With the oil lamps hanging on the walls on both sides, Yang An's journey was much smoother.

However, Yang An didn't dare to be careless, he looked at the patterns on the ground as he walked.

The patterns carved on it are also extremely bizarre, including birds, insects, fish, beasts, sorcerers and priests. One of the animals was named Bi Fang, which Yang An had seen earlier at the sacrificial meeting in Shangbao Village.

Bi Fang appeared in this tomb many times, whether it was the stone paintings on the ground or the murals on both sides of the wall, Bi Fang's shadow could be seen everywhere.

Yang An was not surprised, after all, Bi Fang was the guardian bird of Shangbao Village, and this ancient tomb had always been the object of Shangbao Village's protection, and it was not surprising that the stone paintings and murals inside were Bi Fang's shadow.

He vaguely felt that this ancient tomb had a great relationship with their ancestors in Shangbao Village.

As he walked, Yang An remembered that he had heard his father say when he was a child that the ancestors of the Yang family were descendants of a god of war in ancient times, and he had eighty-one brothers, all of whom were good at fighting. The ancestors of their Yang family, with their courage and fearlessness, conquered almost the entire Shenzhou Continent, but they mistakenly fell for the treacherous tricks of the Central Plains people in a war with more battles and fewer battles, and returned with a miserable defeat.

After the defeat, the ancestors of the Yang family died dead and wounded. They were also driven back to the deep mountains and old forests in the south by the Central Plains people, and lived a life without fighting with the world.

During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, their clan rose to prominence and founded the ancient kingdom of Shangbao, but was later wiped out by the powerful Song army. After the death of the country, the Shangbao ancient country returned to the deep mountains and old forests, and no longer asked about the world.

"Could it be that the ancestors of our clan are buried here?" Yang An couldn't help but think that if it was really the ancestor of the Yang family, his rash intrusion must be a blasphemy against his ancestors. He couldn't go around the tomb so recklessly, he had to find Princess Lingyun and Wu Eighteen as soon as possible, and then take them out of this tomb.

The structure of this ancient tomb was like a labyrinth, and he couldn't help but wind the road and encompass the whole heaven and earth.

Walking inside the tomb, one can see not only the brilliant sky (man-made) but also the mountains, flowing waters, and steep cliffs (also man-made. At one point, he almost forgot that he was walking underground.

If it weren't for what happened next, he would have almost forgotten that he was still in the tomb.

Yang An walked and walked around a few times before coming to a narrow burial chamber, which contained nothing but a sarcophagus. The emptiness made Yang An uncomfortable.

Yang Anbei was curious, and he didn't continue to walk, walking around the tomb.

He found that there were many frescoes carved in the tomb, which from right to left seemed to tell a story.

The mural features a woman with a crown, holding a cane in her hand and standing on top of it. And under the high platform, there are crowds of people worshipping her.

Yang An knew that this woman was the high priest of the Yang clan, the patriarch of the Yang clan, and the village chief of Shangbao Village.

He took a closer look at the face of the woman on the mural, and thought of it with Yang Fei'er, the current head of Shangbao Village, to a bit like him.

"Could it be that the woman on this mural is Fei'er's ancestor?" Yang An said to himself, "Compared with Fei'er, it's really a bit similar." Hey. ”

He continued to walk from left to right and noticed a line written in the lower left corner of the first painting.

Yang An can understand that this is the text of the ancient kingdom of Shangbao.

It reads: In the fifth month of the third year of the heavenly calendar, fire fell from the sky, and all the people were destroyed, so the high priest was asked to pray to the heavens to seek the reason.

Yang An looked to the left, and the second mural showed a huge bird flying in the sky, and a handsome man sitting on the bird's back. The man's gaze looked at the prayerful nations below. And on the high platform in front of the nations praying in heaven, the woman wearing the crown looked up at the man above the big bird, and she smiled.

A few words are engraved in the lower left corner of this mural, which probably read: Heaven moved, send the gods to the earth, and save the common people.

Yang An continued to look to the left, and on the third mural, a handsome man was carved in the mortal world to govern the heavenly tribulation and get along with the people, while the woman with a crown on her head was standing next to the handsome man and was very happy.

A few words are still engraved in the lower left corner of this mural: The heavenly calamity is solved, but the gods of heaven touch the hearts of mortals, and they fall in love with the high priest and have no intention of going to heaven to restore their lives.

Yang An sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the love and love in the world are so tempting, and they can even make the gods of the mortal world only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals." ”

He said and continued to read to the left, which was already the last one.

The inscription on the fresco means that someone died, and then the people built a mausoleum, and there was no shadow of the high priest and the gods on the fresco, only a baby waiting to be fed under the crowd of people.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang An was puzzled and said, "Could it be that it angered the gods?" The High Priest and the mortal gods were damned? How come I've never heard of it?"

Yang An looked at the lower left corner of the mural, and there was only one word written underneath: Mantra!

The mantra consisted of two words and a few words, and this simple mantra made Yang Anbei feel uneasy, and he did not dare to stay in the tomb for a moment, and walked along the small low door on the left side of the tomb.

He had just taken a small step when the coffin in the burial chamber suddenly jumped to his feet.

"What's going on?" Yang An was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, he turned his head to look at the coffin, dumbfounded.

Plop on the ordinary-

The frequency of the sarcophagus swaying became more and more frequent, and Yang An became more and more uneasy.

He knew that if he didn't leave now, he would face even more trouble than the ghost spider before.

But curiosity drove Yang An, and he really wanted to see what was inside this coffin.

So, he still stopped and looked at the coffin.

Plop Plop Plop –

Plop Plop Plop –

Yang An became more and more uneasy, he heard his father say when he was a child, the most taboo thing in the tomb is to disturb the spirit of the deceased, could it be that this time it is the deceased who is sleeping in the coffin?

Yang An immediately knelt down, and he kowtowed to the coffin.

One, two, three, four When Yang An kowtowed to forty-nine, the coffin, which was originally jumping non-stop, immediately stopped and remained motionless.

Yang An was even more puzzled, he stood up and walked to the coffin.

When I got closer, I found that the outer wall of the coffin was also carved with a lot of murals, and there were a lot of messy words written on it.

Yang An recognized these words, and the content written on them was roughly: the spirit position of the deceased Yang Ling'er.

Yang Ling'er?

Yang An seemed to remember the name, she was Yang Fei'er's sister, and she was eighteen years older than Yang Fei'er. When Yang Fei'er was ten years old, that is, when Yang Ling'er was twenty-eight years old, Yang Ling'er died unexpectedly, and the reason was unknown.

The mural of the coffin is also engraved with the life of Yang Ling'er, who originally inherited the position of high priest, but because of her early death, the high priest was inherited by Yang Fei'er.

Yang An sighed after seeing it, he didn't expect that there was such a story behind it in Shangbao Village.

He seemed to understand a lot, took two steps back, bowed to the coffin, and said, "Excuse me." He walked through the small door and walked inside.