"No, I've never seen it before." He shook his head and said.
Dou Sprout patted the mud wall, and the dirt suddenly fell down.
Xiaoxuan brought a headlamp and guessed: "Could it be that I wanted to install a stone gate back then, but then because I didn't have time, I made a door with mud."
I said it was possible.
Master Zhe was watching from above, and we discussed it and immediately decided to break open the mud door.
Dou Sprouts spit into the palm of his hand twice, and then smashed the door with a pointed crowbar.
Mud chunks fell down layer by layer, bringing up a lot of dust. We all covered our noses and mouths with our sleeves.
It was muddy and not very strong even though it was hard, and soon the bean sprouts broke a hole in it.
After expanding the hole to allow one person to pass through, Bean Sprout carefully climbed in half of his body.
"What's there?" I asked nervously.
"Oh my god! It's so awesome! .... What the hell is this?! Look at it!"
"Get out of the way, let me take a look."
Dou Sprouts exited and I went over to take a look.
Straighten the headlight.
When I saw this, I was stunned! I couldn’t even close my mouth!
The ceiling height inside is nearly 7 meters, and it can be said that the pavilions and pavilions built there are magnificent!
You can see a large number of brightly colored green glazed tiles, tube tiles, tiles, dripping water, ridge beasts, owl kisses and other architectural decorative components. Looking from the side, there are also black-glazed cowherd tiles, exquisitely carved hollow stone carvings, etc.
wait.
If I hadn't known that I was in an ancient tomb, I would have thought that I was in a pavilion in a modern park.
Some of the Wadang Owl Kisses fell off and broke into pieces, but most of them are still there and are in excellent condition!
As I watched, my breathing began to quicken.
He raised his head, swept the flashlight back and forth, and sighed: "Isolated from the world, hidden in this deep mountain and old forest, it looks ordinary from the outside, but who would have thought that it would be so luxurious and royal."
That's right, as the head said, royal aura.
Even if they have been buried underground for hundreds of years, these architectural components are still impressive.
The green ridged beasts, three-dimensional owl kisses, etc. carved on the upper layer can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan each if they are knocked off individually with a hammer and taken out.
At this time, Xiaoxuan shouted urgently: "Look! Is there a tomb passage there?"
I said I saw it. It was not a tomb passage, but a corridor. The tomb passage was not that high.
"Boss," I asked, "do you think this is the royal palace of the Kingdom of Xiwu'er?"
If so, that would be a shocking discovery!
Shaking his head: "It's unlikely. Xiwu'er is a small kingdom established by the remaining party members. The book says that this small kingdom lasted for at least more than a hundred years. From ancient times to the present, there is no royal palace built underground.
It's buried so deep...it's tens of meters underground, how can anyone live there?"
He raised his head and frowned: "Unless this place is not for living people to live in. I have doubts and I'm not sure yet. I'll take a closer look."
Just now Xiaoxuan said it was a tomb passage, and I said it was a corridor.
But when I got closer, I realized that I was wrong about both.
This is fucking Shinto!
It is a Shinto that only royal tombs are qualified to use!
The walls on both sides of the shrine were completely hollowed out, and two rows of stone statues were neatly placed.
These stone statues are about 1.7 meters tall. They are all figures of civil and military officials. They have expressionless faces and look towards the middle of the Shinto. The atmosphere is strange.
Xiaoxuan couldn't help but say: "It's so scary... these seem like living people."
Douyazai was not afraid at all. He put his arms around the waist of the stone statue and tried to hug it. Then he said distressedly: "This is too heavy. I'm afraid it weighs hundreds of kilograms. How can we take it away."
"Here we are, finally found this place..."
With excitement in his eyes, the leader said: "Li Xian must be buried here. This is not the palace, this is the royal tomb!"
"Yunfeng! If you think about the style of the Xixia royal tombs, do you understand what I mean?"
I lowered my head and thought for two minutes, and in an instant, it suddenly dawned on me!
Regardless of Shinto or whatever! It should have been on the surface!
But here, everything has been reduced in size and deliberately built underground!
The representative of this kind of Shinto that can be seen completely is Wu Zetian's Qianling Mausoleum.
It is the royal tomb area composed of a complete set of surface buildings!
There should also be a tower, a stele pavilion, a moon city, and an inner city!
There are also dedicated halls, corner platforms, mausoleums, etc. in the inner city!
In other words, the head means that someone deliberately built these things from the ground to the ground!
No wonder! No one has found Xiwu'er for so many years!
Experts all admit that Xiwu'er existed, but no direct evidence has been found.
I have sent!
Our team has made it! We won’t have to worry about food and drink in this life!
Dou Sprout's face turned red with excitement! Brother Yu was also shocked.
As for me, at that moment I felt like I could retire.
As long as I take out the cultural relics here and sell them one by one, I can become a multimillionaire!
A group of five people walked deeper with flashlights in hand.
Go through the long corridor and arrive at the platform area.
The so-called platform area is an octagonal concrete platform with more than a dozen steps, about one meter above the ground.
The platform was originally on the surface and could see the moon, but now it is built underground and it is impossible to see the moon.
In hundreds of years, we may be the first people to see the platform up close.
He walked up the steps and stood on the platform.
He looked up at the top of the tomb and said in a daze: "There is something that I have considered a long time ago."
"Yunfeng, Wenbin, Xiaoxuan, and Yazai, we now have a choice, you decide."
I looked confused and asked what did you mean?
He took a deep breath and said: "Whether Li is not here now, this tomb is of great importance. If we take the initiative to tell the old scholar everything here, he is a member of the official family, and you should know the benefits."
I was stunned after hearing this, and everyone was stunned.
Dou Sprout wanted to speak, but he waved his head to stop him and said, "Listen to me first."
He said with a serious face: "We may encounter this kind of bargaining chip once in our lives. The opportunity is only once. If you think about it clearly, you may not miss it again."
I said anxiously: "Don't think about it! What else are you thinking about! Let's give up this opportunity! We have to dig it ourselves!"
"that is!"
Dou Sprout said loudly: "Get the head! We have to dig it ourselves! We will sell it for money!"
Xiaoxuan also said she would dig it herself.
"Wen Bin, where are you?" he asked.
Brother Yu frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't care, I just listen to everyone."
Seeing that we were all like this, a nostalgic smile appeared on his face, and he said: "You guys are very similar to those of us back then."
"It's getting late, let's go up first."
"You are all still young. This is an opportunity. Consider it carefully overnight and decide tomorrow."
I don't even want to think about it!
Who is the old scholar? He finally took away the Lingwu Tearing Buddha from Blackwater City. He is from the National Museum!
I, Xiang Yunfeng, will definitely be the leader of the Northern Faction in the future. The kind of life of searching for tombs and robbing tombs is what I want most.
I also fantasized about making the Northern School famous in the world.
When I turn 30, I will go abroad to steal the pyramids and use Northern technology to dig out mummies. I heard that old mummies can be sold for hundreds of thousands each.
If nothing else, take Xixia as an example. A hundred years ago, Kozlov poached so many things from Blackwater City.
