The three of them instantly understood what he meant.
Zhang Qilin rushed towards the tomb door first.
At the same time, countless insects also rushed onto the white marble platform.
They attacked Wang Fugui and Huo Minmin fiercely.
Green mucus covered the stone platform.
The two of them, who had already lost too much blood, were even worse off.
The fatigue that came from inside and outside made them feel like they had never felt before.
It was as if his body had been hollowed out!
The black-gold long saber was inserted into the crack in the door. A hard object immediately blocked the long saber's path.
Zhang Qilin used all his strength to lift the bolt that had been sealed shut.
At this moment, the countless bugs had also gone crazy.
The two of them fought and retreated. The white smoke and stench rising from the white marble showed the toxicity of these insects.
They didn't touch the slime at all.
At this moment, the shovel started to corrode!
"Ah!"
A shout suddenly sounded, and the door finally opened at this time.
A blue light was emitted from within, instantly dispersing the bugs.
A thick smell of herbs wafted from the mausoleum.
The three of them immediately felt their eyes and ears clear, and their body functions recovered once again.
At this moment, the netizens were even more desperate to look at the screen.
Everything that was displayed inside made their mouths drop.
Countless earthen jars were neatly placed on one side of the mausoleum.
There were still some broken pieces on the ground, and from them, one could still see the corpses of insects that had not decomposed.
Herbs were also piled up at the side.
A thousand years had turned them into dust, but they still had a faint fragrance.
Stepping into it, Zhang Qilin and the other two frowned.
From the decorations here, it did not look like a mausoleum, but more like a pill refining room.
Or rather, a laboratory.
The wooden frame had collapsed over time, but the bundles of bamboo slips on it were not damaged at all.
There was a layer of greasy film on each of them.
Under the illumination of the flashlight, it emitted a pale yellow luster.
"It should be sealed with wax."
Huo Minmin said softly as she carefully looked at the bamboo slips on the ground.
He slowly walked forward and picked up one at random.
The surface of the candle cracked in her hand.
Even with the wax seal, the threads used to connect the bamboo slips were still broken.
He gently unfolded it, and words that looked like heavenly books suddenly appeared on it.
This wasn't any language known in the world.
"It should be the ancient Miao language."
Wang Di frowned. Without anyone asking, the bullet screen had already been sent.
When he saw this bullet screen.
Everyone was enlightened.
In the history of China, countless words had silently disappeared from the face of the earth.
Among them, the minority languages were even more lost.
If the words on the bamboo slips were really in the ancient Hmong language, it was normal that they did not recognize it.
"Father, do you know what's written on it?”
Huo Minmin looked at the bamboo slips and asked the question that everyone wanted to know.
A bamboo scroll that could appear in the mausoleum of the First Emperor must contain some kind of secret.
There was even an ancient Hmong language on it, which further proved the problem.
There must be some secret that he couldn't tell her.
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Di's keyboard rang again.
He simply typed out two words.
"Changsheng!"
"Hiss ~"
Looking at the bullet comments on the public chat, everyone gasped.
Everyone had a different understanding of Qin Shihuang.
However, everyone must know that the almost paranoid pursuit of longevity.
Back then, it could be said that Ying Zheng had exhausted all his skills just for these two words.
In the end, he could only die of depression.
Could it be that the records on the bamboo slips were really related to immortality?
Huo Minmin's heart trembled as her pupils constricted.
The word longevity might be unfamiliar to others.
However, among the Nine Gates, especially the Huo family, the Huo family was the most powerful.
It was a pursuit!
He carefully picked up the bamboo slips, and for a moment, a large amount of blood appeared in the whites of his eyes.
He wanted to memorize all the words on it.
However, in the face of this ghostly existence...
She couldn't remember it no matter what.
He could only increase his obsession.
"Look at this wall, there are also carvings!”
Just as everyone was focusing on the bamboo slips.
Wang Fugui suddenly shouted.
The camera turned and looked at the surrounding walls.
The magnificence of the painting made everyone's eyes widen.
Nine dragons circled around Qin Shi Huang, and he sat still.
He was the only one on the high platform.
Looking down, the officials bowed and thanked him.
The exquisite images displayed the expressions of every minister vividly, as if they were alive.
The officials were separated into two groups. In the middle was a group of people dressed in different clothes. They lowered their heads and nodded, quietly waiting for the person above to speak.
There were three people standing at the front of the line.
There were two men and one woman.
When he saw the woman on the mural, Wang Di's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I didn't expect it to be true."”
All kinds of silver ornaments were hung on the woman's body. On her black robe, ancient and mysterious stories were embroidered with colorful threads.
However, her face was intentionally blurred, so her exact appearance could not be seen.
The obvious Miao attire revealed her identity.
"Who is this person?"
Zhang Qilin couldn't help but ask.
Compared to the ministers who had expressions, this woman's appearance was exceptionally abrupt.
One could not help but observe carefully.
Wang Di was silent for a moment. At the same time, he sent out a bullet screen. The mural at this moment had also aroused his interest.
It was as if he had seen some treasure.
"It should be the Miao Saintess, Heavenly Golden Crow!”
As the bullet comments slid past, everyone frowned.
Even the historians who were watching the live broadcast were confused.
This was because this name had never appeared in the history of China.
How did this father of Nine Gates know?
What kind of story did she have?
From the expressions of the two people beside the woman, it could be seen that they were filled with anger.
It was imaginable.
At that time, the Hundred Races had been so humble.
In the eyes of the emperor who was still sitting on the nine dragons, how insignificant were these foreign barbarians?
They were like ants.
At the head of the ministers, Li Si stood upright and faced the messenger.
From the details of his face, it could be seen that he was definitely saying something that would shock these people.
Or an insult.
At this point, the mural ended.
Looking at the murals, everyone was puzzled.
While Wang Fugui, who could not stay idle, was rummaging through the earthen jar, a line of text quietly appeared.
The camera slid.
Wang Di looked at the words on it, and everything was already in his heart.
He already knew what kind of situation this was.
At the bottom of the mural, a line of small seal characters introduced it clearly.
"The Central Plains was unified, and all the races came to pay tribute in the name of peace.”
"The ancestral temple supplies the national treasury, and then send 100,000 clansmen to make up for the lack of troops!”
"Otherwise! Kill him!"
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