The further we move forward, the larger the tomb passage becomes. This tomb passage is like a cone, with a small mouth, a narrow middle, and a large bottom. Or perhaps we understand it to be the other way around, with the wider space in front of it opening up.

It is really the beginning of this tomb passage. When you walk to the luxurious tomb passage, lamps begin to appear on the left and right stone walls. These lamps are similar to the immortal fish oil lamps I have seen in the Jurchen tombs of the same period. There are still immortal lamps inside.

When you light the lamp oil and twist it, it will emit a dim light.

"It's strange! Brother, there are no golden wells or traditional vents in the ancient tomb nearby. Why is the air starting to circulate here? Can you smell it?"

"I smell it. The wisdom of ancient people in architecture is much higher than the high-tech buildings we build now. We have to surrender to this. Besides, people never cut corners. Whatever the design drawings are, they will be built.

The buildings we live in are incomparable to the specifications of other people’s shady houses.”

The two of us were still marveling at Manchu's techniques for constructing vaginal holes, when suddenly we heard a voice shouting from the side.

I looked back and saw that this girl's face was green, staring straight at the muddy water beside us. I saw that there seemed to be some kind of animal bones in the muddy water, so I blamed Lanzi for being a big monster.

Have you seen this thing before? But she tremblingly said that it was definitely not an animal bone, it seemed... it seemed like a skull.

Meihui took a closer look with the Tibetan knife, and Lanzi saw it right. The entire tomb passage was very flat, completely paved with pine stone slabs, without any gaps. But for some reason, a puddle of water appeared here.

The water was entangled with mud, and a white skull emerged from the mud. I didn't see it clearly at first glance, because the light was dim and it was not a direct fluorescent lamp. There was a helmet on the skull.

, the oblique shadow just blocked my view.

"Is there someone? Impossible? Did someone come in before us?" I walked over and took a closer look. The skull was wearing a typical soldier's helmet from the front.

Wearing gloves, we removed the mud bit by bit and found that what was lying in the mud turned out to be a complete white skeleton. The bones were covered with armor. This armor had been buried in the mud for an unknown number of years.

, is a Jurchen soldier. We carefully removed the mud, water and dust around him bit by bit, and found that this soldier did not look like an ordinary person. Looking at his figure and the bronze helmet, he must at least be of high quality.

He was carrying a long sword across his body, because the hilt was rusted to death, and there were no patterns or carvings left on the entire blade. His identity could not be identified at all, so it was of little value. He just looked at it and put it down.

But in the end, after peeking at the corpse's skeleton, I finally found some clues. I saw that the general's skeleton seemed to be carved with some kind of pattern, but it was also blown away by the patina, so I took out a small Swiss army knife and bit by bit.

Scrape off the patina, then pour a little gasoline and use a small brush to carefully remove excess mud stains.

What finally appeared in front of us was a flag. We had just seen the yellow flag on the carvings of the big tripod, so we were curious to use the same aesthetics to distinguish the flag. But there were no colors or colors around the flag.

The inlay is just a five-clawed golden dragon drawn separately, and the golden dragon is only analyzed by me. Maybe over time, the patina has turned the golden dragon into blue. No matter how you look at it, you can't tell which flag it belongs to.
Chapter completed!