeper, this way."

Kunlun was still sharp-eyed. When the euphorbia in his hand passed through the dust accumulated on the stone platform, he discovered another relief.

Seeing this, several people took action together.

Clear away heavy sand and gravel soil.

Soon, a picture scroll with a very different style appeared in front of everyone.

I saw a group of bare-chested natives with feathers on their heads, taking a small boat, crossing the big lake, and appearing under the cliff all the way.

Seeing this, several people suddenly understood.