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"Whoosh whoosh" "whoosh whoosh whoosh" "whoosh whoosh whoosh".

The rats in the cave were scurrying around, and Zhang Yu and Wen Qiong just watched. Wen Qiong was stunned, and his mouth was so wide open that he couldn't close it for a long time.

Zhang Yu looked around, and he soon discovered that there were at least four mouse holes in the cave alone. In addition to the first time, there is another portal on the right side in front. The portal is open. From this position, it is dark inside.

Needless to say, the mouse's escape speed was really fast. It didn't take more than a minute to escape.

Wen Qiong's anxious heart finally settled when he was sure that there was no more mouse in sight.

"Huhu." She breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling, and after a while she said: "Why are there so many mice here?"

"This mountain is called Rat Mountain. Wherever there are holes, there will naturally be no shortage of rats." Zhang Yu said as he looked around. In fact, he was also surprised as to why there were so many rats.

There might be seven or eight hundred rats in one cave alone. How many rats would there be in the entire Tangniu Mountain?

The current ecological environment is not as good as before, and there are many pesticides, which is not suitable for the growth of mice at all. It's unimaginable that there are so many rats here.

Zhang Yu followed and saw clearly the general situation in the cave.

This cave is really not small, covering no less than 200 square meters. There weren't many things inside, there were rat droppings everywhere, and there were some broken jars, and there seemed to be bones exposed in the jars.

Soon, Zhang Yu discovered something was wrong again. There seemed to be a formation here, a Feng Shui bureau.

"Let's go over and have a look." Zhang Yu held Wen Qiong's hand, holding the money sword in the other hand, and walked towards a broken jar in the distance.

After walking a few steps, Wen Qiong screamed, "Human head."

Zhang Yu also saw now that there was a white skull in the broken jar.

"If it were not an accident, this head should have been placed in a jar." Zhang Yu said.

"Who would be so cruel?" Wen Qiong was a little nervous.

"I don't know, but I feel like this place seems to be old." Zhang Yu said, getting closer and closer to the jar.

Wen Qiong was obviously scared. Even though she had seen a lot of great things in the world, she was still a woman. In a place like this, facing this kind of thing is definitely a new test for one's courage.

When he came to the jar, Zhang Yu glanced at the head, then closed his eyes and felt everything here with his mind's eye.

Soon, a scene like this appeared in front of them, with nine people kneeling in a circle. "Swish, swish, swish," their heads were chopped off one by one and put into jars.

Everything disappeared and Zhang Yu opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was even more able to conclude that this was definitely a formation. But what kind of formation it was, I didn't see it.

Generally speaking, using nine heads to form a formation should generally be related to nine. Even if Zhang Yu cannot say that he knows everything about the "nine" formation, he can still see some clues.

It's just that Zhang Yu didn't see it at the moment.

He then picked up a broken piece of tile, which looked like it was made of pottery. It had an ancient aura on it, and this aura was particularly strong. It was so rich that Zhang Yu had never seen it before.

"This is pottery!" At this time, Wen Qiong next to him suddenly said.

"Auntie, do you know this?" Zhang Yu looked at Wen Qiong.

"I have seen something similar to this in the museum, and I learned it in school, so it must be pottery," Wen Qiong said.

"Then do you know the approximate year?" Zhang Yu asked.

"According to historical records, pottery became popular from the Xia and Shang Dynasties and continued until the Han Dynasty. Pottery burial objects will be excavated in many ancient tombs," Wen Qiong said.

"So long ago." Zhang Yu smacked his tongue. No wonder the ancient atmosphere on this pottery piece was so strong. It seemed that it was indeed very old.

Immediately afterwards, he glanced around again and said: "Ancient tomb!"

"Yes, they are usually unearthed from ancient tombs here and here." Wen Qiong immediately realized it and started to look around.

The cave is not small, and there are not many things in it. God knows whether it is an ancient tomb or not.

"Xiao Yu, you said that the old man built the tomb above, so it's impossible that he doesn't know what's going on below." Wen Qiong said.

"That's right! It's impossible for him not to know!" Zhang Yu also thought of this, and then said doubtfully: "But since he found the ancient tomb, he didn't report it, and he didn't take the pottery away. And they built a tomb on top, what’s the purpose?”

"This." Wen Qiong shook his head.

Zhang Yu put the pottery fragment into his pocket. Although he could not determine the age of this thing, Zhang Yu could definitely identify it if he knew someone.

This person is naturally Bao Jiayin's father Bao Chengwen.

Zhang Yu then looked towards the door on that side. The door was open, and there seemed to be two strange things placed on both sides.

"Auntie, let's go over there and have a look." Zhang Yu said.

"Yeah." Wen Qiong is also full of curiosity about this place now. He has often heard about archeology and tomb robbing, but he has never seen it before.

Today is an eye-opener with Zhang Yu.

She was nervous before, but with Zhang Yu holding her hand, with this man by her side, her heart gradually became more at ease.

This man alone, who had previously beaten away the rats, was enough to protect her.

The two people slowly came to the door. They didn't see the door. It was empty. Further ahead, it was pitch black, except for the faint sound of two mice.

On both sides of the portal, there is a statue. The two statues are the same, about two meters high, with the body of a lion, but the face is that of a human.

The faces of the two statues are slightly different, with a look of repentance on their facial expressions, which are lifelike but also weird.

"Tomb-suppressing beast!" Wen Qiong blurted out.

Yes, this is the tomb beast. Zhang Yu had never seen a real tomb-suppressing beast, but he had heard from Lao Wangtou that the tomb-suppressing beast was a kind of underworld weapon. Ancient people believed that there were various wild ghosts and evil spirits in the underworld that would harm the dead. Therefore, the purpose of setting up tomb beasts is first to ward off evil spirits and protect the peace of the souls of the deceased.

But such funerary objects are no longer needed.

"Auntie, do you also know about the tomb-suppressing beast?" Zhang Yu looked over and asked.

"You really don't know anything as an aunt. I graduated from the Chinese Department and took the History Department as an elective!" Wen Qiong pouted and said proudly: "Tomb-suppressing beasts were particularly popular during the Warring States Period. Since I went to school According to textbooks at that time, tomb-suppressing beasts were first seen in Chu tombs during the Warring States Period, and continued until the Sui and Tang Dynasties, gradually disappearing after the Five Dynasties. Combined with the pottery I just saw, I think this tomb is likely to be from the Warring States Period! Of course, it is not Excluding the Qin and Han dynasties."

I can't help him with other things, but now he has his own use. How can Wen Qiong be dissatisfied?

Zhang Yu listened to Wen Qiong's story while observing the tomb-slaying beast. He had thought it was strange before, but suddenly, he finally noticed, "Look, the tomb-slaying beast's eyes!"