I'm basically sure that the people who used to be active in this place were the ancient elephant males. It is conceivable that they spent a lot of energy and time to build this place, because the area where Ta'er Lake is located is still far from the territory of the ancient Zhangxiong Dynasty, and the more this happens, the more difficult it is to mobilize people and materials.

The most important thing is that in such an environment where the productive forces are relatively backward, a tribe or a country must have a good reason to carry out large-scale engineering construction. Especially in the Plateau Dynasty, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and manpower is the most valuable resource, which will not be wasted casually.

What are they doing in such a place?

I suddenly had the feeling that some of my previous judgments might be wrong. When I first discovered the huge, advanced drainage system, I thought it was someone who wanted to create a surface lake that could control the amount of water and create a habitable zone around the amber. But now it looks like that's not the case.

It was likely that the huge drainage system was designed to block the entrance, so that no one could know that there would be such an isolated place beneath Ta'er Lake. I believe that if there were human control factors, then the drainage system would be drained and flooded at the appointed time, and it was because the ancient Zhangzhung Dynasty and all the Zhangzhung people disappeared that the drainage system was running out of order.

I stood there thinking about these things, and Xiao Mao looked around. The sacrificial vessels scattered around may have been left behind by the former Zhangxiong people. If you analyze it according to the actual situation, it may have been a place of sacrifice.

"This seems to be the end, there is no way forward." After Xiao Mao looked at it, he turned his head to me and said, "Let's look for it again?" ”

"No way?" I gathered my mind and glanced around, could it be that the elephant men had put so much effort into transforming even a lake to hide this underground sacrificial place?

The area of the sacrificial ground is not very large, and I don't think there is any need to make the sacrificial place so hidden and mysterious, and the priests of Zhangxiong generally do not shy away from believers when performing sacrificial activities, and many believers can watch the whole sacrificial process from around.

Boom......

Just as Xiao Mao and I were looking left and right, a drum suddenly sounded behind us. I was startled by the sudden sound of the drum, and we both turned our heads at the same time, involuntarily looking towards the moon drum.

The moon drum was still in place, and when I looked at it, I didn't see anything unusual. If it was just me, I would have wondered if there was something wrong with my ears all of a sudden. But Xiao Mao was beside him, and he obviously heard the drum beat just now.

"Did you hear me wrong?" Xiao Mao asked me, except for the two of us, there can be no other people here, the drum suddenly sounded, this matter can't be explained.

"I don't know......" I panicked, the monkeys in the iron cage, the neatly arranged blood pottery, and the moon drum that was scary enough in itself...... All this makes the atmosphere around eerie.

Boom......

At the moment when Xiao Maomian and I looked at each other, the moon drum on the ground suddenly sounded again. The sound of the drum was so clear that it could never have been an auditory hallucination. Also, I could see the moon moving on the ground when it sounded.

Boom......

Before I could react any longer, the moon drum sounded again. This time, as the drum sounded, a wisp of dust fell from the top of the head.

The drums weren't very decibels, but I felt like the whole space was vibrating with the drums.

"Stand back !!" When Xiao Mao saw the wisp of dust falling, he grabbed me and ran back.

Knock knock knock......

The moon drum kept ringing, as if there was an invisible hand that was constantly beating the drum surface. The dust above his head kept puffing down. Immediately after, the two rows of blood pottery seemed to be unstable, and like a tumbler, they swayed from side to side with the sound of drums.

"This place is going to collapse?" I was taken aback, it was hard to imagine that this drumming would elicit such a strong reaction.

Little Mao pulled me and retreated to the edge of the ditch. The scene in front of me is really weird and indescribable, the moon drum on the ground is pounding, the entire sacrificial place is completely submerged by the sound of the drum, and large pieces of dust are constantly falling down, like wisps of smoke, suspended and diffused in front of you.

Click......

The two rows of blood pottery shook too violently, and with the shaking, the blood pottery moved slowly on the ground, like a drunk person, stiffening, staggering towards the two of us.

The blood pottery moved forward a little, and Xiao Mao and I stepped back a little. More than a dozen blood pottery moved crookedly to the edge of the sacrificial field, at this time, the drum sound of the moon drum may have reached its peak, the drum beat is indescribably rapid, my heart seems to have stepped on a node with the drum sound, and it is about to jump out of my throat.

"I've long thought ...... I don't think these blood pottery are authentic...... "I hold the one-meter-long steel drill tightly in my hand, ready to face the battle."

"Don't move yet, let's see." Xiao Mao pressed my hand, and invisibly pulled me back again, blocking in front of me: "Blood Tao may be more evil, but this is a dead thing after all, let's not worry." ”

A dozen or so Blood Pottery statues were already completely close to the edge of the sacrificial ground, and as long as they were a little further forward, they would move to the side of the ditch. However, these blood pottery didn't seem to be able to step to the edge of the sacrificial ground, so many blood pottery were almost crowded together, and they kept dangling in place, that kind of scene, like a group of zombies blocked by barbed wire, and my scalp was numb when I saw it.

The drums were beating like firecrackers, and the situation looked a little out of control. It's just that more than a dozen blood pottery statues were crowded on the edge of the sacrificial ground, and they didn't move forward again.

Click......

I don't know if it shook too violently on the ground, and a blood pottery suddenly shattered. When the blood pottery crumbled, my eyes lit up, as if I saw a living person suddenly split into several pieces.

The shattered blood pottery trembled a few more times on the ground, and slowly stopped moving. The rapid drum beat began to slow down, but the sound was very dull, and every time the drum sounded, it was as if a foot was heavily stepped on my heart, and I was a little out of breath.

Immediately afterward, the rest of the blood pottery staggered to the ground, and I heard something collapse at the other end of the sacrificial ground, and the sound kept echoing, and a large cloud of misty dust flew up.

The drumming stopped abruptly in the dust. The silence of the entire sacrificial ground could be heard, and if it weren't for the blood pottery staggering in front of me, I would feel like nothing had happened.

Xiao Mao and I both shone the flashlights in front of us, but there was a lot of dust, and it was very thick, and the light could not be illuminated.

If there is no moving air in the space, it will be difficult to fall when the dust is filled. The dust that gradually dispersed obscured the view, and for the sake of safety, we retreated again, perhaps a little too violently, and I stepped on an iron cage, and immediately broke several rusty iron bars, and half of my leg fell into the cage again.

"It's time for you to lose weight." Xiao Mao helped me pull my legs back, and didn't forget to joke with me. I know he doesn't want me to be that nervous.

I can't tell what happened to me, two fierce trips, coupled with the old road of the Poplar River, the three actions wasted a lot of time, and also made me experience some setbacks and tribulations that ordinary people cannot encounter in a lifetime, I am not the kind of person who is very timid, but in this place, my heart has always felt very panicked, panicked for no reason.

We both waited and listened, but nothing came out. After waiting for at least twenty minutes, the dust dissipated somewhat. When the beam of light from the flashlight shone on the other side of the altar, I faintly saw a door.

A stone gate, at least five meters high, was a heavy mess.

I looked at Xiao Mao and didn't dare to judge blindly. Originally, we thought that this sacrificial ground was at the end, but we never expected that the moon drum would knock out the hidden door after a while.

Xiao Mao made sure that there was no danger for the time being, so he slowly walked forward. He took the hammer from my hand, got down on one knee, leaned forward with his body and arms, and stabbed the hammer at the body of a fallen blood pottery.

After the heavy blood pottery fell to the ground, there was no movement, Xiao Mao tried back and forth several times, waved his hand at me, I ran behind him, and the two of them carefully bypassed this crooked blood pottery from the side.

The moon drum remained in place, and I stared at it for a while, lest the damn drum suddenly sound again.

As I got closer, I turned my gaze and suddenly noticed that there was a large chair in front of the five-meter-high stone door.

The chairs were clinging to the stone door, wishing they were half as wide as a road. I squinted and looked at it, and it was probably the most valuable chair I'd ever seen.

The main frame of the chair is made of periwinkle wood and inlaid with finely polished agate. Probably because time is too long, the luster of agate disappears in the wear and tear of time. However, this chair was absolutely priceless when it was first made. This kind of thing is a rare treasure that can be encountered but not sought in the countries of the Western Regions where the Silk Road prospered. A small Changchun wooden box, which has been spread to the mainland, is a treasure that can only be owned by the imperial court, not to mention a chair made of Changchun wood.

The role of the chair is for people to sit on, no matter how expensive the chair is, it only has such a function. My gaze slowly moved, and I saw a shadow sitting on this rare priceless chair.