Chapter 844: Chapter 844: How co the girl in white on the mural looks like Bai Chuwei?
Bai Chuwei still vividly rembered that before the despicable Emperor’s death, he had expressed the hope to see her again soday.
And now, after more than a thousand years, they were indeed about to et again.
Unfortunately, she still looked as youthful as a young girl, while he had long since beco a pile of bones studied by later generations.
The tomb door was pushed open with combined efforts, releasing a faint, musty odor. Several experienced archaeologists led the way slowly inside.
There were no particular abnormalities, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
For the archaeologists, relics were all the treasure one could hope for.
Walking along, there were colorful murals on both sides that had not oxidized and were several tis more exquisite than those above the exterior passage of the tomb.
Professor Ge, at the forefront, trembled with excitent, holding a magnifying glass in his hand, almost wanting to press his whole body against the paintings!
“Hmm—Professor, why does it seem like there’s a girl in white in every mural? Is there any special significance to this?” Zhou Nan asked, observing the murals and unable to hold back.
Professor Ge’s eyes shimred with a keen light as he stared at the murals and replied, “Murals often reflect the most desired wishes of the tomb’s owner, which ans this girl in white might very well be related to what the tomb’s owner most wanted.”
The girl in white…
Xu Xingchen, trailing at the back, felt a jolt in his heart at those four words. He now had a physiological aversion to won dressed in white.
The four words instantly brought Bai Chuwei to mind.
“Impossible, impossible, that would make her a monster, right?” Xu Xingchen muttered to himself, unable to refrain from patting his own face.
Bai Chuwei was a cultivator, but this was an ancient tomb! Moreover, it should be quite old.
If Bai Chuwei really had any connection to it, wouldn’t she have beco an old monster who had lived a thousand years?
The thought was utterly preposterous, completely non-existent.
Walking beside Professor Ge, an elderly female expert held a flashlight in her hands, directing the light at the murals. She pondered for a mont and said with so surprise, “Looking at the style of the paintings… they do resemble those of the Great Sheng Dynasty period.”
The Great Sheng Dynasty… Wasn’t Emperor Duanjing the founding emperor?
In an instant, everyone’s mind involuntarily went back to the words Bai Chuwei had spoken in the eting room the day before.
Could it really be?
Did they actually stumble upon the right answer purely by chance?
Professor Ge shook his head, “The Great Sheng Dynasty had so many emperors and lords! Besides, we’ve asured the area underground with professional equipnt, and the tomb should not be very large.”
Emperor Duanjing was the founding emperor; one could get an idea of the size of an emperor’s mausoleum by referring to the Emperor’s Tomb that had been unearthed half a year ago beneath a construction site in Haicheng!
This at most could be a lord’s mausoleum!
It had nothing to do with Emperor Duanjing’s Tomb, so no one should be misled by Bai Chuwei.
The deeper they went, the more frequently they saw relics covered with dirt, which excited everyone in the group.
After a thousand years, the Underground Palace had long since lost its original state. It seed to have gone through earthquakes and collapses over the millennium, and the contents of the tomb were in disarray, unlike in tomb-raiding TV series where everything was neatly arranged. Many of the burial vessels were mixed in the dirt layers, and their true appearance was unclear.
The layers of mud were damp, as if soaked in water.
Because there were no special toxic gases, they removed the protective masks from their faces and casually hung them around their necks.
Professor Ge held a flashlight in one hand and a small brush in the other, occasionally laughing with delight, “This area seems to be all gold artifacts!”
Xu Xingchen obediently followed the professor, serving as a runner and scribe, when his gaze suddenly froze, and he involuntarily began to turn pale…
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