Su Rui took Zi Yang and Lao Wang over the sand slope. The terrain ahead was relatively smooth and his vision suddenly became clear.

Su Rui raised the diving light in his hand, and at the end of the light, he could vaguely see a magnificent pyramid-shaped building standing in the distance!

From a distance, this palace-like building has a baluster, carved beams and painted buildings, and the paint on the surface has gradually been eroded by air and water vapor as time goes by, and the colors are dark, making this huge building look depressed and dilapidated.

"My grass, I've been making a big deal now! I've been making a big deal now!" Old Wang's excited voice trembled. If Su Rui hadn't pulled his wrist, this guy would have run over.

"Don't hurry to go there, let's take a look at the murals here first. Maybe it records the origin of this palace."

Su Rui brought Zi Yang and Lao Wang to a smooth rock next to him. Under the light, you can see that the smooth stone wall is carved with various patterns.

"Zi Yang, can you tell the age of this mural?" Su Rui asked at Zi Yang.

Zi Yang squinted his eyes and looked at it. The scroll was about one meter tall and more than ten meters long. All the lines were carved on the rocks with sharp weapons.

Zi Yang came to the stone wall to observe carefully and saw that the characters on the mural were round and plump. It can be seen that the person who made the mural was a skilled craftsman. There were no less than hundreds of human and animal patterns on the whole picture, almost every image was full of clothes, sleeves, beards, and the tiny bits were revealed. I guess it took a lot of time to carve it.

Zi Yang looked at it for a while and said, "This thing should be a work from the Qin and Han dynasties. You see, all the characters seem to be without bones. This 'boneless' painting method began to emerge in the Qin Dynasty..."

While Zi Yang was still studying the lines of the characters, Lao Wang had already walked back and forth along the mural and interrupted Zi Yang: "I understand!"

Su Rui looked at Lao Wang in surprise and explained such a complex mural in such a short time. Could it be that this guy really has any unknown talent?

"Tell me, look."

"This is a picture of a war. You see, at the beginning, there were soldiers in neatly arranged marching, and they were marching quickly, and they started digging trenches and setting up tents when they arrived at the battlefield - you see, there is the largest tent, which should be the general. They plan to engage in a protracted war, but you see, there is a house built behind them.

Later, we started fighting with flying dragons and divine beasts. Many people died, but they won, and then slaughtered pigs and sheep to celebrate.

Look here again, another group of troops came from outside - the armor on both sides was different, and the two teams fought again. As they fought, they suddenly said they would not fight anymore, and the two sides had reconciled. Look at them put down their weapons, holding hands and chatting about family matters. After a while on both sides, the later group of troops left, and the people who came first reluctantly saw them off - you see, they were still waving.

The final picture is a happy ending. Humans defeated the divine beasts and foreign enemies, defended their homes, and future generations lived happily together!

In short, this mural tells a mythical story of fighting with the sky, fighting with people, and then having endless fun.”

Su Rui looked at Zi Yang with some confusion.

Zi Yang rolled his eyes at the boss: "Where are you talking when you look at the picture? Your interpretation is only at the level of the third grade of elementary school - but it also truly reflects your intelligence."

Lao Wang was angry and embarrassed and said, "Damn, speaking so hurts people? Then tell me, what's going on?"

Zi Yang coughed, cleared his throat and said, "Academically, there are two types of murals, one is mythical and fantasy, and the other is narrative epic-Lao Wang, you undoubtedly belong to the first type."

Lao Wang said impatiently: "Don't mess with it! Tell me quickly! When is it still in hiding! I'm waiting to dig treasures!"

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"You see, the biggest feature of this mural is its realistic and realistic. The soldiers in front are wearing armor, holding long spears, and wearing hair crowns. Although the lines are simple, they are brilliant. Does this image remind you of cultural relics unearthed in a certain scenic spot?"

"Terracotta Warriors and Horses of Qin Shihuang?" Lao Wang suddenly realized, "What do you mean is Qin soldiers?"

Zi Yang nodded and continued, "These Qin soldiers approached the south and arrived here - do you think this pattern is very similar to the terrain of Qinhan Village? Also, Comrade Lao Wang, this is not a trench, it is a sinkhole."

Zi Yang pointed to the round pattern and said, "I guess, when these Qin soldiers arrived here, there was no water in the pool. For some reason, they stationed near the sinkhole - you see, they built houses on the hillside, as if they wanted to live for a long time."

Zi Yang walked a few steps forward and continued to interpret with the light on the pattern on the stone wall: "Look at this place again, some monsters with wings suddenly crawled out of the sinkhole. They began to attack these Qin soldiers. Here a soldier fell to the ground, and there was a monster standing next to him, which was about the same proportion as a human being. There were more monsters crawling out below.

Next was the winged monster fighting with the Qin soldiers, and the Qin soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

Then there is this pattern. Look, this general-looking man is leading everyone to worship the sky beside the sinkhole. Judging from the things placed in front of them, this should be a ritual of sacrifice - have you seen what they sacrificed?"

After Zi Yang explained this, he signaled Lao Wang and Su Rui to carefully observe the offerings on the murals.

Old Wang leaned over and squinted his eyes and said, "Cow, sheep, pig... Hey, it seems that there are two little people!"

Zi Yang nodded and said with a heavy expression: "Yes, this is a boy or a girl. These Qin soldiers thought they were attacked because they were punished by heaven. The monsters in the pit were sent by the gods to punish them, so they used sacrifices to atone for themselves and ensure safety."

Lao Wang shook his head and said, "These little people are made of dough? Besides, these Qin soldiers are in this deserted mountain ridge, where can they find children to offer sacrifices?"

Zi Yang snorted and said, "So pay attention to the details! Look at the clothes of the general and his subordinates here are a little different from those at the beginning? That's right! It means they have been here for some years! These boys and girls are either plundered by them outside, or they are... their own descendants."

Old Wang grew up and said, "Give his children to monsters to eat? How could it be so cruel? I don't believe it!"

Zi Yang said: "In order to survive, people can do anything. Believe it or not, this happens like this. Look, after the sacrifice, the monsters did not come out again, and the two sides lived in peace.

Let’s look back, the descendants of Qin soldiers will hold sacrifice ceremony every once in a while. In addition to boys and girls, half of the prey they usually hunt will be given to monsters.”

Zi Yang pointed to a mural, and there was half a wild boar under his feet, and the other half in his hand was throwing it into the sinkhole, with bones under the sinkhole.

Lao Wang leaned closer and looked at it and said astonished: "It's really a halve from the middle. Look, the half in his hand is still bleeding."

Zi Yang nodded: "The next part is what Lao Wang said about 'foreign enemy invasion' - you see, this group of new troops are all cavalry, wearing fur hats and leather robes, and the most conspicuous one is the longbow on their hands - does this outfit remind you of a unique army in history?"

While Lao Wang was still scratching his head, Su Rui said softly: "Mongolian cavalry!"

Zi Yang nodded, "Yes, this group of troops entering are Mongolian cavalry."

"Tsk~" Lao Wang said with a disgusting look on his face: "After a long time you are making up stories, it's the same as it is! Su Rui, we won't listen to his nonsense, go dig for treasure!"

Zi Yang frowned and said, "Why am I trashing?"

Lao Wang said with his eyes: "The Qin Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty were separated by hundreds of years. How could their two troops fight together? Do you think this is the author of Qidian's time travel novel written by a time travel novel!"

Zi Yang said hatefully: "First of all, the Qin Dynasty was more than 1,400 years apart from the Yuan Dynasty, not hundreds of years. Secondly, I would like to emphasize again and pay attention to the details! Open your dog's eyes and take a closer look. Have the costumes and decorations of these people fighting against Mongolian cavalry changed again?"

Lao Wang looked carefully again and said, "Just, even if you are right, how did the people in this mural know what clothes Qin Bing usually wears for hundreds of years and how did he dress up?"

Seeing Zi Yang not speaking, Lao Wang said proudly: "How is it? Are there any loopholes in your story?"

Zi Yang said silently: "Inheritance."

"What's the thing?"

Su Rui explained: "Zi Yang should be talking about a collective memory. Even if the disciplined troops like the Qin Bing live in this isolated place, they will definitely retain some military habits. They will find ways to record the deeds of ancestors of all generations and pass them on to their descendants through murals or oral descriptions. When building this palace, they will specially organize them together and carve them here."

Zi Yang nodded: "So this mural is so exquisite and solemn, which shows that these things have special significance to them."

The three of them were discussing with their heads down, and suddenly a strange sound came from the palace behind them!

"call--"

It was as if someone was sighing softly.

"Who!" Zi Yang turned around and exclaimed.

Such a sound suddenly came from the quiet palace, which instantly made Zi Yang feel numb and his spine was chilly.

"Who?" Lao Wang looked back and said, "Is the sound of the wind blowing? It's a big fuss!"

"Will there be wind in this place?" Zi Yang asked looking at Su Rui.

Su Rui stared at the mural with his eyes and frowned, as if he didn't hear Zi Yang's words.

"Why do these Mongolian cavalry appear in places like Qinhan Village?" Su Rui seemed to be talking to himself.

"It's very simple. They are here to find the dragon vein!"

Looking at Su Rui and Lao Wang's shocked eyes, Zi Yang continued, "Do you remember the poem you hummed before going into the water?"

"Kublai came to the paradise,

Order the construction of a magnificent palace of peace,

The holy river winds through this place,

Through the unfathomable hole,

It flows directly into the deep sea where there is no sunlight."

Su Rui repeated the poem again, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "What do you mean is "Kublai Khan" a narrative poem? It records the situation of the Mongolian cavalry expedition in the south?"

Zi Yang said, "I always had a question in my mind, why did the coordinates of that star map appear in Qinhan Village? I have checked a lot of historical materials. Qinhan Village during the Genghis Khan period was still a territory of the Southern Song Dynasty, and it was impossible for the Mongolian army to run here.

Later, when I heard you translate this poem, I suddenly figured it out!

It was not Genghis Khan and his troops who came to Qinhan Village, but his grandson, Kublai Khan!
Chapter completed!