But I saw that wisp of white smoke surrounding the place, and then seemed to sense something, and it actually floated towards the west.
He Lanxue followed Bai Yan, wearing a black outfit with a proud look, while Yin Ling'er jumped beside her. Although she wanted to ask something, she still covered her mouth.
We lit a few torches and followed them step by step. After a while, a narrow path appeared in the dark sinkhole.
And at the end of the path stands a flawless white jade door!
More importantly, a lifelike bird is carved on the Jade Gate. The bird spreads its wings and sings loudly, as if it will rush out of the Jade Gate and fly to the sky at the next moment.
The bird was carved so vividly, it was noble and elegant, as if it were alive.
"Where is this?" A female voice suddenly sounded in the team. Qiu Xiuxiu swallowed and asked why the wisp of white smoke led us here.
The pagoda incense on the lotus lamp was obviously not burned out, but it suddenly went out, and the white smoke gradually dissipated in the air.
He Lanxue did not reply, but Lao Jiang said: "Since it is the direction pointed by the reverse flow incense, it is usually correct! And you see, this
Is it the black bird of belief in the Shang Dynasty? "
The destiny black bird descended to bring business to life. We relied on the black bird to find the entrance to the tomb, and now this black bird is standing on the tomb door, with a brief head as if waiting for us to open the jade door.
If the direction was correct, then how did Lin Jianye know to go west just now?
Even He Lanxue, who is a black sword unicorn, has to rely on reverse flow incense. Could it be that Lin Jianye made a mistake and got it right just by luck?
I always feel that Lin Jianye is not a simple person. He seems to have many hidden qualities that we don't know about.
Of course, this is understandable, otherwise how could he preside over the archaeological excavation of Yin Ruins?
"Do we really want to go in?" An expert was worried that we would encounter the situation just like Heimu, but Lao Jiang said that since we can't retreat, we can only move forward.
Rather than being trapped and dead in the sinkhole, it is better to go deep into the Yin Ruins to try for a chance to survive.
After saying that, Lao Jiang slowly opened the white jade tomb door in front of him.
History expert Bai Shui sighed: "After so many years of archeology, I have seen a lot of tomb doors, bronze doors, earth doors, stone doors, but this is the first time I have seen this white jade tomb door..."
You must know that jade is relatively rare and precious, not to mention that such a large piece of jade is naturally formed, its value is simply immeasurable, and a lifelike black bird is hand-carved on it.
"I've seen a lot of tomb-guarding beasts on the Jade Gate, but it's really rare to see a black bird on the Jade Gate." The black bird in front of you is like a phoenix in myths and legends, so noble and holy that people dare not look up. See.
Qiu Xiuxiu said: "So this place is probably the tomb of the Shang king. This level of extravagance is really unbelievable."
The other person's abbreviation stated that he had dedicated all the best things to the tomb owner, which shows how much he cherished the tomb owner.
After thinking of this, everyone's spirits finally cheered up a little, and one by one they followed Lao Jiang's pace.
Behind the Jade Gate is a long corridor. It was originally invisible, but the moment the Jade Gate was pushed open, green flames suddenly lit up in the corridor, illuminating the road under your feet with a green glow. of.
I looked carefully at the flames, and it turned out that they were coming from the bronze lamps standing on both sides.
The bronze lamp is cast in the shape of a maid, holding a plate full of lamp oil with a wick in her hands.
A faint green light emerged from the wick, like a devil's tongue...
I swallowed. I don’t know if it was because this corridor had not been opened for thousands of years. There was a strange, dull smell coming out of the corridor. I felt it was a bit unpleasant, so I covered it with my hands. nose.
Some people in the team thought the flames were frightening, but others were interested in the bronze lamp: "Oh my God! The bronze technology of the Shang Dynasty is amazing. Look how well the face of this maid is carved, and the expressions are vividly depicted."
"That's natural. The Shang Dynasty is a symbol of the rise of China's bronze civilization." Baishui replied proudly.
"Wait a minute, look at the walls on both sides. Why are there so many dancing women painted on them?" Someone shined a torch on both sides, only to find that there were densely packed colorful murals on both sides.
The mural depicts a group of women with long hair, white clothes and red skirts dancing.
"This is a witch from the Shang Dynasty." Bai Shui just glanced at her and said.
The witches on the mural are young and beautiful, with soft bodies, and can do many incredible movements. However, it should be a very beautiful picture, but it becomes extremely weird because of the things in their hands!
Because some witches play flutes made of bones, and some witches hold a ferocious skull.
There were also witches singing while stepping on the corpse, their white feet covered with blood.
The oldest witch in the middle holds a rattle in her hand, which reminds me of the human skin drum used by Mayor Lei Zhen when he deciphered the death sentence.
Are these witches really dancing?
Why did the more I looked at it, the more horrified I felt, as if someone was blowing on the back of my neck, which made me feel chilled all over.
Lao Jiang explained: "The people of the Shang Dynasty advocated sacrifices and believed that only by offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods can the country be strong and the army be victorious! In addition to wizards, they also have a group of witches who specialize in conducting sacrifices. The witches must be young, beautiful and virgin. He was good at singing and dancing, and the dance of that era was not for entertainment, but came from ancient witchcraft, and was a ritual for dialogue between humans and ghosts and gods. "
Therefore, the content of this mural does not refer to the dancing of witches, but describes the process of witches communicating with ghosts and gods.
As soon as they heard that it was related to witchcraft, everyone speeded up their pace! I noticed that some scattered funerary objects began to appear on the ground, but they couldn't attract everyone's attention because they were just rotten daily necessities.
At this moment, I was suddenly attracted by a small round thing in the corner.
It seemed to have a magical power that tempted me to pick it up!
When I got it in my hand, I saw that it was just a bronze mirror. At a glance, I could tell that this mirror was for women, with graceful lines engraved on the back.
But I don’t know why, there is always a voice calling me from the bottom of my heart, calling me to look in the mirror...
However, when I curiously wanted to take a picture, I was stunned because the face reflected in the mirror was not mine, but a woman with coquettish features.
This woman had pale makeup on her face and a red line under her eyes. She was the witch playing the bone flute that I just saw on the mural!
It happened that at this moment, the woman in the mirror smiled at me... Her smile became more and more exaggerated, her grin grew wider and wider, and finally it filled the entire mirror.
My whole body felt like an electric shock, and I was so frightened that I quickly threw the mirror away!
