The moment he walked into the stone gate, Zhou Xiru couldn't help but clench his fists. Damn, this was outrageous.

This is a regular tomb. The coffin has been opened, the lid of the coffin was broken into two pieces, the decaying brocade quilt, gem-inlaid utensils, etc. are all scattered on the ground, and a regular bone frame is also scattered on the ground.

The head was actually broken by someone.

It can be seen that the person who opened the coffin was very angry. Even though this person had been dead for so many years, he could not resist attacking the corpse.

Zhou Mu and Mingwei stared blankly at the scattered bones on the ground, with a hint of sadness and anger flashing across their faces.

Zhou Xiru looked at the murals of the underground palace. The paintings soon decayed after the wind. The place was underwater and was relatively humid. Therefore, when they came in, the paintings had become gray.

That's not all, the people who came in one earlier than them actually destroyed the murals on a large scale.

The murals on the walls are all traces of sharp blades, which is really terrible.

"Professor?" Zhou Mu walked to Professor Wang and bowed.

Professor Wang was surprised and asked, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

"I want to ask the professor to help calm the corpse of the owner here." Zhou Mu said, "Although I don't know who he is, he must have some connection with me."

Professor Wang nodded and glanced at Xu Zhizhi.

Xu Zhiyi looked at the skeletons scattered on the ground and said, "Professor, it is a male corpse. Judging from the wear and tear of his teeth, he is between the ages of twenty-five and thirty. At least, he is maintaining this young state."

Speaking of this, he looked at Zhou Mu and asked, "Your Highness, what do you think?"

Zhou Mu shook his head.

Professor Wang sighed and said, "This person is really good, what are you doing torture the corpse? What kind of grudges are you?"

"Xu Zhizhi, come here!" Zhou Xiru picked up a box of silver flowers and bird patterns on the ground and handed it to him, "Does it look like it?"

Xu Zhiyi took the Misinian flower and bird pattern box and looked at it, nodded, and said, "Is it definitely the same jewelry box created by a craftsman?"

Zhou Xiru said: "What should have been taken away from inside?"

"Aru, what are you talking about?" Ming Wei came over and asked.

"Sister Mingwei, what is the Misynthetic Flower and Bird Pattern Jewelry Box you originally placed outside for?" Zhou Xiru asked.

"Jewelry box?" Ming Wei was stunned and smiled, "Since you call it a jewelry box, I think it's just a jewelry box?"

Zhou Xiru shook her head.

"Isn't it? Then I don't know. I'm not an archaeologist, you are professionals." Ming Wei said.

"That's your thing." Zhou Xiru said.

"Baby Aru, we are not kidding. I was buried in the coffin alive. Where can I have my things?" Mingwei smiled bitterly, "This... would you ask your highness?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Mu said, "I look familiar to this jewelry box, and it seems that I have seen it somewhere?"

As he said that, he couldn't help but pound his head.

"Your Highness, please ask for a question." Professor Wang had already cleaned up all the things in the coffin and spread the broken and rotten brocade quilt, and then he began to carefully restrain the corpse again.

Seeing him restrain his corpse, Zhou Mu hurriedly said, "Professor, what are you going to say? I really don't remember it."

Professor Wang asked Xu Zhizhi for help and said, "Earlier, there were floods on the earth. There were records of floods in China and the West. Natural disasters or man-made disasters?"

Zhou Mu looked at him blankly.

"Don't know?" Professor Wang asked

"It's not a flood..." Ming Wei said suddenly.

"What's the solution?" Zhou Xiru was stunned. Isn't it a flood?

There is a flood disaster recorded in China and the West, and it actually says - it's not a flood?

"Last time Aru told me that water is the mother of life." Mingwei said, "Is that true?"

Zhou Xiru nodded and said, "Water, soil, sunshine... The three mothers of life, because of water, can form an atmosphere, and oxygen can be used to reproduce on the earth."

"According to the origin of species, the earliest form of life was to reproduce in water. Some people even said that people were also creatures in water at first, slowly moving to land."

"Professor, according to Aru's concept, think about it yourself?" Ming Wei said, "At the beginning, due to the vast water, many species were born, but people... were not suitable for survival in such an environment."

Professor Wang nodded and said, "So, what those sages had to do at the beginning was to effectively control the water situation?"

"Um!"

"For ordinary people, this is a very helpless thing. They must rely on the water source to survive. However, once the water floods, they cannot settle down. Therefore, living by chasing water but need to control the flooding of water has become a difficult problem."

"How did Dayu control the flood? What kind of governance method?" Professor Wang asked.

"I'm sorry, I don't know!" Ming Wei shook her head.

"Okay, I'll ask another question-" Professor Wang smiled, "How did Nuwa deal with floods? Blockage?"

Zhou Xiru was helping Si Nan and others to count the burial objects scattered on the ground. When she heard Professor Wang say this, she was stunned.

Yes, in the history of ancient mythology and civilization, Dayu left a great reputation for controlling floods.

But Nuwa repairing the sky is just a legend? Myth?

If myths are in line with history, Nuwa will be the first person to manage floods.

"According to my exploration and research on archaeology, Tianshui... the water of the Yellow River?" Professor Wang asked again, "The birthplace of the Yellow River is called Peacock Lake?"

Zhou Xiru's heart moved, as if something had been connected.

"This is called a peacock, a bird... I think it's been spreading rumors. At the beginning, was it a mysterious bird?" Professor Wang said.

Mingwei shook her head and said, "I really don't know about such a profound question."

"If the sky water that Nuwa wanted to block at the beginning was the Yellow River water, would it be contrary to your opinion?" Professor Wang asked.

"Professor, is there a necessary connection?" Zhou Xiru asked.

Professor Wang sneered: "Aru, don't forget that according to myths and legends, Nuwa's repair of the sky was successful."

Zhou Xiru was stunned. If Nuwa succeeded in repairing the sky, then there would be no Dayu who would control the flood later.

"I thought for a long time that the Great Wilderness Mountain refers to Kunlun Mountain. I collected Kunlun stones, refined them with fire, and then built a dam to block Tianshui." Professor Wang said, "She succeeded, but later, why did the flood flood again? There is only one reason--someone dug the dam again, and the result was that the Yellow River water was flooded..."

"Dayu controls the flood to divert the Yellow River into the sea." Professor Wang said this, sighed softly, and said, "Princess Mingwei, Kunlun... not only you, but Queen Mother of the West, but also the Nuwa who was once."
Chapter completed!