"Xiao Lou is right." Ye Jiu has always rarely taken care of Xiaolou, but he didn't expect that at this critical moment, Ye Jiu agreed with Xiaolou's opinion for the first time: "We may try to find out." ”

"Hmm." The fat man's eyes were bright, and he finally had the demeanor of a tomb robber: "Although it may be a closed and desperate situation, according to the habits and temper of those tomb builders, there will definitely be some clues." Hey, these people, who boast of their unparalleled craftsmanship, look down on those of us who have fought backwards, fighting wits and courage for thousands of years. Damn it! It's a pity that I don't have a flashlight on hand now, or I'll break this damn trap. ”

"Huh." Just as the fat man was talking, Zhang Meng suddenly smiled.

This laughter almost didn't make the fat man blow up, and thought that Zhang Meng was ridiculing himself in disguise, so he immediately shouted: "Zhang Quede, you fucking laugh at a fart!" ”

"Who said there is no light source, what do you think it is?" After speaking, I saw Zhang Meng take out a lighter from his trouser pocket. The lighter streaked a spark through the dark space, and although it did not illuminate the entire tomb, it at least illuminated a glimmer of light.

"Nima!" The fat man rubbed his hands and said with a cheap smile: "You are not willing to throw this thing yet?" But that's fine! Something is better than nothing, better than no lighter. ”

With the firelight, Ye Jiu, who had awakened his potential, also seemed to see the end of the tomb road, and said lightly: "Fortunately, this place is neither long nor short, the oxygen is still enough to last for a while, and our workload is not so big." ”

Seeing that the fat man looked cheap and behaved, Zhang Meng didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with the fat man, and hurriedly urged: "Stop talking nonsense!" Hurry up, the four of us split into two groups and advance on both sides, hoping to find some clues left by the craftsmen. ”

"You're talking a lot of nonsense." The fat man didn't give up, but he took the lead in picking up the lighter and touching it to both sides. As he walked, he glanced around again and again, and after seeing that there were no wall lamps hanging in this place, he paid all his attention to what was in front of him.

The four of them carefully checked for a while, and the small building that was walking in front suddenly stopped.

Ye Jiu was the first to notice Xiao Lou's abnormality, stopped his continued search, and looked up at Xiao Lou.

With the reactions of Xiao Lou and Ye Jiu one after another, Zhang Meng also immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up at the two of them. Without waiting for the two to speak, Zhang Meng found that on the half-bright and half-dark wall in front of him, there was a mural with no end in sight, and judging from the current light alone, the length of this mural has far exceeded the mural that everyone has seen before.

The three of them looked stunned. Zhang Meng hurriedly turned around and pushed the fat man who was still concentrating on searching: "Don't look for it yet!" ”

"Don't touch me, I seem to have found out, fat man."

"There's a bigger discovery here." Seeing that the fat man's discovery was nothing more than a few scratches on the stone, Zhang Meng pulled the fat man up and pointed forward: "Look, there is a very long mural here, you can take a look." ”

"Murals?" Hearing Zhang Meng's affirmation, the fat man was shocked, and immediately raised his head to look at the vague carver in front of him, and before he walked over, the fat man was completely stunned by this scene, only to see the fat man with his mouth open, and exclaimed with a wooden expression: "Such a big deal, this tomb owner must not be simple." ”

"Nonsense, Ning Wang Zhu Quan is not simple." Zhang Meng said angrily.

"No, that's not what I'm talking about." The fat man, who came to his senses, did not follow Zhang Meng's words, but trotted in front of the mural panting: "I mean, fat man, I have been to dozens of big fights with Lai Zishao, and I have never seen such a long mural." What does such a large mural mean? ”

"What does it mean?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Stupid!" The fat man's eyes glowed green, and he looked like an old pedant, and said: "Such a large mural at least shows that there must be a lot of treasures here!" Tsk, fat man, I dare to say, it is definitely better than Genghis Khan's golden family. ”

"At this time, do you still have a heart to think about baby?" Zhang Meng gave the fat man a roll of his eyes: "You better take a good look at what is carved on this mural!" It's best to find a way out. After speaking, Zhang Meng no longer cares about the fat man, and he also carefully explores it.

Not only Zhang Meng, but even Ye Jiu also set his eyes on the mural in front of him.

The mural in front of him is different from the previous beauty picture, it is not a simple figure, but a typical Chinese-style picture scroll, although the fat man has not seen the whole mural, but only the tip of the iceberg. But from this corner, you can see the whole picture. The layout of the mural in front of me is very grand, the story is also very detailed, and some specific scenes and characters are even more lifelike, as if they are alive.

"! If this hadn't been for the scene just now, I really thought that the fat man was another ghost who painted yin. The fat man cautiously observed and said: "This painting, fat man, I dare to say, is the best I have ever seen." ”

"Well, the painting is indeed very fine, I learned to appreciate ancient paintings with Xiao Rang, the holy hand scholar of the Ye family." Ye Jiu said: "This painting, the Ming Dynasty painting inherited from the Song Dynasty, is the graceful style of painting in the south of the Yangtze River, such a fine figures, flowers and birds, landscapes, it is estimated that only the imperial painters in the palace can draw it." ”

"Let's not talk about the content, just with the carvers and painters on this mural, I dare to say that moving back to China is definitely a treasure of the town." The fat man gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Meng didn't have much heart to appreciate these painters, but he was very attentive to what Ye Jiu had just said, and nodded: "Since it is the Ming Dynasty, it can be even more proven, this is the place where Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, used to bury the fourth means of immortality." ”

"Hmm." The fat man nodded.

But Ye Jiu, who had been looking at the painting in front, suddenly stopped when he heard Zhang Meng say this.

"What's wrong? Nine brothers. ”

"Nope." Ye Jiu glanced back at the fat man: "Fat man, come over and take a look, is this a Ming person?" ”

"Since it is the technique of the court painter of the Ming Dynasty, of course it is the Ming people painted on it." The fat man said nonchalantly, but as soon as he finished speaking, the fat man realized something, and hurriedly raised his head to look at Ye Jiu's fingers, under the faint flame of the lighter, the corner of the fat man's mouth twitched: "This ......"

Seeing the fat man like this, Zhang Meng urged beside him: "What is this? ”

"The armor this person wears is so strange, it turns out to be plate armor that is several dynasties behind, the character image is rich and complete, and this strange bun, this ...... This ......" The fat man turned his head in astonishment, stared at Zhang Meng and said: "Although this character looks like a character in the Tang Dynasty, this bun is clearly from the Warring States period in Japan!"

Hearing the fat man say that the characters in the murals in front of him were actually from the Japanese Warring States Period, Zhang Meng was also taken aback: "How can there be people from the Warring States Period in the Ming Dynasty court murals?" No wonder! We have found Japanese soldiers before, could it be that they came here to find the secrets on this mural? ”