Go Crazy! You Call Me the Ultimate?

Wang Kaixuan was impatient to listen to their analysis, and had already entered the cave.

"What's the use of analyzing so much, just go in and see if it's right."

In fact, he just wanted to find a place to stay, and he really didn't want to stay on the two-foot wide bird path.

Ji Changsheng smiled and nodded.

"What Lao Wang said is that since you are here, let's go in and have a look. Even if it is not the entrance of the ancient tomb, there will probably be some clues."

So everyone turned on the flashlights and walked deep into the cave.

The cave was not as deep as imagined, and after walking a few hundred meters, it came to the end.

The end is quite spacious, with two to three hundred square meters, and a three-meter-high stone tablet appears in front of people.

The stone tablet was covered with moss, and some ancient runes could be vaguely engraved on it.

When Wang Kaixuan saw it, he patted Professor Sun on the shoulder and said.

"Old Sun, this is your specialty. Only you can understand these ghostly symbols, so let's go!"

Needless to say, Professor Sun had already put on his reading glasses and leaned over to observe carefully.

Only Yaomei exclaimed.

"There are a lot of dead bones here!"

Wang Kaixuan quickly used a flashlight to shine a light on the back of the stele, only to see human skeletons all over the ground, piled up in a thick layer, at least thousands of them!

Shirley Yang took a closer look and couldn't help being taken aback.

"It's not a human skeleton, it's some kind of primate."

She attached herself to pick up a skeleton, looked at it carefully, and said in an affirmative tone.

"It's some kind of ape, the same kind as that old ape."

When Yaomei heard this, instead of relaxing, she felt even weirder.

"Why are there so many ape skeletons?"

There are no mass burials for apes. Their remains are scattered all over the mountain. So many bones gathered in one place are probably man-made!

With curiosity, people walked around the stele and walked inside.

When the light of the flashlight passed, I saw a shining face quietly watching them in the corner.

The weirdest thing is that this face is not human, but a pig's head!

Yaomei's expression changed in fright, and she hid behind Wang Kaixuan. If she hadn't been so brave, she would have almost screamed.

Wang Kaixuan hurriedly comforted him.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a metal mask, not a ghost."

Said, walked to the front to have a look.

I saw a strange jade statue standing in the corner, and the pig's head mask was worn on the head of the statue.

The body and limbs of this statue are human beings, sitting upright, tall and burly, with luxurious clothes, like an ancient nobleman.

Wang Kaixuan couldn't help laughing.

"Which god is this sculpture? Is it Zhu Bajie, the envoy of the altar?"

As he spoke, he reached out to take off the mask.

The mask was so shiny it looked like it was made of gold.

Wang Kaixuan didn't use much force, and took off the mask with a slight twist.

But what people didn't expect was that there was nothing behind the mask, that is to say, the statue didn't engrave the head, but replaced it with a mask.

"Damn, it's actually brass, I thought it was gold."

Wang Kaixuan threw the mask on the ground with a look of disgust, looked at the statue again, his eyes lit up, and he turned his head.

"Mr. Ji, isn't this the headless king in the code word!"

Although the statue has no head, it is sitting upright, with a burly figure and gorgeous costumes. It is obviously a prince and nobleman of extraordinary status.

It fits the headless king in the code word!

Before Ji Changsheng could answer, Professor Sun, who was studying the stele, exclaimed.

"My God, this is actually an oracle bone inscription from more than 3000 years ago!"

Chapter 701 The Legend of Wuling King

In order to find the ancient tomb of Dixian, Professor Sun has been immersing himself in the study of Bashu culture for decades, and has a deep knowledge of ancient characters and semiotics.

But what he didn't expect was that the inscriptions on this stone tablet were much older than the Ming Dynasty, and they were actually oracle bone inscriptions from the Yin and Shang Dynasties more than 3000 years ago!

Oracle bone inscriptions are the oldest writing in China. Few people in the world today can understand them. Even archaeologists have only deciphered part of them.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

This pig head statue turned out to be an ancient relic from the Yin and Shang Dynasties!

Upon hearing this, Wang Kaixuan quickly picked up the pig's head mask, brushed off the dust, and carefully put it into his backpack.

This is an antique of more than 3000 years, even if it is made of brass, it is worth a lot of money.

Everyone came to the stele and looked curiously.

Professor Sun had already wiped off the moss on the stele, and an ancient oracle bone inscription with a total of thousands of characters emerged.

Wang Kaixuan asked hurriedly.

"What does it say? Can you understand it?"

Professor Sun revealed a smug expression, and replied in a showy tone.

"Speaking of oracle bone inscriptions, perhaps few of them know better than me."

He pointed at the stele.

"This is about the origin of the Black Sheep King."

The real name of King Wuyang should be King Wuling.

According to the records of the stele, as early as the Xia Dynasty before the Yin and Shang Dynasties, the Wu Gorge area was flooded, the fields had no harvest, and many people died of starvation.

Just when people were helpless, a hermit in the mountains appeared.

The hermit was tall and tall with a dark complexion. He called himself the Great King of Wuling.

But he put forward two conditions. First, when he was dealing with the flood, no other people could be present. Everyone must avoid it, otherwise the spell would not work.

Second, give him rich food and wine every day, packed in a big tripod.

The common people were like people who fell into the water, grabbed a life-saving straw, and agreed without thinking too much.

So King Wuling practiced in the mountains every day, driving Yin soldiers to control the river. People only heard the rumbling of thunder and the clouds in the sky, but they didn't know what kind of magical means.

The common people were grateful for King Wuling's hard work, and married a woman to him as his wife, and the wife was responsible for preparing meals every day.

After a while, it rained heavily, and the food delivered remained untouched for two consecutive days.

The wife was puzzled, so she took people into the mountain to check.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

There are no tall people in the mountains, only a huge black pig, pushing the mud and sundries hard in the river, behind it there are countless mandrills and ghosts carrying rocks.

It turns out that King Wuling was actually transformed by a black pig in the mountains, and he cultivated the supernatural powers to drive Yin soldiers and mountain ghosts.

He showed his original shape and used the power of ghosts and gods to control the floods, so people avoided him.

After the true identity of King Wuling was discovered, he hurriedly hid in the deep mountains, not daring to see his wife.

The madam didn't care about these things, she knelt in front of the mountain and begged bitterly, but got no response, she threw herself into the river in shame and anger.

King Wuling felt ashamed of his wife, so he led the mountain ghost to dredge the last section of the river, and the flood was finally cured.

When the emperor at that time heard about it, he sent someone to find King Wuling and asked him to deal with the floods of other rivers.

But King Wuling insisted on going back to the mountains and forests. Unless his wife was resurrected, he would never come out of the mountains.

When he was about to retire to the mountains, the people of Wushan were grateful for his kindness and prepared a sumptuous feast to see him off.

Satisfied with food and drink, King Wuling, who was drunk from drinking, passed out on the river beach when he walked to Xiling Mountain, showing his original shape.

The local people in Xiling didn't know the details, so they thought it was a wild boar spirit, so they slaughtered the sleeping King Wuling, burned a cauldron, plucked the hair, let the blood out, and dug out the internal organs to cook.

When the people of Wuling found out about this and found King Wuling, the internal organs had already been cooked and shared.

Since then, disasters have continued in the area of ​​Xiling Mountain, with floods and locust plagues raging, and the people are in dire straits.

The people all said that it was the ghost of King Wuling, so they collected the unfinished remains and built a large tomb in Wuxia Mountain.

Since King Wuling's body was decomposed into pieces and his head was eaten, he had to carve a body out of jade and put a fake head out of brass to enshrine in the temple.

From then on, sacrifices were made every year, and the incense continued, which gradually quelled the disaster.

It is said that the bird path with hundreds of twists and turns in the Wu Gorge was built by the Yin soldiers in order to transport earth and rocks.

When dredging the river, many salt mines were also dug out. These underground mines are connected to the tomb of King Wuling!

When Professor Sun finished talking about the content on the stele, everyone finally understood.

This cave was originally a shrine dedicated to King Wuling, and the stone tablet was used to record his great achievements.

The skeletons of apes scattered all over the cave are the mandrills he drove back then, and they were buried here with their master after death.

It took Wang Kaixuan a long time to come back to his senses, and he said with a look of disbelief.

"Mr. Ji, is there really such an evil thing?"

The black pig who has cultivated to be fine, has the supernatural power to drive mandrills and ghosts, and married a human wife. The story on this stone tablet does not look like a real history, but like a fairy tale.

Ji Changsheng shrugged.

"I didn't know until I found this ancient tomb."

If it were a few years ago, he must have felt that the story was made up, but now he is not sure.