Chapter 37: The Revenge of the Blood Boss (34)
Hanamatsu took out the compressed biscuits in the space and cushioned his stomach. She didn't plan to stay in this tomb for long, and anyway, there were many people who came in with them, and no one who had offended her. So I didn't prepare a lot of food.
She can be calculating, she can be a person who will repay her eyes, but the archaeologist and his apprentices should not fall.
Although the bat just now was a little ferocious, those people couldn't all be mediocre, and they couldn't have no way at all. In this regard, the flower festival is not worried at all.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking about the Yu family's father and son. I hope they live a little longer so that I can tell them the truth. The flower festival said playfully.
Yan Lu hugged the flower sacrifice, his voice was slightly cool, and his voice was low: "What have they done to you?!" "Hurt you? Someone who can make you move with murderous intent.
"It's coming! Soon you will find out. The flower sacrifice leaned on Yan Lu's arms, looking at the flower festival, Yan Liu's heart was beating violently, and it was the first time she let him hug him like this.
"Little cutie, your heart is beating fast!"
“…… Have it? ”
"That expert Chen and his apprentice from your family, since they are members of the national archaeological team, if there are survivors, I will let them out, and you don't have to worry. My philosophy is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and they won't offend me, and I will bury a few little hairy children before I have any reason. ”
"I ...... I'm not trying to say that. Hearing Hanamatsuri say that he was worried about those people, he suddenly felt a little unhappy. What does it matter to those people, whether they live or die is their business. They came in on their own, and everything was their choice.
"Oh! So what do you want to say? ”
"I want you to take me around." Yan Lu hid the emotion in her eyes and looked at the main tomb she said.
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Yan Lu looked at the murals everywhere in the tomb, and said lightly: "This doesn't seem to have appeared in history!" The costumes have the figure of the Han Dynasty, but they are not like it. ”
Seeing Yan Lu staring at the mural in front of him, the flower priest pondered. "I don't know anything about history, but I don't know much about what happened before and after. I remember an incident that was a bit like this. It seems to be called the Turnip Incident. ”
"Turnips? What is it? "He hadn't heard of it.
"It's about a sacrifice, and there was a mistake in this sacrifice, and the emperor was furious at the time, and directly clicked the sacrificial master. The blood of the master priest was re-made into a sacrifice, and this became a blood sacrifice! Hua Sai pointed to the big tripod on the mural and said, "The red in this tripod is the blood of the sacrificial master." ”
"Then why did the emperor kill that sacrificial master?"
"I don't say this very clearly, I also listen to others. That sacrificial master still had a little influence in this country, called Turnip, and after his death, the entire court was still in turmoil. In the end, it seems that the emperor did something to stabilize it. ”
After browsing through all the murals here, Yan Lu stared at a coffin in the middle.
"What kind of flower is this? It's kind of like the other side of the flower. ”。
"This is indeed the flower of the other side, and there is another name there, Manju Sahua. It is the national flower there, the meaning is different from now, but it is almost the same, the only difference is that at that time, this flower had the meaning of preserving the soul for a long time. And every generation of emperors has the idea of wanting to live forever, so there is such a wonderful national flower. ”