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Chapter 88 Hu Bayi's visit, the mystery of the double-layer mural

bang bang.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang's room.

Hu Bayi heard the sound and went, pushed open the door.

"Professor Chen, please come in."

Hu Bayi's pupils froze, and he quickly and enthusiastically welcomed Professor Chen in.

Shirley Yang also came over.

"I saw that Mr. Feng had woken up, and I wanted to tell him about our situation here."

"After thinking about it, it would be better if you were there."

Professor Chen explained his purpose.

"Well, then there is Professor Lao Chen."

Shirley Yang said softly.

"It's okay, it's just a matter of raising your hands."

Immediately, Professor Chen called Feng Lao.

Dudu!

Soon, Old Feng answered the phone.

"Old Chen, what's the matter?"

Old Feng asked.

"It's like this. Just now, I have a child of an old friend who returned from overseas and donated a delicate snake eyebrow copper fish to the Archeology Institute."

Then, Professor Chen roughly described the ins and outs of the matter.

"Oh, really?"

Old Feng was naturally also interested.

Unexpectedly, there are descendants of Taoist priests who moved mountains in the world.

At the beginning, when Mr. Feng met the descendant of the Xiling Lishi in Xiangxi, he once mentioned that their leader, Chen Yulou, and Taoist Qianshan were sworn brothers!

At that time, Mr. Feng knew about the deeds of Taoist Qianshan.

"Also, Mr. Feng, they have an unfeeling request and want to talk to Brother Qilin."

Professor Chen said.

"Oh, it's a small thing."

As Feng Lao said, he walked towards Zhang Wuyou's sleeping bag.

"Brother Qilin, a descendant of a mountain-moving Taoist has come to the Academy of Archeology and wants to talk to you."

Mr. Feng whispered.

Taoist who moved mountains?

Zhang Wuyou secretly thought, who could it be?

"Hello."

He answered the phone and said.

"Brother Qilin, I'm Shirley Yang."

Shirley Yang paused, and said softly: "This time we came back to Dayan to ask an expert about something."

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, it's about the curse of the Ghost Cave Clan."

Zhang Wuyou said softly.

what?
Shirley Yang was taken aback.

She didn't expect that Zhang Wuyou knew something.

Back then, my grandfather traveled all over Dayan in order to find Muchen Bead and solve the curse of his clansmen.

It's a pity that one arm was crippled in the end, but it was never found.

This is how to go abroad.

"Brother Qilin, do you know how to break this curse?"

Shirley Yang asked hurriedly after hearing the words.

As a descendant of the Ghost Cave Clan, Shirley Yang is also plagued by the curse.

"I heard some people, if you want to get in touch with the curse, there are two ways."

"First, find the legendary Phoenix Bile Muchen Bead."

"The second is to find the origin of the curse, which is the ancient city."

Zhang Wuyou thought for a while and said briefly.

"I don't know, have you found any relevant clues?"

Zhang Wuyou continued to ask.

"Yes, yes."

Shirley Yang nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, Brother Qilin, we have sorted out the relevant information, but we don't have any clues."

Hu Bayi joined the topic and said, "So, I want to ask Brother Qilin to help."

"Well, no problem."

Zhang Wuyou readily agreed.

Time was running out, Zhang Wuyou didn't continue chatting with Hu Bayi, and hung up the phone.

[Wow, who was that young lady just now? 】

[The voice is so sweet. 】

[Wait, what is Phoenix Gallbladder? 】

[Isn't the phoenix a legendary creature? 】

[An ancient and peerless city, where is this? 】

[Learned a lot of geography. 】

[Hey, I seem to know who the little sister just now is——]

……

The audience in the live broadcast room was excited.

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan and Wu Sansheng returned one after another.

"Old Feng, I walked forward and found a hot spring."

"Old Feng, I found some murals."

……

Everyone briefly described their findings.

"Well, let's go to the road with murals."

Mr. Feng made the final decision.

At this time, the rest of the archaeological team members woke up one after another.

No way, it's too hot here near the hot spring.

Many people were awakened by the steaming heat.

This time, Wu Sansheng took the lead, leading Zhang Wuyou, Feng Lao, Xiao Wu, Qi Hegui, Chen Chengcheng and others, and walked deep into the gap one after another.

Soon.

Everyone came to the corridor, and there were murals carved on the surrounding walls.

It's a pity because it's so old.

In addition, the murals have been oxidized and discolored due to long-term exposure to air, and some walls have been damaged.

When Mr. Feng saw this, he sighed.

"Quickly, take pictures of all these murals, maybe one day when technology develops, we can completely restore this place."

"This can also be left to our future generations, so that they can see our past history."

Mr. Feng ordered.

"Yes."

The technicians on the side immediately turned on the professional camera equipment and started shooting.

Zhang Wuyou thought of something, took a step forward, and touched the mural in front of him with his fingers.

"What's the matter, little brother Qilin?"

After Feng Lao saw it, he asked curiously.

"This mural has interlayers. It seems that someone painted one side to deliberately cover up the patterns inside."

Zhang Wuyou said in a deep voice.

"is it?"

Elder Feng felt a "thump" in his heart, and he hurriedly took a step forward.

At this moment, Zhang Wuyou has scraped off a piece with his fingers, revealing the pattern inside.

what?
Sure enough!

Elder Feng and Zhang Yuanshan stared wide-eyed.

If it wasn't for Brother Qilin's sharp eyesight, I'm afraid they would all ignore this point.

"Quick, quick, let's all work together to scrape off the upper layer—"

Old Feng said quickly.

"Yes."

"understood."

Immediately, Wu Sansheng, Xiao Wu, Pan Zi, Qi Hegui and others started to scrape the wall together.

Immediately, everyone's fingers turned red.

Apparently it was touching the dye on the walls.

Zhang Wuyou took a step back and waited for the reward from the system.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Finally, the murals inside revealed the true face of Lushan Mountain.

At this time, everyone felt sore fingers.

The hands of several archaeologists were scratched.

However, they ignored the wounds on their hands and focused on the murals on the wall.

Eight white horses pulled a beautiful carriage, riding on the white clouds, towards the sky.

Sitting in the car was a middle-aged man with extraordinary appearance and bright eyes.

There are also several women in exotic costumes standing around, also stepping on white clouds.

"Um, what does this mean?"

After a while, Old Feng scratched his head.

"Old Feng, it seems that there are still a lot of murals with interlayers. After all the murals are removed, maybe we will be able to know the general reason."

Zhang Yuanshan thought for a while and expressed his thoughts.

"Well, that makes sense."

Old Feng said with a smile.

The tomb passage is not too wide to accommodate so many people together.

Therefore, Feng Lao divided the archaeological team into two groups, and took turns to scrape the walls.

At this moment, Zhang Wuyou heard the familiar notification sound from the system.

(End of this chapter)