hey your coffin lid is flying

After Ah Can handed over the middle-aged man to the logistics staff of the archaeological team, he entered the "ancient tomb" with the others.

The entrance of the "Ancient Tomb" is narrow and only half a person tall. Except for Anai who can spin and jump freely with his tail cocked, the rest of the people can only half-bend their bodies. A big guy like Ah Can is almost crawling. moved on.

Fortunately, the entrance is not long, it is a structure with a small mouth and a big belly.

After climbing five or six meters inside, I was finally able to hold my head high and look around. The place was actually bigger than I imagined.

Xiang Yunchong stood on the spot and turned around with the flashlight, then looked at the dial of the instrument he was carrying, turned around and asked: "The temperature here is suitable, the humidity is enough, and it's not stuffy, Liu Yun, why did you faint when you came in last time?" gone?"

Liu Yun shook her head, "I don't know."

"I can't remember very clearly either." Wang Ming shook his head immediately, "It's just that the eyes are dark, so..."

Xiang Yunchong looked at Qi Anwen again and said, "Old Qi, look here...is it safe?"

Qi Anwen pinched his fingers and counted, this place is very clean, but he couldn't help but look at Jia Luoye behind him, and found that his expressionless face was very calm, and he couldn't help but feel a little more at ease, "This place is thin and clean. There will be no danger."

Xiang Yunchong let out an "oh" and continued to lead the team, walking along the cave wall.

But as he walked, Xiang Yunchong felt something was wrong.

Why is this front hall built so strangely?

It doesn't look like a tomb at all.

Or it is not a tomb at all.

All ancient tombs will have tomb passages, tomb chambers and tombs, and even some dignitaries will build large tombs according to their own residences, and most of them are square and trapezoidal, and there will be coffins inside without exception.

But here...

It is a circular structure, and the cave wall is smooth and round, as if it has been carefully polished by something.

Moreover, there were no burial coffins or corpses in this front room, and even a coffin lid could not be found, and there were some dead branches, weeds and... stones all around.

Is this nesting?Or was it stolen?

Xiang Yunchong frowned, unable to think of that kind of answer for a while.

"Teacher, why are the stones here round?" Wang Ming shined the light ahead with a flashlight.

"Yeah, don't tell me I haven't noticed it yet," Liu Yunying answered, and at the same time she pointed the flashlight in the direction Wang Ming found out.

I saw stones all over the ground, all of which were round without exception.

Some are as big as ostrich eggs, while others are as small as quail eggs, densely packed on the ground.

"This may be a hobby of the owner of the tomb." Xiang Yun rushed to a large garden stone. "Some people like to collect stamps, some like to collect calligraphy and painting, maybe this person likes to collect round stones."

"Then this is too worthless for research." Wang Ming couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. The owner of such a large Western Zhou tomb actually likes to collect...stones. The key is that the texture is ordinary pebbles, not jade fossils. some type of.

Wang Ming couldn't help but sighed.

Xiang Yunchong, who took the lead, smiled, feeling much better, and continued to lead people inside.

"What do you mean you like to hoard round things?" Xiang Yang asked.

Jia Luoye thought for a while, then looked at the dead orange cat in Xiang Yang's arms and said: "This guy, he likes round things, and he can even roll the hair that falls off his body into a ball by himself. "

Anai rolled Jia Luoye's eyes, and twitched her tail.

"Wait!" Xiang Yunchong, the leader of the team, seemed to have discovered something, stopped suddenly, looked up at the stone wall on one side, and said to himself while looking: "This is a cultural relic, this It’s a cultural relic, it’s a cultural relic.”

Following Xiang Yunchong's stop, the others in the team also stopped, turning the brightness of their flashlights to the maximum.

I saw a huge ancient battlefield painted on the stone wall.

And very vivid.

You can understand it without explaining it at all.

On one side are four monstrous behemoths with different shapes.

The one in the front is like a cat with white hair, red tail and blue-faced fangs. The two in the middle are like cows and donkeys, one is brown and the other is red, and there are few pens and inks.

The one with the most pen and ink is the giant green-scaled python at the end of the team. It holds its head up and turns around in a majestic manner. Come over regularly to apply it.

As for the other side, they had ferocious faces and very thick limbs. They were all armored and sharpened, and they rushed towards the four beasts facing each other with fierce eyes.

Blood seeped into the soil under his feet everywhere, and the entire background was dyed a strange crimson brown.

There are two lines of small characters engraved on the lower left of the mural, which seem to be signatures, but the characters are twisted and twisted like snakes, making it impossible to recognize.

Xiang Yunchong subconsciously put on his reading glasses and leaned over.

"Wang Ming, get the copy down quickly, remember not to touch the stone wall with your hands, you understand?" Xiang Yun rushed back and beckoned.

"Understood." Wang Ming took out a pen and paper from his backpack, "Teacher Xiang, are you worried that there will be harmful substances on the wall?"

Xiang Yunchong pushed his glasses, "No, I'm afraid that your hands will damage the integrity of the mural."

Wang Ming: "..."

When all eyes were fixed on the wall, Xiang Yang touched Galoye with his hand and whispered from his lips: "Why do I feel that the person who drew this picture is very scheming."

Xiang Yang's breath hit Jia Luoye's face, it was warm and itchy, which made his heart ache.

"You're so powerful." Jia Luoye seemed to want Xiang Yang to feel it too. He also lowered his voice and leaned into his ear: "You can see this?"

The distance is so close that Xiang Yang can now smell the raspberry-flavored shower gel he used last night, which is so sweet.

"Look at the whole painting, the green snake, obviously he was at the back of the line and didn't dare to rush forward, but he gave him the brightest color in the whole field, and he used the most pen and ink." Xiang Yang said, "The key painting It's still so beautiful."

"It's really clever of you to say that," Galoye said, "The green snake is not as brave as the donkey in front of it. By the way, is that a donkey? It's just the brown one."

Xiang Yang looked on tiptoe.

No way, that one looks like a cow, but the painting looks like a donkey.

This drawing is also very scheming.

Except for the snake, all the others are crooked and devoid of aura.

However, the drawing of the cat in the front is not bad, with clear lines, capable lines, and not bad momentum, but the expression on the face is too cruel, as if it will growl and explode at any time.

But the background is on the battlefield.

It's okay to have a cruel expression.

From this point of view, perhaps the "person" who painted this mural was not so scheming.

Xiang Yang thought so.

Wang Ming, who was in charge of copying, hadn't finished halfway through the painting when a wind suddenly blew up in the cave.

The first ones to notice were the members of the Zong Association who were following Qi Anwen.

Ever since they entered this "ancient tomb", they have been pale and tense, and they clung to Master Qi one after another, wishing they could hang directly on him, and at this moment they dared not show any air.

The missionary in the black long coat swallowed his saliva, and asked blankly, "Where is the wind coming from? Are there really no ghosts, souls, etc. here in Master Qi?"

Xiang Yunchong glanced at that person, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, these people were actually found by himself using Huang Laoxie's dog? !

It's really pouting and blowing the lights-the fire is big!

"It's just a difference in air pressure, don't make a fuss." Xiang Yun rushed back.

"That's it," the missionary's face recovered a little, "I thought it was... I thought it was a ghost, haha"

As soon as the missionary finished speaking, a gust of wind swept over him, and immediately there was a wet smell in the dark and cramped environment.

This is obviously not a difference in air pressure! ! !

The missionary's stiff body took another big step towards Qi Zhenren's side, if it wasn't for Ah Can's figure, he really wanted to hang on Qi Zhenren's body.

The others were also shivered by the wind, and a bad mood suddenly climbed up everyone's scalp.

Of course, Jia Luoye and Xiang Yang were not included in all of them, nor was the plump dead orange cat.

I saw a small expression of excitement suddenly overflowing on its face, and licked its small nose with its tender tongue, as if it had discovered something delicious, it kept pulling Xiang Yang with its two stubby little front paws, The cry also became delicate: "Meow~meow~"

Of course, this is only Xiang Yang and Jia Luoye's understanding.

The rest of the people didn't see it that way at all, especially the missionary who wanted to hang on Qi Anwen's body, his face was terrified and ashen.

The appearance of a cat in the ancient tomb is very strange to think about, although this cat is long... rich and has no scary atmosphere.

But it is also a cat! ! !

Especially those green eyes, hoarse and deep neighing, exuding endless terror.

The missionary and Anai stared wide-eyed for a moment.

Then in Anai's third "meow", he fainted.

Like a noodle, it slid and passed out.

What, he fainted? !

Xiang Yunchong: "..." I couldn't believe my eyes.

But he doesn't have much time to take care of him now, because all his energy is on this mural.

After all, there is a fishy smell in the ancient tomb, which is too commonplace.

This ancient tomb is at least 3000 years old, and no living people have ever entered it, but it does not affect the entry and exit of some snakes, rats, insects, and ants, not to mention the fishy smell. If a dead mouse suddenly popped out, Xiang Yunchong would not blink. of.

this person...

Hey, it really doesn't work.

At this moment, Wang Ming, who had been silent and in charge of copying, suddenly exclaimed: "Teacher, look here quickly!"