Looking at the sarcophagus that suddenly appeared in front of them, Hua Muling and Xiong Ming couldn't help being surprised. Xiong Ming even shouted "Ah", "Why is there suddenly a coffin in this place? Where is Hua'er... …?Where are the murals in this room?”
Although Xiong Ming was talking to himself, it was more like saying it to Hua Muling beside him.
However, Hua Muling didn't say anything at this time, because she was looking around blankly and murmuring: "How could this happen? Why did all the murals here suddenly disappear? ?how so……?"
I looked at the almost empty stone room in front of me, full of doubts in my heart, and countless thoughts began to run rapidly in my mind: "It stands to reason that they have been to this place more than once, even if they have memories???? Because of the deviation, it is impossible for Dali Xiong and Hua Muling to remember the wrong room at the same time... Could it be that someone hung up all the murals here before we came here?"
Thinking of this, I slowly walked to the wall closest to me, stretched out my hand and touched the wall.
The walls of this stone chamber were constructed using a semi-natural and semi-artificial method. Although they felt a bit rough to the touch, they were coated with a layer of latex paint-like material, as if to prevent the wall from being weathered.
"Judging from the current situation, there are almost no scratches on it." I murmured: "Since those paintings have not been hung up, there is only one possibility..."
Thinking of this, I turned my head and looked at Hua Muling, who was also looking at me. The two of us said almost in unison: "This is not the place we have been before."
"What?" As soon as Hua Muling and I said these words, Xiong Ming shouted loudly: "How is this possible? This is not the house we came to before? Is it possible that the house here can still be moved?"
I looked at Xiong Ming and said with a bitter smile: "Maybe the houses here can really move!"
Perhaps to confirm what I said, the originally quiet stone room suddenly heard a "click-click" sound from inside the wall.
"It's the sound of metal friction!" I screamed in my heart when I heard the sound, so I shouted loudly: "There is a mechanism! Hurry..."
I originally wanted to say, "Get out of this place quickly," but as soon as I said "quickly", the stone door that was originally open by a crack closed with a "bang".
When Xiong Ming saw the stone door closed, he was so angry that he kicked it hard and cursed: "Grandma! After all, you are still a step too slow!"
Because this kick was so sincere, the boy grinned and cursed at the pain for a long time.
"Okay!" After Xiong Ming cursed for about five or six minutes, I slowly said: "With all the energy to curse, it's better to think about how to get out of this place!"
After saying this, I turned my head and glanced at Hua Muling beside me, and saw her squatting next to the coffin, with an old-fashioned leather notebook in her hand.
When I saw this, I quickly asked: "Hua Muling...???????????????What is that in your hand?"
Hua Muling seemed to have come back to her senses at this time, looked at me and asked, "Ah... what did you say?"
I repeated: "I said...what is that in your hand?"
Hua Muling said: "The notebook I just picked up..."
I was stunned and quickly asked: "The notes I just picked up? Where did you pick them up?"
Xiong Ming heard this and asked curiously: "Yes! Where did you pick it up?"
Hua Muling said: "It's right here...you will find out when you come over!"
Before Hua Muling finished speaking, Xiong Ming and I strode to the sarcophagus, and it was only then that the two of us discovered that there was a mummy lying half-lying on the back of the sarcophagus.
Xiong Ming pointed to the mummy on the ground and asked, "Who is this guy?"
Hua Muling replied: "Judging from the description in the diary... he should be an archaeologist from Japan!"
When Xiong Ming heard that he was Japanese, he immediately curled his lips and said, "It turns out he's a kid from an island country... Huh, he's an archaeologist, but from my perspective, he's just a tomb robber who came for the Fountain of Youth."
"Okay!" I patted Xiong Ming with my hand, and then said to Hua Muling, "Can you show me this diary?"
"Yeah!" Hua Muling responded and handed me the diary in her hand.
I took the diary and opened it. I was immediately dumbfounded. I saw that the pages were filled with Japanese that I couldn't understand. I simply flipped through a few pages, and apart from the words that looked like radicals, there were also some inexplicable patterns, but none of them I could understand.
I coughed twice in embarrassment, then handed the diary back to Hua Muling and said, "Can you understand what's written on it?"
Hua Muling nodded and said, "Yeah! I studied at Waseda University in Japan for a few years, so I can still understand the above content!"
I nodded slightly and said, "Then in this diary...is there any mention of how to get out of here?"
Hua Muling shook her head and said, "There is no mention in the diary..."
When Xiong Ming heard this, he said angrily: "Grandma... this kid???????????????? wrote such a big book and didn't even mention anything serious!"
Hearing this, Hua Muling retorted: "It's not like we didn't mention anything serious. It actually mentioned why this person came here."
According to the description in this diary, the name of the person who died in this stone house was Ryuji Sauda. He was born in 1942 and was admitted to the archeology major of the University of Tokyo in the 1960s.
Because he was usually very introverted, even though he got a master's degree in a few years, his popularity was never very good. Even when he joined several scientific research groups at that time, he only did miscellaneous record-keeping work.
And just when he thought he would spend his life doing nothing, his graduate supervisor found him and told him that there was an opportunity to work in China.
Zuotian Ryuji is a China fan and a China expert. In his heart, what is buried under the vast continent of China is the real history and the real cultural relics. Therefore, when his mentor mentioned to him When asked about this, he agreed without hesitation.
Three days later, Ryuji Zuoda was secretly taken to an underground laboratory in Tokyo, where he saw for the first time something he would never forget in his life - the Fountain of Youth.
When Hua Muling mentioned the "Fountain of Youth", she paused intentionally or unintentionally, then turned to look at Xiong Ming and me, and I also understood and said: "It seems that this should be 60 years." After the Wuzi Rebellion, the Japanese side tried to use the Fountain of Youth for the second time."
