"But what is the relationship between the ancient Jiang Kingdom and the ancient gods?" Yu Wenyou said softly, "Why are there so many murals of the gods on the tomb passage outside?"
Xiaopang frowned, "Although I'm smart, I can't think of any connection between the two."
Wen Ye wanted to laugh a little, so he stretched out his arm and bumped Xiaopang, "Hey, can you stop being so narcissistic?"
"How about we go up and take a look?" Zhuo Yi asked in a low voice, "Look at it, there seems to be a golden dome? Could it be a main hall?"
"Look?" Everyone subconsciously looked at the expressionless Jiang Nai.
The latter gave them an indifferent look, and Leng Duidi said, "There is only one way up in front of us."
Everyone coughed slightly, as if they could sense that the little girl was in a bad mood.
Jiang Xiaonai really refused in her heart.
These things have been around for thousands of years, why does she have to pick them up bit by bit now?
She just wants to be a salted fish now, dear!
I don’t really want to know so many complicated things.
And subconsciously, she felt that the more she knew, the less good she would do. She had a hunch...it seemed like she had deliberately sealed away some important memory fragments, and she really didn't want to remember them.
She is actually willing to respect her deep-seated choices, but there seems to be an invisible big hand pushing herself forward.
Xian Yunai turned to look at Leng Qiuhan, "Do you still have the strength to climb up?"
Everyone shook their heads hurriedly and turned to Jiang Nai with bitter faces, their eyes filled with yearning for "please take me, please take me".
The little girl reached out and slapped her forehead, feeling the urge to leave these weaklings behind.
I really don’t know what the use is of dragging these little scumbags around?
Jiang Nai raised his hand and released the spirit of the leaves. With a slight movement of his mind, the leaves stretched out, enough to accommodate more than twenty people.
Everyone jumped up quickly and sat down in order.
"Let's go!" Little Fatty shouted enthusiastically, waving his fists.
Jiang Nai glanced at him and thought to himself that this kid still had the energy to have fun, so it was obvious that he wasn't too tired.
"Junior Sister Jiang, your means of transportation is too reliable."
"Yeah, it's much more convenient than traveling through the spirit boat."
Lou Shihan listened to everyone's compliments and felt a sense of anger in his heart.
Having been blessed by the aurora of heaven and earth four times, how come I have never had such good luck?
Ye Zhiling flew steadily towards the top of the steps. As far as everyone could see, there were pieces of armor and stone carvings on both sides, arranged neatly and solemnly.
"It's amazing." Zhuo Yi exclaimed, "Could it be the royal temple of the ancient gods?"
"No." Xiaopang shook his head with determination, "Looking at the armor format and the style of the Changge, I can confirm that this must be a soldier from the ancient Jiang Kingdom."
Zhuo Yi suddenly realized, "No wonder you kept talking about the Empress' Mausoleum before."
"But how come this mausoleum of the ancient empress of Jiang Kingdom was built in the underground mausoleum of the ancient gods?"
Zhuo Yi's words are also the doubts in everyone's mind.
"Senior Brother Di Qing is well-informed, but do you have any assumptions?"
"Senior Brother Di Qing?" Several people called out one after another. Seeing that Di Qing didn't respond at all, they couldn't help but turn their heads to take a second look out of curiosity.
Di Qing sat upright with a cold face, looking at the rows of stone sculptures in front of him, his thoughts seemed to be wandering to nowhere.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Di Qing?" Fang Ru asked softly.
Zhuo Yi shook his head and gave Fang Ru a "don't bother me" look, and Fang Ru shut up angrily.