Chapter 24
.""""Wang took a sip of tea and covered the cup. "We just established our base yesterday, so we have to keep a low profile now. My personal suggestion is to lay low for a while, wait until after we fi...From above, it came down. The space below was very large. Not only I, but also the Yao siblings and the Sun brothers were stunned.
It was so dark, I just used my flashlight to shine everywhere.
The surroundings were very open, a wall of stone. This underground space must have been built by humans.
It was too dark to see well, the flashlight's beam only reaching a short distance. Sun Lao San, who was walking in front, was the first to notice something. He suddenly stopped us and said there were human bones on the ground ahead.
It's not strange to find human bones in a burial ground. What is strange, however, is that these scattered white bones don't seem very old. They are still quite white, and upon closer inspection, there are leg bones, arm bones, and finger bones, but no skulls can be seen.
Yu Jie was bold. She crouched down and took a look, then said, "It's only a few months to half a year, not long at all."
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I also found an empty Nongfu Spring bottle on the ground beside me.
Although there are many doubts, such as no skull being seen, and no clothes being seen.
But when a few people whispered to each other, they all temporarily agreed with Old Sun's idea. Here's how he reasoned it:
That very night we descended into the tomb, we found a hole blown open by dynamite on the burial chamber ceiling. At first, we thought this expedition was a bust – that a local Southern grave-robbing gang had beaten us to it and stolen all the funerary goods below.
The results were quite the opposite. We found modern towels and traces of other people, but the West Ear Chamber was still rich in burial goods. We filled seven or eight large sacks with them. At that time, my second brother said that Southern rats had gone vegetarian and left us so much fat out of kindness.
Now that we're here, seeing the bottles of Nongfu Spring and these bones, we speculate this is related to the tomb robbers from a few months ago.
How they died and how they ended up here, we don't know. The only logical explanation is that they turned on each other.
At this time, Yao Yumen took out a compass from her bag and began to squat down and fiddle with it.
"Jade Sister, what's this" I asked, since I couldn't understand.
"Don't ask too many questions, kid. Don't distract my sister now, there are still many things you don't know," his brother Yao Wence coldly glanced at me.
There are two long needles and one short needle on the compass. What's strange is that although no one touched it, the short needle kept shaking back and forth by itself.
That's over there.
"Yao Yumen stood up and pointed to the northwest."
Back then, I didn't understand. Now that I've been in the industry for a long time, I can tell you that kind of compass is special. The short needle is made of a material called "heavenly iron," which was an ancient term. This stuff actually existed before, and now people call it meteorite.
This kind of compass is used exclusively by descendants of the Wanshan Guanshishi school, who specialize in selecting burial grounds for southern tombs. It involves observing mountains and their colors, determining locations based on silver needles, and requires a deep understanding of complex feng shui and magnetic field principles. I can't explain it in just a few words.
A few people, following Yao Yumen, walked northwest. Along the way, I saw several stone oil lamps. I secretly guessed that thousands of years ago, this place should have been brightly lit.
After walking for more than ten minutes, we were blocked by a large stone gate.
The surface of the stone gate is covered with numerous carvings and inscriptions, densely packed. Most are unreadable, as if they depict the culture of another world entirely.
In the very center of Shitoumen, there are four characters. They are not the nine-layered seal script from before, but rather bird script.
This is more noticeable.
"Do you know bird seal script" Sun Lao Da casually asked as Yao Yumen stared blankly at the stone gate.
It took her a long time to recover. She nodded, her face pale.
"That's it...we can't go any further."
She sounded despondent.
Sun Laoda frowned and said, "What do you mean, are you going to quit"
Yao Yumen nodded faintly, her face pale.
This level... has already surpassed the Mawangdui Han Tomb. Those four characters are... Mustard Seed Palace.
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" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
"Behind this stone door is a massive slab of natural stone, weighing several tons. From the outside, there's no way we could possibly open it with just the few of us."
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You stumbled upon something incredible, this...this is a national-level underground palace.
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" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!. "This passage of several dozen characters, I can only recognize one," she said, pointing to one of the bird-seal script characters. "This one, I saw it on other bronze artifacts before. This should...