"It's so dangerous. If we hadn't stayed where we were to rest, but had run away in a hurry, someone might have slipped and fallen!"

Wang Yuanchao took out a cold firework and threw it towards the cliff.

As the green light of the cold fireworks fell into the cliff, we all took a deep breath.

This cliff can be said to be bottomless. Leng Yanhuo only lit up for a moment and was swallowed up by darkness. Even after a long time, we didn't hear the sound of Leng Yanhuo falling to the ground.

Zhang Sanpao lay on the edge of the cliff and said: "It seems that this place, like the black holes we encountered before, is naturally formed and was not dug intentionally by the owner of the tomb."

I nodded: "That's for sure. If such a large project were to be excavated purely by manpower, let alone ancient times, even in modern times, it would not be completed in ten or eight years..."

"Hey! Tinker Bell, you are wrong. There are so many architectural miracles in the world that amaze us modern people. For example, the Great Wall and the Egyptian pyramids. Ancient people were no stupider than modern people." Fatty said.

Then he became confused again: "But is the owner of this tomb crazy? Why did he build his tomb under the abyss? Does he want to benefit future generations?"

"According to the perspective of Feng Shui, it really shouldn't be." Zhang Sanpao replied: "But this tomb is full of something unusual, and I can't figure out what the owner of the tomb is thinking..."

"Damn it, what should we do now? We can't go back the way we came, right?" the fat man asked.

I smiled bitterly and said: "It is absolutely impossible to go back the way we came! Not to mention whether everyone can open the giant sheep-headed door, even the monsters outside the giant sheep-headed door are not something we can deal with."

Seeing that there was no way forward, the fat man had no choice but to go to the fourth girl: "Hey! Fourth girl, you might want to make an idea."

"I don't know." The fourth girl shook her head.

"What, I don't know?" I felt that the fat man's mood at this moment was like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping, because his face was all dark.

"You found the door and you opened it. You didn't know anything and just ignored me? I called you Aunt Four. Fatty is timid. You can't just tease me." The fat man said anxiously.

I saw the fat man starting to mess around while he was talking, so I quickly stepped forward to stop him and persuaded him: "Okay, fat man, stop saying a few words. I think this is a bottomless cliff, but have you noticed that there is a cliff with no bottom?"

It seems like something is hung up?"

"It's a chain."

The fourth girl has excellent eyesight. Before I could find a telescope, she could already see what was connecting the two sides of the cliff.

But I saw an iron chain as thick as an arm, stretching across the cliff. It was covered with dark red rust, and it had obviously experienced countless years of wind and rain.

"Iron chain?" When he heard it was an iron chain, the fat man suddenly laughed: "There is a way!"

"That's right, unless the owner of the tomb is crazy, he would spend so much effort to install such a large sheep-headed door in front of the cliff, let alone hang chains on the cliff. All this must be the tomb.

The master did it intentionally..." I analyzed: "I suspect that this is the only path to the ancient tomb, and those iron chains are the mechanism that allows us to pass!"

"But how can we get there?" the fat man asked.

"Everyone, come and take a look!" Just as Fatty and I were discussing how to use this chain to cross, Uncle Ming suddenly shouted at us.

We hurriedly walked in the direction of Uncle Ming and found that Uncle Ming was holding a telescope and staring closely at the tall sheep-headed door behind him, his brows were furrowed and he was mumbling something.

I quickly asked Uncle Ming what was wrong.

Uncle Ming put down the telescope and said, "There seems to be writing on the door."

As soon as Uncle Ming said there were words on the door, I reflexively thought of the square Yu characters on the Qingyang bottles, and immediately asked: "Is it the Yu characters we deciphered?"

"It doesn't look like it, just take a look!" Uncle Ming said and handed me the telescope.

I adjusted the magnification of the telescope to the maximum and looked towards the giant sheep-headed door, but as soon as I took a look, I was stunned.

Because the words engraved on the back of the gate are not Yuwen at all. Yuwen at least looks square and square with the same strokes, but the words in front of you are like the graffiti of a three-year-old child, without any rules at all.

Based on my level alone, let alone translation, I can’t even figure out whether the words engraved on it are words...

Seeing that I didn't see the reason, the fat man next to me also clamored to see it.

But I heard the fourth girl say coldly: "Uncle Ming appears to be a lawyer, but in fact he is a lover of ancient Chinese culture and is proficient in forty-two languages. He understands Oracle, Bronze Inscriptions, Liao and other ethnic minority languages.

What he can't see, even if you guess it for a year, you won't be able to guess a word."

"Damn! Doesn't that mean that the only clue to find the mechanism is gone?" The fat man was disappointed and said to Uncle Ming: "Uncle Ming, are there any words in this world that you haven't seen before?"

"Of course, Chinese culture has a long history. Each dynasty has a kind of writing, or even several kinds of writing. Although archaeologists have studied it for decades, there is still a kind of writing that gives them a headache. It is called

:The number one unsolved mystery in ancient times..."

Before Uncle Ming finished his last sentence, he stayed where he was. He seemed to realize something, and quickly snatched the telescope from my hand and looked towards the giant sheep-headed door again.

Seeing the excitement on his face, we all asked curiously: "Uncle Ming, have you discovered anything? Tell us quickly."

But Uncle Ming didn't say a word, he just looked at the words on the door, fascinated.

The fat man was so anxious that he almost called Uncle Ming his biological father.

Zhang Sanpao stood next to Uncle Ming and looked at the text together. Finally, he suddenly realized it and shouted, "I understand."

Seeing that Zhang Sanpao had already figured out the secret of these words, Uncle Ming smiled slightly and asked Zhang Sanpao to tell us.

Zhang Sanpao paused for a while before explaining: "If I guessed correctly, the text above is the so-called number one unsolved mystery in ancient times: the Book of Xia!"

"Xia Shu?"

The fat man looked confused: "What is Xia Shu?"

But I, after listening to Zhang Sanpao's words, excitedly grabbed Zhang Sanpao's arm and asked: "Sanpao, are you sure?"

"It's almost like ten." Zhang Sanpao said.

"Huh!" I took a deep breath.

The fat man saw the expressions of extreme shock on the faces of several of us, but he hesitated to speak like a gourd. He was so anxious that he almost cursed: "I said Li Dingdang, can you stop playing riddles? Tell the fat man quickly.

What’s going on?”

I briefly explained to the fat man immediately, but the excitement deep in my heart could not calm down for a long time.

Although I have not studied ancient writing professionally, I had heard of this kind of writing when I opened an antique shop!

This text is China's number one unsolved mystery: Xia Shu.

Legend has it that Xia Shu was invented by King Yu of the Xia Dynasty. When the floods occurred and the people were displaced, Dayu was ordered to control the floods. In the process of controlling the floods, he discovered a problem, that is, the characters at that time were too complicated and difficult to write.

After reading it, it was not convenient to convey the order at all, and the best opportunity to dredge the flood was delayed several times.

So he thought hard and invented a new text called Xia Shu. How simple is Xia Shu? There are only twelve characters in total, but by combining these twelve characters in different orders, they can be transformed into various forms.

command.

With the help of Xia Shu, soldiers and common people could receive orders as soon as possible to dig deep into the mud and guide the floods. This was how Dayu's great cause of flood control was achieved through the ages!

It is a pity that after the demise of the Xia Dynasty, the Xia Shu was also lost. Today's experts and professors are all bald in their heads and do not know what the Xia Shu is. In the end, they can only unanimously agree that the Xia Shu is the first unpublished work in China.

Solve the mystery...
Chapter completed!