All the information he had found at the weather museum appeared in Wuxie's mind and he connected it with what he was seeing now.
"There are all kinds of signs. Since the 044 archaeological engineering team went to the South China Sea underground palace, Yang Daguang began to listen to thunder for more than ten years and collect thunder everywhere.”
Lord Fatty shouted.
"What secret do you think is in this thunder that made Yang Daguang and the others so fascinated? Did they discover some big treasure?”
Wu Xie concluded.
"This matter definitely has nothing to do with money or the big treasure. It's because of listening to thunder.”
With that, Wuxie turned around and looked at the listening device.
Ian was calmly analyzing the story of this king with the others.
"Do you believe in hearing thunder?"
"I believe you. The truth is right in front of us. There is indeed such a person."
"It completely corresponds to the legendary story.”
Zhang Qilin had already walked to the side of the bronze coffin and kept looking inside.
Just as Wu Xie turned around, he saw Zhang Qilin jump down from the hole in the coffin.
Wu Xie shouted loudly. He was very worried about his little brother's safety.
"Little brother."
Hearing Wuxie's shout, the few of them turned around at the same time.
Zhang Qilin jumped down, as steady as ever, and climbed onto the bronze plates around the well.
Wu Xie came over and saw that the little brother was safe. He was finally relieved.
Lord Fatty nagged.
"Aiya, little brother. Little brother, why did you go down?"
Zhang Qilin held a flashlight and shone it around the bottom of the well. His eyes were cold.
"There's something down here."
"What is it?"
Ian was instantly enlightened. It was strange that there was a hole in the coffin. Moreover, the bronze pieces below formed a lightning listening device. There must be important information below.
This little brother is indeed an old hand, he has his own way of doing things.
"My guess is correct. There should be information below. Let the young man take a look. Are there any special words and symbols around the wall?”
Zhang Qilin said coldly.
"A hundred…serpents…king…of the…southern…sea.”
When the people above heard this, they were puzzled.
"What does this mean? Why is there another snake?”
"King of the South Sea."
"I understand."
Ian patted the bronze coffin excitedly.
"Luo Yun of the South Sea. I guessed it right. The Hundred Reading Snake, Wang Zhi of the South Sea. It's him, it's definitely him."
Lord Fatty mumbled.
"If you say it, then say it. Why are you still touching me?”
"I was too excited."
Wu Xie stopped him.
"Fatty, stop talking. Let Ian continue.”
Ian understood. Some knowledge immediately surged into his mind. He thought for a moment and continued.
"In the Han Dynasty, the people of Baiyue worshipped snakes very much. Now that it's both Yue and snake, it means that the land certificate was bought from the Yin land of Baiyue. The South Sea King Zhi is actually the South Sea King. His name is Zhi. In that case, the South Sea Kingdom should be an ancient country of Baiyue.”
Zhang Qilin continued to look around to see if he could find any other information.
Lord Fatty praised.
"Alright, now I really have a whole new level of respect for you. Alright, I'll believe you this time! You're quite good at talking nonsense."
Ian raised his eyebrows. He was very satisfied with Master Fatty's praise and continued.
"In the past, there were indeed many ancient countries in the southeast and southwest regions. Later, they disappeared in history, so it is difficult to verify the exact location of this Southern Sea Kingdom.”
"However, it seems that the legend of the ancient country that likes to hear about fatigue really exists.”
"That's right."
Zhang Qilin jumped down and went straight to the bottom of the well. He looked at the entire wall of the well.
Tang Tang couldn't help but walk around the ancestral hall again until he saw a large bronze bell. His eyes finally lit up again.
"Aiyo, this is a real treasure. Come and take a look.”
Lord Fatty imitated Wu Xie's tone and warned.
"You brat, don't touch this thing. It's not fated with you.”
Tang Tang replied fiercely.
"I just want to see what can happen. You can still hit me."
"Don't worry. I'll send you off immediately when I get back.”
Tang Tang ignored the fat man.
After saying that, he took out his magnifying glass and studied it carefully.
Zhang Qilin was still looking for something below.
Ian reminded her.
"Little brother, look for something similar to bamboo slips in the water. People in the Han Dynasty usually use these to write or record.”
After Ian's reminder, the young man casually scratched the water and found a tightly wrapped bamboo tube covered in a thick layer of mud.
"Catch."
"He even wrapped it up."
On the other side, the more Tang Tang looked at it, the more he felt that the chime bell was too exquisite. Moreover, the color was extremely good.
"This is simply wonderful."
With that, he touched the bronze chime bell with his hand. The chime bell shook and struck, producing a crisp and pleasant sound. He enjoyed it very much and listened to it.
"What are you touching?"
Ian subconsciously cried out. He knew that something bad was going to happen.
Sure enough, the three of them looked at the chime bells around them. Their entire bodies were shaking. Even everything in the secret chamber, including the ropes, was shaking. There was also the huge chime bell above their heads.
The secret chamber was filled with a chilly wind. Under the refraction of the torchlight, all the bronze artifacts reflected a very terrifying green light.
Zhang Qilin was at the bottom of the well. All the bronze plates were shaking. He had a bad feeling.
Ian said anxiously.
"This is bad. The listening device here and the sound field here have changed.”
Wuxie and Lord Fatty also felt that something was wrong.
At this moment, all the murals on the walls of the outer room became blurry, as if they were going to suck people in.
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