Chapter 35: Millions of Silver Jars

After the god stick said this, I suddenly felt a little bad. Indeed, all kinds of doubts indicate that this kingdom of Shambhala is indeed a super-large tomb group. This tomb group is surrounded by six lotus-like snow mountains in the middle. Outsiders see it as spring all year round, like heaven, but it is a It's just a large tomb. I think of those legends about Shangri-La, which is undoubtedly not a paradise on earth.

After thinking for a long time, I realized that all the signs showed that this is not a paradise on earth, but a tomb group, a place that everyone yearns for after death. This is not a country, but a grave. Thinking of this, I agreed with the divine stick's conjecture, and then the divine stick said, "Who do you think could transport these bodies here in ancient times and then how did they get out of such a huge tomb?" Since this is a tomb, why is there an ice burial on the top of the mountain?

After listening to the magic stick, I also don't understand. Indeed, if this is a tomb, why are there so many ice burial bodies on the top of the mountain? Why can't they be buried with these people? Is it the disparity of identity? There are other reasons why these people on the mountain cannot be buried here after death.

All kinds of doubts make me feel that this is not such a simple tomb group, let alone a simple kingdom of Shambhala that can be explained. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, I finally saw Professor Taylor and his party at the foot of the mountain come out of the small house and looked at everyone's tired but excited faces. I think these people don't seem to realize the strange things here.

It didn't take long for several people to go up the hillside. I asked Michiko to take out the rest of our lunch and make them hot. Then I said to Professor Taylor, "What's wrong, have you found anything?" Professor Taylor nodded and his eyes were full of excitement: "I have found a lot of things. I don't think this is a kingdom. I always feel that it is a form of funeral. It seems that this funeral area is very large, and there should be a lot worth investigating."

I nodded. It seems that Professor Taylor should not be stupid. I also knew that he would definitely find all the doubts here, and then asked, "Professor Taylor, according to you, is it dangerous here? And I always feel that it's not that simple here.

Professor Taylor smiled and said, "You are so careful, Mr. Wenlong, I have participated in archaeology many times in my life, especially in ancient tombs. I should remember more than 500 times in total, but the tombs here are very strange, so I think it is very necessary to investigate. As for the danger you mentioned, I think it should Nothing. After all, this is just a tomb, and most of the people buried here have turned into skeletons. What kind of threat do you think those skeletons can pose to us?

After listening to Professor Taylor's words, I want to say something, but I don't know what to say when I open my mouth. Indeed, these bodies that have become white bones will not become zombies, let alone blood corpses. What else can they threaten us? Ghosts? I really don't believe in ghosts when I grow up, otherwise I wouldn't have come to such an almost desolate place with them. But I always feel that something is missing, but I can't say what's wrong.

Then I saw that they were full and discussed whether to go to a farther room at the foot of the mountain for investigation. I didn't say anything, but told Professor Taylor to return to the camp before dark. After all, this is not a good place. Professor Taylor nodded and agreed, and then set out for the mountain with some tools. He was followed by several of his students, but now Sandy, a sunny boy, is missing.

As soon as they left, they saw the god stick and the monkey coming towards me. They looked like a thief, especially the god stick. They sat next to me and said, "Wenlong, shall we go down and have a look? Anyway, we are half an archaeologist, and I just heard Professor Taylor say that he has gone down to the ancient tomb, and I don't know it once. I still don't believe it. He will have more experience in going down the ancient tomb than me.

I smiled and said, "Ok, I don't know you yet. You just want to go down to see if there are any bright weapons to fish in those places, and the monkey is with you. You two must have something bad in your heart." The magic stick smiled and said, "That's what you said. I didn't say it. Besides, can't you always make the portrait so bad? I want to see if there is any danger in it, so that everyone can't sleep well at night. Let Professor Taylor sell it. We don't know yet.

I shook my head and smiled, "Ok, don't I know about your little Jiujiu? You should understand my principle that those things that have no owner can be taken at will, but these are funeral objects, and you must not take one thing. The stick curled his lips and said, "Ok, I know your broken rules. I'm not here to fight this time. I really want to go in and see if there is anything suspicious. I always feel that this place is not a paradise."

The last sentence of the magic stick said moved my heart and said, "Actually, I also have this feeling. Otherwise, it's okay to go down, but I have to follow, and you have to promise me not to touch anything in it. You must rush back to the camp before dark." After listening to me, the stick and the monkey nodded. It seemed that both of them agreed. Then I called the doctor over and asked him, Michiko and Sino to guard the camp. The three of us went down to have a look. If nothing happened, we will be back soon.

The doctor nodded, and then the three of us took the guy down the mountain. It didn't take long for us to come to the first stone house that Professor Taylor had visited before. I looked at the stone house and said, "Let's take a look at the waist here." The stick and the monkey nodded, and then the three of us strode into the stone house.

When I heard the shout and rushed down, I didn't observe it carefully. I just saw the skeleton lying on the kang at a glance. Now I'm in. Of course, I have to check it carefully. The stone house is a two-bedroom and one-living room. There are rooms in the east and west. The place where we are standing now is the hall. Speaking of which, it is a hall, but it is about ten square meters, and the rooms on the left and right sides are similar to the hall.

A table and chair visited in the middle of the hall, but now it has already rotted on the ground. In addition to these, there are also murals painted on the walls. These murals are very vivid and the characters are also plump. However, these murals have peeled off a lot, but you can still see some general meanings. It seems that the owner in this That is to say, the owner of this tomb should be a woman, and she should have died at a very young age. There are a lot of people who have buried her, which should be very unusual.

We carefully observed these murals. There are also some pottery and unknown black things on the ground. These should be funerary objects and placed on the table or elsewhere, because these wooden tables have been rotten, some have been smashed and some have been broken. We looked around carefully and it seemed that Professor Taylor and others did not move anything inside, because there was no trace of movement here.

I saw that there was nothing to see here, and then I walked into the room on the left, because I knew that the room on the right was the place where the tomb owner's body was placed, and I never went into the room on the left. I didn't know what was inside. Then I walked into this room with the magic stick and the monkey.

As soon as I entered the door, I found that it was almost all rags, and many things were thrown on the ground at will. It seemed that it should be some funerary objects, and there was also a wooden shelf next to it, which had already decayed and collapsed, and the things placed on it fell to the ground, but most of the metal objects were still well preserved. In particular, some silver utensils are well preserved, with very vivid patterns.

The magic stick came into this place to have a look, and then said, "Yes, it's really good. I didn't expect that these things have been so well preserved for so many years, but it's a pity that these things belong to the dead. It's really a pity. If it's taken outside, it should be able to sell at a good price." I stared at him and said, "Okay, you even think about the dead. You really don't know whether it's good or bad. Let's accumulate some virtue for a few times."

The monkey smiled and didn't say anything, and then I asked the god stick, "Can you tell what age these things should be?" The magic stick squatted down and carefully observed a silverware jar. It seemed that it should be a kind of vessel containing water before the tomb owner's life. At this time, the jar had lost the brilliance when it was made, but the whole body was black. It seems that the silverware should be oxidized and rusted because the texture was not pure.

After reading the magic stick, he stood up and shook his head gently and said, "I am not very familiar with the things on the bath, but the pattern on it is very special. I remember seeing one in the auction house, which is also a Tibetan thing. At that time, it has been cleaned up, and the pattern is almost the same as this. It should be King Guge. According to us, it has been at least four or 500 years since the time of the dynasty. If this thing is taken outside, it will be worth at least a million. As soon as the monkey heard the magic stick say that such a thing was worth millions, his eyes immediately lit up and said, "No way? Is such a thing worth a million?"