Ear!

This word is very sensitive to me, and it is impossible for me to forget the ears in the manju box.

That voice was like a great sage who knew everything, telling the story of the ear and the Bandar Kyaw very clearly.

What is hidden by Banda Jue, whatever it is, will leave a little trace. This kind of trace is generally a very faint and faint black pattern like an annual ring. These faint black lines actually mean that some consciousness information is hidden on the object under the influence of Bandar Jue.

When I heard this, all the memories of my ears rolled out of my mind. On the left ear in the longevity box, there is indeed a very faint black vein.

"What if...... If those black lines hide the conscious information when ...... So...... So how do you interpret it? I couldn't even lift my head, but as soon as I heard these important clues, I forgot everything and blurted out, "How do I interpret it?" ”

Under normal circumstances, the information hidden by Banda Jue has to be interpreted by a person who is proficient in Panda Jue, and the information decoded in this way is relatively complete. However, if a calamity passes and everyone who is proficient in Bandar Kyaw dies, then there is only one stupid and ineffective method to be activated, and there is no way to do it.

Soak the thing with the hidden message of the Banda Sense in the tears of the yak, and finally, a very thin layer of black objects that seem to be salt crystals will appear. Collect this black object, mix it with a little corpse oil, and mix it with other materials to make a stick of incense.

The incense is lit in a closed room to ensure that the smoke produced when the incense burns can linger in the closed room for a long time. People who constantly smell the smoke of this incense may see the hidden message of Banda Jue at different times.

This approach varies from person to person and may also be related to environmental conditions. Maybe this person tries and gets only one percent of the information, while another person tries and gets half of the information.

But at the end of the day, this is not the best means of interpretation, and most of the information is unreadable.

However, apart from this method, there is no other way to materialize the hidden message of Bandar Kyaw.

The narration of this voice was imprinted in my mind. When the voice was finished, my mind seemed to be confused, but I could feel the weight on my body, as if it was slowly disappearing. Losing the pressure, my head can finally be lifted.

The moment I raised my head, I saw the dry corpse in the corner of the space, I don't know if it was my vision illusion, or something else, I felt that the two faint lights flashing in the eyes of the dry corpse seemed to disappear without a trace.

It's hard for me to tell if what I've just heard is the real voice, but I only vaguely believe that if a person's belief is strong enough, then his mind may not disappear for a certain period of time. No one can see these remnants of thoughts, but someone can certainly sense them.

Just as I thought about this, I suddenly felt like I didn't know when there was one more person around me.

That person knelt side by side with me, because I had not been able to hold my head up before, and I was so immersed in the story of Bandar Kyaw that I didn't even notice it until just now.

I could catch a glimpse of this man in a strange fancy dress, with an angular bronzed face.

I know this man!

This person, who seems to have come down from the stage, once taught me to recognize the Zhangxiong sacrifice text in a "dream".

In an instant, I fell into that state of confusion and chaos, and I couldn't even tell the difference, what I saw now, and what I just heard, was real? Or is it just my hallucination?

"Do you know how to decipher the message in that ear?"

I didn't dare to turn my head, and to be honest, I was really scared and only looked at each other with my spare eyes. This person's tone seemed to be very calm, and what he asked me was actually very clear, that is, to ask me if I remembered what I had just heard.

"I ...... I know ......" I mustered up my courage and slowly turned my head to look at the person kneeling with me, and before I knew it, sweat was pouring out of my head and face.

The man didn't say anything more, he turned his head to look at the dry corpse in the corner that had been dead for an unknown number of years, and then bowed solemnly.

At this time, I was sweating like rain, and the sweat on my forehead was constantly flowing down like rain. Sweat sticks to the eyelashes and blurs the vision. I lowered my head and wiped the sweat from my eyes with my sleeve.

But in just one second, the person next to me seemed to evaporate, and he couldn't see it at all. I couldn't help but look around, and the man was indeed gone.

I felt as if I had lost my strength, and sat on the ground crookedly, gasping for breath.

The space was calm again, as if nothing had happened. It took me a while to get over it.

I pondered it for myself, and I had a very strong feeling that neither the voice I had just heard nor the bronzed man I had seen seemed to be there. But I can hear, I can see, most likely a way of transmitting consciousness.

I don't know much about this, and I certainly can't say the truth in it, but I just feel it. However, I still believe that there is no such thing as something that does not happen for no reason, and that if something happens, there must be a motive for it. The way to decipher the clues from Banda Kyaw's hidden information, I have firmly memorized. The longevity box with the left ear is still in Huayang, and if I can return to Huayang, I will definitely try it.

The three arched holes on the left-hand side, I haven't set foot in yet. I'm not sure what I'm going to do if I'm in, but I'm here that I'm going to do my best to figure out what I can figure out. I took my things and wandered around the three vaulted holes for a while, finally deciding to enter through the middle one.

The inside of the arched cave has been trimmed, not only is it wide, but the ground is very flat, but there are a lot of gravel blocks scattered on the road surface. During the flashlight, I saw that there were many one-foot-square pits on both sides of the cave wall, which were usually used to place lighting tools such as oil lamps, which shows that a long time ago, people entered and exited the vaulted holes more frequently.

The ground was slightly sloping, and after walking less than ten meters, the arched hole turned a corner, and there was nothing but the messy gravel on the ground. I was engrossed, sensing the slightest movement, but the cave was so quiet that nothing could be heard.

After walking for about ten meters, the arched hole seemed to come to an end, and the moment I walked out of the arched hole, the flashlight light immediately shone far away, and then spread.

At this time, I felt that my eyes and brain were a little insufficient.

Less than ten meters in front of the exit of the arched cave is a large platform filled with small wooden carts and tools such as hammers and shovels.

Next to the platform is a huge circular pit with a diameter of at least two hundred meters. On the side where the pit and the platform are connected, dozens of ladders made of wood and rope are hung.

If I'm not mistaken, this round pit, which is about 200 meters in diameter, was dug by manpower with a shovel and shovel.

The round crater is very large, with a depth of about 20 meters. At the bottom of the round pit, there are also some tools scattered around. Although the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of life are not people, but when I see this scene in front of me, I can think of many years ago, countless people worked day and night in this round pit, they constantly rubbed stones, and then used rope ladders to carry the stones up, and then used small wooden carts to transport them away. The three arched holes, in fact, all lead to here, to avoid congestion caused by cars meeting back and forth.

Judging by the tools left behind at the site, this huge project was started many years ago. However, the messy and scattered tools on the site and the rope ladder that have not been removed have fully demonstrated that the project was not completed, and that it was abandoned halfway, and the laborers may have abandoned the tools and removed them all overnight.

Again, a long time ago, if there was no absolute necessity, then no one would have carried out such a laborious and costly project. However, I looked around this huge round pit for a long time, but I didn't see what the pit was actually for.

The only explanation that makes sense is that these people are digging a hole here to dig something.

Stone Gate, Zhangxiong Script, Round Pit...... I frowned and pondered, trying to integrate the bits and pieces of information I had gathered since I arrived here, and trying to piece together a relatively complete clue.

What is certain is that the round pit, the huge underground space, may be related to the Xiangxiong people. Their sphere of influence is not here, but with Zhangxiong's strong national and financial resources, they should barely be able to support such a remote project located thousands of miles away from Zhangxiong's homeland.

But the project was not completed, or what the Zhangxiong wanted to dig was not dug up, which means that something unexpected must have happened in the middle.

Whether it was in the past or now, a major project was forced to be suspended, and the reason was basically the same, that is, the capital chain was broken.

I suspect that when this project was underway, it was likely that there was a large-scale war between Zhangzhung and Tibet, and they wanted to fight for the position of the hegemon of the plateau. In that battle, Zhangzhung was completely defeated, and the defeat caused chaos in Zhangxiong's country, and the regime could also be in turmoil as a result, and in this case, the Zhangzhung people could no longer carry out this huge project.

At this time, I suddenly remembered the dried corpse I had just seen on the other side of the vaulted hole. His unwillingness, his sorrow, and his helplessness, perhaps, were all because of the forced suspension of this project.

He may have been planning this thing all his life, but the change in the fortunes of the country made him unexpected, and he may know that after the defeat of Zhangxiong, there is no possibility of turning over, and this project will be stalled forever.

What the hell are the elephants digging here?