Chapter 33 The Seventh Inheritance! The Avatar of the Sun God!
Under the dim light.
On either side, there were rows of torch-like pillars of punishment, all chained with iron chains, bound with the hideous corpses.
People walking among them, facing the empty, hollow, decaying flesh of the corpses, always had a sense of being watched!
The deepest part of the ground is a three-level circular platform, the bottom layer is the widest, and the diameter shrinks as it goes up!
"Isn't this a tomb? Why are there no coffins?"
Shirley Yang looked at Han Li in confusion.
"Ugh!"
"Ugh, ugh!"
Chu Jian and Ye Yi Xin, who came down after them, couldn't help but vomit at the sight of the corpses so close!
Professor Chen shook his head helplessly.
Although they would get used to it after vomiting, their psychological quality was indeed too poor...
It made the old professor a little worried, fearing that archeology might be without successors!
No!
Not right!
There's still Little Han!
After returning, it seemed necessary to consider allocating some resources to cultivate him intensively.
"Professor Chen, the identity of these sacrificial corpses should be slaves or prisoners or something."
Shirley Yang spoke, her expression unchanged, interrupting Professor Chen's thoughts.
"Hmm!"
Professor Chen nodded: "It seems that this really isn't a tomb, it should be a place where sacrificial rituals were held."
"Most of the customs of the Western Regions are similar. They would tie criminals who violated the law to the desert and let them die of thirst! "
"After the corpses were completely dried, they were placed here, and then the blood of slaughtered animals was sprinkled on these corpses!"
Professor Chen, an old professor with vast knowledge, explained the situation in front of everyone.
"That's so tragic!"
Fatty seemed to share the same indignation and rebuked fiercely: "Luckily we were born in a new society!"
"This wicked old society is too barbaric!"
After he said that.
He looked around again with an unyielding gaze.
He had just finished a tour and found that apart from iron frames and iron chains, there were only corpses, not even a broken jar!
He had nothing to gain, how could he not be angry?
Looking back, he saw Professor Chen and the others start their archaeological work regardless of others, so he pulled Lao Hu aside.
"Hey, didn't Little Han get it wrong? Why are there no coffins?"
"I'm also wondering."
Lao Hu frowned in confusion: "According to the book, the stargazing tonight is bound to have a big tomb!"
"It's impossible to only have this sacrificial hall!"
Fatty shook his head, suddenly discovering something: "Where's Little Han?"
With that said!
"Clang, clang!"
A series of sounds echoed through the sacrificial hall!
Five or six beams of light shone down!
Only to see Han Li's figure appearing behind the three-level earthen platform, grabbing an iron ring with one hand, lifting a thick stone slab covered with dust!
"This is..."
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have questioned Little Han's ability just now!"
Wang Fatty was the first to rush over, his eyes constantly looking down.
The others also looked surprised and gathered around!
Shirley Yang easily twisted off a glow stick and threw it in.
In the darkness, a red light suddenly lit up, illuminating the environment in the underground tomb!
In the empty tomb, a ancient wooden coffin was placed in the center!
"Little Han, you're truly a genius of archaeology!"
"You said there was a tomb below, and there really is one. You know too much about ancient tombs!"
"In the future, your name will surely shine in the world of archaeology!"
Professor Chen's words were filled with intense joy and relief.
Hao Ai Guo, who had been silent, felt a little uncomfortable...
Because he had never been praised like that!
"Professor, let's talk about that later. Let's go down and have a look first."
Han Li interrupted, not wanting to waste time on this.
He leaped down!
Standing firmly!
"Wait for me..."
Wang Fatty, seeing this, also got up quickly and was about to jump down!
Hey, don't do that!
Lao Hu hurriedly stopped him in a panic, dumbfounded: "Can't you see how high this is?"
"Who do you think you are? You want to jump down too?"
"This is at least three or five stories high. If you jump down, you'll break your legs in minutes!"
"We'd better use the folding ladder!"
Wang Fatty immediately smiled awkwardly, scratched his nose: "I was just...cough, getting a little too excited!"
Putting down the folding ladder.
Everyone walked down carefully.
"This seems to be the burial form of the lost ancient Western Regions people!"
Suddenly.
Hao Ai Guo rushed out, as if possessed, excitedly walking towards the coffin.
"This coffin clearly reflects the influence of the Central Plains culture. It's similar and different at the same time, incongruous!"
Everyone looked at each other, not expecting Hao Ai Guo to be so excited.
"This guy's gone crazy?"
Wang Fatty muttered in Lao Hu's ear.
"He's definitely crazy, he's stimulated!"
Lao Hu chuckled: "Professor Chen just praised Little Han in front of so many people..."
"If he, as his student, doesn't show off a bit, he might be expelled from the school."
Wang Fatty laughed.
His gaze fell on the square coffin.
"Lao Hu, this coffin is so big, what's inside..."
"Don't be so careless!"
Lao Hu warned in a low voice: "Don't get all hands-on. What if there's a zombie inside..."
"Don't worry, we have experience dealing with zombies!"
Lao Hu glared: "I'm not afraid of zombies, but of causing trouble for Little Han!"
Fatty suddenly came to his senses and slapped himself:
"I was wrong, I was wrong..."
"You're right, we can't cause trouble for Little Han!"
At this moment.
Professor Chen, who had just walked down, couldn't help but exclaim: "These murals...they're amazing!"
"The records in these paintings are indeed related to the ancient city of Jingjue!"
"This should be the tomb of the Prince of Gumo!"
"This is the first picture. Gumo was a small country among the thirty-six countries of the ancient Western Regions, and it was a vassal state of Jingjue!"
"This depicts how the Gumo people were oppressed and had to offer a large amount of jewelry, cattle and sheep, and slaves to the Queen of Jingjue every year!"
Professor Chen spoke as he walked, his voice filled with admiration.
"This second picture...it depicts the Prince of Gumo seeking an audience with the Queen of Jingjue, wanting to reduce taxes for his people, but the Queen of Jingjue refused to meet him!"
"This third picture..."
"The mural that Little Han is looking at now depicts the Prince of Gumo as the avatar of the Sun God..."
"He secretly infiltrated the Kingdom of Jingjue, trying to assassinate the Queen of Jingjue!"
...
Han Li stood in front of the third mural, listening to Professor Chen's explanation...
The murals before him, vividly and exquisitely drawn, suddenly came to life in his eyes!
Han Li saw himself!
He became the Prince of Gumo, in order to assassinate the Queen of Jingjue, he practiced a magic skill...
Visualizing the sun, his fingers condensed a fire bullet!
[You have observed the cultivation of the Avatar of the Sun God, comprehended the essence of the sun, and obtained the inheritance: Fire Bullet Technique!]
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