Chu Mu didn't want to hear his "but".
Because he knew too well what shocking things could come out of Jie Ye's mouth.
He raised his arm to signal "stop."
He shook off Jie Ye and walked towards the door leading to the inner room.
"here it is?"
Jie Ye followed closely behind Chu Mu, peeking into the inner room through the gap between his shoulders.
“There are so many murals.”
The room in front of me was spacious, but there was nothing in it.
Yet it doesn’t feel empty.
Because all four walls of this room are painted with exquisite murals.
There were eternal lamps burning on the pilasters, so even without light coming in, the room was as bright as a hall.
"Little Mute, the ancients loved to record stories on murals, especially murals inside tombs, which are often related to the tomb owner."
When it comes to profession, the solution becomes serious.
"Come with me, I'll tell you everything."
Xie also walked around the room very skillfully and accurately found the first mural.
"As an emperor who only appears in unofficial history and legends, King Yin's life was definitely quite fascinating."
Jie also noticed that Chu Mu was a little interested, so he picked out the key points and told him.
"Daxia is called the Lost Dynasty for the same reason. I'm puzzled. Why hasn't a single authoritative word been left in history for such a prosperous ancient dynasty?"
As Chu Mu listened to Jie Ye's muttering, a picture quickly flashed before his eyes -
The sky is filled with paper money and the whole court is in mourning.
On the solemn street, a man walked slowly with a sword in hand.
His hands were covered in blood, and corpses were left everywhere he went.
"...A Chao, your country, your soldiers, your people, and all those who betrayed you, I will kill them all today, hahahaha..."
"There will be no more Da Xia. I've burned everything, everything that's tied you down! Gone! All gone... Ah Chao, you're free."
After the wild laughter, the man whose face could not be seen held a sword across his neck:
"And me, the dumbest blind man in the world."
sand--
Blood dripped into the snow, and there was a lifeless silence.
…
"Little mute?"
The anxious call was right next to his ears, and Chu Mu shuddered and came back to his senses.
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