"Old Chen, there's a door here." Ah Bing is worthy of being a soldier, and after coming in, he didn't look at the valuable cultural relics on the ground at all, but carefully observed the surrounding environment.

At this time, I also noticed the door that Ah Bing found, it was a strange wooden door, the door was locked inside, Ah Bing tried to push it but did not push it open, I don't know what material this wooden door is, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the wooden door has no signs of decay at all.

"Strange, shouldn't there be stone gates in ordinary tombs? Why did the owner of the tomb build a wooden door here? Old Chen muttered to himself with some incomprehension.

As for why stone doors are used instead of wooden doors in ancient tombs, I also learned later. First of all, the stone door is stronger and corrosion-resistant than the wooden door, and secondly, the sealing is good, if the tomb leaks, it can also play the role of isolating the water, of course, the most important function is to prevent theft, because the stone door is made of heavier material, once the stone door is closed, it is difficult to open it with external force, unless you find the mechanism reserved by the craftsman.

"Could it be that the owner of the tomb knew that he didn't have much money and wasn't afraid of theft, so he built a wooden door?" I jokingly said that my original intention was to ease the oppressive atmosphere of everyone, who wanted to exchange for countless white eyes.

"Bing, find a way to unlock the door and try not to destroy the things here." The coal boss said to Ah Bing.

This is to replace the rest of us with violent demolition a long time ago, a few feet down, who can this little broken wooden door block? But the coal boss thought about it more, because after we finished our business, we had to call the police and ask the cultural relics department to come and dig this ancient tomb. If we find out that we have not only entered the ancient tomb, but also wreaked havoc everywhere, it will be a bit of a problem.

Ah Bing answered, walked to the wooden door, and gently tapped the middle of the wooden door with his hand, the wooden door made a crisp sound in some places, and made a very muffled sound in other places.

Then Ah Bing pulled out a saber of more than 20 centimeters from his body, inserted it along the gap in the door panel, and after the blade entered the door panel for more than 10 centimeters, he gently picked it up, only to hear a clang, as if something had fallen on the ground, and the door was opened by him, but there was a little scratch between the gaps in the wooden door, and it was impossible to see it if you didn't look carefully.

After the door opened, Ah Bing probably felt that he had missed a hand in front of everyone, and he felt very embarrassed. So he said a little proudly: "The anti-theft technology of the ancients is not mature, behind this wooden door is two grooves stuck in a wooden square, as long as the wooden square is opened, the door will be opened, very simple." ”

Looking at Ah Bing's fluttering face, I suddenly felt a little unhappy, isn't it just to open a broken door, proud of your uncle, no, why is the red gas on the top of this cargo a little black?

The door was opened, and what appeared in front of us was a dark corridor, I hurriedly illuminated it with my headlamp, the corridor was only more than one meter wide and more than ten meters long, I wanted to continue walking, but at this moment our attention was deeply attracted by the walls of the corridor.

I've never seen such a beautiful and colorful mural, the whole corridor is full of murals, and although thousands of years have passed, the colors on the murals are still gorgeous.

"This mural is so beautiful, I'm afraid it will be priceless if you sell it outside." The coal boss couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time showed a greedy face, he is a businessman, and in the eyes of businessmen, there is only the word profit.

"Sometimes we have to admire the art skills of the ancients, such exquisite murals, we modern people will definitely not be able to paint." Chen Lao was also deeply attracted by the mural in front of him.

Just when we were marveling at the beauty of the mural, Jasmine Chen had already walked to the mural, and Old Chen asked, "Lily, have you found any clues?" ”

Jasmine Chen pushed the frame of the mirror and said softly: "This is a narrative picture, which should tell the various experiences of the tomb owner's life. ”

I have to say that this girl didn't read those books in vain on weekdays, and I also wanted to know what story was told on the mural, so I asked: "Sister Chen, tell us, what story is told on it?" ”

"You see, this woman appears many times in every picture on the mural, and it can be inferred that the owner of this tomb should be this woman, and these murals should depict this woman's life."

Jasmine Chen seemed to be a tour guide at this time, leading us forward while explaining the story on each mural.

"In order to save time, I will briefly describe the story on the mural, which says that this woman was born into a large family, and the next thing is that she received an excellent education, and there was a gentleman who taught her to read and write, and a musician who taught her the art of piano and dance, until she grew up." Jasmine Chen suddenly stopped for a moment, because the mural below was a little different from the previous one.

This is to say that one day, the man she admires came to her hometown. Later, she married that man, and always accompanied that man, and even followed that man on the expedition, and this man looked down on him, and every time he could return with a big victory, every time that man won a battle, this woman would dance a sword for that man to celebrate the man's victory. Slowly, the man's followers gradually increased, and there were more and more beauties around him, but the man always doted on this woman. Until this time, the man was besieged by the enemy, the situation was not optimistic, the two were drinking in the tent, and the woman did not want to be a burden to the man, so she danced the sword for this man one last time, and killed herself. Grief-stricken, the man took the woman's body out of the encirclement and sent the woman's body back to his hometown. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Jasmine paused and continued: "The mural behind this should have been repainted later, and it is said that the man later killed back and fought a bloody battle with the enemy, but unfortunately he was still defeated, and finally killed himself by the river. ”

By the time Jasmine Chen finished telling the story of the tomb owner, we had unconsciously walked to the end of the road, and at the end of the road was a stone gate.

At this time, I was still immersed in the story on the mural, and I didn't know what love was at all. Even so, I feel sorry for the woman and the man, and at the same time sigh for the way the ancients treated love so loyally.

"What, why is there one person missing?" Someone suddenly shouted in horror.

I was startled by this sudden shout, one person missing? I began to name them one by one in my heart, Chen Lao, Chen Jasmine, Coal Boss, Ah Bing, and the six dragon boys, etc., one, two, three, four, five, why are there five people left? There really is one person missing!