Gu Fengchun's mind quickly analyzed these ruined images, and it seemed that this was a description of a large-scale sacrifice.

The technique of relief carving is clumsy, and the lines are relatively stiff, but Gu Fengchun can clearly see that the people on the portrait are very tall, and some people's faces are wearing exaggerated and huge masks, which look very powerful, so Gu Fengchun judged that the identity of these people wearing masks is very high. Gu Fengchun faintly felt that this kind of dress was very familiar, and Gu Fengchun knew very well that in ancient sacrifices, wearing masks to hold ceremonies was the most commonly used dress by wizards.

In primitive times, the status of the people who held the divine power was very noble, because they were responsible for communicating with the gods, which was equivalent to the spiritual head of the tribe, and some shamans also held the position of the head of the tribe.

From the first relief, there are a total of eleven masked people kneeling on the high altar, their bodies are tall, and they still look mighty, but under the altar, there are countless people kneeling in the dark, in the portrayal of rough lines, Gu Fengchun feels that in addition to kneeling on the altar of those priests who wear expressions without expressionless masks, the expressions of the kneeling people below seem to be desperate.

What makes people so desperate? Gu Fengchun couldn't figure it out. Several successive scenes are all describing the process of sacrifice. To Gu Fengchun's surprise, in the process of sacrifice, eleven priests wearing masks ended their lives with sharp weapons. In each of these scenes, a priest gave his life.

Gu Fengchun knew that in ancient times, there would be wars between tribes, and those captured in the war would usually be killed to sacrifice to the gods of the tribe, and only the able-bodied labor would be used as slaves to enslave them for surplus value. But Gu Fengchun couldn't understand that in ancient times, he would let the priests of the tribe come to sacrifice. These are symbols of the authority and sanctity of the tribe! What happened to make these noble priests substitute for slaves and become sacrifices to the altar? Gu Fengchun felt very headache for the content of this relief. After reading these pictures, he had slowly walked hundreds of meters into the corridor.

Ye Ya was not idle for a moment, after he finished giving Zhou Dingxuan the potion, he dragged him and Liu Wensheng aside, and after side by side, he took out a miniature camera to take pictures of the reliefs on the stone wall on the other side. Gu Fengchun only saw a relief on the stone wall, and Ye Ya took the initiative to take pictures of the ones that Gu Fengchun didn't see. His intuition told him that he had to collect such precious information. He calculated the time in his heart, Zhou Dingxuan and Liu Wensheng would probably be able to wake up in twenty minutes, and when Zhou Dingxuan woke up, they would continue to move forward.

Pictures are different from words, words from different eras may not be understandable, and patterns, as long as they are not the works of symbolist and abstract painters, most people should be able to understand what is being painted. Although Ye Ya didn't know much about ancient characters, the reliefs of the ancients were not able to make it difficult for him. Starting from the first picture at the beginning, it depicts a war, a fight between tribes, the two sides are very miserable, and there are many aggressive animals involved, Ye Ya is secretly surprised in his heart: What? In ancient times, people were able to domesticate tigers and lions? And what made Ye Ya curious was that there was a round and square thing on top of people's heads. Because in the first few images, both of these things appear almost at the same time. What is the circle that can be interpreted as the sun, but what is the square?

As the picture continued to change, Ye Ya's face gradually became solemn. The people who were fighting suddenly scattered in all directions, as if something was chasing them, and in a few moments the fleeing people fell to the ground, and the earth cracked a huge gap, engulfing those who could not escape, and then a huge wave swept over the land, just like the ones they had just seen. Everywhere there were people and animals fleeing, but their last struggle in the face of nature's wrath seemed so powerless, and countless people and animals were drowned.

Ye Ya was drenched in a cold sweat when he saw it, this kind of scene of great destruction, if the ancients had not experienced it personally, it would have been absolutely impossible to record this scene so realistically. Ye Ya followed up and found that the tragedy depicted on the relief was not only this, the relief behind the huge wave was billowing smoke, covering the sky and the sun, magma spraying, of course, there were many people running away in panic, and more people were lying on the ground in despair and howling, waiting for the final tragic encounter of fate. Although the picture of the relief is rough, Ye Ya clearly feels the horror and helplessness in the hearts of the characters inside.

Ye Ya sighed deeply, he looked back at Gu Fengchun who was still intoxicated by the relief picture, and couldn't help but sigh loudly: "Look at these pictures, it's the end of the world!" ”

Gu Fengchun was still sorting out his thoughts, and after listening to Ye Ya's words, he asked strangely, "What do you say?" The picture he saw was not the same as Ye Ya's, he only saw a team of priests wearing masks wiping their necks. He still wondered if the priests had a sense of déjà vu.

Ye Ya approached Gu Fengchun's side only to find that the picture that the two of them saw was not the same. Ye Ya's eyes quickly fixed on the last picture. The priests who had fallen to the altar were lying with their faces facing the sky. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Why is this face so familiar?" Gu Fengchun also nodded and said, "I have the impression that I am familiar with these faces, but even if I don't remember where I saw them?" ”

Zhou Dingxuan had already woken up, and when he heard the discussion between the two, he slowly walked closer, he glanced at it, and said, "Aren't these bronze masks in the Sanxingdui cultural system?" ”

Of course, the two knew what the bronze mask Zhou Dingxuan was talking about. The two of them thought about it carefully, and immediately thought of the thirteen huge bronze masks unearthed from the No. 7 pit of Yinxu in Henan Province and the mask on the head of the priest on the relief in front of them, and then the two took a deep breath. Yes, you don't need to look at anything else, just look at the huge vertical eye, and you can judge it immediately. I used to lie on that pile of bronze masks and do research for days, why did I suddenly lose my memory and forget about it? But Ye Ya was dumbfounded and said, "Professor Zhou, you mean that those bronze masks are worn by these people?" Ye Ya has not forgotten how wide these bronze masks are and how terrifying their weight is; If it can really be worn on the face, how tall and big were people in ancient times? When Ye Ya thought of this question, he chuckled in his heart, and thought: Is such a person still human?

Gu Fengchun listened to Ye Ya's puzzling words, his brain turned very fast, he couldn't help but carefully look at the mask on the priest's face again, and didn't forget to compare the height ratio of the people kneeling on the ground and the priest standing on the altar. He really found that there seemed to be a big difference between the proportions of the priests on the altar and the kneeling people, and at first he did not take this question to heart, because at first he thought that it was the artistic treatment of primitive artists, so that it was only to highlight the noble image of the priests. Gu Fengchun thought for a moment: If this is all realistic, then wouldn't the priest on the altar have four or five normal people who are so tall together? Oh my God, is this possible?