Chapter 32: Hand Totem
Zhou Kesheng sighed, feeling that Li Zhibao's words were also very reasonable.
Both Yu Ding is used to suppress the stone ball, how can there be a reason to put the stone ball on the top layer.
Wang Lei touched his chin and said, "It's useless to think so much, who knows what these ancient ancestors think, let's go down to the fourth layer to see what is going on, and then we will understand." ”
Yes, if it is really as Song Jifu guessed, the purpose of this heavy building is to collect Yu Ding, then the floor below should be discovered.
Sun Tao has been tested, the air quality of the lower layer is worse, the oxygen is thin, and it will make people prone to hypoxia if they stay for a long time, but if they enter for a short time, it is not a big problem.
After making sure that it was safe to enter, everyone continued down the stone steps and entered the fourth floor below.
The fourth layer, which was nearly twice as large as the third layer above, was more chilling and depressing, a kind of cold deep in the bone marrow, drilling into the human body from the pores of everyone's exposed skin, and everyone instinctively felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts.
"You can't stay here for too long, let's hurry up and look for it, I hope to find out."
Li Zhibao commanded, more than a dozen people dispersed, several people turned on the camping lanterns, and under the light of the camping lanterns, everyone quickly explored the fourth layer completely.
The fourth layer does not have the Yu Ding that everyone guesses, and there is not even the slightest clue about the Ding, and there are no murals on the surrounding walls, only a rock statue about two or three meters high is placed in the center.
The statue was crudely carved, but everyone could still tell at a glance that it was a statue of one hand.
A rock was carved into a rough hand, and the entire vast fourth floor, there was only this one big hand stone carving, and other than that, there was nothing.
When everyone saw it, they were a little stunned, but Xiao Ling's heart shook slightly.
He thought of the big white hand.
Could it be that the theme that this layer wants to express is actually a miserable white hand?
It's just that ordinary people can't see this miserable white hand at all, how can the ancient ancestors know?
Or did there exist like themselves among the ancient ancestors, and they knew that there were miserable white hands in this world?
Or, is this purely a coincidence, this big hand stone carving, a kind of totem worshiped by ancient ancestors?
The ancient ancestors relied on their hands to work hard and hunt animals to satisfy their stomachs, and then worshiped hands, and it is not uncommon for hand totems to exist.
Song Jifu saw that it was not the imagined Yu Ding, only a stone sculpture with a big hand, and his face was full of disappointment, looking at Li Zhibao.
Li Zhibao had a deep look on his face, and the old professor also fell into thought.
Zhou Kesheng knew that Xiao Ling could see the big white hand that ordinary humans couldn't see, and when he saw the statue of this hand, his heart also moved slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Xiao Ling.
"Professor, there is only this big hand statue on this floor, but what does it represent?" Pang Yan couldn't help but ask.
Hu Shengzhe felt a lot of sweat on his forehead, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and said: "It should be a totem, many tribes in ancient times had a variety of different totems, with animals such as tigers, wolves and bears as totems to worship, there are also various organs of the human body to worship, and even fertility worship, this kind of worship with hands as totems is not so unusual." ”
Li Zhibao also hummed lightly, expressing his agreement with Hu Shengzhe's opinion.
Yu Tingting bit her lip, thought about it, and said, "Professor, I suddenly thought of something. ”
"Oh? What's up? Li Zhibao turned to look at her.
Yu Tingting swept the long hair that hung down in front of her eyes, and said, "Looking at this big hand stone carving, I think of the mural I saw under the Luobu Desert, in which the claws on the black sun painted by the ancestors of the Yu Dynasty. ”
Li Zhibao smiled and said: "You still think that this claw really has a physical object, not a metaphor, and the big hand carved here does not represent the totem worship of the hand, but is the same as the claw of the mural, which means something else?" ”
Wang Lei laughed and said, "Less, if it's really like what you said, these big hands and claws are the same as other fingers, what does that refer to?" Obviously, at this point, he is from Li Zhibao's point of view, thinking that the claws drawn on the black sun are just a metaphor for the Pisces jade pendant as a monster, and it is definitely not a real claw in the form of a certain claw.
Yu Tingting shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know, and then her pretty face became solemn, and said: "If this heavy building only has four floors, then that's fine, if there is a fifth floor here, I think...... The answer to all the riddles may lie in this fifth layer. ”
At this moment, Sun Tao's voice came over, shouting, "Professor, there is a stone staircase leading to the underground here, and there is a fifth floor in this heavy building. ”
When everyone heard this, they all took a deep breath.
"Okay, then let's go to the fifth floor to have a look, if the truth is less than what we guessed, then this fifth floor should hide the truth of this heavy building." Li Zhibao's voice was still calm and calm.
The five-storey heavy building is made of rock, one layer is larger than the other, and the five floors are superimposed on top of each other, and the scale is very amazing.
No one could have imagined that such a magnificent building would be buried under the perennial snow of this snow-capped mountain.
The air quality on the fifth floor is even worse, the air inside seems to be frozen, and there is a cold atmosphere everywhere, the darkness is deep, the light of the camping lanterns seems to be blocked, and there is a faint cold fog floating in the air.
Everyone stepped on this fifth layer, and they couldn't help but shiver.
"The yin here is so heavy, buried deep in the snow, the air is thin, and you can't stay longer." Hu Shengzhe felt the chill on his body getting heavier, and shivered several times in a row, busy reminding everyone.
Sun Tao and Qin Yang and Liu Guangsheng were tasked with walking around the corners to see if there were any stone steps leading to the next level.
"Elder Li, there are no stone steps leading to the underground here, this is already the end." After Sun Tao finished the inspection, he immediately reported it to Li Zhibao.
Li Zhibao hummed in his mouth, and personally took a flashlight to shine around.
The surrounding walls, like the upper floor, are not painted with any frescoes or lines, but on the ground, there are a large number of stone statues of people about half a person high.
These humanoid stone statues are densely placed in the heavy building on the fifth floor, and at a glance, there are hundreds of them.
The body carvings of the stone statues are relatively rough and simple, with single lines, but the head carvings are relatively delicate, especially the facial expressions, which are very rich, and you can even see whether these stone statues have painful or angry expressions.
Originally, everyone was still faintly looking forward to seeing Yu Ding or clues related to Yu Ding on this last fifth layer, but no one thought that there would be a large number of stone statues here.