July slowly exhaled a breath of orchid breath, his calm face showed an elegant charm, and his eyes looked at the black-robed man with interest.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke: "On the seventh day of the seventh month, the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispered in the middle of the night. ”

The voice is tactful and melodious, like water and song, which makes people feel like a dream.

The black-robed man listened to Qiyue's sentences, chewed on the words, his eyes lit up, and he said hoarsely: "The Palace of Eternal Life?" Your name is July? ”

A thunderclap exploded in the man's heart, he had heard of this name, a hidden big man in Miaojiang, southern Yunnan.

No wonder, how can a girl who can play seven rhythms and nine strings be an ordinary person, the only strange woman in the Miaojiang Wu clan who is praised by everyone.

broke July's name, but July was not surprised at all, and a little smile counted as an answer.

Ning Yun's face froze, and he said, "How can you be so sure that you can break my girl's name in one word?" ”

The black-robed man faced July and said: "Seven laws and nine strings are repertoire that exist in ancient mythology, and it is unknown whether the skill fingering score exists, I didn't expect the old man to listen to the girl play a song in his lifetime, it is indeed no regret in this life, even if he finds the ancient city buried in the sand, it is just that." ”

He thought to himself, maybe life and death are unknown after entering the ancient city of Shaburi, even if he finds nothing in the end, he will not regret hearing the nine strings. But the people of Miao Jiang still don't provoke.

July said humbly: "The old man has won the prize, and the time should be almost up." As he spoke, he looked at the relief on the wall, waiting for it to change.

In fact, Qiyue has never had any substantive understanding of the legend of the ancient city buried in the sand, and the structure of entering the Famen.

The black-robed man was stunned, the surprisingly calm and judgment of the woman in front of him made him suspicious, the wall "empty fox" enshrined relief was the key to the entrance of the sand-buried ancient city, but she easily said a word.

Even if I studied it in the side hall for a long time before I discovered the secret of the relief, is this the innate keen spiritual sense of the witch woman? She must have sensed something, the black-robed man thought to himself.

July had already come to the relief wall, and if I looked closely, the relief image on the wall had changed slightly.

A faint layer of smoke looms over the wall, and the lifelike relief is expressive, and the waitress holding the bottle is holding the wine jug and pouring the syrup.

The spout used to face down to the right, but now the spout is vertically upward.

Ning Yun's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to discover the vision, and he exclaimed in surprise, and immediately took a few steps back: "Girl, there is ...... There are ghosts! ”

It's no wonder that she made a fuss, but the atmosphere at the scene was too weird, and the faint mist aggravated the gloom of the tomb.

The black-robed man looked at Qiyue, saw that her lips were tightly closed and calm, and he said: "The superb skill of the superlative overlapping light and shadow of the ancient Loulan, you have heard of the shadow celadon, the history of the shadow celadon is about to be traced back to the Hutian kiln in Jingdezhen in the Song Dynasty. This kind of porcelain is called the fake jade in porcelain, its glaze color presents the azure color of the first sunny day after the rain, the hand is warm, the light shines like a jade-like texture, and the shadow reveals the carved patterns on the porcelain fetus, which is very poetic and picturesque. ”

July Ning asked in a voice, "Shadow celadon?" ”

The black-robed man of unknown origin seemed to have a very deep understanding of the history of antiquities, and he nodded slightly to confirm his statement again.

Ning Yun was not angry, but was curious about this peculiar process: "But this is obviously a wall?" ”

The black-robed man said: "The record of the shadow celadon craft originates from the Song Dynasty, but the history of this technique on the surface of Loulan's craft may be even older, this is a shadow celadon wall, only under the right conditions, the wall will show a different image like the shadow celadon." The patterns carved on the shadow celadon ware produced in the Koda kiln only appear when boiling water is injected. But now it seems that the shadow celadon craft of the Song Dynasty was only learned from the skin. ”

The porcelain wall that appeared in front of the three of them used more advanced construction technology, and even the black-robed man couldn't understand what caused the change of the wall relief, the image of the shadow celadon carving was a static scene, but the image of this wall was alive.

Then more bizarre phenomena gradually appeared, first the walls were lightly printed with dense fuzzy Chinese characters, and after a few minutes, the font became clearer and clearer.

It is the "Hab calendar" that was previously observed under a magnifying glass.

July was surprised: "It turns out that this is the case, the role of these calendars is reflected here, tens of thousands of words of the calendar records the space of the sun tomb, the most difficult part is the interpretation of the Habu calendar, different calendar records mean different spaces." ”

Ning Yun stared at him and said, "Girl, what do you mean, why do I feel that my brain is not enough, and I don't understand it at all?" ”

The black-robed man was surprised, looked at July with an inexplicable expression, and thought: It is not a simple matter for normal people to interpret the role of the Habu calendar in the Sun Tomb, and it only took a short time for her to guess the relationship between the Habu calendar and the spatial level.

"The function of the Hab calendar is to selectively enter the space of the Sun Tomb, where there are actually nine floors of space, we are on the third floor, and the remaining six floors extend into another peculiar space," he said. The understanding of space by modern human technology is still at a superficial level, and the existence of the six layers below is beyond our comprehension, and we can call them sand-buried ancient cities. ”

The hoarse voice made the mysterious place even more eerie.

July agreed: "It is indeed so, we do not know anything about the structure of the ancient city buried in the sand, the correspondence of the Habu calendar is a correspondence between time and space, and if we do not grasp the secrets hidden in it, the space we go to may not be the place we want to stay." ”

The clear Habu calendar text on the wall flickered with a halo, and the upright ancient text contained an unfinished relationship between time and space, which overwhelmed those facing Han Li, but it did not leave much time for July to think.

The black-robed man coughed and said, "I don't know, the Habu calendar has only been interpreted literally so far, and the meaning of time it represents, but no one has ever been so crazy about connecting them with the corresponding laws of space." ”

What is the relationship between an ancient city and time?

July didn't see the slightest panic, only said: "The previous sacrifice is just to open the time channel of the Habu calendar, each opening has a time limit, we don't have time to think too much, no matter where we go, it's fate, our Wu clan believes in going with the flow, you see?" ”

She still wore the sacred sacrificial costume and walked back to the guqin, sat down cross-legged and generous, held her breath and meditated, and put her slender ten fingers on the strings.

The Hab, along with the Drowkin calendar, as well as the solar calendar, are part of the Mayan calendar.

Each calendar has its own special purpose, and in the Mayan culture, the only one associated with witchcraft is the Dzorkin calendar.

The Dzolkin calendar consists of 260 separate days in a cycle of 20 days and 13 days, which is used to determine the time of religious and ritual events, as well as for divination.

In the Mayan culture, the Maya believed that each drowgin day had a symbol of what it influenced, and the Mayan date keepers became shamans who interpreted the dzolkin calendar to predict the future.

Like the Hab, the exact origin of the Drowkin calendar remains a mystery.

The Hab calendar is the most mysterious of the Mayan calendars, and there are very few texts that can be studied about the historical interpretation of the Hab calendar.

Nothing is more terrifying than the nameless day of the last five days of the Hab.

The black-robed man thought to himself that he could not interpret the Hab calendar alone, but should link the other two calendars to correctly understand the meaning of the Hab calendar.

The enigmatic calendar has puzzled many researchers of Mayan culture, and it is impossible to decipher it overnight.

In the unlikely event that July's modus operandi goes wrong or fails, the consequences are unpredictable.

The black-robed man had no better way, and he was slightly worried.

The image in front of him was extremely clear, Han Li was not a complicated and difficult font, he saw the eighteen months recorded in the Habu calendar on the relief, and the moonlight of each month had a corresponding Chinese interpretation.

He saw one of the names of the month, Autumn Ripe. And in another place I found a record of the rainy season months.

The text in the middle seems to be incomprehensible and difficult to read from the literal point of view.

Then his gaze moved on to the next sentence, the nineteenth month, the nameless day.

His scalp is numb, how can he have nineteen months? Do the five nameless days alone constitute the nineteenth month? How is this possible.

It was the most dangerous day recorded in the Mayan culture, so it was specially stripped out because the Habu calendar that was found to be incomplete or modified by the Mayans.

In short, the more he looks at this kind of calendar now, the more evil it becomes.

"Palace~~" A note rose into the air, and the erratic rhythm instantly broke the tranquility of the hall, meandering, and graceful.

Turning to the top of the tomb, it drifted downward, and suddenly it was high-pitched and rapid, and the aftermath was lingering.

The familiar sound of the nine-stringed piano, you don't need to look at the black-robed man to know that July is stroking the piano in front of the piano case.

The sound of the nine strings is soft and ethereal, and it wants to be retracted, but when it turns, it suddenly becomes sonorous and powerful, and the tone is frustrated.

The sound of heaven penetrates into every pore and flows into the depths of the heart of the listener.

He wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words again when he heard the sound of the piano.

Any mention is meaningless, the Habu calendar cannot be deciphered in a short time, and the sand-buried ancient city will be a tower-level building?

There are still six floors left in the Sun Tomb, will the construction layout of the ancient city be a one-story building?

If it is a pit structure, it breaks the architectural pattern of any dynasty throughout the ages, and it is definitely an original and unprecedented feat.

Curling green smoke, long ancient sound, the black-robed man gradually revealed his intoxication.