Chapter 93: Purple Qi Comes from the East

Behind the turnstile is a corridor, and after a short walk, you pass a stone room. The wooden door outside had already rotted to the ground, and since it was a wooden door, it was not very likely to be trapped like just now, so everyone decided to go in and have a look.

The reason why I chose this place was out of curiosity, and the other reason was that everyone had just exerted too much physical strength, and they urgently needed a safe place to rest for a while and eat something.

Although you can rest in the burial chamber just now, it is really uncomfortable for the hundreds of pairs of black hole eyes below to stare at you. And if it weren't for the opening of the mechanism and the air, I'm afraid these twelve people would have been martyred for the First Emperor.

Walking through the wooden door, this stone room is not large, and a two-wheeled ox cart is placed in the center. The reason why it is immediately recognizable as an ox cart and not a horse-drawn cart is because the ox is cast in bronze and is still standing there steadily.

The vehicle behind the bronze ox had long since rotted, and the huge wooden wheels were on the side, and if they were touched lightly, they would rot like mud.

Looking at the carriage and the umbrella cover on it, it has long been broken, but it can basically be seen that it is the kind of two-wheeled car from the Warring States period. Of course, if it weren't for the expert's story, Ling Yunfeng would probably think it was a pile of garbage.

"Look, there's a dried corpse here. The sharp-eyed chili pepper shouted to the Qin forensic doctor next to him.

This is a mausoleum, and seeing corpses seems to be a normal thing. But seeing the corpse that doesn't move makes people feel abnormal. Maybe it was the battle with those hundreds of sharps just now that they didn't believe the fact that the corpse should not move.

Facing corpses, of course, is Qin's specialty. The others didn't seem to be interested in going up, so Team A, after inspecting the burial chamber, took turns keeping watch at the door. As for Ling Yunfeng, they began to count their equipment and eat.

Although they had lured the sharps to release their arrows, they were running out of their own bullets. On average, each person has less than one magazine left.

"Look, look, there's a mural here, too. This time, it was Teacher Yuan who shouted out with his high chest.

Experts are much more interested in murals that record the events of the time than soldiers. Fan Lao didn't even have time to swallow the food in his mouth before he ran over, and couldn't wait to look at those murals with Teacher Yuan.

"This person, why is this person's ears so big?" Pepper's exclamation also came out.

Ling Yunfeng looked up and saw that Forensic Doctor Qin and Chili had already carried the sitting corpse out of the "garbage heap". Originally, he was supposed to be sitting in the car, but now he had to be placed in the middle of the stone room.

The corpse was dry but not rotten, with a broad forehead, long white eyebrows and beard that hung down to his shoulders, a wide nose, and the most obvious thing was that he had big ears. Although it was shriveled, the large earlobes still passed the chin.

"This can't be the big-eared thief Liu Bei, right?hahaha......" Erhuzi, who was eating in turn, pointed to the dried corpse and laughed so much.

"You are stupid! Liu Bei is a person from the late Han Dynasty, and this is the curtain of the Qin Dynasty. Did you learn history and physical education from your teacher?" Jin Gangwolf heard Erhuzi's words at the door of the stone room, and turned back to him disdainfully.

"Hey, my middle school history is really taught by a physical education teacher, which is much better than a history teacher who is going to have children. Erhuzi recalled excitedly.

Once these two living treasures are mixed, they have never been normal. After giving them a big white eye, Pepper ran off to see the mural.

Forensic Doctor Qin continued to observe the dried corpse, thus entering a state of selfless work. Ling Yunfeng knew that this kind of person was more obsessed than a workaholic, and no one could pull her out of this state unless she stopped herself.

So Ling Yunfeng also stood up and walked to Fan Lao, who was looking at the mural there. The murals here are actually very difficult to recognize, because of the ventilation, they are very peeling off. The mottled walls look like a kaleidoscope from a distance.

The first painting depicts a bearded old man reading a book in a room full of bamboo slips. Although the bamboo slips around him were messy, they were stacked higher than him.

The second painting is more seriously damaged, and it should be that the old man is looking up at the starry sky. He seemed to be holding something in his hand, but he couldn't see what it was because a large piece had fallen off. And the starry sky doesn't seem to be normal, because the stars seem to be relatively large, and they are not proportional to the normal picture at all, Ling Yunfeng guessed that it might be Gu Rao's exaggeration.

The third painting is incomprehensible, the old man is running on a bull, obviously it is daytime, but the empty space behind him has turned purple, as if he is chasing him. And in the distance there seemed to be a city pass, which was the direction in which the old man was running.

The fourth painting is at a city pass, where many soldiers are shooting arrows into clouds of purple and black smoke in the air, and through an open window, the old man can be seen reading at his desk.

Fan Lao and Teacher Yuan glanced at each other, and it seemed that there was a lot of information exchanging in the air, and then the two spoke in unison.

"Lao Tzu. ”

"Purple gas is coming from the east. ”

This sound not only startled Ling Yunfeng, but also shocked the Qin forensic doctor who was examining the corpse.

"What are you? this, this is Lao Tzu?" Pepper was so shocked that her mouth couldn't close, and it seemed that she could fit an egg.

"Isn't it, that dry corpse is Lao Tzu?"

"How do I remember that Lao Tzu and Qin Shi Huang are not the same era. Could it be that you also learned history from the physical education teacher?" Erhuzi saw the opportunity and choked back the golden steel wolf. Unexpectedly, he scolded several people present with this sentence, and after gaining several blank eyes, he stopped speaking.

"I remember that Lao Tzu should be a person in the late Spring and Autumn Period, almost more than 500 years BC, and Qin Shi Huang is indeed more than 200 years behind. Although Mr. Yuan gave an answer, it was also very puzzling.

Moreover, the idiom of purple qi coming from the east and the matter of Lao Tzu Hangu Guan in front of the "Tao Te Ching" can be said to be well-known. Isn't that exactly the scene depicted in these murals?

The only difference is that the purple qi doesn't seem to be a good omen, and it should be something terrible, otherwise there would be no soldiers shooting arrows at it.

Fan Lao nodded, nothing, but continued to look at the mural below.

I saw a long convoy of soldiers, with countless military horses and armor, marching towards a big mountain. Although the experts present did not know what those honor guards were, the four-horse cart and the black-robed man in the cart made several people drop their jaws again.

Because this person is very familiar to several people present, and he is also the most exposed person in the previous tomb, that is Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng. This seemed to be unraveling why Lao Tzu's body appeared in the tomb of Emperor Qin, so everyone couldn't wait to look down.

In the following mural, Qin Shi Huang appears to be bowing down to a pillar that rises high into the sky.

This makes people very puzzled, how could the arrogant son of the First Emperor, who compares himself to the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors, bow down and bow down like this? This doesn't make sense.

And looking at the appearance in the painting, it seems that the First Emperor is still extremely reverently holding a box on the ground with his head in front of him.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Ling Yunfeng seemed to have been struck by lightning, and stood there in a daze, not saying a word.

(To be continued...... ）