After the baby camel was dragged away, the leader took off the hat from his head.

Kneeling on his knees, he worshipped the stone carved building in front of him.

The people behind him also followed suit, and for a while, the scene was very spectacular.

It's like playing a video, and when the picture is here, it's already coming to an end.

Jiang Huo also returned to reality from the unreal.

"Even if this is not the mausoleum of the child himself, there must be other people buried. Fifteen emperors, none of them are alive. It's just that judging from the picture just now, there is a high probability that this mausoleum is the son of the emperor himself, or is it that fifteen emperors are buried here? Jiang Huo's hands had already left the stone tablet, and she sat cross-legged on the ground, her right hand on her cheek, thinking about the problem.

"Coupled with the fact that there are little camels to guide the way, it is also very possible that all fifteen emperors are buried here...... However, the aura remaining on this stone tablet, and the picture I saw before, are clearly deliberately preserved by someone! Jiang Huo squinted his eyes and stared at the stone tablet in front of him.

With the disappearance of that piece of picture, the aura left on the jet-black stone tablet had been completely absorbed by Jiang Huo. After the aura dissipated, the color of the stele changed slightly, and its surface became a little gray. However, if you don't look closely, you won't be able to spot any anomalies. What made Jiang Huo feel pity was that the previous picture was too short. can only judge the dynasty of the ancient tomb, and did not find the hidden monks in that team.

"Hey, it would be nice to be able to remember the memories of that day in the system space. That guy must have told me something crucial! Jiang Huo frowned, carefully recalling the missing memory in his mind, the words he communicated with the administrator in the system space that day, Jiang Huo had completely "forgotten". She only remembered that the little yellow chicken mentioned it to herself, and this ancient tomb seemed to have been laid out by someone.

Although Jiang Huo wanted to enter the system space again to ask the other party, Xuanhan had been following her, and the old monk in the camp who had not made any money did not dare to act rashly, for fear of being exposed.

Jiang Huo sat here and waited for almost half an hour, and just as she was about to memorize all the words on the stone tablet, hurried footsteps finally sounded behind her. The original excavation staff had almost all left the ground, and only a small number of people remained at the entrance of the passage, ready for emergencies, and the old professors were hung down in turn.

"Xiao Jiang, after looking at this stone stele, did you find anything?" The first to arrive was Professor Liang, who put on his glasses, picked up a magnifying glass, knelt in front of the stele, and carefully observed the words on it.

Jiang Huo stood aside, picked up a tool at random, and kept digging on the black dirt mixed with rocks around him, his movements seemed to be irregular, but he was full of purpose.

"I haven't memorized the words, and I can't read the words on the stele." Jiang Huo said to Professor Liang very sincerely: "Professor Liang, my personal suggestion is to excavate the stele and study it slowly, and leave it here to those staff members, so that they can continue to excavate in the direction of the goal." ”

Professor Liang's whole person threw himself on the stele, his gloved hands touched the words like a book from heaven, and after hearing Jiang Huo's words, he shook his head again and again, and said: "Hey, this is not good, before the stele is deciphered, you can't act indiscriminately, in case the important information recorded on it, we don't know in time, and the main body of the tomb is destroyed during the excavation, then it's over!" ”

Jiang Huo smiled dumbly, not knowing how to answer.

As the river fire continued to excavate, there were more and more old professors in the passage, and more than a dozen people left in the camp all came here. Everyone huddled together, scrambling to look at the stele. Those old professors who were cultivating in the rear base also got the news, and it is estimated that they will be able to rush back within eight hours.

"I said, you guys, can't you take pictures with your camera? How many things can there be in such a big stele? After taking a picture, everyone will have a copy and study it slowly, which is better than standing here stupidly! ”

There was an old professor who couldn't help it, and finally broke out after squeezing for a long time without seeing the stele.

The old professors who were blocking the front research seemed to have their ears behind their ears suddenly, and they didn't mean to move their bodies at all, and the other professors who didn't see the real scene spoke up one after another and responded.

For a while, the entire tunnel became like a vegetable market, and Jiang Huo was even worried that they would fight.

Suddenly, Jiang Huo, who was swinging a shovel, heard the crisp sound of "jingle bell", and she quickly moved her gaze away from the old professor. I saw that under the shovel in front of her, another black object appeared.

Could it be another stone monument?

Jiang Huo frowned, did not speak immediately, but threw the shovel aside and pulled up the black soil with both hands.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang found another stone tablet here!"

When Jiang Huo was halfway through, the sharp-eyed old professors suddenly noticed her movements and immediately stepped forward to take a closer look.

Good fellow, isn't this also a stone monument!

Hearing the professor's words, the old professors who were "denouncing" their companions came over one after another.

"Xiao Jiang! Slow down, don't damage the stele artificially! ”

The old professors who came over saw Jiang Huo's rough movements, and immediately spoke, with painful expressions on their faces.

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiao Jiang is very measured!"

Professor Liu, who was crowded beside Jiang Huo, immediately helped her and sent away the people behind her.

Three minutes later, the black earth covering the stele had been swept away by the fire, and like the first stele, it was inscribed with similar words.

"Jiang Huo, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Jiang Huo, Professor Liu took off his gloves directly, pressed his palms on the stone tablet, and his face suddenly became a little strange.

Jiang Huo did not answer Professor Liu's question, but pushed the stele hard. The stele will naturally not be pushed by the river fire, but with the movement of the river fire, the aura hidden in this stone stele is also attracted by it.

The picture that Jiang Huo expected reappeared.

The same place, the same desert, the same scorching sun, the same buildings, the same people, but they have changed.

The stone carving building that was still on the yellow sand has now been buried by the sea of sand, and a group of people are digging the sand dunes, as if looking for the entrance to the mausoleum. As they moved, Jiang Huo's keen eyes had already caught the camels that were screaming beside the she-camel before.

With the passage of time, these camels have become old. [.]