In ancient times, most of the 'figurines' were used for sacrifice, and I have seen the terracotta warriors and horses like Xi'an, but they are completely different concepts from what I see now.

The terracotta warriors and horses are all made of clay, so they are all dummies, walking in the terracotta warriors and horses will only feel the solemnity of the ancient battlefield, and there is no gloomy atmosphere, but these figurines I see now are real people, after being cut off, the body stands up.

The reason for this certainty is that you can see the bones of many dried corpses, and after the head is cut off, there is a large pit left.

"Carving wood is human, and it is self-starting, no different from a living person, but there is no spirituality." Yan Jing looked at the headless corpses and said.

"Beauty expert, you're talking about figurines, but these are real people, and after cutting off so many people's heads at once, it's hard to imagine what kind of scene it was at that time." I asked with some curiosity, what Yan Jing said was indeed a description of figurines.

"Yes, it's figurines, in fact, in the Warring States Period, slaves were only the private property of slave owners during their lifetimes, after the death of each slave owner, all the slaves who belonged to him had to be buried, these headless corpses were typical victims of slavery society, and the appearance of figurines can be said to be a symbol of human social progress, no longer sacrificed by the living, so it can also be seen that the age of this burial pit is a long time ago." Yan Jing explained.

I nodded and said, "Let's go down and see, it's just a bunch of dead people, but I'm more curious about how I managed to make so many people into dried corpses." ”

Continue to walk down the spiraling staircase, the staircase winds and turns, not in a very regular shape, but against the stone wall, seemingly casually carved out.

After walking for a distance, there were constantly forks in the road, and the darkness did not know where it led, although I would like to know where these scattered holes lead, but we are not suitable for separate actions now, so many holes, and they cannot be dispersed, besides, compared to those man-made tombs, this mausoleum is built in naturally formed hollows, these holes seem to have been dug out by those creatures that are active in the ground, God knows if there is anything more perverted than those big rats.

More is better than less, since we have found the person we want to rescue this time, let's go out early, having said that, I don't think these people of the Chen family need others to save them, except for the Tang Youyou with the foreign surname, none of the remaining ones are vegetarians, if they want to go out, it should be difficult for them, and now I feel that not only the people of the Chen family, but also the fifth brother has been drilling into the depths of this mausoleum with us......

What exactly are they looking for? Although I don't know now, and I won't tell them if I ask, but I am sure that it has something to do with our old business.

Digging graves and digging graves is a matter of damaging yin morality, and those who dare to do this are hard, and they can't see anything at the time, but it's hard to say for future generations.

Below the staircase is this small lake-like place, and the middle bridge connects to the large high platform in the middle, which in ancient times seemed to have been used as an arena.

There is a basketball court on both sides of the bridge, there is no water in it, but it is full of jars about one meter high, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, round in the middle, like the kind of pickled vegetable jar magnified several times, the top can mouth is about 20 centimeters, sealed by a layer of gray cloth, and a layer of beeswax is applied to the neck of the can under the mouth of the can.

"In ancient times, people would pickle pickles, I don't know how the taste compares with the mustard in Wujiang now." Honan said, looking at the cans underneath.

"You open one and taste it." I came up with an idea, quipped.

"Come on, I don't know how many years this thing is, the expiration date has long passed, maybe it's all dried up in mustard, and if you eat it, you're going to die...... Huo Nan said with a shudder.

It's also said that after such a long time, if it is really pickled mustard in it, it is estimated that it will turn into something else.

As we walked, we had come to the bridge, there were some loose stones on the bridge, and the foot of the beam in front of us accidentally kicked away a stone, and the stone was only the size of a thumb, and it made a parabola and fell down to the bottom of the bridge.

"Click!"

When the stone fell on a jar below, a crisp sound was heard, and a chain reaction began on the jar, cracking from the position of the stone to the surrounding area, and due to the uneven force, the whole jar was directly shattered, and several round things came out of it......

An indescribable stench hit my face instantly.

"Gross!"

I vomited again without a huff, and now I can only retch, because I haven't eaten all the time, and I have vomited everything I ate in the morning.

I felt a little better by half-crouching and covering my nose with my sleeve, and then looked up at the shattered jar.

"Vomit ......"

If the nausea just now was psychological, I can still restrain myself by covering my nose, and this psychological nausea impact is too sudden and the visual impact is too strong.

That round thing is nothing else, it's a human head!

If it were a normal head, I wouldn't be like this, after all, I also like to watch post-apocalyptic movies and television, this kind of human head that has been soaked in a jar for thousands of years......

It's fucking disgusting!

The whole head can only vaguely distinguish the facial features now, because it is soaked in the jar, and it is well sealed, the water inside cannot evaporate, and all the water is drilled into the head, so that the whole face is swollen, and one eyeball comes out and slips on the socket.

I saw another wave of nausea, Huo Nan next to me was better than me, and the rest of the people also covered their noses, the smell was too strong, it was really unbearable for ordinary people.

Something that has been treasured for thousands of years, the taste is unimaginable.

"It turns out that the heads of those headless dried corpses have been stuffed into this and pickled, I don't understand what they think, everyone else has been martyred, and they won't leave a whole corpse." Huo Nan said half-squatting and covering his nose.

I looked at the heads that rolled out again, and finally got used to it, and it seemed that I didn't have to guess, the contents of these jars should be the heads of those headless corpses.

No one wanted to stay under this smell for a long time, so I helped Huo Nan to his feet and walked forward with a quick pace.

Staying in such a place for a minute longer is a bit of a danger of death......