The situation was worse than He Zi'an expected, with an area of 200 square meters of caves, and the ground was crowded with dense purple snakes.

The walls were covered with holes and cocoons, and the same snakes were crawling.

At this time, his flashlight focused on the ground two meters in front of him.

Under the light, it was a snake with purple-black scales all over its body, less than fifty centimeters long and a little finger thick.

The name of the purple snake comes from this kind of snake king who has grown to the highest level.

And 'Ziyun' is a very ancient poison, paralyzing nerves is the foundation, only a few micrograms, even the size of an elephant will fall down in ten minutes, and then the blood in the whole body will turn thick purple-black, and the blood vessels will expand and explode.

However, the growth conditions of the Ziyun Snake King are harsh, and it is basically difficult to see, even the ancient books in the antique circle are only mentioned, which leads people to suspect that the seniors are joking.

At this moment, the Purple Snake King circled in place.

Hundreds of purple snakes around followed the ground, like people going crazy in a nightclub for a while, and then the sound of 'rustling' filled the entire cave.

He Zi'an swallowed his saliva, and said with a dry smile: "Dear Snake King, let's make a deal." ”

If there is an outsider, he must laugh at him and talk crazy nonsense, but in fact, all things are spirited and never false, and the Purple Snake King has a certain amount of wisdom.

In addition, He Zi'an speaks a very old local language in Jianzhou that has no connection with the Han dialect.

You must know that when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty conquered Baiyue in the south, the local Minyue people in Jianzhou were able to train snakes.

No, after He Zi'an finished speaking, the Ziyun Snake King stopped circling in circles, and the younger brothers also stopped.

The Purple Snake King swam to a little brother and coiled it up, lifted it up by the younger brother, his eyes were parallel to He Zi'an, and the snake hyacinth in his mouth was stretched.

"Wait a minute." He Zi'an said again in dialect.

The Purple Snake King showed no signs of attacking, so he dared to boldly reach out to the mouth, open the container and shake out a white worm egg, and then stretched out his palm.

Hiss~

Hundreds of snakes spat out snake letters, warning He Zi'an not to move.

The Purple Snake King, which was coiled on the body of the little brother, suddenly flew up and landed accurately on He Zi'an's palm.

Even with the rich experience of going to the grave in the wild in his previous life, He Zi'an was still terrified at the moment, his weight was less than one hundred and fifty catties, and he couldn't bear even a microgram of purple poison.

Dear Your Majesty, you can calm down~

He prayed in his heart.

At this moment, the Purple Snake King, which was fifty centimeters long and less than the thickness of his little finger, coiled up in the palm of his hand, and the snake's head spit out snake letters towards the white worm eggs the size of his thumb.

A second or an hour, in short, He Zi'an's mouth was dry, his lips were dry, and his scalp was about to fly, and the Ziyun Snake King bit the white worm egg and swallowed it.

He thought the deal was done, but the Snake King stretched out and swam to his left forearm.

This is a fierce beast that easily poisons an elephant, and He Zi'an has no heart to ignore it.

He lowered his head in a tone that was almost about to cry, and said, "Dear Snake King, I have dedicated everything to you, please ...... I'm your mobile castle, stay as long as you like. ”

The Purple Snake King didn't know if he could really understand the local dialect, anyway, when He Zi'an spoke, the Purple Snake King rolled up his wrist and tightened his body, so he could only change his words halfway.

At the same time, the purple snakes all over the ground retreated one after another, and they couldn't see any of the entire space in the blink of an eye.

A crisis has finally been resolved.

At this point, He Zi'an quickly adjusted his mentality, walked to a cocoon after asking the Ziyun Snake King for instructions, and stretched out his hand to pat off the dust.

Of course, he didn't dare to move the hand that was entangled by the snake king, but just bit the flashlight with his mouth and left his hand free.

The dust was very thick, and for a while there was dust around him, and he waved it vigorously with his hand, so as not to make the snake king unhappy, and injected poison into his arm.

When the dust cleared, he took a flashlight to shine it.

The cocoon was made of linen, it was too old to break at the slightest touch, and the place he knocked off belonged to the upper part, and in the absence of more information, he used the tail of the flashlight to crack the linen.

There were dozens of layers of sackcloth, and when it was cracked, it would raise ash, and he quickly moved the snake king's coiled left hand behind him.

When the dust cleared, he checked it with the light of a flashlight.

It was a human corpse, unsurprisingly, but it was not bones, but a dry, dehydrated corpse.

From her facial features, she can be seen to be a woman, and she is not like the local people of Minhai today, with a three-dimensional nose and large and deep eye sockets, and thick lips, which is very similar to the Austronesian people who are now distributed in the major islands of the Pacific Ocean.

Now some people in archaeology speculate that the ancestors of the people of the major islands in the Pacific Ocean went out in canoes from the southeastern coastal provinces of China 10,000 years ago, but the lack of evidence can only be a hypothesis.

"It seems to be true, and this place is at least five or six thousand years old, but these linen cloths are only in the late Eastern Han Dynasty at the earliest... Could it be the handiwork of the immortals? ”

He Zi'an has a bold speculation that more than 1,500 years ago, Zhang Zhou, an immortal in the Min Realm, chose a cemetery for his father, and he deliberately investigated it, looking for a small number of Baiyue people to gather at the gathering point, so as to avoid the eyes and ears of the Han people, and try to keep the funeral goods from spreading.

The immortal must have used mythology to make people at that time believe that buried here would benefit after death, so people 'invited' their ancestors out.

The reason for this is to build a stable nest for the Purple Snake and create a mechanism that will live forever.

The source of his speculation was that the corpse was empty, with the faint sound of snakes moving.

In order to confirm his suspicion, he listened attentively, and then lost for a while.

"It's a lot of work."

As the abode of the Ziyun Snake, there will definitely be no burial goods, and he is not a real archaeologist, so this is a meaningless empty shell for him.

Then he took the flashlight and carefully scanned it to see if there was any information worth noting, and left.

The Purple Snake King was still curled up on his left forearm, his eyes closed as if he were digesting white worm eggs.

Next, he spent an hour walking through the cave passages, eventually reaching the 'earth'.

In front of me is a 'gate' more than 10 meters high, the door is picked up by a long stone one meter wide, and there are three meter-high Yingzhao stone carvings squatting on both sides.

Behind the gate is an ancient building built next to the mountain wall.

The building is made of granite in the style of a hard mountain.

The roof tiles are imitation of stone, with traces of paint on the surface, and twelve stone pillars with a height of five meters stand in the cloister in front of the gate under the eaves.

The door is engraved with the plaque of 'Taishan Emperor's Mansion', and the windows on both sides of the wall are hollow flower carvings, and the remaining position is the carving, which is the style of the Wei and Jin dynasties that pay attention to the details of the depiction.

He Zi'an first skipped the doorless room and took a flashlight to probe the carving on the wall.

Immediately, he said to himself: "It's a real antique~ dig a party out, and in 2022, you can make a three-room down payment in the capital, and the whole building will be cut and moved out, and the courtyard can be picked at will." ”

"Heh~ The so-called courtyard house in the capital is a miscellaneous courtyard where the bottom waste lives, which is just worthy of your identity of picking up rags." A taunt came from the right.

He Zi'an turned his head when he heard this, and shone it with the flashlight in his hand.