The short video shows the ancient times, and the emperors cried with envy!

Chapter 823: The tattoo corresponds to the letter, the reversal is too awesome! Zhang Qiling, who are you?

[During the decryption process, they encountered various unexpected crises. ]

[The sudden earthquake caused the underground palace to collapse and the water level of the underground river continued to rise. ]

[In the process of brushing shoulders with death, Wu Xie gradually approaches the truth about his uncle's disappearance. ]

[All this is related to an ancient civilization. The existence of the bronze tree challenges their understanding of history. ]

[Especially in the deepest part of the underground palace, they discovered an underground world beyond imagination. ]

【Everything there is telling a shocking truth. 】

[Faced with numerous crises, the relationship between team members is also quietly changing. 】

[When escaping from the underground palace, they were ambushed by a mysterious organization. ]

[In the melee, Wu Xie accidentally found a torn piece of letter paper. ]

[Third Uncle's handwriting can be vaguely seen on it, and the words "Bronze Tree Project" are also mentioned.]

[Even more puzzling is that there is a pattern on the back of the letter that is extremely similar to the tattoo on Zhang Qiling's wrist.]

[When they finally broke out and took a short break in the camp, Wu Xie received an encrypted letter from his uncle.]

[The letter mentioned that the bronze tree is actually a key that can open a passage left by an ancient civilization.]

[And that mysterious organization seems to have been looking for this key in order to open a place that may change human history. ]

[Even more disturbing is that unidentified dark figures often appear near the camp.]

[Several times at night, Wu Xie heard strange metallic collision sounds coming from afar.]

[Zhang Qiling's behavior became increasingly strange at this time. He often went out alone late at night and came back with inexplicable bloodstains on his clothes.]

[While sorting out the cultural relics brought out from the underground palace, Wu Xie discovered a surprising detail. ]

[The patterns on several bronze artifacts were connected to form a map. ]

[And the end of the map pointed to the legendary city of evil spirits. ]

[This discovery made Wu Xie realize that their adventure was far from over and the real challenge had just begun.]

Barrage:

——"The tattoo corresponds to the letter? This is such a twist. Who are you, Zhang Qiling?"

——"The bronze tree is actually the key? This setting is even more outrageous than a science fiction movie!"

——"The earthquake happened at such a coincidence that I felt someone was manipulating it"

——"That underground world was definitely built by ancient aliens. I have already imagined the scene in my mind."

——"So who captured Uncle San? Or did he hide away to dig up big news?"

……

The ancient people of the mid-Ming Dynasty gathered in front of the sky curtain, and were fascinated by the underground palace exploration.

"This Bronze Tree Project sounds even more exciting than the stories in the novels."

"I'm afraid Zhang Qiling's martial arts are even more powerful than the martial arts masters described by our storytellers."

"I have never heard of such a strange place in the world."

"Are these explorers crazy? They are willing to sacrifice their lives for a few treasures."

Looking at the various strange phenomena in the sky, some people can't help but think of the monsters and demons rumored in the market.

Although local governments have banned the discussion of gods and monsters in recent years, what we see before our eyes makes people unable to help but believe it.

Especially the legend of the city of evil spirits, which makes people feel cold.

Many people secretly speculated that if such an adventure happened to them, they would not even have the courage to step into the underground palace.

It is true that those wandering Taoists often say that there is always someone better than you. Today I see that it is true.

The danger of the underground river and the mystery of the ancient civilization make people yearn for it but also feel lingering fear.

……

The Tang Dynasty plane.

There was a gentle evening breeze in the hall. Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, sat in front of the canopy, with Zhangsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling standing beside him.

As the candlelight flickered, the shadows of the three people were stretched out very long.

Li Shimin looked at the surging barrage on the sky and pointed at the enthusiastic comments.

"So many people are so keen on tomb robbing." Changsun Wuji heard the worry in the emperor's words.

"We should be prepared for a rainy day. It is really shocking that these explorers were able to crack the mechanism of King Xian's tomb."

"Look at these comments, they are talking with great interest. The ancient tomb is just a game for future generations."

Fang Xuanling stroked his beard and thought: "The design of the bronze tree is quite ingenious. Perhaps we can learn from it."

Li Shimin's eyes flickered: "The mechanism of the tomb of Prince Xian is so complicated, how can my mausoleum be inferior?"

"It is rumored that the Mohist mechanical art has been lost for many years. We can ask the Ministry of Industry to find some skilled craftsmen."

"I remember there was an old craftsman in Taiyuan who was said to be proficient in mechanical engineering."

Chang Sun Wuji echoed, "If we can invite him to design the mausoleum mechanism, it will surely deter those villains from even thinking about it."

Fang Xuanling looked at the rising water level of the underground river in the sky.

"It's not enough to rely on the mechanism alone. It's better to introduce a hidden river into the underground palace. It can prevent theft and ensure that the mausoleum is not affected by underground fire."

"Wonderful!"

Li Shimin slammed the table and stood up.

"Set up a few more misleading traps like the bronze tree. Even if the tomb robbers come in, they will be trapped in the wrong route."

"Your Majesty, I suggest that a backup plan be made during the construction. If someone really breaks into the mausoleum, future generations will be able to track down the truth."

“This reminds me.”

Li Shimin stared at the densely packed ancient characters on the sky.

"We will leave some special marks in the tomb, which only those who understand will be able to understand. Those who have bad intentions will return empty-handed."

……

The Ming plane.

Ming Dynasty Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun, Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao were watching the sky curtain in the side hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The chirping of cicadas outside the hall set off the three people's focused expressions.

"The bronze tree can open the passage to ancient civilizations. This unique design is even more magical than the telescope of my Ming Dynasty."

There was a strange light flashing in Zhu Yijun's eyes.

"In this case, our ancestors were much wiser than we imagined."

"What your Majesty said is absolutely true."

Zhang Juzheng waved the whisk in his hand.

"These explorers can come and go freely in the underground palace, so the design of the mechanisms must follow certain rules."

"Why not let the Ministry of Industry study it? Maybe we can learn from it and apply it to the architecture of our dynasty."

"The water level of this underground river has suddenly risen. Could it be that someone is controlling it from behind?"

Feng Bao stared at the sky intently.

"It would be great if we could master this kind of water conservancy project and use it for our dynasty's water transport."

Zhu Yijun stared at the patterns on the bronze objects in the sky.

"The patterns on these cultural relics contain mysteries, which remind me of the unsolved mysteries in the ancestral tomb. Mr. Zhang, do you think we should send someone to investigate?"

"Your Majesty, please do not be anxious."

Zhang Juzheng looked solemn.

"Instead of risking our lives searching for ancient civilizations, we should put these skills to practical use. For example, we can improve our irrigation system or perfect our military fortifications."

"That's true."

Zhu Yijun looked at the mysterious underground world in the sky.

"It would be a great thing if these mechanical devices could be used by our dynasty."

"Feng Bao, go find some skilled craftsmen who are proficient in mechanics in secret."

Zhu Yijun's mind was no longer on preventing theft in the mausoleum, but on how to use these ancient wisdom for his own benefit and take the Ming Dynasty's craftsmanship to a higher level.

After all, in his opinion, instead of guarding against future tomb robbers, it would be better to try to improve the Ming Dynasty's technology.

(End of this chapter)