The scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Jie Ye's face replaced the man in the wind and snow.
Chu Mu was a little stunned for a moment, feeling that the man's face seemed to overlap with Jie Ye's.
He unconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to pull Jie Ye's cheek.
But Jie Ye caught him right in the act: "How is it? Are you feeling unwell?"
[He looks so heartless, he must be a fool.]
The man in the picture is so crazy, so different from Jie.
Chu Mu shook his head and threw away the strange thoughts.
"I'm fine." Chu Mu gestured simply, "Tell me the story on the mural."
The feeling of being depended on by his wife made Xie feel a little elated. He threw away the uneasy feeling that had just come to his mind and proudly acted like a teacher.
"These murals generally praise the achievements of the Hidden King."
"But it's strange. Most tomb murals depict the tomb owner from birth, but King Yin's starts directly from when he ascended the throne."
Jie also pointed at the man in red on the mural: "Look, the one wearing the mask is the Hidden King. I don't know if the painter was a realist, but I think from the picture, the Hidden King's figure doesn't look like a god of war, but more like a dancer."
The man in red in the mural has a slim figure, a slender waist, and black hair half tied behind his head. He looks very graceful as he gallops on his horse.
"But this Hidden King must be very ugly, otherwise he wouldn't have to wear a mask."
Chu Mu disagreed: [Isn't it that Prince Lanling wears a mask just because he is so beautiful?]
"Prince Lanling only covers his face when he's on the battlefield. Prince Yin even wears an ugly mask when he's drinking and having fun in the palace. He probably doesn't want to be seen in public."
Chu Mu was shocked: [How did the big idiot know that I was thinking about Lanling King? ]
Jie Ye pinched his thigh secretly with one hand, frowning in thought and pretending to be deep: "Could it be that he is cosplaying Lanling Prince? But the Great Xia Dynasty is older than Lanling Prince's time, so who is cosplaying who?"
Chu Mu smiled: [So the big guy was just guessing. I thought he could hear my thoughts! ]
"I'm completely lost. Jie isn't a psychic, so how is this possible?"
The release was changed to pinching, and it was quite difficult to endure - my little mute, so cute! !
"Ahem," Xie Ye cleared his throat and continued looking at the mural. "King Yin's life is so monotonous. All he does is fight. War Machine? Huh?"
Jie also pointed at the mural and asked: "Why does this man in black have no face?"
Chu Mu then looked over and found that starting from the fourth mural, a man in black appeared next to King Yin.
The place where the man's face should have been was scraped off with a knife, making him look like a faceless man.
"This was scraped off after the mural was completed, right?" Jie also touched it carefully. "Who came here to scrape it off?"
For some reason, Chu Mu subconsciously thought of the man who carved the word "regret" with a knife with his bare hands.
"ah!"
Jie Ye suddenly exclaimed.
"Little mute, I know now, this faceless man is the hidden king's male favorite!"
In the mural, the king in red and the tall man in black are riding the same horse, eating the same food and poultry, just like a pair of mandarin ducks.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this male favorite is not bad. He knows how to protect the Hidden King from assassins."
In the sixth mural, the Hidden King seemed to have been attacked and fainted on the edge of a cliff.
The man in black faced a group of cavalry assassins alone. He was very good at martial arts and killed all the attackers by himself.
Just as he was about to leave with the Hidden King in his arms, a killer who was not yet dead on the ground rushed over.
The man in black was already on the verge of exhaustion. He barely managed to push the Hidden King away when he was dragged off the cliff by the assassin.
"So that's how it is," Xie Ye quickly looked at the next few murals, "No wonder King Yin changed from a kind and wise king to a grumpy old man. He must have lost his beloved."
That's not the case.
Chu Mu stared at the mural.
Jie was also a little puzzled: "Little mute, why do you look so serious? What's wrong?"
"These are not facts." Chu Mubi used sign language.
"What? Which one isn't? How did you know?"
Chu Mu slowly shook his head.
He couldn't say.
But he instinctively knew that the story on the mural was false.
Chu Mu looked at the rest of the murals, and the content behind them was nothing more than a description of the luxurious and licentious life of King Yin.
The last one records the origin of this tomb.
[These black mountains really are meteorites. Meteorites this big must have been dropped from an exploding asteroid, right? Why is this planet still safe?]
[The Hidden King occasionally gained the power of ghosts and gods, and could command the underworld soldiers to move rocks into the mountains and carve out temples.]
The shrine is divided into two parts, the west palace, which hangs in the sky and is bound by chains, symbolizing eternal damnation.
The more Chu Mu read, the more confused he became. He even started to wonder if there was something wrong with his profession.
He turned to look at Jie Ye, wanting to get an answer from him.
"How strange," Jie also frowned. "Why would the Yin King arrange his own tomb into a formation that would surely condemn him to eternal damnation? And even curse himself like that?"
Chu Mu read the mural to the end: [That's it? This is the West Palace, what about the East Palace? Why two palaces? Which one is the tomb of the Yin King?]
Jie also squatted down and touched the edge of the mural: "No, this was covered over later!"
? ?
Chu Mu moved closer, almost touching heads with Jie Ye.
Well, not only could he not see it, but Jie also took the opportunity to touch her butt a few times.
"No, no," Jie also checked over, "From the fourth painting onwards, the murals were covered up later!"
So, what Chu Mu said just now about the content of the mural was not true, and he turned out to be right!
Xie Ye opened his eyes wide and said, "Little Mute, you are really amazing! Your professional ability is better than mine!"
Chu Mu pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly and returned his gaze to the mural: Jie Ye, tell me, is this the East Palace or the West Palace?
"West Palace, right? Didn't Monk Tianyuan say this is the west bank of the Yellow Spring Beach..."
Jie seemed to have guessed something and his expression became complicated.
"Hidden King—you wouldn't curse yourself, would you? Unless the master here is not the Hidden King."
Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
[I didn't expect that the big guy had the same idea as me.]
This Xigong Tomb is more like a cover to attract people.
Just like those murals that have been covered and modified.
The real tomb of King Yin should be the East Palace mentioned in the mural.
"They say a cunning rabbit has three burrows. This Hidden King even has to create several dubious tombs... Doesn't that mean this one is empty? Even an empty tomb is so grand."
【wrong.】
Chu Mu shook his head again.
[Perhaps, the builder of this place was not King Yin himself, and there is indeed a person buried in the tomb?]
——“Ahhh!”
A short scream interrupted their thoughts.
It’s Lin Zhao.
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