Chen Cripple suddenly remembered that he still had a few glow sticks pinned to his waist, and he took out the glow sticks and threw a few at the place where the human head appeared.

The light stick slammed into it a few times, lighting up with a yellowish glow, and a few people could finally see the things on it clearly.

"How can there be so many corpses here? And these corpses seem to be slaves, you see they all have iron rings around their necks, in the Western Han Dynasty, only the poorest slaves would have this kind of treatment! ”

Chen lame gasped, the corpses on it formed a huge ring, each corpse was embalmed, the surface of the corpse didn't know what had been bitten, and some of the corpses' skin was directly ripped off a large piece, revealing the blood scab that had been coagulated inside.

There were also one or two extremely well-preserved corpses, staring at everyone with skeletal eyes, and under the shaking light of the Heavenly Palace, those shadows seemed to be dancing, and the timid estimated that they were directly frightened.

"Let's see what is written on the stele......"

Laizi shook his head, puzzled by what the owner of the tomb was doing. The ancients said: In general, the main tomb is absolutely forbidden to have other people save zài, because this will disturb the peace of the owner of the tomb, and this qiē in front of him is really contrary to common sense.

Chen Cripple and Lai Zi walked over and carefully studied the dense inscriptions on the stone stele.

"The texture of this stele is a little strange, this stone seems to be big yellow stone, but big yellow stone has turned into flying flocculent in hundreds of years at most, how can it be so strong until now?"

Chen Cripple knocked down the stele curiously, a little puzzled about the material of the stele.

"Maybe it's gold water, can you read the inscription first?" Since Lai Zi almost fell out with him because of a sentence of 'lame', he is now very careful when talking to Chen Cripple.

Chen Cripple's face turned red, he had dug a grave all his life, and now he was still habitually trying to judge whether this thing was worth anything or not. In fact, in the past, there was a greater rigid demand for these ancient cultures, so that we could figure out what kind of price the antiques were worth, which was also the reason why some people were millionaires and some people were poor all their lives.

And Chen Cripple, whose research on words can almost be said to be second to none in the Zhang family.

"Strange, this text doesn't look like a small seal or official script in the Western Han Dynasty, how is it a bit like an oracle bone inscription in the Shang Dynasty?" Chen Cripple frowned.

"Uncle Cripple, can you translate it?"

Zhang Meng was overjoyed, he felt dizzy when he saw these words, that is, simple pictures one by one, which can still be read.

"Ah Meng, this kind of text translation is not difficult to say, there are only 4,000 words in total, but now only 1,000 are recognized, and the rest can only rely on their own guesses. The relevant books are thrown on the bookcase at your house, so that you usually don't listen to your eyesight! Chen lame scolded.

Zhang Meng had a big head when he heard it, what is this, when did he come to teach himself a lesson.

"This stele is a huge stone stele, it is made of heaven and earth, and it is used to suppress something, this figure is incomprehensible."

Chen Cripple took out a glow stick, folded it a few times and lit it up, and carefully glanced at the small seal pattern in front of him for a long time before he translated.

"Top left, Wu Wang Liu Bi. Middle Earth, Liu Wu, King of Chu, Shi Zuo, Liu Sui, King of Zhao. Supreme, Liu Piguang, King of Jinan. Right oblique, Zichuan Wang Liu Xian. Center left, Jiaoxi Wang Liu Ang. The highlands, Liu Xiongqu, the king of Jiaodong, are all my slaves, serving my king of Sichuan forever, and I am the only son of heaven! ”

This sentence was written in the small seal of the Western Han Dynasty, and Chen Cripple saw it at once.

"King Chuan, how is this possible?"

Laizi's mouth can almost be stuffed with an egg, and those who are familiar with the history of the Western Han Dynasty know that the names engraved on the stone tablet are all famous feudal kings of the Western Han Dynasty. According to the above records, these ten or so corpses were all plundered by Liu and used as slaves for himself?

If this word spreads, I am afraid that it will really shock the Chinese archaeological community.

In history, the famous 'Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms' during the period of Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty was caused by the above feudal kings, and there were several feudal kings who were in the same era as Liu Qu, and they still forcibly suppressed the corpse in his tomb for Liu and guarded the coffin for himself.

How domineering is this? Let more than a dozen princes and kings guard their tombs, no wonder in the main tomb of Liu Qu, there are still more than a dozen corpses stored, this is the treatment that the emperor has never had!

Only Zhao San was speechless, and he was the only one here who was not interested in history or anything, so he was not surprised by the record on this stone tablet.

And Zhang Meng and the three of them were stunned almost instantly, and even whoever inadvertently swallowed saliva in their throats could be clearly heard.

"This ...... How is this possible, didn't Liu Qu die on the way to exile? Zhang Meng muttered.

Chen Cripple didn't care about Zhang Meng's words at this time, he stared at the stele frantically, as if he wanted to eat it, he was drawing with his hands out of thin air, his mouth kept saying something, Zhang Meng and Lai Zi didn't dare to disturb him.

After a long time, Chen Cripple breathed a sigh of relief, and the shock on his face could be seen by anyone.

"Sure enough, I said that the historical record of Liu Qu's death is simply too simple, at that time, Liu went to dig graves everywhere, and many of them unearthed some rare treasures, which were not inferior to the central government's taxes, and his seats were all strong and strong. It can be said that Liu Qu's forces are the central power of the Western Han Dynasty and they should also feel jealous, so I wonder how this person could die so lightly. ”

"Uncle Cripple, is there any record on this?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Well, the prisoner who died in exile in Shangyong was not Liu Qu, no wonder he was able to preside over the construction of such a huge tomb, and actually the ten princes and kings at that time, except for the seven dead people, all of them picked up his graves, and the remaining three were also secretly designed to kill him, and their corpses were used to guard their own graves."

"The text below is all the oracle bones, it looks a bit strenuous, you have to slow down......"

Zhang Meng stared at Chen Cripple, the secret of his father's death was likely to be on these oracle bone characters, and he also began to get nervous at this time.

"In the thirteenth year of Hanzhong, I excavated a strange ancient site in the land of Nanban, which changed my life, I died, but I lived, and I began to feel scared...... In the end, I tried my best to build this tomb...... Town Guard ......"

Zhang Meng's ears were a little sensitive, although Chen Cripple's words were whispered, but they were heard to him word by word in his ears, he felt a little hairy in his heart, and secretly thought: What is Liu Qu afraid of?

Chen Cripple's face became more and more ugly, and the words in his mouth became more and more muddy, and Zhang Meng couldn't hear what he said at all.

He inadvertently glanced past Laizi, but found that Laizi's eyes didn't know when to stay on top of the stone tablet, the expression on his face twitched a little, and there seemed to be a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Didn't Laizi say he couldn't read the words?"

Zhang Meng was shocked in his heart, what else was this Laizi hiding from them.

Lai Zi also found Zhang Meng looking at him at this time, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly glanced away.

Zhang Meng's vigilance has been raised to the extreme, what does this guy want to do, what is there to hide from these things?

Zhang Meng glanced at Zhao San and found that Zhao San was napping not far from them, so he relaxed a little, if this Laizi had any actions that were unfavorable to them, then so many of them were not afraid of him.

It took a long time for Chen Cripple to finish reading all the words on the stone tablet, his hands trembled slightly, and the frightened expression on his face could be seen by anyone.

"Uncle Cripple, what's written on this?"

"Ah Meng, what do you think Liu went to build such a huge tomb for?" The expression on Chen's lame face suddenly became a little strange, and he asked Zhang Meng.

"This? Bless the descendants, or glorify the ancestors and so on......"

Zhang Meng really can't answer, why did this tomb choose a good location for feng shui? Generally speaking, it is to be able to bless future generations, so that future generations can enjoy glory and wealth, but this Liu Qu has no descendants at all.

"You are wrong, there is only one reason for what is said on this megalithic stele: that is, to suppress a terrifying thing, this entire tomb and these princes and kings and their luck are actually not for Liu to himself, but to suppress the terrifying thing said on this megalith!"