He cuts first and then plays.
Even if Guo Laizi was unwilling to do so, he couldn't say it directly for the sake of his face.
In order to show his generosity, he could only wave his hands and pretend to be cool: "Teacher Sha is a great hero, so this painting is given to you as a gift."
His two men were greedy when they saw it, but they couldn't help it.
They stared at the parchment, as greedy as a hungry wolf seeing a sheep.
The fat man grabbed me and asked me about the secrets in the portrait.
He said bluntly: "I was confused and confused after hearing this.
Who is the owner of the tomb?
You have been playing riddles for a long time.
Have you considered the feelings of the onlookers?"
I said that I was also half-guessing and half-confused, and I was not sure.
Pu'er.
"Then you should tell me and listen to it.
It's just an itch."
I sorted out my thoughts and explained to the fat man: "Portraits are mostly used to beautify the image of the tomb owner.
To put it bluntly, they are painted towards beauty and idealism.
So many times, through comparison, we can understand the life of the tomb owner.
The popular aesthetic orientation of the period.”
"Really?"
The fat man turned to look at the painting, but unfortunately the parchment had been wrapped up by the short-haired woman, "Then, our great Zhenku people have a big problem with their aesthetic orientation.
In those days, firewood girls with hemp stalk-like skull faces were popular.
"People" "In this regard, we have to talk about abstraction in artistic creation."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Lao Hu, you can do it.
I have only been in the United States for a few days, and all I talk about is the capitalist roaders' remarks.
Can you please speak some human words, please, brother."
"In the vernacular.
The skull painting symbolizes the ultimate desire of the Zhenku people.
In short, death."
"It's so fucking pretentious.
This is the first time I've ever heard of such a pretentious person.
They're all fools, they've had their brains kicked by a donkey."
"It would be nice if it were that simple."
I analyzed.
"From the documentary records to what we saw and heard in the ruins, the painstaking efforts of the Zhenku people are revealed everywhere.
They tried their best to cover up the truth of history and the hidden secrets in Zhenku City.
Secret.
Once this secret is exposed, the entire city will be in ruins.
I speculate that the final decline of the ancient city, and even its erasure from the exquisite civilization, are most directly related to this matter. " "Why are you getting more and more confused as you talk?
Then what secrets are they hiding?"
"eternal life."
When the fat man heard these two words, he stretched out his fingers and picked his ears, with a confused look on his face: "Are you sure?"
"Not sure.
But there are hidden messages in the murals and parchments.
The rise and fall of Zhenku City is related to this.
The Zhenku people seem to have unique physical conditions, and there has never been any record of death in the history of their civilization.
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You Think about it carefully, right?”
"Listening to what you said, it seems to be true.
No, what is the general's tomb?
Didn't he die gloriously in the defense battle?"
"Yes, but he is not from Zhenku.
He is an outside protector, from the center of political power in Jingjue Country.
He came to Zhenku City with some ulterior purpose.
In order to protect this place, he did not hesitate to fight with Fighting naturally, not hesitate to offend the ruler.
What was he pursuing, and what did the statue in the tomb ultimately want to illustrate?"
I told the story about the bizarre events that happened in Gong Chaoyang's home again, and then the fat man realized that the general's body had already been found.
Disappear into thin air.
He said quickly: "Holy shit, Lao Hu, you are strict enough, but the general doesn't have legs, so the body ran away on its own."
Then he changed his words, "The legs are long, but how can the dead man run without pretending to be a corpse?"
" "Yes.
This is what puzzles me.
But combined with the various visions in Zhenku City, I suddenly have a new answer.
Maybe he is not dead yet, and is still alive like this ancient city. " "Hey, don't dare to say such nonsense."
The fat man swallowed his saliva and whispered, "We are still in other people's tombs.
If they, they were all immortal monsters, wouldn't the Jingjue Kingdom have been around for a long time?
It’s a mess.”
"That's wrong."
Teacher Sha pushed the thick bottom of the bottle towards him.
He didn't care at all and interrupted abruptly, "The lifelong pursuit of the ruling class is immortality.
Once the special physique of the Zhenku people Have you thought carefully about what will happen if it is exposed?"
I replied: "We are united in our party and opposed to those who are different."
The fat man shuddered: "It is inevitable that he will be disemboweled and captured for experiments."
"That's right."
Teacher Sha nodded with satisfaction, "So they kept moving to avoid the eyes and ears of foreigners, and established Zhenku as a closed and independent city-state.
On the pretext of chasing mineral deposits, they lived deep in the mountains and forests and acted in a low-key manner.
As for the history, there are almost no records about the Zhenku people.”
"Why did such a magical nation perish?"
I was eager to find the answer, and the question came out of my mouth without thinking.
Teacher Sha said with a smile on his face, "Do you still remember the things enshrined on the altar?
That's the answer."
Another black pottery bottle with two ears There was a thump in my heart, and I was secretly afraid.
If what Lao Chuai's father said was true, then the yellow sand bottle I broke might have fulfilled the legend of Zhenku City: the bottle contained the immortality of the Zhenku people, Transform decay into the source of magic.
Teacher Sha didn’t know about our previous encounters.
He was still muttering about the importance of finding the amphora.
"Once I found the offerings in the mural, the mystery was solved.
All my years of research were not in vain.
What is in the bottle is something that haunts me and I think about it all the time.
Do you know that feeling?"
I didn't dare to tell him that there was once such a bottle in front of me, and it broke before I could warm it.
The fat man said "Wow", pointed at me and said, "Fuck, the one you broke before was not a joke.
I guess what his father said was true."
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I hurriedly covered the fat man's mouth, for fear that he would say Missed.
Teacher Sha asked sensitively: "What are you talking about?
It has something to do with the person who is about to die of illness."
I laughed, pretending not to understand his question, and went to Guo Laizi and said, "Let's go to the next place quickly.
Judging from the layout of this place, there should be three entrances, and the center line of the tomb is facing the mountains on the ground."
I raised my arms. , placed at an angle of 90 degrees with the body, clenched his fist perpendicular to the horizon, recited the mantra in the secret technique of seeking dragons in his mind, and quickly determined the entrance to the temple.
"Get on it."
I pointed at the south-facing wall and "smashed it":