Luo Cheng got into the thief hole, and he was a little cramped crawling in it, but thinking about what danger Liang Zhen was experiencing, he had to grit his teeth and continue to climb inside. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after climbing, I suddenly heard a loud bang from the entrance behind me, and the ground seemed to shake a few times. Luo Cheng stayed where he was and didn't dare to move much, until a period of time had passed, and there was no abnormality, and then he continued the journey in front of him.

In the final analysis, if you had separated from this group of people earlier and come to Yunnan alone, it would have been much easier, and maybe things would have been done a long time ago. But I don't know why, I can't see the girl who likes to bite my fingers for a while, and I feel that my heart is blocked.

The last time I felt this way was in the woods of Mt. Manu. was sealed by the inverted Zhu painting for more than ten years, and gradually found the little soul that was left of him. At that time, no matter how gorgeous and verdant the trees and flowers bloomed all over the mountains, I only had the idea of finding the enemy in my heart, and the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, as if my heart weighed a thousand pounds of stone.

Luo Cheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, decided not to think about it anymore, and continued to go down.

The further down you climbed, the larger the diameter of the cave became, and even the walls of the cave became smoother, until in the end almost the whole person slipped down and fell on the flat ground at the bottom of the cave.

Luo Cheng quickly got up and readjusted the searchlight on his head, looking for Liang Zhen's shadow in the cave.

"Who?"

There was a faint cry from the cave.

Luo Cheng looked in the direction of the sound, and it was Liang Zhen who was sitting in the corner, holding his knees and looking at this side vigilantly.

As soon as he saw that it was his own person who came forward, Liang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly looked up and asked, "Luo Cheng!" How did you get in here? ”

How to get in? Didn't they come in through the entrance of the thief's cave?

Luo Cheng frowned slightly, and turned back to look at the passage that he had just entered. If you don't look at it, it turns out to be a bare stone wall.

What's going on, the passage that just came in?

Luo Cheng rubbed the wall repeatedly, carefully looking for the direction just now, but found nothing. The wall in front of him was made entirely of the same stone, and there was no trace of any excavation at all.

Seeing that Luo Cheng couldn't find the way he came, the light in Liang Zhen's eyes dimmed a little, and finally returned to the posture of hugging his knees.

The stone chamber is not large, and when you sweep around, you can see that there is no other exit here. Luo Cheng walked to Liang Zhen and sat down, and suddenly saw that her lips were very white, only to find that Liang Zhen had a knock on her head, and there should have been a lot of blood at that time, and the blood scab was still sticky in her hair.

"It's okay, it's no longer bleeding," Liang Zhen found that Luo Cheng had been staring at his forehead, and smiled embarrassedly, "It's that I'm too stupid, and I can fall off when I walk, which will affect you." ”

Luo Cheng suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart, this girl, she was injured like this, why was she still thinking about others. Didn't you say it very ruthlessly on the first day of acquaintance, each went his own way, why did he start to worry about others again.

I thought about a lot of words in my head, but I still didn't say it after all, but replied lightly: "It's okay." ”

Speechless. After being silent for a while, Luo Cheng just wanted to get up and re-investigate the situation here, and suddenly heard Liang Zhen say: "Luo Cheng, can you understand the mural?" ”

Luo Cheng nodded, and then hit the lamp around the stone wall. The murals here are not much rougher than the upper floors, as if someone carved them with stone strokes one by one, and I don't want to be as difficult to understand as the above, basically a narrative type of mural, with few words.

"I think these are the legacy of the craftsmen who built these ruins. The picture is divided into three parts, the first one depicts the scene at the time of construction, those stars and dots are similar patterns should be people, the two triangles that are much larger than the people should be opposite the mountain, and the other things are symbols, which are temporarily set aside. ”

"The second piece is the view of the inside of the cave. The interior of the mountain was hollowed out and made into a three-story hall, and the craftsmen carved murals on the walls, and I couldn't figure out why there were people on the top of the middle floor, but it was possible that the craftsmen were working on the top floor with some kind of utensils. ”

"I've also seen the third piece, it's basically a curse or something, these craftsmen all died in the end, and they should have been sealed in this place. But I don't understand, it's not a burial chamber at all, so why should these craftsmen die in it? ”

Luo Cheng listened to Liang Zhen's description, and carefully looked at the depiction on the narrow cave wall, which was basically the same as what Liang Zhen said.

"Quite simply, this is not a burial chamber, and as for why the craftsman died here, because this is a place of sacrifice."

"Even if it's a place of sacrifice, I don't think it will be sacrificed by craftsmen. The ancient Dian Kingdom was very prosperous, and it was impossible not to have slaves for sacrifice, not to mention that the first mural depicts very clearly that the craftsmen here are all from the ancient Dian Kingdom, not foreigners. ”

Luo Cheng nodded approvingly, and suddenly threw out a question: "Under what circumstances would you kill your friend with your own hands?" ”

Killed your own friends with your own hands? Liang Zhen immediately shook his head: "No, not under any circumstances." ”

"What if your friend is going to kill your loved one?"

What kind of nonsense assumptions are these? Liang Zhen began to hate this question, but she couldn't help but think in her mind, if she wanted to kill her relatives, would her friend still be a friend?

Luo Cheng saw that she was thinking on the side, and continued: "The problem here is the same. This is indeed a place of sacrifice, and it is true that there is no need for the people of the ancient Dian Kingdom to sacrifice at the beginning. But it is very likely that at some point there was an uncontrollable force that required the sacrifice of their own people, and these craftsmen were chosen. ”

"The Dian people believe in animism, including what they have built with their own hands. It is these craftsmen who give life to this hall. If they are used as sacrifices, the power generated is not to be underestimated. ”

Liang Zhen finally understood, in the face of the choice of friends and relatives, the Dian people thousands of years ago chose their relatives and gave their so-called friends, so did this save their country? Liang Zhen didn't want to think about it anymore, such a question was torture to even think about it.

Luo Cheng continued to look at the mural in front of him, taking out the pen and paper he was carrying with him and tracing it little by little. Such an action suddenly made Liang Zhen's heart move, the previous owner of this body, that is, his dead boyfriend Chen Xiuyun, also had such an expression when he was painting seriously.

Friends, loved ones...... Liang Zhen fell into this kind of thinking again, but when she was tired and wanted to sleep, a question suddenly came to mind.

"Luo Cheng," Liang Zhen's breathing was a little short, "those craftsmen who are locked up here, where have they gone?" ”