"What can fly?" I was a little confused and walked back to look at the mural.

On the mural, King Su Shen squatted on top of the dragon chariot, and thirteen five-party divine birds were lined up in a herringbone shape, dragging the dragon chariot to soar into the blue sky, inspecting the team of monks below.

"That's, isn't it? Divine birds pulling people to cruise through the sky? This is simply a god in the sky. "Qian Nose looks at this mural and feels like reading a mythological novel.

Wei lame man's face was solemn: "People can train dogs to pull and pry, and train horse-drawn carts." Naturally, we can also train birds, the reason why we feel outrageous is that we just feel that the weight of people is heavy, plus a chariot, not to mention how heavy its weight is. It's just that you haven't thought about how much strength this giant bird with an upright body and a height of one person has to have? ”

When I heard Wei Cripple say this, I immediately remembered a true story I had heard before, the eagle on the grassland can grab a little lamb and fly away directly!

We've seen this thing in the crystal seal stone inside a layer of beams, and it's not a little bit bigger than an eagle. If you spread your wings, you have to be at least three meters in size. This is not guaranteed to be the largest size, because the five-sided divine bird depicted on the mural, if you look at it according to the proportions, the wingspan distance must be at least seven meters!

This wingspan distance is not an exaggeration, because there are such large birds in the world today! Albatross, an adult can reach a length of more than one meter, and its wings are spread out more than four meters. Who can be sure that there was no such bird in the primeval forest 2,500 years ago?

"Narrative murals, even if the content recorded is exaggerated, will not exceed a certain historical fact! This King of Prudence may really have such a trick for training birds, and he can control the giant bird to cruise the blue sky. When Wei Cripple said this, he deliberately nodded to the ground with the leg that grew out of the back.

Qian and I glanced at each other, but didn't say anything. People are like this, as long as they don't see it with their own eyes, they will always not believe something beyond their own knowledge.

It's like people 500 years ago wouldn't have believed that in the future we would sit in front of an artifact like a computer with an electric light on.

But the unwillingness to believe and the unwillingness to return to the unwillingness did not stop us from continuing to look at the mural below.

I can't help but wonder a little, since Su Shen may have refined the elixir of immortality 2,500 years ago, did the Qin Dynasty at that time also refine it successfully?

It's just that this elixir of immortality, after being successfully refined, was eaten by someone, which caused His Majesty the First Emperor to be furious, killing countless monks at once, and implicating Confucianism.

And the real monks who learned of this secret recipe fled incognito to the ancient country of Sushen?

All this speculation flashed through my head, and I couldn't help but laugh at myself, for I had so much to think about with just a few murals......

When the mural arrived, it was covered with mold again, and the contents were once again submerged.

Qian Nose was a little annoyed: "Damn, when it comes to the critical time, it will be gone." Grandma's, these murals can't have been deliberately vandalized, right? ”

I glanced at Wei Cripple, and suddenly felt that what Qian Nose said seemed to be very right, and the Yongdao before Dihu seemed to be the same. As soon as the mural reaches a critical place, it disappears immediately.

This really doesn't make sense, it stands to reason that the structure of this tomb is so precise, and all the frescoes are extremely well preserved, how can there be such a mold spot all of a sudden?

Could it be that someone deliberately hid the truth of the matter to destroy the mural? And who is the one who does this? What good is it for him to do so?

How could Xia Jiujiu, Wei Cripple, and even Xu Wenbin gather here?

Is it really so coincidental that a secret rubbing book fell into the hands of these people at the same time?

I found this secret to be so complicated that whenever I felt close to the truth, questions that I hadn't thought of before would pop up.

"Did you find anything?" Wei Cripple suddenly seemed to remember something and said.

"You found out too? I just said that I felt that there was no wind in this stone gate, and I thought it was my delusion? Qian Nose shouted.

"That's not what I'm talking about, huh? yes, damn it, why is there no fucking wind in this tomb? Wei Cripple was also taken aback, and came back to his senses.

All of us changed all of a sudden, and I couldn't help but shudder, "Could it be the tap wind?" ”

"What kind of tap wind, I don't think it's a ghost panting, right?" Qian Nose seems to be extremely taboo, and he is a little timid.

In fact, what he told me is the same thing, whether it is the wind or the ghost panting, it mostly happens in cemeteries or places where people have died, and most of these places are confined spaces, and there is no warning to produce a yin wind, which is very evil.

The people of the lower earth are very taboo about this evil wind, and superstitiously believe that this kind of yin wind is the soul of the tomb owner walking in the tomb, which can pass through the human body and hook away the soul. Among them, there is even a major sect that has set up a rule called "people light candles, ghosts blow out lamps", which means that when entering the ancient tomb, a candle can only be opened in the southeast corner, and if the candle is extinguished, it must be quickly withdrawn, and nothing can be taken.

Although the other people who go down to the earth do not light candles, if they encounter a ghost panting, they will usually curse their bad luck, put down their things, and leave the tomb with a bang.

After all, no matter how good the thing is, it must have a life to enjoy, if even the life is gone, no matter how good the baby is, it is just an event decoration.

However, Wei Cripple didn't think so, and said indifferently: "Hmph, what can you do even if it's a ghost panting?" We are now under the curse of licking our heads, and we are dead both horizontally and vertically, so we don't need to pay attention to it and move on. ”

We thought it was right, so we quickened our pace and hurried towards the direction of the main tomb.

After walking for a while, the front suddenly became open. A large area of underground forest suddenly appeared in front of us.

I was a little incredulous, there was no sunshine, no rain and dew, how did these underground forests in the belly of the mountains form? In the depths of this dark burial chamber, there is a spectacular forest.

If I hadn't seen the underground forest of Changbai Mountain and the underground forest of Jingpo Lake, I would not have believed that this was true at all.

"Why is it so stinky, Lao Wei, have you eaten a bad stomach? Farts don't say a word to us. Qian Nose's sense of smell is the most sensitive, and as soon as he stepped into the forest, he covered his nose and shouted.

After he said this, I also smelled a foul smell, and before I could speak, Wei Cripple, who was walking in the front, slipped under his feet, and then a soft and greasy strange feeling came from my feet, and a disgusting feeling suddenly came to my heart.

As soon as we took a flashlight, Qian Nose immediately exaggerated and shouted: "Damn!" How can this place have such a thick layer of......"

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