For another example, before the collapse of the country, most of the wheat fields were as long as a sea of grain, and the farmers carried pots and pulp to cultivate and work, although they were hard, they had some harvests.

In the countryside after the country was broken, there were few wheat crops in the fields, and even if there were really things, the grass was sparse with grain and grass, and there were boundless wildfires burning all over the land, and the peasants were trampled on the ground by the golden soldiers, tied their hands and feet and escorted into slaves.

There are many murals like this, which completely cover the hatred of the country and the family, the town mansions, the pastoral farmhouses, the mountains, rivers and mountains, and the customs and customs, and the stone wall is completely occupied by the contrast of the situation before and after the national break, and is naturally separated by beams and pillars, forming a mural wall that extends forward.

Most of these murals are painted with oil mixed with ore pigments, and the delicate powder is moistened and mixed with oil, painted on the stone wall polished into a frosted texture, and directly grasped on the stone wall by the frosted void, and then covered by tung oil to become particularly clear and vivid.

Due to the barrier of water flow, although there was air here for thousands of years, the circulation was not violent, which also reduced the oxidation of the mural oil to a certain extent.

The appearance of this situation has made the mural eliminate some of the floating colors, and it looks extremely calm, with tiny cracks and damp patches, so that they have a feeling of flipping through the historical scrolls, as if walking in the time and space axis of the Great Song Dynasty's destruction of the country, witnessing the horror and absurdity of the country's broken mountains and rivers, and the deep grass and trees in the spring of the city.

They strolled down the corridors, and by the time they reached the end, they had come to the true gate of the Tomb of Heroic Souls.

"Is this a corpse?" As they approached the door, two men could be seen kneeling on the left and right sides of the doorway. Turning on the flashlight and looking closely, the two people were shirtless, kneeling on the ground, their hands were tied behind them with ropes, and thorns and rattans made of iron chains were wrapped around their bodies, wearing armor and fur hats, their faces were normal and healthy tanned, although their bodies were not rotting, they could see that their skin was covered with blue spots and gray spots, and they looked like they were looking down in repentance.

Because the skin color is too close to normal people, it looks like there are really two people kneeling outside the door, after seeing the murals of the Jin Soldiers in the Rebellion, it is easy to recognize that these people are those Jin soldiers who burned, killed and looted, in contrast, they feel even more terrifying.

In this cold grotto, goosebumps rose when I touched the corpse of such a cruel thing. Song Siyuan walked into their vicinity and looked at the dark iron copper plate behind the corpse, which was written in the ancient text of the national criminal, looking at the fur with armor, most of them were soldiers of the Jin Kingdom, then, this state of guilt can also be explained.

She turned her head and looked at the crowd and explained, "These are two golden soldiers guarding the door, just like the gatekeeper beasts, except that they kneel here in the way of pleading guilty, so that they can atone for their sins for a thousand years. After speaking, she picked up the hats of these golden soldiers, and there was an opening at the top of her head, in which she could still see traces of mercury watering, and her heart was settled, and she continued to explain: "This place has been watered with mercury, probably from head to toe has been filled with mercury, so that the corpse does not rot." ”

"Thousands of years have passed, and it can still be so true and complete, I think it probably has the credit of the suspension of air circulation, just like the murals we see, if the air circulation of these murals, has long become gray and mottled, and even has been weathered, after the entrance is closed by the water, the air circulation in it is gradually slowing down, which also makes the things here slow down the speed of corruption and weathering."

"It looks lifelike, but I don't think it's weird." Song Siyuan aimed at the corpse, picked up the camera and was about to shoot, but after the flash turned on, the corpse of the golden soldier actually trembled.

"Did the corpse move just now?" Xu Xiake walked up to them, and the moment the flash light turned on, he clearly saw the corpse raise its head.

At this moment, the corpse returned to normal, as if the shaking of the corpse just now was just his hallucination, somewhat curious.

"You're wrong, I should have been dazzled by the flash, I see, this thing hasn't moved much." Yue Guanchao approached the corpse's head and touched it with the back of his knife, still looking like he was guilty of death.

"No way, I just saw him look up." Xu Xiake said unrelentingly.

"Don't argue, let's take a look at the film, if he really looks up, he will definitely be captured by the film." Song Siyuan picked up the camera and took off the film roll, pulled the one where she took the photo, and put the flashlight behind the film, and the photo she had just taken clearly came into view.

In the photo, the corpse's head suddenly tilted upward, its eyelids seemed to be half-open, and the corners of its mouth were like a puppet show with a weird smile, staring directly at Song Siyuan.

This scene caused both of them to gasp and almost dodge backwards. Song Siyuan picked up the film, and her eyes became puzzled: "Brother Xu is right, this corpse has indeed moved, and we can even capture the image of him moving." Yue Guanchao walked up to her and looked at the negative on the film, and indeed saw the corpse raise its head, this posture would not have been formed if the head had not been raised.

What does this mean, Yue Guanchao couldn't understand it better, and his face gradually became solemn, telling the two of them to keep retreating.

Song Siyuan was suspicious in her heart and asked, "How is this possible?" They are golden soldiers thousands of years ago, no matter how long they live, they can't live until now, not to mention that they are already dead, and their heads are filled with mercury, can they still live because I took pictures of them? Xu Xiake pondered for a moment and guessed: "Could it be a corpse?" You were so close to him just now, in case the breath in your mouth exhaled on his face, it is easy for the body to react, this is not my nonsense, my master said that the most taboo thing for a dead person is to be blown in the face by an animal. ”

"Therefore, whoever breathes must be covered with a white cloth, and neither man nor animal can go near them to blow." When a person blows, it is easy for the soul to think that he is not dead, and to stay in the world and refuse to be reincarnated.

If the animal blows, it is very likely that the human body has been taken away, and then the human body has been taken away by the animal, and I heard that some people will really crawl out of the coffin after being blown by the fox, and behave like a fox.

"Can't that be, it's been dead for a thousand years, and I'll be resurrected again with a breath?" Song Siyuan didn't believe this, even if Yue Guanchao broke the talisman and returned to normal, in her eyes, it was just that the energy in the stone was released and cured of the lesions in his brain, not that all souls were far away from him, and this kind of trivial matter was not a strange force for her.

She plucked up her courage, picked up the camera and continued to walk forward, and when she came to the corpse, there was another click, and as the light rose, the corpse really raised its head again.

"What the hell is going on? Why is it that he only raises his head when I'm taking pictures? Song Siyuan was curious, turned on the flashlight and aimed at the corpse, the head really reacted again, and even, the muscles of this golden soldier were shaking, as if he had just recovered from facial paralysis, he couldn't control his expression, he saw his skin twitching, his body shaking, kneeling and moving forward, and he already had the posture to follow her.

They didn't decompose, they looked like real people, only from the corpse spots on their skin, they had been dead for thousands of years, but now they were gradually waking up, I have to say that it makes people's backs chill.