In order to see the pattern on the mural clearly, Uncle Seven held a wolf's tooth flashlight, and by the light of the wolf's tooth flashlight, Uncle Seven quickly discovered the content on the pattern. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is an ancient painting, the pattern on the painting is sketched with a colored pen, the pattern is depicted in the tragic scene of the ancient starving people, there are children, there are old people, there are soldiers, and to everyone's surprise, on these patterns, there are pregnant women.

Uncle Seven has always wondered why these murals are painted on them, even if Uncle Seven has gone down to other ancient tombs to steal treasures, and the murals have also been encountered in ancient tombs, but the content of these murals in front of him, Uncle Seven can't understand the secret after death, and he doesn't know if he thinks about his head.

The black-bearded old man was only interested in gold and silver treasures, and he had always ignored other things that had nothing to do with gold and silver treasures, but when he saw Uncle Seven looking at the murals on the stone cave, he asked Uncle Seven with some confusion, "Uncle Seven, I see that you have been looking at these murals for a long time, could it be that there is something wrong with these murals?" You have always only been interested in the gold and silver treasures in the ancient tombs, but now it seems that you still know how to appreciate the murals, what do you say these murals are, are they antiques, are they worth anything? ”

The seventh uncle saw the black-bearded old man ask him, so he nodded, looked at the murals in front of him, and said with a smile, "These murals are indeed ancient things, from its production process, as well as the painting techniques, I am sure that this should be something from the Western Zhou Dynasty, at least thousands of years from now, as for whether it is worth it, I am not sure, but the murals can be kept for thousands of years, and maybe they can be sold for a good price." ”

"Since it's valuable, we might as well tear these murals off and put them in a backpack and take them out of the tomb." The black-bearded old man laughed, and he was busy trying to do it.

Seeing this, Uncle Seven quickly grabbed Hei Xu's hand and stopped, "Don't worry, we haven't figured out the content of the mural in front of us yet, don't start first, in case these murals are not valuable, it won't be worth a few dollars if you take them out, even if the mural is an ancient antique, we are all lost in the ancient tomb now, even if we want to take these murals out, it is impossible, besides, these murals in front of us look terrifying, even if they are sold to those antique dealers, they dare not accept this kind of thing." ”

Listening to Uncle Seven, everyone quickly looked towards the murals, these murals from the production process, and techniques, is indeed a genuine antique in ancient times, but these murals are very large, two meters long, at least one meter wide, not to mention the large volume of the murals, and then there is the content of the murals is too terrifying, everywhere is painted is a tragic picture of starving people, like this mural sold to antique dealers, people think you are a psychopath, what murals are not good to sell, but you want to sell this kind of thing, This is a fool in the treasure hunt.

I don't know when these murals are, what is the reason why these murals are hanging in the stone cave, and what is the connection between the dark grid that appears behind the mural, and the bones of those children in the dark grid, why these things appear in this stone cave, with these questions, I asked Uncle Seven, "Uncle Seven, do you think this stone cave is very strange, this stone cave is so big, logically speaking, this stone cave is hidden under the ancient tomb, there will be gold and silver treasures, maybe a few dead people's coffins, But unexpectedly, there was nothing in this cave, not even the coffins of the dead, only a few murals on the cave, as well as the hidden compartments behind the murals and the bones of some children, these are too strange! ”

Uncle Seven hesitated for a while about what I said, and when I finished speaking, everyone looked at Uncle Seven with great curiosity, hoping that Uncle Seven could explain the secret.

Uncle Seven is a master of treasure theft, stealing treasures for decades, the ancient tombs that have been stolen are piled up, and there are naturally many strange things in the ancient tombs, seeing that all of us are looking at him, I know that I have a little experience in stealing treasures, so I don't want to show my lack of ability in front of us, so I have to look at all of us with a calm face, and said with a smile, "Regarding the murals that appear in this stone cave and the bones of the children hidden behind the murals, according to my judgment, this stone cave should be a part of this ancient tomb, From my research on these murals, I can see the story in these murals, these murals should tell the history of ancient times, the Western Zhou Dynasty was a feudal dynasty in ancient times, the rule of the slave society was popular, with the rise of a country, when a country is backward, and poverty, deducing the longing for life, you all know that the Western Zhou Dynasty has many powerful countries, including some small local countries, in order to be dominant, some rely on their own power to fight the country, and then launch an army, Fight some small local countries in order to occupy their territory. At the beginning of the war, the flames of war for several months or years were filled with smoke. With the outbreak of war, people were displaced and suffering for many days. In order to survive, fleeing wars, killings, wars, and hunger plague hungry people everywhere. The content of these murals may record the scene of the war in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the people who couldn't stand the hunger could not find food and starved to death in the war. ”

"Alas, it's really pitiful, I can't imagine that people living in feudal social dynasties would have to endure the pain caused by the war, and be displaced by the war, and the end result would be starved to death." After hearing Uncle Seven's explanation, the black-bearded old man stood aside, couldn't help but wipe a handful of tears that were almost sympathetic, shook his head, and said helplessly.

I patted Blackbeard's shoulder next to me and sneered, "Blackbeard old man, fortunately you were not born in an ancient social dynasty, otherwise a person like you who is greedy for life and afraid of death will end up being beheaded by others, not that I said you, those murals depict the tragic situation of people who starved to death in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and you are not a person of that era, why sympathize with them?" I don't know how many years I've been dead. ”

The black-bearded old man smiled at me, "Brother Bazai is right, I shouldn't sympathize with them, at least I'm not a person from that era, they starved to death, it's none of my business, now is an era of world peace, it has long been different from ancient times, there is no emperor Lao'er, there is no slave society, living in this era of peace, eating and drinking spicy food, no longer have to suffer from the smoke of war, let alone endure the end of starvation without food." ”

As I was talking to the black-bearded old man, I heard a loud rumbling sound behind me.

The white-bearded old man pointed to the iron gate behind him and shouted loudly, "Oh, no! The drunks are catching up again. ”

According to the direction pointed by the white-bearded old man, everyone heard the sound and looked, and it was really just as the white-bearded old man said, those drunken ghosts who were chasing us wanted to rush into the iron gate, and outside the iron gate, a large group of drunken ghosts swayed and kept hitting the iron gate with their bodies, looking at us with hideous faces.

The old man with the black beard stood in front of the mural in the stone cave, terrified, and the seventh uncle patted the old man with the black beard on the shoulder and smiled, "Old man with the black beard, don't be afraid, the iron gate has been closed by us, and those drunks can't come in." ”

The black-bearded old man said in horror, "Uncle Seven, the iron door has been rusted, and after so many years, it has long been a rotten ghost, I am afraid that those drunken ghosts may crash through the iron door, and there is no exit in this stone cave, once those drunken ghosts rush in, we will have to hang our lives on the rope." ”

Uncle Seven thought about it, and felt that what the old man with black beard said made some sense, so he hurriedly ordered everyone to find an exit in this stone cave, in order to prevent accidents, Uncle Seven sent me to guard next to the iron gate with the iron rod, if the iron door was knocked open by a drunken ghost, we could also make corresponding protective measures.

After listening to Uncle Seven's instructions, I hurriedly took the iron rod and a shovel to guard the iron gate.

Although the iron door in front of him was very rotten, it blocked the drunken ghosts who were walking behind the thief cave. The drunken ghost couldn't enter the stone cave, screaming outside the iron gate, his mouth was unusually wide, and the long teeth in his mouth were more than ten centimeters long, so frightened that I stood in front of the iron door with the iron rod in a cold sweat, and my toes were broken and trembling.

Ironcore was angry because one of his arms was torn off by the drunken ghosts, and if there was no iron door in the stone cave, he might have rushed out a long time ago, wanting to make a life-and-death duel with those drunken ghosts.

Iron rod stood on the left side of the iron gate, I stood on the right, holding the shovel in my hand, looking at the iron rod with an angry face, so I comforted him, "Iron, don't be impulsive first, those drunken ghosts can't be killed, let's just guard here, don't let those drunken ghosts rush into the iron gate." ”

After hearing my words, the iron rod looked at the drunken ghosts outside the iron gate, broke a mouthful of spit on the ground, and scolded his grandmother, "These dogs are scraps, and one of Lao Tzu's arms is wasted, and it is not too late for a hero to take revenge for ten years, if there is a chance, I really want to kill them." ”

After I stood guard at the iron gate with the iron rod for ten minutes, the drunken ghost outside the iron gate began to violently hit the iron gate with its body, and the iron gate rattled and screamed for a long time, and it was already crumbling, and it was very likely to face the danger of falling.

I screamed when I saw it, and hurriedly called the iron rod to use my body against the iron door, and at the same time turned my head and shouted at Uncle Seven, "Uncle Seven, have you found a way out, we can't hold on anymore." ”

Uncle Seven's voice came out from the stone cave far away, "Bazaizi, you and the iron rod must hold on, don't let those drunken ghosts rush into the iron gate, once the drunk ghosts rush into the iron gate, we all have to finish playing!" (To be continued.) )