I don't know how long it took, but the five skeletons in this trench finally didn't move, and Zhang Meng and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"These big kings haven't moved?"

The fat man cautiously stretched out a finger and poked the cold bone, then immediately retracted. They stared at the thing and made sure it didn't move any further before they dared to step forward.

Zhang Meng and the others looked at the huge skeleton that was five or six people tall, and they were speechless for a long time.

"What the hell is going on?"

"It's very likely that it's a natural reaction of living beings, and I remember reading a real yàn in a scientific journal before, which proves that people still have some instinctive reactions after death. Because some nerves are attached to the bones, if the external stimulus is relatively large, the corpse will make some weird conditioned reflexes. For example, if a cat passes by a dead person, it usually cheats the corpse......"

Zhang Meng shook his head, but even he didn't believe in this explanation.

These bones have survived for at least a thousand years, right?

After such a long period of time, how can nerves still exist? And that weird kneeling action, as if performing a religious ceremony, is what makes Zhang Meng the most uneasy.

"Shit reaction, it's obviously haunted!"

The fat man, who firmly believed in Chairman Mao and was determined to be the vanguard of the first qiē cow, ghost, snake and god, decisively abandoned his belief at this time......

"Look, there's a word on the bones!"

Raiko said suddenly, he pointed to one of the bones, and said excitedly.

When Zhang Meng and the fat man heard this, they quickly pointed their flashlights at these bones, and they found that these relatively large bones were full of deep scratches.

Zhang Meng took a closer look at those words, and they were actually similar to oracle bone inscriptions! Zhang Meng has also studied this kind of writing in the past, but it appears relatively rarely, even in the antique market, so it is not deeply studied.

"Why, can you translate these words?"

The fat man asked a little nervously.

"I'll try, it should work!"

Zhang Meng concentrated his whole mind, carefully flipped through these words, he compared them with the oracle bone inscription, and found that the age of this kind of writing seems to be older than the oracle bone inscription, but it has a different taste from the oracle bone inscription. Those handwriting are represented by the shape of the action, Zhang Meng tried to translate according to the oracle bone inscription, and he could actually see a rough idea.

Zhang Meng started to look at the skull, he looked at it while gesturing on his palm, and then sorted out the order before he translated to the two people who were waiting on the side:

"What is written here is a holy war, eighty-one Jiuli brothers, can call the wind and rain, use gold as weapons, they are brave and good at fighting, and the eighty-one brothers are powerful in the world."

"Among the eighty-one brothers, after the leader Chiyou unified the south, he took the number of Tianying and divided it into Jiuli."

"Li Min has always been fierce, and after defeating the Huangquanjiao people, they gained their civilization, so they grew by leaps and bounds, and became a military barbarian who dominated the south. The Li people even reformed themselves with mechanical techniques to make them more suitable for war, and began to conquer other ethnic groups in the south, and under the leadership of Chiyou, the establishment of a new patriarchal society was just around the corner. ”

Zhang Meng roughly translated it based on some of the Jiuli myths he knew, plus his general understanding of the oracle bone inscription.

The skeleton he saw seemed to record only a general direction of events, as if in ancient times there were books dedicated to the praise of the emperor.

"Is there really a Jiuli tribe? Isn't that a mythical race? The fat man said.

Although they had faintly confirmed the existence of Chiyou's tomb before, they couldn't help but be surprised when they heard what Zhang Meng had translated.

Zhang Meng was a little anxious at this time, and he found that some of the handwriting was inside the ribs, which was not easy to see.

"I'll break this thing, Ah Meng, you stand back......" The fat man was anxious, pushed Ah Meng away, and was about to break open the ribs that blocked his vision.

"Don't! What are you in a hurry, don't mess around, this thing can't be destroyed! ”

Zhang Meng was taken aback, maybe there are only these unique bones left in this world. Even if he can't take it out, Zhang Meng doesn't want to destroy this thing.

Zhang Meng pushed the fat man away, then tilted his head and lay on the outside of the bones, carefully looking at the handwriting behind the ribs. Fortunately, these words are relatively huge, and Zhang Meng can barely see them.

"The world is unified, the Holy Emperor has defeated the Yellow Emperor nine times in a row, the Jiuli clan is no longer invincible, the world is no longer satisfied with the Holy Emperor, what he wants is to achieve greater achievements, he wants to become a god of heaven, he wants to live forever, like a god."

This sentence, Zhang Meng translated it for a long time before it was translated, the word that represents the 'god' is a person in the shape of three heads and six arms, Zhang Meng has read an ancient book before, and the three heads and six arms on it represent a kind of omnipotent person, that is, the gods, so it was translated.

"Gods? And eternal life? This Chi You's tone is a little too big, isn't it? ”

The fat man said.

Zhang Meng continued to read: "Those who want to be gods must first cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and the emotions are not disturbed by everything......"

This paragraph seems to be a discourse similar to theology, and Zhang Meng's translation is also like falling clouds. After all, these are some very rare terms, and sometimes even a word Zhang Meng has to think for a few minutes or even ten minutes before he can disassemble the word and judge its general meaning.

Later, Zhang Meng simply didn't translate this paragraph, he continued to browse, and found that there was no handwriting on this giant skeleton.

Zhang Meng couldn't wait to walk to the next skeleton, he looked at the direction, if it was in order, then the next section should be connected to this giant skeleton.

"I found a sacred relic given to humanity by the gods......"

Zhang Meng took a look at the shape of the holy object, but was surprised to find that the holy object was full of carving on the chest of the skeleton. The shape is like a dragon and a snake, and as soon as you see it, you know that this holy relic is not an ordinary thing for the Jiuli clan.

"Huh? The tone of the inscription seemed to have changed. According to the meaning of your translation, it seems that it is Chiyou himself who engraved the letter? ”

Raiko said on the side.

"Well, it's possible."

Zhang Meng also noticed this change, and he continued to watch.

"For the sake of my immortality, the warriors of our clan have tried countless times, and countless warriors have died tragically one by one, and the strength of the Jiuli clan has become extremely weak! I hate! I'm not reconciled! ”

Zhang Meng saw a word, the thing that looked like a dragon and a snake, and showed a strange smile on the back of a Jiuli giant, while the warrior of the Jiuli tribe showed an extremely painful look. It was more of a painting than a word, because it took up almost a third of the skeleton!

"Mom, these big brothers, they won't die because of this kind of thing, right?"

The fat man said with some surprise that when they studied the bones before, they found that there were no fatal wounds on them. Looking at this text, it is really possible to die at the hands of this mysterious creature.

"Ah Meng, can you translate it, what exactly is this thing?"

Laizi said with a frown.

"No, this kind of thing is probably the dragon-like thing mentioned at the beginning, or it has been deified, and it is difficult to explain......"

Zhang Meng shook his head, people in ancient times liked to add decorations to some things to bring out its mystery.

For example, the simple Dayu water control, you have to make up a dragon to help. Or Fuxi Nuwa, you have to mythologize them to the head of the snake.

Listening to the above meaning, it seems that this kind of thing can change a person's emotions, deprive all the negative emotions of fear, worry, and greed from the body, and become a perfect person? This thing should have been a mysterious prop used by the Jiuli clan to change themselves at that time. ”

Zhang Meng said softly, he has also dabbled in some theological foundations, in that era, no matter when the myths and legends were handed down, Fuxi, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, even Taoist immortals, and other gods, what they represent is 'perfect'. They don't make mistakes, and you won't find a single blemish in them, and maybe that's what Chiyou thinks is the condition to reach the gods.

"What the hell is this thing? It can't be Chiyou's nerves**, it's become a sick number, a conjured thing......"

The fat man said with some suspicion, he felt that it was not possible, how could there be such a thing to save zài, and to strip away the love on his body.

Zhang Meng shook his head, and he walked towards the next skeleton.

This skeleton depicts those Jiuli warriors who died tragically, even in this dim environment, Zhang Meng seems to be able to feel the distortion and pain of those people from the pictures......

"Ah Meng."

Raiko's expression paused suddenly, as if she had discovered something unusual.

Zhang Meng looked at Lai Zi in confusion, but saw him pointing to a place.

Zhang Meng glanced over, and suddenly felt like thunder.

There, there was a pitch-black finger, I wonder if the person who wrote the oracle bone inscriptions deliberately highlighted this finger, its proportions are relatively large compared to the whole body.

However, on the upper half of the middle finger, there is a black line that stands out.

"Ghost veins!"

After a long time, Zhang Meng said in disbelief.

He has always wanted to find out the source of the ghost veins that are entangled in the Zhang family, and now that the ghost veins are alive in front of his eyes, Zhang Meng has a little disbelief in his heart.

"This mysterious thing is actually the source of the ghost vein, it is estimated that Zhuge Liang got it by accident back then, right? My father and they will be recruited in the Zhuge Demon Shrine. ”

Zhang Meng muttered.

He thought of some of the things that his uncle had mentioned to him: his brothers and sisters had suffered all kinds of painful torture before they died, and even sedatives could not shield that kind of suffering......

Looking at those painful Jiuli warriors, Zhang Meng finally confirmed that the ghost vein of their Zhang family originated from this tomb!