She was also quite curious and came over to see what was going on.
She had only heard about this place from her mother, and her mother had only heard it from her grandmother. She didn't know the specific conditions inside.
Therefore, it would be false to say that Mingzhu is not curious about this place.
Coming closer to take a look, Mingzhu couldn't help but exhale softly.
"Ah! What is this?"
Mingzhu's surprised voice also pulled Muchuan back from his thoughts.
Muchuan swallowed his saliva, bravely jumped into the dark room.
It's useless to wait at this moment, so let's come in and observe carefully.
After a brief inspection, Muchuan judged that these so-called "people" should not be living people, but things similar to wax statues.
Sure enough, Muchuan took a closer look and found that although these 'people' looked lifelike, they were not actually real people.
This actually made Muchuan breathe a little sigh of relief.
If these were real people, whether they were dead or alive, it would be no small matter.
After all, it has been at least three to five years since the palace was destroyed. After so many years, these people can survive without eating or drinking, even if they are a little scared.
Even if they had died a long time ago, it was quite unusual for their bodies to remain so fresh.
Fortunately, you don't have to worry about all this, because these are just wax figures.
Mingzhu hid behind Mingzhu and looked at these wax figures carefully.
She didn't have Muchuan's extraordinary knowledge and didn't understand what wax figures were. She just found these people weird and scary.
"Brother Mu, are they humans or ghosts?"
Mingzhu's voice was trembling.
When Muchuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head in confusion.
"Silly girl, this is a wax figure, not a living person."
"Wax figure?"
Mingzhu expressed confusion.
Muchuan further explained: "It is also a kind of puppet sculpture, but the colors are bright and lifelike, so it looks like a real person."
"If you don't believe me, take a closer look and see that their bodies are obviously oily?"
After Muchuan said this, Mingzhu became bolder.
She took a closer look and found this feature.
These wax figures look oily. If they were real people, they would probably be human-shaped oil fields.
Putting aside the matter of wax figures for now, these bottles and jars are what Muchuan is most curious about at the moment.
This place is so secretive, and these wax figures are quite strange. The bottles and jars they hold are probably the real secret.
Maybe the map that Muchuan has been thinking about is contained in these bottles and jars.
Muchuan said: "Sister Mingzhu, your Tubo people's customs are quite strange. You actually use this method to hide treasures."
When Mingzhu heard this, her face was blank.
"Brother Mu, we in Tubo don't have this kind of custom of storing things."
"Then do you know what these represent?
Is it some kind of ritual?”
Muchuan asked.
Mingzhu shook her head, she was also quite confused.
Since Mingzhu knew nothing about it, Muchuan's continued questioning was useless.
The easiest way right now is to take out a jar, open it and see what it is.
Ever since, Muchuan took the jar from the hand of a girl's wax figure.
To put it bluntly, the jar seemed to have grown on the wax figure, and Muchuan could not easily take it off.
Fortunately, Muchuan was very strong and pulled hard, but it was still pulled off.
However, Muchuan couldn't help but frowned when looking at the wax figure's palm.
Part of the wax figure's palm was torn off, revealing what was under the palm.
What could the wax figure’s palm be?
It must be wax.
Muchuan also saw that it was filled with waxy yellow fluid, and it was estimated that part of the wax melted under the strong force.
But for some reason, Muchuan always felt that there was something wrong with the color of the fluid.
Is it more like dried blood than melted wax?
"Brother Mu, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing that Muchuan had not opened the can for a long time, Mingzhu couldn't help but feel worried and shouted twice quickly.
Muchuan came back to his senses and shook his head, "It's nothing."
I'm afraid I'm just overthinking it.
Muchuan stopped thinking about it and returned his attention to the jar.
This jar is very exquisite. Even if it was kept in the Tang Dynasty, it would be one of the best treasures.
It’s unimaginable that such a beautiful jar should be placed in a dark room that never sees the light of day. It’s really a waste of natural resources.
There were colorful paintings on the body of the jar. Muchuan couldn't quite understand it, so he could only roughly understand it. It seemed to tell a story, but the painting method was too outrageous, and Muchuan really couldn't understand it.
Unexpectedly, Mingzhu was able to understand this painting.
She gave Muchuan a rough explanation, and Muchuan finally understood.
It turns out that it depicts the life of a little girl who died of smallpox.
After understanding this, Muchuan couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the girl's wax figure.
Suddenly, an extremely bold conjecture was born in Muchuan's mind.
However, Muchuan quickly rejected this conjecture.
Just kidding, that’s impossible!
Muchuan shook his head, thought no more, and planned to open the jar.
The mouth of the jar is sealed with fine silk.
This silk is not simple, and Muchuan is well-informed, but this is the first time he has seen silk with such perfect texture.
Even the silk used in the Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty was probably not so perfect, right?
At this point, Muchuan felt even more weird.
Everything here is weird, a strong warning, warning Muchuan not to open the jar.
Mingzhu on the side also shivered and said: "Brother Mu, I think we should not open this jar. For some reason, my beads have been extremely hot from the beginning."
As she spoke, Mingzhu stretched out her white wrist, and the Buddhist beads she wore on it were faintly glowing with golden light, giving the illusion of driving away evil spirits.
Seeing this, Muchuan confirmed his thoughts. There was something wrong with this jar and it must not be opened!
Ever since, Muchuan placed the jar on the wax figure's hand again.
The strange thing is that as soon as the jar was put back, the beads in Mingzhu's hand stopped glowing, as if they were calm again.
Muchuan couldn't help but feel a little hairy. Looking at these wax figures this time, he felt a little more frightened for no reason.
Muchuan stopped touching these wax figures and the jars they held, and instead looked elsewhere.
Fortunately, there are some things in other places.
These things are also valuable, and if placed outside, they are treasures that can attract thousands of people to fight for.
Muchuan took some of the most valuable ones and kept them, planning to use them as travel expenses later.
After some searching, Mingzhu screamed in surprise.
