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Chapter 28 Murals
After walking for about 10 minutes, Cao Ya stepped out of the passage.

He didn't actually take that long, but considering that the others didn't have his speed, he slowed it down.

At the end of the gap is a lot of rubble. After walking out, even in the dark, Cao Ya is clearly visible.

This should be a relatively spacious place in the entire mountain crack, about the width of four or five small buns, about one and a half basketball courts in length, and the bottom is full of large and small gravel, all of which are given when this crack is formed. torn apart by geological activity.

Wu Xie, Fatty, and the bottle of stuffy oil also came out. Without Cao Ya's vision, the bottle of stuffy oil shot out several light sticks and threw them around, and the warm yellow light illuminated the whole place.

Fatty expanded the aperture of the flashlight, looked around, and said, "It's strange, there are even murals here. It seems that we are not the first people to come here."

Cao Ya swept it. There are indeed large colorful murals on the cracked mountain wall, but the preservation of the murals is very poor, the color is dim, and the pattern on it can barely distinguish the situation similar to the flying of the goddess.

In addition to the frescoes, among the rubble, there are several small hot spring eyes, all of which are shallow, but steamy, indescribable temptation in the eyes of the tired crowd.

Going further inside, the gap gradually closed until it turned into a small gap that was two people wide. It went into the depths of the rock, and hot air was blown from the gap from time to time. Wu Xie was still there to take a picture of it with a flashlight.

Everyone exchanged opinions and believed that there was no need to go in again. This is already a good place to avoid the blizzard and spend the night.

The fat man tested it, and there was no big problem with the air. When the wind lamp for long-lasting lighting was turned on, the light seemed to be a little warm.

After a while, Monk Hua and Lang Feng arrived and approached Chen Pi A Si to discuss the written words.

The atmosphere calmed down, Fatty and Ye Chengcheng took out cigarettes and started smoking.

Cao Ya originally wanted to go deeper, but seeing everyone looking tired, he was better off stuffing the oil bottle. After thinking about it, he also sat down, not in a hurry.

Anyway, Genting Tiangong has been in this place for hundreds of years, and it is not bad for a while.

And the bronze door and the things behind the door have a history of thousands of years.

Although there was still Aning's team, they obviously couldn't get into the bronze gate.

It doesn't matter if you go in. It doesn't matter if Cao Ya goes in front or back. Anyway, he decided to search for it.

If there is something good.

Nothing good is ruined.

"It" and the Wang family's plan, Cao Ya is holding a destructive mentality.

It was really bad when I read the book.

Ye Cheng took out the compressed can, threw it into the hot spring water and distributed it to everyone.

Everyone ate happily, the wind and snow were shouting outside, there was a lot of heat inside, and there was cooked food to enjoy, and suddenly felt that this was a great enjoyment in life.

Cao Ya took the can and ate it in a few mouthfuls.

In fact, he may not eat, but the taste is good, and it is also a pleasure to eat.

After gaining strength, it's okay to be an ascetic once in a while, but you can't treat yourself badly.

After eating and drinking, and resting for a while, everyone went to see the murals.

"This place is very obviously formed naturally, and the space is narrow. Why do you want to paint murals here? What's the use?" Wu Xie asked.

No one could answer his question.

Cao Ya asked, "Have you left?"

"Then let's go back to the slope just now." Fatty said.

Cao Ya waved his hand: "Don't be so troublesome, just punch in from here."

"What?" Fatty thought he had heard it wrong, and called in?Get in from there?

Don't tell me you're going all the way to Genting Tiangong from this place, right?

Others also looked at Cao Ya in surprise.

They found that Cao Ya had shocked them too much along the way.

Cao Ya's expression was very relaxed. This place is very close to the Nine Dragons Carrying Corpse Coffin. Instead of climbing back up the slope, walking through the Genting Heavenly Palace from the outside to the inside, and experiencing those places where eggs are useless, it is better to go in directly from here.

The depth of this gap leads directly to the core of the Genting Heavenly Palace - the nine dragons carrying the corpse coffin of the King of Dongxia!

The bronze gate that Cao Ya targeted was also at this location.

Anyway, he definitely won't go back.

Although the dangers of Genting Tiangong are not worth mentioning to him, why is it necessary to waste time to go through it?
"Don't worry, let's see what the murals are about first." Chen Pi Asi asked Monk Hua to help him up to watch the murals.

Cao Ya said that it doesn't matter, he has already arrived at the place, and it doesn't matter to wait.

He saw that everyone was very interested in these murals.

After all, people who deal with antiquities, even tomb robbers, are always very interested in murals and reliefs, which carry a lot of information.

Everyone gradually walked over and looked at the murals.

Cao Ya sat on the spot and took out a can of hot food to eat, while paying attention to the murals.

However, there is not much information on the frescoes. Most of the frescoes of the goddess Feitian are on the ornate court or ritual vessels. They just show a beautiful scene of singing and dancing, and they have no practical significance.

Most of the fresco fragments here are of this kind. Here are people who climbed out of the ancient tomb. After seeing more, they lost interest at first sight.

"There is another layer inside." Cao Ya reminded that the murals of Tiannv Feitian are just a cover up, and there is a layer of murals inside, which is what has practical significance.

He wasn't interested in these murals, but that didn't mean he wasn't even willing to remind them.

One more layer?Cao Ya didn't even come over to take a closer look, how did he know?Guess what?

A group of people were startled.

Fatty suddenly clicked his tongue, stretched out his thumb, and began to peel off the mural with his fingers.

The crowd gathered around, and sure enough, in the corner of the mural where Fatty peeled off, there was a piece of composition that was obviously different from the one on the side, and the painting was different, but this place was very inconspicuous. If it wasn't for Cao Ya's reminder, Fatty's eyes Sharp, absolutely invisible.

"There are really two floors?" Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but turn to look at Cao Ya. Did they find it so far away?

They were right next to each other and didn't notice.

This is obviously a situation caused by someone repainting a fresco and covering the original fresco.

"Don't just look at it." The fat man cried, and continued to scrape with his fingers, and some bright colors began to appear in the places he scraped.

Wu Xie, Pan Zi, Ye Cheng, Lang Feng and Monk Hua all scratched the murals with their fingers, but Chen Pi A Si, Duan You Ping and Shun Zi did not move.

Chen Pi A Si's brows were tightly wrinkled, and the surface layer did not seem to have completed all the processes, so they could simply wipe off the color by just scratching, otherwise, if the complete steps were followed, the murals in the Tang Dynasty would be covered on the outside. Apply a special clear coat, which protects the fresco like a varnish, making the color less prone to fading and peeling.

"Since there is a layer of murals to cover it up, it means that someone wanted to cover up something, but the murals of Tiannv Feitian on the surface of this layer...why haven't they been completely done?"

(End of this chapter)