Even if Wu Dazhi wanted to continue research on the bronze coffin, it was impossible. With absolutely no other choice, he could only accept Chu Yu's suggestion.
The three of them continued walking forward with their own thoughts in mind. After walking for about fifteen or six minutes, they finally arrived at the building they had seen before.
The building is splendid and grand, but it looks more like a yurt on the grassland than a traditional Han palace building.
The three people looked at each other. Only they knew what they were feeling at this time. Wu Dazhi took the lead in walking up the steps before Chu Yu could speak.
Although it is a yurt-like building, it also has the characteristics of Han Chinese architecture, that is, a very long corridor. Through the corridor, Wu Dazhi and the others came to a main hall.
"Go in or not?" Wu Dazhi frowned slightly and said, "Let me tell you first, none of the three of us knows what is in here. If something unexpected happens, we can only leave it to fate!"
Wu Dazhi is right. When facing an unknown danger, most people are not 100% sure that they will survive.
Chu Yu thought for a while, and Wu Dazhi saw that it was not impossible for her to survive in the previous mausoleum and escape.
But the current situation was far different from what she had expected. No matter how capable she was, she wasn't sure she could really escape.
Cooperation seems to be the best choice for her now.
Thinking of this, Chu Yu nodded without hesitation and said in a very calm voice: "I am very clear about our current situation. If I don't choose to cooperate, our chances of survival will be greatly reduced!"
With Chu Yu's approval, Wu Dazhi didn't have any worries. He reached out and pushed the door of the hall, but to his surprise, the door was very strong. Wu Dazhi pushed hard several times but still couldn't push it open.
"Step aside and let your fat grandpa come!" Zhou Zijing glanced at Wu Dazhi with disdain and pushed him aside.
At first, Zhou Zijing pushed with his hands, but he didn't push it open. Instead, he sweated all over his head. In the end, he simply pushed it with his body, and finally got the door open.
The moment the door opened, a gust of dark wind blew in his face. Wu Dazhi was afraid that the wind would carry something, so he quickly turned his head to the side.
Only when the cold wind passed did he dare to stride into the main hall.
"Tell me, you two, why do I think things are so evil?" Zhou Zijing followed Wu Dazhi and walked in, muttering: "I feel that this kind of building exists, but if you think this building really exists, those archaeologists
Everything is for free?!"
There is some truth in what Zhou Zijing said. If this thing really existed, let alone the archaeologists, even the gold-touching captains who dreamed of gold every day would come here like crazy.
"Don't think too much, fat brother!" Chu Yu was the first to comfort him: "Although many things exist, if you don't have that fate, you can't see it. I think we are just destined to be with that princess!"
Wu Dazhi nodded. What Chu Yu said made sense. Over time, anything will be stained with spiritual energy. Once there is spiritual energy, many things will become difficult to understand.
Zhou Zijing muttered something to himself again, and seeing that he couldn't defeat Wu Dazhi and Chu Yu, he stopped speaking.
The equipment brought by Wu Dazhi and the others was limited. The previous military flashlights had been almost destroyed. The only thing they could count on was the equipment on Chu Yu's body.
Chu Yu also came prepared. She took out a flashlight from the bottom of her backpack and handed it to Wu Dazhi: "You two should use it sparingly. If this is not used, we will be blind!"
Wu Dazhi held the flashlight and briefly scanned the hall. The hall was very large, covering an area of several hundred square meters, with nine thick pillars supporting the entire building.
Each large pillar is carved with a dragon, either flying or just emerging from the clouds.
Wu Dazhi walked quickly around the main hall. The decoration here was very distinctive. Dragons could be seen everywhere, as well as auspicious clouds and fairies.
In ancient Chinese history, the dragon was regarded as the exclusive possession of the emperor. Ordinary people, even if you are a relative of the emperor, are not allowed to use dragons as decorative patterns without authorization.
"Oh my god, I read Dazhi correctly, are you not dazzled? Why are there dragons carved everywhere in here?"
Zhou Zijing walked around behind Wu Dazhi and saw something was wrong:
"Could it be that the person living here is not a princess at all, but a female emperor?"
Female emperor? What Zhou Zijing said reminded Wu Dazhi. But even a three-year-old child knows that the female emperors of China came from the Tang Dynasty, not the Liao Dynasty established by the Khitans.
What's more, even when Wu Zetian was emperor, she never did it so blatantly. Within the scope of Wu Dazhi's knowledge, the only woman who dared to use dragons in her mausoleum or residence was Cixi.
While Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing were making random guesses, Chu Yu had already walked several times in the hall. At this time, she returned to Wu Dazhi, her beauty frowning slightly, as if she had thought of something, she paused for a moment, and then said:
"Brother Slim, as far as I know, not only the emperor's things can be decorated with dragons, but also the immortals in the sky, can't they also be decorated with dragons?"
As soon as Chu Yu said these words, Wu Dazhi was instantly awakened. Yes, in this world, besides emperors, gods can also be decorated with dragons, phoenixes and auspicious clouds.
Thinking about all the abnormal things that the girl princess had done before, Wu Dazhi began to feel that he seemed to have understood something:
"Chu Yu is right! Let's go on and take a look inside!"
Walking further inside, there is another long corridor. On both sides of the corridor are long strips of cloth with different Khitan characters written on them. The strips are made of fine silk. Even after a thousand years, they are still as bright as new.
Same.
Each cloth strip was also decorated with a copper bell. When the three of them passed by, a breeze blew by, and the copper bells sounded very pleasantly.
But if you listen carefully, the crisp sound of the bell seems to be mixed with a hint of a girl's laughter. It is obviously a pleasant sound, but to the ears of the three of them, it becomes a terrifying and life-threatening song.
Zhou Zijing trembled involuntarily, glanced at the banner, and found something to say:
"Dazhi, guess what is written on it? I think it must be something important, otherwise it would never be written on such fine silk!"
As Zhou Zijing spoke, he actually stopped and reached out to grab a strip of cloth. He looked at the copper bell below and suddenly sighed:
"Oh, this princess is really rich. Dazhi, come here quickly. There are pearls in the copper bells!"
Wu Dazhi snorted softly, indicating that he heard Zhou Zijing's words, and said casually:
"Maybe it's some kind of prayer for blessing. Don't waste your time studying it. We're not Khitan people and we can't understand it!"
As he said this, Wu Dazhi ignored Zhou Zijing and continued walking forward with Chu Yu. After about three minutes, the three of them finally reached the end of the corridor.