Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 852 Inscription Symbol
In his opinion, this Yang Jian looked like he was half a beat slower than others, but he knew that this might be because he was too obsessed with his archaeological career, so he didn't notice Sun Zhanting.

"I didn't pay attention just now, go, come in and take a look."

Yang Jian walked in first, and then turned on the light inside. A black stone tablet as tall as a person appeared in front of everyone.

"This stele is a bit special. It seems to be a door?" Zhao Gang took a closer look, and found that on this black stone stele, the shape of a door was outlined with lines, and there were some words on both sides of the door.

However, it is not so much words as some symbols. These symbols are obscure and difficult to understand. Zhao Gang looked at them and found that he could not understand them at all.

Seeing Zhao Gang shaking his head, Yang Jian turned his gaze to Sun Zhanting, "How about it, Old Sun, can you see it?"

"I can't see it. This kind of symbol has never appeared in the entire history of China. Why do I feel that it is a bit like the script of ancient India, and it is a bit similar to the Sanskrit of Tianzhu." Sun Zhanting found some clues.

"Sanskrit?"

Zhao Gang and Yang Jian said in unison. Yang Jian didn't know Sanskrit, but Zhao Gang knew a little bit. After all, as the birthplace of Buddhism, which had a great religious influence on our country, he naturally wanted to understand it.

The earliest Buddhist scriptures that flowed into China were all written in Sanskrit. In Buddhist scriptures, Sanskrit was created by Brahma, the patron saint, and the words have boundless Buddha nature.

As the most classical script of the Indo-European language family, Sanskrit is particularly awkward and difficult to understand. Although Sun Zhanting has been engaged in archaeology for decades, he doesn't know much about Sanskrit. He can only see that the font on the stele is somewhat similar to Sanskrit.

"Mr. Sun, what you just said just reminded me." Zhao Gang stepped forward and covered the left half of the writing on the stele with his hands, "Look at the writing, does it look like Sanskrit, and on this side, does it look like an ancient one?" Pictograph?"

Sun Zhanting looked at it with surprise on his face, "Zhao Xiaoyou, what you said is really right, it's true!"

"A combination of Sanskrit and hieroglyphs? What kind of character is this?" Yang Jian on the side was completely confused, and had no idea what the two were talking about.

"Does it look like Tianwen?" Zhao Gang said surprisingly.

"astronomical?"

Yang Jian's eyes widened, it's all right now, he had never even heard this word before.

"You also know astronomy?" Sun Zhanting was obviously taken aback. "This kind of writing may not exist, or in other words, it's hard to say whether this race exists."

At this time, Yang Jian raised his voice, "You two, what are you talking about? Can you tell me, what astronomy, what race, I don't know at all, it's like listening to heavenly scriptures."

"How should I say this? It starts with the Sanxingdui culture. In fact, before the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties in our country, there was another civilization. This civilization was called the civilization of the Celestial Clan. How should I say this Celestial Clan? It's..."

Speaking of this, Sun Zhanting also scratched his head, not knowing how to explain, "In fact, this civilization has never been recognized, it has always been considered..."

"It is considered to be an alien civilization. In fact, our country's history and culture are more than 5000 years old. We are in the center of the entire earth. Before the plates split, we were in the center of the entire earth. At that time, civilization had already been born. The four major civilizations that followed were all derivatives of the Celestial Clan civilization."

Zhao Gang immediately introduced him. When he said this, Yang Jian looked at him from respect to awe. He originally thought that he was no worse than Zhao Gang, but looking at it now, he couldn't compare at all.

It really is, people are more popular than people.

"I didn't expect Zhao Xiaoyou to know so much!" Sun Zhanting also gave a look of admiration, "There are some similar words in Sanxingdui, and the alien images that everyone thinks in Sanxingdui are actually not aliens at all. It is the appearance of the primitive people in the civilization of the Celestial Clan."

"However, even if the civilization of the Celestial Clan is like what you said, how could it appear in the tomb of King Wu of Goryeo?" Yang Jian couldn't understand the civilization of the Celestial Clan.

But the important thing now is whether you can figure out what is written on it, so he asked, "Does any of you know what is written on it?"

At this time, both Zhao Gang and Sun Zhanting shook their heads, "I don't know, this civilization has disappeared long ago, and the so-called Celestial Clan civilization is just a guess, and it has not been confirmed yet."

"Doesn't that mean you didn't say anything?"

Yang Jian spread his hands. He really couldn't understand what Celestial Clan civilization they were talking about.

"Hey, Xiao Yang, that's not the case. At least there is a direction." Sun Zhanting smiled helplessly.

"Okay, since you have a direction, why not take a photo and study it later. If there is any progress, you can inform me at any time."

Yang Jian shrugged. He originally placed his hope on Zhao Gang and Sun Zhanting, but now it seems there is no hope.

Zhao Gang took out his mobile phone to take a picture, but at this moment, he suddenly made a silent motion towards the two of them with his hand.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian frowned.

"Someone is coming." Zhao Gang said.

Yang Jian laughed, "Is someone abnormal? There are security guards up there, so we can go up after you finish filming."

After speaking, Yang Jian turned around and was about to go up, but just as he turned around, he was held back by Zhao Gang.

"Not security..."

"It's not a security guard?" Yang Jian didn't think so, and he didn't believe that Zhao Gang could tell through his ears that the person above was not a security guard. , no one will force their way here."

Yang Jian patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder and said that he was too nervous.

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian was about to go outside, but when he was about to walk out of the tomb passage, he heard a sharp voice from outside, "Let me go, who are you?"

"Zhang Qian?" Yang Jian immediately recognized the owner of the voice.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked out, he found a group of people standing above the tomb. They were dressed in black and wore black trousers, with bright red cloth strips wrapped around their waists, and black cloth shoes on their feet.

The leader was a bearded man who was five big and three thick, over 1.9 meters tall, as strong as a bull, and it was he who twisted Zhang Qian's arm.

"Who are you? Let her go quickly!"

Yang Jian rushed forward, but was quickly restrained by the man next to the bearded man.

"Researcher Yang, right?"

The bearded man waved his hand and threw Zhang Qian to someone else, then walked to Yang Jian's side and grabbed his throat with one hand.

"Who are you?" Yang Jian struggled to break free, but the beard was so strong that his hands were like vices, and he couldn't break them apart at all.

(End of this chapter)