The hairs stood on end, Sheng Shiyao was really right, green plants would also attack people, and they would scream like animals. I looked at the blade of the eyeshadow moon, and the juice on it was actually black, and I was worried that it would be poisonous, but I thought that Sheng Shiyao's wound didn't seem to have worsened last night, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, the plants seemed to be afraid, and when Sheng Shiyao and I walked inward, they would retreat backwards. It's a strange phenomenon, but can it be said that even plants have minds? Or...... Could it not be a plant, but an animal disguised in a green appearance? Without waiting for me to study more, Sheng Shiyao had already grabbed my hand and entered the ancient castle, and the result of the open-air roof can be imagined, the inside is full of dust and sand, and the furnishings as far as the eye can see are covered with golden sand.

As soon as you step on it, it is a deep footprint, and there is an inch of sand as thick as it is spread on the surface, and the space is very large, hundreds of square meters, and you can see that there is a double-open stone door directly opposite that is closed, and there should be space inside. I don't know who lived in this castle, it should be a person who not only has wealth but also power, in order to have such a castle covering such a wide area, but the precipitation of the years has finally declined and disappeared.

When I thought about it, I found that Sheng Shiyao had let go of my hand at some point, walked to the side, and was studying the wall. From the outside, the castle is completely made of stones, and the walls inside should also be made of stone.

I walked up and looked at the yellow wall and asked, "What are you looking at?" "There's nothing on it. He didn't make a sound, he reached out to touch the wall, the salad pulled, the wall actually rolled down a lot of fine sand, the original wall was covered with yellow sand, after years of wind and sun, turned into a stucco layer, but because it was pure sand, and there was no concrete mixing, so the fine sand only relied on the density of the arrangement and clinging to the wall, but not firm, the hand will fall off a layer of rubbing.

Gradually saw the original appearance of the wall under the sand layer that Sheng Shiyao caressed, there seemed to be a mural on it, I also stepped forward to help, and soon touched a large piece of the wall, indeed the wall was carved with a mural, and found that I just seemed to take it for granted, the wall here is not made of stone, but a large piece of rectangular yellow brick.

Sheng Shiyao saw that my face was strange, so he explained that this is a commonly used adobe brick in the construction of the ancient city, which is a rotor made of rammed earth, cool sand and cow dung, etc., and its firmness is better than the red bricks used to build houses in our cities now, dry and strong, even after thousands of years, it will not dry out, and the outer layer is stacked with stones, which is equivalent to an excellent seal.

As for the mural, I don't need to explain it much, I know that in ancient times, I usually liked to record important things in life in the form of murals, and this kind of murals are more preserved than paper and cloth.

Our descendants often use the word "ghostly workmanship" to describe ancient architecture, because the sculpture skills of those buildings are absolutely pure, and some of them cannot even simulate the carving method now. The carving on this mural is very lifelike, it depicts a person standing on a high platform, his hands raised, his head looking up to the sky, many people kneeling under the high platform, some people are buried in the bottom, some people look left and right, and some people raise their heads, their faces are full of reverence.

I whispered, "This looks a bit like a sacrifice." Sheng Shiyao said: "Well, this is a sacrifice, the one standing on the high platform should be a wizard, you see that he is covered with a black robe all over his body, and he doesn't even show his face, this is the dress of ancient wizards, they may be begging for rain." In the desert area, the rain god is worshipped and worshipped, and rain is also their only water of life. ”

Wizarding is an ancient profession, how old is it? In ancient times, there was a situation of "home for witchcraft", that is, everyone could play witchcraft with both hands. The so-called "major events of the country, in the worship and Rong", means that the major events of the country are sacrifices and wars, and the sacrifices usually require the use of sorcerers, so there will naturally be a distinction between witchcraft and inferiority.

According to legend, our ancestors, the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou, were all wizards who practiced witchcraft to the top. In the Great War of the Yellow Emperor Chiyou, Chiyou asked the gods to rain, and the Yellow Emperor drove the drought god goddess to stop the rain. Chiyou failed in his fighting method and was killed. This is a typical wizard fight! It's really shocking, crying ghosts and gods. More importantly, this battle decided that we should call ourselves "descendants of Yan and Huang" rather than "descendants of Chiyou".

Therefore, wizarding can be said to be a profession that has existed since ancient times, and the legends are different, but it does exist. I think the so-called witchcraft of wizards is actually to observe the sky at night and understand the star fortune formation. Take this altar for rain as an example, it is the natural change of the weather that produces rain, so why is there really a rain god?

Sheng Shiyao and I stroked the fine sand while looking at the murals, and before we knew it, we had walked into the depths of the ancient castle. The long walls were covered with frescoes, and in addition to the sacrificial scenes, there were scenes of the lives of the common people, and in the depths you began to see the army, and they were clustered around a chariot, and the sorcerer stood on it. Images of war began to appear later, and it was obvious that a group of troops who did not belong to the wizard faction had invaded the land, and the two armies went to war.

Wanting to see who would win or lose the war, the two of us sped up cleaning the walls, only to find that the mural had stopped, because we had come to the stone gate in the depths of the castle. I don't know why, this stone gate has not been stained with any fine sand, and it is very smooth to the touch, as if it has been polished.

Just now we saw the mural on the right, and presumably the left side of the stone gate is also full of murals, and I don't know what the scene will be over there. But Sheng Shiyao's attention was no longer focused on the mural, but stared at the stone door, his slender fingers caressing around the door. I asked curiously, "What are you looking for?" Subconsciously reached out to touch the stone door, but he stopped him: "Don't move!" ”

I was startled and quickly retracted my hand.

Before I could react, I heard a "click" in my ears, and then the person was dragged back by Sheng Shiyao for several steps, and the stone door in front of me rumbled and began to move. I was surprised to find that the two stone doors turned outward, not inward, and there were no handles on the doors, so if there was no trick, the two stone doors could not be opened outside.

Behind the stone gate, the space is much smaller than I imagined, but there are still about 100 square meters. We stood at the door and looked up, and found that the roof of this room was not broken, only the skylights were opened at the four corners, and now the skylights are naturally open, so the yellow sand in this room is relatively less.

It was supposed to be a bedroom, but there was no wooden bed or anything like that, only a wide stone platform on the right, which seemed to be the resting place of the lord of the castle. I felt that the color of the stone platform was a little strange, so I stepped forward to caress the sand and dust on it, and when I opened it, I was surprised, this is not an ordinary stone bed, the stone is round, and even a little transparent, very much like white jade.

I called Sheng Shiyao to come and see, but I didn't hear a response even after shouting twice, and when I looked back, I saw him staring at the wall directly opposite, the wall didn't seem strange at first, but after a closer look, I found something strange. All the furnishings in the room were five feet away from the wall, as if the space had been deliberately emptied.

I walked back to him, looked at the wall for a while, and thought it wasn't anything special except that it was strange. So he leaned into his ear and said, "Look at that stone bed, it looks like white jade." He finally listened to my words, turned his head to look at the stone bed, immediately looked away, and said lightly: "It's not white jade, it's just a kind of rough stone, which is processed into a transparent shape later." ”

I see, looking back, it won't be white jade, otherwise such a big white jade bed would not be priceless or priceless, how could it be left until now.

"Follow me, don't mess around." Sheng Shiyao whispered, took my hand and carefully approached the wall step by step. Nothing unusual, and I came to the wall, which was more than two meters high, and was also covered with fine sand, which concealed the original appearance. Sheng Shiyao took out a pair of black leather gloves from his arms and handed me one, "The sand on here is a little special, the golden sand contains black sand in it, so it's safer to wear gloves." ”

I nodded, put the glove on my right hand, and needless to say that I was going to work again and disposed of the sand. After dealing with a corner, it was found that some places on the wall were black, and the black sand inlay in it could not be opened, and there were traces of carving, but it was impossible to see what it was. It is likely that this is a huge sculpture with an entire wall as the base, and if you don't remove all the fine sand on the wall, you won't be able to see the original appearance of the mural.

As the walls at our height were cleared, and the black place was faintly visible like wings and feathers, I looked at Sheng Shiyao and said, "Come, I'll carry you up, and you can get rid of the sand on it." ”

His waist was held up by his arms, I immediately hurried to clean up the fine sand, when the wall in the middle part was revealed, I was so frightened that the whole person shuddered, "Ah" screamed, Sheng Shiyao asked below: "What did you find?" ”

"Yes...... It's a bat! ”

Sheng Shiyao immediately let go of his hand, put me down, and then looked up, the middle part I had just wiped revealed the bat's head, its eyes didn't know what it was made of, bright red and bright red, faintly shining, it was terrifying to see. He took a step back, squinted his eyes and said, "Xiaoxiao, do you see that?" ”

I nodded in amazement, and I could see that although there was still a small piece of the wall on the left that had not been cleaned, I could already see the whole picture of the carving on this wall. It is carved with a black-winged bat, exactly the same as the tattoo on Grandma's Jinpa and Wong Tai Sin's arm, but this one is many times bigger and more eerie.

The bat spread its wings like the demon king of the night, its eyes blood-red, ready to engulf the creatures in front of it.