1168: C1168 The Small Hole on the Stone Wall

C1168 The Small Hole on the Stone Wall

The voice didn't sound far, but the two of them had been walking for a few minutes, and the voice was always in front of them.

However, as they got closer, the voice became clearer and clearer. If it wasn't for this strange place, the voice wouldn't be any different from a human baby crying.

Finally, the two followed the sound and arrived at an alley about five to six meters wide.

The sound came from inside the alley.

"There's a person there!"

The red sparrow suddenly pointed forward. Yang Xuan looked up and saw a figure lying on the ground.

Yang Xuan did not hurry to get close. He used the flashlight to look at the figure for a while and then slowly walked over.

"Why is it another dry corpse?"

The red sparrow walked closer and saw another dry corpse.

"Could it be the companion of the dried corpse outside?"

The Vermilion Bird asked curiously.

"Obviously not."

Yang Xuan looked at the dried corpse and said, "This dried corpse is not from the same era as the dried corpse outside. The clothes worn by the dried corpse outside came from the Ming Dynasty."

"But the clothes worn by this dried corpse is the typical style of South Song. There is a gap of nearly three hundred years between the two dried corpses."

"Ah?"

The Red Sparrow was surprised. "Why is there such a huge difference? The people of two dynasties are here."

Yang Xuan opened his mouth and said, "This isn't strange. It can only mean that the era of this mausoleum might be much longer than we imagined. It's very normal for grave robbers from different dynasties to take care of the tomb."

After hearing this, the red sparrow was stunned. Then it asked in puzzlement, "But this isn't right either. That dried corpse outside took some kind of special medicine, which caused it to dry gently and not rot."

"Could it be that this dried corpse also took the same medicinal herb? Moreover, look at the back of the dried corpse's hand. It doesn't have the dark purple striations on the back of the dried corpse outside."

Yang Xuan was stunned. Only now did he notice the detail that the red sparrow had mentioned.

There were indeed no special patterns on the back of the dried corpse's hand. In other aspects, it did not show that the dried corpse had undergone any special treatment when it was alive or after it died.

However, judging from the environment here, it was absolutely impossible to make a corpse dry without rotting.

Yang Xuan fell into deep thought. No matter how he thought about it, he still couldn't figure it out.

"Look, there are many small holes on the wall here."

At this time, the red sparrow once again found something strange on the stone wall beside the alley.

Yang Xuan looked up and saw that on the stone wall on both sides of the alley, there were about seven or eight round holes about the thickness of an adult's arm.

These holes were scattered all over the walls on both sides, and there was no pattern to speak of.

"This can't be natural."

The red sparrow said, "If it was natural, there wouldn't be such a natural circle, and even the size would be the same. Do you think it was man-made? What's the point of chiseling these holes?"

Yang Xuan looked at the small round holes for a while, then frowned and said, "There are no traces of artificial chiseling, but it doesn't seem to be naturally formed either."

"Ah? That's strange."

The red sparrow tilted its head and thought for a while before saying, "Use the flashlight to illuminate and see what's inside."

Yang Xuan thought for a moment and carefully moved the flashlight's light source to the side of the small holes.

But these small holes were so deep that one could not see the bottom. There was no end to the light.

However, one could see that these small holes were not in a straight line. Instead, they were curved like red sparrows, like the holes made by some kind of animal.

However, the shape of these holes was too standard. It was as if they were drawn in a circle with precise instruments.

Moreover, the stone walls inside the holes were very smooth, as if they had been polished by professional polishing. No animals had the ability to do so.

"Don't worry about it for now. Continue forward. If there is any danger later..."

"Don't worry. If there is any danger later, I will protect myself as soon as possible."

Before Yang Xuan could finish his words, the Red Sparrow smiled and continued the conversation. She looked at Yang Xuan and smiled. "I knew you were the best to me, but you have to be careful too. Don't risk your life. If anything happens to you... But no one can protect me. "

It was strange that even though the two of them were in a very dangerous situation right now, when the red sparrow said those words, the corners of its mouth could not help but be filled with happiness and warmth.

It was as if the two of them were not taking a risk at this moment, but on an outing.

As long as Yang Xuan was by her side, Red Sparrow would feel very at ease. Whenever she faced danger, Yang Xuan would always remind her to protect herself first.

Red Sparrow had never felt such warmth and protection in her entire life.

However, at this moment, Yang Xuan did not have the mood to pay attention to these romantic events. His mind was filled with a sense of crisis.

After looking around, he said in a deep voice, "Let's not care about that for now. Continue forward. Follow me closely and don't get too far away."

The two of them continued to move deeper into the alley.

While Yang Xuan was vigilant of his surroundings, he was secretly amazed by the size of the underground palace.

There were streets, alleys, and all kinds of buildings here. It was not appropriate to describe it as an underground palace. It was simply an underground city!

At the same time, Yang Xuan also felt more and more depressed. There were only a few famous Imperial Tombs in the Central Plains. Their scale could be said to be unparalleled under the heavens, but they all appeared in the form of an underground palace. He had never heard of any emperor building a huge underground city for himself.

Even the famous Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang had imitated mountains and rivers. It was a miniaturized map of the Central Plains.

He had not built a underground city.

The difficulty of building an underground city like this could be imagined. It required an extremely powerful national power to support it.

However, looking at the history of several thousand years, there were only a few eras when the national power was strong enough to support the construction of an enormous underground palace.

Moreover, the imperial tombs of those few eras had already been found.

However, this place was located in the northwest desert. Although several dynasties that were mainly established by nomadic tribes had appeared here in the past few thousand years, those dynasties were all very short, and their national power had never been at its peak.

Then who exactly was the owner of this underground city?

Could it be that the history of this underground palace was far before the history of Longxia?

An underground tomb that belonged to the ancient era?

All sorts of mysteries interweaved in Yang Xuan's mind like a fog.

"Look, there's another dried corpse in front of us!"2

At this time, the red sparrow's exclamation pulled Yang Xuan back from his chaotic thoughts to reality.

He looked up and saw a few more dried corpses not far ahead.

These dried corpses were quite special. They had a whip hairstyle and wore long robes. It was obvious that they were from the Qing Dynasty.

Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "This is great. All the people from several eras have gathered here."

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