Everyone dispersed, Lao Bai, Zhang Xinya, and Wushuang stayed to clean up the bookshelves to see if they could find some information that would be helpful to us. Brother Yaozi and I went to explore other rooms together.

This house should be one of the many private houses in the ghost town. Combining the distance we dug and the direction of the secret passage, I can roughly infer that the location of this house should be roughly in the center of the residential area, about 100 meters away from the fortress.

There is still some distance.

What's interesting is that the owner of the house obviously occupies a very important position in the ghost town. Before his death, he showed a concern for the country and the people, but his residence was completely inconsistent with his status.

There is not much difference between the houses. It can’t even be called a courtyard. It is just a house with three rooms inside. The study is at the far side, and the middle looks like a combination of living room and kitchen...

Calling it a kitchen is actually a bit exaggerated. It is just a stone ring stacked in the window. This kind of thing can still be seen in many primitive tribes. Stones of various sizes are piled in a circle, with a fire in the middle. After the fire is lit, the stones are heated.

, you can put some food on it for heating...

There are still some charcoal residues left in the stone ring.

Other than that, there are just some decayed utensils that have lost their appearance.

But in the middle, there are a few objects that interest me very much.

These objects look like stools, placed around a low table that is almost rotting into rotten wood. The shape looks very sci-fi. I feel that the coffin boards of Newton and his family can hardly hold it down.

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How should I put it? The structure of these stools is ridiculously simple. They have a wooden board on top, a wooden board on the bottom, and some metal chains in the middle. They are just supported like this. When people sit on them, they feel like they are floating.

"Nothing surprising."

Brother Yaozi knew a lot about this aspect. He glanced at the stool and said, "This structure is called tensegrity. It requires a high understanding of mechanics. It is composed of rigid rods and soft ropes or chains.

Tension structure, traction and compression force form a stable whole.

What is a word you mentioned before? Oh, yes, empiricism!

Yes, empiricism, good craftsmen may not be able to explain the mechanics, but through experience they can make this kind of thing. It also existed in ancient China. It should have first appeared in the Song Dynasty. Some people on the street regarded this thing as a novelty.

Objects are put on show for people to see and become props for performing arts.”

"Brother, don't you think...this place seems weirder and weirder the more you look at it?"

I muttered: "It feels like this city is not their settlement at all, but a temporary camp..."

Brother Yaozi was admiring the stools with self-tensioning structures. After hearing this, he turned around and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that all of a sudden?"

“This place looks awkward!”

I said: "I don't believe that these things five or six thousand years ago could formulate a complete set of scientific theories, even if they were not human beings. We have also dug up the legendary ruins of the thirty-six overseas countries. It is not that exaggerated.

It can be seen that the so-called prehistoric super civilization does not exist.

But then again, the so-called empiricism all comes from skilled craftsmen. These skilled craftsmen have even made things like tensegrity that look very conflicting. Is it possible that they still can’t build a qualified stove? As for the original

Why don't you make a stone ring? Besides putting it on the stone to barbecue, it's just a shelf on top of the fire for cooking. It's just a makeshift thing!

Food is something that all living things care about. Food is their first priority. The cooking utensils are simple, which means they are not prepared to stay here for a long time. But if that is the case, why bother to build a city? Set up a campsite.

Isn't it good...

"When you say that, it really is true..."

Brother Yaozi thought for a while, stood up and said, "Didn't you say before, they don't look like they are trying to use the dragon vein, but are trying to destroy the dragon vein directly.

We might as well make a bold guess. This is not the place where they originated. They came from other places. Some people are proficient in divination. I don’t know what kind of future scene they have seen. They are determined to destroy the dragon vein, so they sent a group of people here.

Just like the colonists during the discovery of the New World, they were considered an advance army. At the very beginning, they were indeed not prepared to stay here for a long time. Later, I don’t know why, but I think the most likely possibility is that they encountered an enemy. In order to defend themselves,

That’s why we had to build this ancient city…”

I have to say that Brother Yaozi's guess is definitely bold, but... it can indeed explain many of these unreasonable phenomena.

It's just... if you extrapolate this, it's scary to think about it!!

This is not their ancestral land, they came from somewhere else, so where did they come from? Now...do they still exist?

"Stop speculating."

Brother Yaozi patted my shoulder and said with a smile: "I know this place is different to you. A heavenly official came here in the late summer and early Shang Dynasty, and your father also tracked him down here for some reason. In addition, this place

There is an earth spirit bead. All these combined make you uneasy. You have been in a daze when you left the Taoist temple. But things have to come step by step. There are too many unknown things in this world, and some are destined.

It cannot be traced back, and if you think too much, you will suffer more."

After saying this, he added meaningfully: "Ghosts cannot scare people to death. The only one who can scare people to death is yourself."

I nodded to myself.

We had almost searched this house and found nothing, so we headed to the next house.

These houses are all made of stone, but most of them are made of wood. Even if they are buried underground, they have almost become garbage after thousands of years. With a slight push, the door will "click" and rot.

Compared with the study and the room in the middle, the environment in the room in front of me is extremely poor. It is obviously under the same roof, but all the accumulated odor accumulated over thousands of years is piled here.

Like countless smoke rising from a fire.

This is the bad smell, and gas masks are useless. Fortunately, we don’t plan to stay here for a long time, so I took off the sweat towel tied to my backpack and poured some from the kettle that I picked up from the water pipe of Shirane’s house before leaving.

tap water, and then covered his mouth and nose with a wet towel before walking in.

This method is relatively simple and effective to deal with the bad smell generated by the underground ruins. The premise is that the towel is wetted with raw water. Boiled water and purified water are useless.

If you ask me why, I can't tell you. I just figured it out after many people died in the industry.

The bright light of the flashlight split through the white fog, and one could clearly see what looked like dust in the air. The visibility was not high.

Brother Yaozi and I also became cautious. The two of us were very close to each other, and we also took out things.

Like the previous two rooms, there are many decayed utensils here, piled up in piles, and diagonally opposite the door is a square platform. When the flashlight is swept over there, a person can be vaguely seen sitting upright.

On the bed.

Brother Yaozi and I discovered it almost at the same time. We had already developed a tacit understanding through countless cooperations. Without any prior communication, we immediately pounced on it like horns.

In fact, we think too much, there is no evil, this is just a dead person.

The stone platform should be similar to a bed, or more like a kang in the north, with blackened and rotten mats on it.

This corpse had long been turned into bones, and a huge animal skin had wrapped its entire body, leaving only a small skull outside, and the Tianling Cap had disappeared...

"This one is not dead."

I whispered: "At least the soul has not been destroyed, but I don't know if it was killed by the tiger warrior..."

Brother Yaozi nodded, because the corpse was not completely distraught. Out of caution, he carefully used a knife to peel away the animal skin covering the corpse. The animal skins were glued together like the parchment.

As a last resort, he just used a little more strength, and the whole corpse fell apart with a "crash". Then, a small thing rolled out from under the animal's skin...

I took Brother Yaozi's arm and took two steps back quickly. In the process, the flashlight was already shining on the thing on the ground...

It was clearly a small person, but... it was not like the corpses we saw, only the skeleton was left.
Chapter completed!