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Chapter 41

Chapter 41

When working on the pointed hammer, the Sun brothers took over and worked non-stop. The texture of the bluestone was not sharp and hard. It took a few people to work together in one day, but it only took a few hours.

After punching out the groove for the cow nose, follow the same method as before, attach the crutch needle and put the rope on it.

"As soon as I shouted, I tried my best. This thing is much smaller and should be able to be done in one go." Sun Laosan took the lead in pulling up the rope, and the three of us followed closely and picked up the rope.

Taking a deep breath, he lowered his voice.

"three two."

"one!"

The rope was straightened instantly, and the direction of our force was to the left.

"There was a boom," there was a loud sound as the rocks inside fell to the ground.

Sun Laosan's prediction was correct. With the first experience, we found the right method this time and succeeded the first time.

Following the principle of caution, Sun Laosan first lit a white candle in the crack of the door to test the oxygen content of the space inside.

The candle stood on the ground, and the flame burned brightly and dimly. No wind was felt, but the flame of the candle fell to one side.

"No problem, third brother." I asked in a low voice.

He waved his hand, indicating that he would observe for two more minutes.

After a few minutes, the candle burned as before and did not suddenly become smaller, which showed that the oxygen content inside was fairly stable.

"Watch your step," he told us, and we worked together to push open the two stone doors.

The temperature inside the second door is very low. People can feel it as soon as they come in. Even though they are wearing thick clothes, they still feel cold. The white air exhaled by people is very obvious.

"Huh...it's so cold, Third Brother, the temperature outside here must be more than ten degrees different," a mole kept rubbing his hands.

Sun Laosan also felt strange and heard him say: "The temperature here in Moth Mountain is quite constant. I didn't expect it to be so strange here. I don't understand it."

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. None of us are geologists. Let's explore the path first," said Boss Sun.

"Second brother and third brother, please look up quickly," I flashed the flashlight randomly, and I suddenly discovered something.

There are still many brightly colored murals left in the southwest corner of the stone wall.

"The mural...this...this doesn't seem to be a Western Zhou style mural." Sun Laosan raised his head and illuminated the mural with a flashlight. His expression was incredulous.

"Not the Western Zhou Dynasty? What do you mean?" I read it again.

On the stone walls, the overall color of these murals is mainly black and red, and there are many of them. They are almost everywhere illuminated by flashlights, not counting the unseen places.

The themes of the murals are very complex and strange.

There are men in ancient costumes and hats, women with bare chests and breasts, and children tied head down to the wood. There is a pure white coffin in the center of this pattern, surrounded by many people in ragged clothes.

They were all kneeling on the ground, looking like they were worshiping the white coffin. The whole mural style was a bit like a cult worship.

The reason why Sun Laosan took one look and said that the mural might not be from the Western Zhou Dynasty was because of the mineral pigments in the mural itself. According to common sense, this kind of mineral red did not appear in the early Western Zhou Dynasty. This kind of mineral red became popular later.

Chu land of the Warring States Period.

The tombs of the Western Zhou Dynasty are not the murals of the Western Zhou Dynasty... This point makes no sense whatsoever. Also, whose white coffin is on the murals?

So far, no decent burial objects have been seen. Yao Yumen concluded that this was a national-level underground palace with a higher standard than Mawangdui. She also speculated that there were national-level cultural relics in it that could not be moved.

But...where is the thing?

"Come on, Third Brother!" A mole suddenly shouted.

Several people rushed over to take a look.

I saw another strange mural in the northwest corner of the stone wall...

After seeing the content on the mural clearly, everyone's faces, including mine, suddenly turned pale!

What I saw was.

There are three men and one woman in the mural with some peeling paint. The mural is lifelike. The two men are in their forties, the woman is in her thirties, and the last man is obviously much younger.

In the mural, these modern people are holding flashlights, gathered together, and shining on a white coffin!


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