Arriving at the place where the six o'clock night light stayed, there was an entrance connected to the palace wall under the pearly light.
There are pillars carved on both sides of the entrance, and there are patterns engraved on the pillars. Xie Fu immediately touched these patterns with his hands and observed them. Several luminous pearls immediately moved to Xie Fu, so that Xie Fu could identify the patterns more clearly.
Xie Fu was very absorbed in it, as if he was addicted to it, and no one else dared to disturb him.
Li Huichao seemed to understand Xie Fu's character a little bit, and asked aloud: "Brother Xie, do you see anything?"
Xie Fu responded excitedly: "These patterns are abstract and plausible. They should have some history, at least before the pre-Qin period."
The Qin Dynasty's burning of books resulted in the loss of a large number of ancient book records. Therefore, some more ancient events have become mysteries and can only be inferred and guessed through some remaining monuments.
Li Huichao asked: "Are these patterns important? If not..."
Li Huichao was reminding him. Xie Fu understood what Li Huichao meant and explained: "Understanding the details of this underground palace will help us find the main hall faster and sharpen our swords to chop wood."
Xie Fu said and looked up. Others also raised their luminous pearls to illuminate. They saw several large characters carved on the top of the door, but they didn't recognize the shape of the characters.
In order to decipher the ancient characters, Xie Fu did a lot of research on the ancient characters of the historical era and read out: "Open...the sky..."
The last two words were difficult to see clearly due to the darkness, but Qin Chuzhen said directly: "Open the sky and establish the pole."
Xie Fu suddenly said: "It means opening the sky and establishing the pole, I know."
knew! what do you know?
The others were just about to ask, but Xie Fu walked in quickly. The others ignored the inquiry and followed quickly.
Li Huichao followed Xie Fu and asked Qin Chuzhen, "Sixth Prince, what did you see?"
Others immediately pricked up their ears to listen.
Qin Chuzhen said: "This is the beginning of a memorial text. I just read it out casually: Founding humanities, establishing time and space, distinguishing yin and yang, opening heaven and establishing poles..."
Xie Fu answered: "This is the sacred mausoleum built for Taiwu in later generations. This is the copper and stone area for chariots and horses. This is the weapons and armor area..."
Xie Fu was as familiar as visiting a home, walking quickly, muttering to himself, or introducing everyone.
Every time he introduced a place, Xie Fu did not stop at any time, because he had already judged from the width of the buildings in each area that the palace and mausoleum was very large, and it would take ten and a half days to finish it.
If we want to study it in detail, these pre-Qin cultures cannot be studied clearly even in a year and a half.
In the darkness, one could only see for several feet, and the others knew nothing. They only felt that they were following Xie Fu in a circle around the palace.
Since everyone was walking very fast, Zhu Jiuchun, who was the weakest, was already struggling under the pressure of the mountain.
For him, walking faster now is a difficult task.
Li Huichao asked: "Brother Xie, are you going the wrong way? I feel like we are going in a circle."
As a martial arts master, although it is dark, he still has the ability to identify directions.
Others paid attention after hearing this. They followed Xie Fu but were also wary of him.
This place is like Xie Fu's home court. He has no idea how he wants to trick him.
Xie Fu said: "Yes, we are going in a circle. The construction layout of this sacred mausoleum is exactly like this. Going in circles means the cycle of life."
After hearing this, everyone thought to themselves that if he hadn't led the way and searched randomly, four hours wouldn't be enough. Even four days wouldn't be enough.
As he was walking, Xie Fu suddenly stopped and looked towards a door. It was dark inside.
Li Huichao asked: "But how to enter through here."
Xie Fu didn't answer. He walked to the door, took a whiff, and said, "There is a smell of copper. This is the burial vessel area. The things inside are all priceless antiques and treasures nowadays."
He turned around and asked, "If anyone doesn't want to return empty-handed, you can go in and search."
Li Huichao said: "If it is not the birthplace of Lotus, we should leave."
Xie Fu continued to walk quickly and said, "Who knows whether the lotus hair will be inside."
Li Huichao was stunned and heard Xie Fu continue: "Four hours is too short. To find the lotus hair in this vast palace is undoubtedly like finding a needle in a haystack. We can only narrow the search scope to the main hall, Areas such as the sleeping hall and the shrine.”
Only then did Li Huichao realize Xie Fu's painstaking efforts and wanted to lure someone in to search. After all, there was a possibility of finding a lotus flower in this burial area, although the possibility was extremely low.
But dangers are everywhere here, and who wants to act alone?
Each time around, the range shrinks.
After walking around three times, we finally entered the first hall.
There is nothing else in the hall, but countless stone tablets. These stone tablets are more than five feet high, as high as five or six stories, and about one foot wide. At first glance, each stone tablet looks like a temple tower.
The venue inside the temple is vast and vast, and the densely packed stone monuments give people a feeling of vastness and insignificance.
Xie Fu paused for a moment, casually walked into a stone tablet, wiped off the dust on it, looked at the words on it, and said: "This is the writing of the Western Zhou Dynasty. What is recorded on it should be someone's life achievements."
As a descendant of the royal family, Qin Chuzhen also knew a lot about palaces and mausoleums, and asked, "Why are there so many merit monuments?"
With such a large monument to his achievements, he must have been a great person in his life, and there are so many stone monuments that it is impossible to count them.
Xie Fu explained: "The people of the Zhou Dynasty paid attention to burying people of the same clan, without sealing or planting trees. They pursued the unity of heaven and man, and believed in the ultimate power of heaven. This is a sacred mausoleum and a mass grave."
Pointing at the countless stone tablets: "This is the common destination of generations of kings and sages of the Zhou Dynasty."
These words meant nothing at first, but looking at the huge stone tablets, in this dark and boundless environment, it was inexplicable, and I could only feel that the spirits of the people around me were wandering around.
Li Huichao said: "Jinling was once the fiefdom of Zhou Zhang in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the Western Zhou Dynasty had a deep relationship with the Rui State."
Qin Chuzhen answered: "Rui Country? That civilization that mysteriously disappeared?"
Xie Fu said: "You two, let's talk in detail when we have time. Let's go. There are all stone monuments here. There is nothing to be found."
If you know where this place is, you don't have to waste your time here.
Everyone began to run quickly, as if running through the wasteland.
Finally reaching the first door, Xie Fu stopped and finally came to the main hall.
Li Huichao asked: "This is the main hall, right?"
Xie Fu nodded. Although it was not a difficult journey, it was not easy to get here in such a short time.
A group of people walked into the main hall. Under the reflection of the pearl light, they could still feel the majesty of the main hall while looking at the landscape within a few feet. It was just inlaid with jade and hanging gold, making it look magnificent. ŴŴŴ.
The feet were smooth and flat, and the pearlescent light reflected off the ground made one have to suspect that the ground was made of jade.
As soon as they entered the hall, everyone immediately noticed that there was light coming from a place dozens of feet away in the middle, just like a house in the distance, with the flickering candlelight shining through the house.
This was the first time they saw light after entering the forbidden area, and they suddenly felt warm.
Zhu Jiuchun, who was already out of breath, shouted excitedly: "There is light!"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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