So Xia Qing continued: "This material is very similar to ceramics, but it must not be ordinary ceramics, it may be ceramics made of special materials, as for which material it is, it is difficult to say, but it is certain that the molecular properties of this material must be very inert, so it can isolate the high-energy molecules of the liquid, but ......"

Her brows suddenly furrowed slightly, and she said, "But since this material is very inert, it must be difficult to control, and it is impossible to be made into ceramics at all, so this is a bit contradictory." ”

Although Gao Chao didn't quite understand the reasons that Xia Qing said, but Gao Chao still understood, so he thought about it along Xia Qing's train of thought, and said: "So if this kind of ceramic is indeed as you said, it is unlikely to be manufactured, then there may be only one situation." ”

Xia Qing looked at Gao Chao and couldn't help but say, "Which situation?" ”

Gao Chao said: "This minecart is probably really modified by something. ”

When the fat man heard this, he pouted and said, "I'll just say, it must be a big coffin modification." ”

At this time, Xia Qing didn't seem to be willing to refute, after all, the shape of this minecart is indeed very much like a coffin, and it is a large black coffin, as for Xia Qing's thoughts, it naturally feels a little helpless and ridiculous, she really can't figure out why the Soviets and the people of the 101st Institute used coffins to convert into minecarts.

Of course, Xia Qing was also very surprised, after all, the material of this coffin looked like a kind of black ceramic, but what kind of material was used to make this ceramic coffin, Xia Qing really didn't know.

"If it's a coffin, where does it come from?" Xia Qing felt a little embarrassed, so he had to ask directly along the superb train of thought.

Hearing this question, Gao Chao and the fat man seemed to think of the answer at the same time.

"Tomb of the King of the Western Night?"

The three men leave the minecart made of ceramic coffins. Continue towards the depths of the mine.

They seem to be moving a little faster and a little more determined, simply because they have seen hope.

Because there is a ceramic coffin here.

If there is a coffin, there must be a tomb.

If there is such a tomb in this place, it is naturally the legendary Tomb of the Western Night King.

It's just that they're worried, too.

If the Soviets could take a coffin from the Tomb of the Western Night, they must have taken something else.

Whether it's that piece of jade. They have already taken it away?

No one can answer this question, they have to look and find for themselves to finally find the answer.

I don't know how long it took, but the mine finally came to an end.

The explosion-proof lights here are still dim, and in the dimness, there is a door on the stone wall of the mine on one side.

This door is very different, and there is something special about it.

But it's neither tall nor tall. Nor spacious, neither transparent nor thick as a wall.

It's just that this door seems to be engraved with words.

Now, the three of them are standing in front of this door.

"Is there a word on this door?" The fat man looked up at the door and couldn't help but exclaim.

The door was still closed, so they could read the words on the panel.

Xia Qing slowly approached the door, and then gently stroked it on the door panel with her hand.

"It's really all words. It's just that I've never seen such words......" her voice. He seemed to tremble a little with excitement, and said, "You see, these words are probably triangular in shape, and they vary in size and side length, just like random triangles, but they are obvious. The triangles are arranged in a certain order, and if you look closely, there seem to be some complicated lines in these triangles......"

Xia Qing seemed to be talking to herself, superb and fat. It's not on the weird text at all.

The fat man approached the other side of the door, and when he looked at it, he stretched out his hand and touched it on the panel, and with some force he tried to push the door, but to his disappointment, the door looked thin but untouched.

"What kind of door is this? Why did the Su couple come out with such a door? As he spoke, the fat man began to push with both hands.

But the door still didn't move.

Gao Chao had also come to the door, but he was standing in the middle of the door.

In front of him, there were also a lot of words on the door, although he was not as fascinated by it as Xia Qing, but when he looked at it, he found that in the middle of these triangular words, there was a not-so-conspicuous symbol, which made him feel a little surprised.

"Come and see, is this symbol a little familiar?"

Gao Chao called the fat man and Xia Qing to his side.

This symbol is indeed very familiar, and the fat man recognizes it at a glance.

"Isn't that the symbol on that map?" He was afraid that Gao Chao and Xia Qing didn't understand, so he added: "Do you remember, that map is the map that Wang Lianba analyzed with a bronze drum, and the symbol on it, isn't there this symbol?" ”

Of course, Gao Chao and Xia Qing remembered that they just hadn't spoken yet.

Gao Chao looked at Xia Qing and said: "This symbol represents the Nine Heavens Xuanniao, it is the totem of the Shang people, how could it appear here, and it was carved on this door, is it ......?"

Gao Chao raised his head again and looked at the strange door in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that this door was not made by the Soviets?" ”

Like the fat man, he initially thought that this gate must have been set up here by the Soviets.

Xia Qing's eyes had been lit up again, she had been staring at that symbol, it was a pattern of a Xuanniao, this symbol she was very familiar with, in fact, she had seen this symbol earlier than Gao Chao and the fat man, and even earlier than Wang Lianba.

Faced with Gao Chao's question, she finally nodded and said, "This door must not have been made by the Soviets, it was made by the Shang people." ”

"Shang people?" The fat man's eyes widened on the side and said, "How is this possible?" Haven't the last Shang people been slaughtered in the ancient city of Yinshan? How could they possibly make such a door here? ”

Gao Chao was also thinking about the same question, but he felt that it was mad to be able to see some things in the ancient city of Yinshan here, and he was not in the mood to study what kind of connection there was between the two places.

So he sighed and said, "Even if this door is made by the Shang people, but this is just a door, I think what is behind this door is what we should pay attention to." ”

The fat man looked at Gao Chao in confusion and said, "Why?" ”

(To be continued.) )