"Someone else's drawing?" Zhang Meng looked at Ye Jiu in confusion: "But didn't the fat man confirm with Xiaolou?" The style of painting on this is obviously the handiwork of the court during the Ming Dynasty. ”

Without waiting for Ye Jiu to speak, the fat man suddenly reflected: "That's right, that's right!" ”

Seeing that the fat man only cared about his own discovery, Zhang Meng patted him on the shoulder: "What's right?" ”

"Do you remember that little discovery I made when you asked me to see the mural earlier?" The fat man said.

"You mean......" Zhang Meng immediately remembered the scratches on the stone, and immediately stopped talking nonsense, and hurriedly walked back from the same place, and returned the way he came. It wasn't until I was sure that there were really cracks on the murals I had seen before that I finally nodded: "That's right, it seems that I was careless just now, and I didn't notice that although this mural looks like it was made in one go, in fact, this is a work that has been painted by many people." ”

The fat man put his hands around his chest and said admiringly: "I didn't expect that the paintings made by these people are so coherent, even if the painting style in the middle has changed quite a bit, but if you don't look carefully, you won't see any clues at all!" This is probably painted by the tomb keeper who has been in the tomb for generations. ”

"Is the story still credible?" Zhang Meng asked.

"It should be credible." Ye Jiu nodded and said: "The mausoleum guards have been passed down in one line, and their purpose is to protect the tomb owner for generations, so they should not joke with the dignity of the tomb owner." ”

Seeing the fat man's eyes rolling around, Zhang Meng grabbed him: "What are you doing?" ”

The fat man looked around for a while, and then said in Zhang Meng's ear worriedly: "I'm thinking, if the content in this painting is true, the secret buried here will be completely revealed!" But what does the mausoleum keeper protect? Aren't they guarding these secrets? How could they let us know these secrets? ”

"Do you still think that everything in the mural is fake?" Zhang Meng felt that what the fat man said was also reasonable.

"Nope." The fat man looked worried: "What I'm worried about is not that the mural is fake, and from the time and age, this mural does fill a lot of holes in history." But if you think about it, who is the only one who doesn't tell the secret? ”

"It's a dead man!" Without waiting for Zhang Meng to answer, the fat man shouted hoarsely: "Only the dead will not bring out the secrets here, it seems that we are really at a dead end." ”

"Lean ......" Zhang Meng covered his forehead.

"Forget it." Seeing Zhang Meng's frowns, the fat man comforted Zhang Meng instead: "Let's take one step at a time!" Now that these mausoleum guards have drawn all the secrets, it seems that they want us to die blindly! Damn it! Not to mention, these guys have a pretty good work ethic. ”

"Ugh." Zhang Meng's face was ugly for a while, and he scolded in his heart, what kind of thinking is this fat man? Now that they are about to be killed by their opponents, they are still in the mood to sigh at the other party's work ethic.

Ignoring Zhang Meng's ugly expression, the fat man turned around and continued to study the mural later, after the Japanese invasion of Korea, the whole mural entered the Qing Dynasty, obviously, the narrative means of the mural are relatively concise. There is no scene narrative, only the war scenes are highlighted, and of course, those controversial characters in history are indispensable in these scenes.

On the mural closest to you, a large number of Qing Dynasty warships were hit and sunk to the bottom of the sea. With the signing of the Treaty of Shimonoseki and the loss of land, it lasted until the fall of the Qing Dynasty, and the entire era re-entered another round of war of aggression against China, with countless sun flags planted on Chinese territory and countless unarmed Chinese killed and raped. Dirty, ravaged, trampled!

"Toyotomi Hideyoshi! Ninji Okamura! Emperor Hirohito! These bastards! Zhang Meng counted the historical sinners who appeared one after another in the murals, and his eyes were full of anger.

Compared with Zhang Meng, who grew up in Hong Kong, a fat man who has received revolutionary education since he was a child, after reading the entire mural, the whole person is even more angry, his face is red and his neck is thick, and his head is about to explode! Even if the murals in front of him don't depict too many massacres, the continuous national humiliation in the past five hundred years has made the fat man hate the Japanese a lot.

Even Ye Jiu, who was expressionless, inadvertently flashed a trace of coldness in his eyes after sweeping through several wars of aggression against China.

Xiao Lou remained silent, as if this qiē had touched her sensitive nerves.

Seeing the end, several people all stood silently, and no one took the lead in breaking the silence.

For them, if the old scars in front of them are not mentioned, they don't care too much. But when these national humiliations are really touched, which of the people present is not like a knife?

Again, the truth is already at hand.

From the Ming Dynasty's attack on Korea, the harassment of the Chinese coast by Japanese pirates, to the Sino-Japanese Naval War during the Qing Dynasty, and then to the war of aggression against China, the Sino-Japanese War, which lasted for five centuries, was so absurd that these Japanese people crushed the people of the two countries under the wheel of war for the absurd words of a Chinese traitor.

The temptation of immortality is so great that it is simply absurd and outrageous.

"Changsheng, hehe." Zhang Meng shook his head with a wry smile, only feeling weak, and almost didn't fall: "I really didn't expect that some people could strangle so many lives for the sake of so-called immortality." It seems that the temptation is really big......"

"It's nature." Ye Jiu nodded.

The fat man also spoke: "Not only these Japanese, but even our China, the kings of all dynasties who have learned the secret of immortality, are they also doing everything? Don't forget, the Genghis Khan we found had set foot on the entire Eurasian continent in order to seek immortality. The word immortality is too attractive for those who are already at the pinnacle of power. On the contrary, it is not so important to those of us who are small people. ”

"That's right." Zhang Meng let out a long sigh.

"There are some things we can't hide." Ye Jiu said coldly: "The word immortality will always make generations go forward. Remember Lop Nur back then? That big man, for a clue, did not hesitate to let countless good hands of your Zhang family go to death, and the blood of the Zhang family almost stained the entire yellow sand of Lop Nur. ”

"Brother Meng." At this time, Xiao Lou suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Hearing Xiao Lou suddenly speak, Zhang Meng hurriedly responded.

Looking at the three people who looked at each other, Xiao Lou didn't seem to care about Ye Jiu and the fat man's eyes, but said to Zhang Meng with a worried face: "Brother Meng, promise me!" In any case, you must find all the means of immortality, and then destroy them all, and you can't let these clues reappear in the world, otherwise this bloody tragedy will never stop. ”