Chapter 147 Chapter 147

In the tomb, in another tomb passage.

A bearded man and a young man were studying the words on the wall.

"The text is very clear. Just as I thought, it is a prayer. We have found the right way. To find the right way to enter the tomb, we should follow the order of the inscriptions. Look, Thor, this text means to worship the gods and hand over tributes to the dead..." The man with the beard took pictures with his camera and kept muttering, "There are also spells, spells for sacrifice, spells for resurrection, and spells for the morning. The first one should be the sacrifice, and then the resurrection... According to this order, we will see the sub-tomb chamber used for sacrifice below."

The young man behind him was responsible for lighting and quietly listened to the old professor's talk.

"Let's go on." Professor with a beard put away his camera and walked forward while observing the words on the wall. "I have studied a lot of ancient Mississippi documents and cemeteries. I know these very well. Remember the paper I discussed with you before, "On the Connection between Ancient Mississippi Mythology and History"? Mythology reflects history, and history confirms mythology. Sacrifice and resurrection are two labels that cannot be skipped when talking about ancient Mississippi. The ancient Mississippi people believed that people would go to another world after death. Oh, everyone in ancient times believed in this."

"In the myths of Yana, there is the underworld. In the religious stories of Silver Country, there is heaven. In China, hell is divided into eighteen layers, and there are six reincarnations." The man with a beard laughed as he spoke. "I like these mysterious legends. They are the most brilliant treasures in the long river of history. The world after death and the soul are the most beautiful imaginations of people in their exploration of life and death. Even until now, many people believe that the soul exists."

"After death, the body will be 21 grams lighter. It is said that this is the weight of the soul." Professor Bearded Man kept muttering. He was a professor at a university in Silver Country and had been working there for many years. Although he has temporarily resigned and is flying around to study ancient civilizations, he can't stop talking once he talks about this kind of topic.

The young man Thor behind him is his student and also his assistant who accompanied Professor Thor to Mississippi to observe the ancient Mississippi tombs and help the professor complete his new archaeological project.

"Professor, isn't your new topic to study China's ancient tombs? Why do you suddenly change to studying the ancient tomb culture of ancient Mississippi?" Thor asked.

The bearded professor waved his hands helplessly: "I also want to study China's ancient civilization, but my application was rejected. Chinese scholars are so xenophobic. I wanted to join their archaeological team and go to a newly discovered ancient tomb, but was rejected."

Thor: ...

Who gave Silver Country a bad reputation in terms of cultural relics?

"Professor, if we just break into the ancient tomb of Mississippi instead of reporting it, won't it cause problems?" Thor still said with some uneasiness.

"What's the problem? I'm an archaeologist, not a tomb robber!" The bearded man turned his head and glared, "I have nothing to take with me except for the photos. Once I find the main tomb and take a look, I'll report it as soon as I get out."

If he reports it now, will he have another chance to visit the ancient tomb? Will he have a chance to observe the words and murals on the walls up close, appreciate the complete funerary objects, and even take a photo of the inscription on the coffin?

He is just a professor with a little fame in the Silver Country, and is unknown internationally. There are too many archaeologists who are more talented and capable than him. If the report is really submitted, there is a 99% chance that he will not be included in the team that develops and protects this ancient tomb.

At most, after the tomb was discovered and reported in newspapers, he would be mentioned as the discoverer.

This kind of false fame is not what he wants. What can make him indulge in it is only the close contact with the traces of ancient civilization.

"You are not allowed to steal anything, understand?" The bearded man warned, "If we don't take anything, we are archaeologists. If we do, we will become tomb robbers."

Thor curled his lips and said, "Professor, I won't touch anything. But you, when you see the burial objects, just don't get so excited that you don't want to leave."

"...It would be great if there were burial objects." The man with the beard was worried. "I see that the marks on the entrance of the cave are very new. It is very likely that this place has been visited by tomb robbers. Alas, those guys only care about money. They don't understand what human heritage is, nor do they understand the true meaning of those burial objects. This is important evidence for studying the living habits of the kings of the ancient Missi Kingdom and studying history and culture..."

As he spoke, the old professor began to mutter to himself again.

Thor had long been accustomed to the professor's neurosis in this regard, and he just followed quietly, looking at the words on the wall curiously. He did not study the ancient Misc language in depth, and could only vaguely recognize the meaning of some words.

The two of them soon arrived at a new fork in the road. The old professor stared at the words on the wall for a long time, pointed in a direction and said, "This way."

Thor followed him.

They had chosen the right path. The tomb passage began to slope noticeably and they were going deeper into the tomb.

Finally, the tomb passage came to an end and came to a spacious room.

This tomb chamber was not small, it was big enough for a classroom, and there were murals on the walls. Thor was attracted by the murals as soon as he entered.

The colors of the murals were a little dim and some of them showed signs of peeling, after all, they had gone through thousands of years. Even so, it was enough for Thor to recognize the content on them.

The first thing you see is a group of brown-skinned people and livestock. The people standing sideways liberate the animal limbs and put them on a plate. Then they kneel down and place the animal's head and internal organs on the plate as a tribute.

Further ahead, a woman stands with one hand extended forward, as if to receive something.

Behind it is a painting of a group of people standing or sitting, making a human-shaped coffin.

Thor had seen this kind of picture in many documents about the ancient Mexi Kingdom, so he was not surprised, but the content of the murals behind it was a bit strange.

There were many human limbs painted on it, an arm, an arm, and what looked like dirty parts, scattered in different areas. Then in the center of the picture was a man with his hands crossed in front of his chest and his eyes closed.

Further back, there is a woman standing behind the coffin, her hands raised to the sky and a circle above her head.

"Professor, what do these mean?" Thor looked at the bearded professor, "Is this the resurrection ceremony you mentioned? It seems a little different."

The old professor didn't say anything, but squatted in the corner of the tomb with his back to Thor.

"Professor?" Thor walked over and wanted to pat the old professor on the shoulder.

Before his hand fell, the old professor suddenly stood up and turned to look at Thor.

"Let's go, Thor." The bearded man said in a low voice, "Let's get out of here first."

"Leaving? Where to?" Thor walked to the professor doubtfully and looked at the corner of the wall he had faced before. Just this one look made him break out in a cold sweat. At this moment, a skinny man was leaning against the corner, and he looked like he had been dead for a long time.

But what was even more terrifying was that there was a hole in the man's abdomen, revealing an empty space inside. The man's internal organs were gone, as if they had been taken away by something.

"Professor, is this man... a grave robber?" Thor asked in a low voice.

The bearded man nodded and pulled Thor back to the original tomb passage, but the next second, a stone slab fell with a bang, blocking the return passage.

"Professor? What's going on?" Thor was shocked. "Is there a trap here? Did we step into a trap?"

Beads of sweat began to appear on the professor's forehead. He wiped his forehead and said, "We didn't fall into a trap. I know exactly what kind of traps there would be in the ancient Mixi tombs. This shouldn't be there. We are walking on the same path where the tomb owner was buried. There shouldn't be this kind of trap here..."

"I can't be wrong!" the professor's voice suddenly rose and he shouted, startling Thor.

"Professor, I want to know more about how the man whose internal organs were hollowed out became like this." Thor said in a hoarse voice.

The professor raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the tomb: "I think that's the reason."

Thor raised his head along with the professor, and his eyes widened in fear when he saw several black cats appearing at the top of the tomb.

Black cats are indeed very agile. They are good at using their claws and excellent jumping ability to climb walls and run across rooftops, but I have never heard that they can stand upside down on the ceiling.

No cat's eyes can emit green light. Not the kind of reflected cold light, but the real green light that serves as a light source.

Weird!

Thor immediately had this idea in his mind. After the Red Sun, strange events occurred all over the world, but Thor had never encountered one. All his knowledge of strange things came from the Internet and what his friends told him. Because he had to study ancient civilizations with his professor and write papers, and for future work considerations, he didn't even have time to pay attention to strange live broadcasts.

Thor always felt that those things were very far away from him.

But now...

There's probably nothing else that can describe the situation other than weird.

Just when Thor was panicking and didn't know what to do, the black cats above him meowed sharply and rushed down. Their claws and teeth were very long and sharp, which was not something that ordinary cats could achieve.

Thor closed his eyes in fear, and even the professor reluctantly accepted his fate of tragic death.

It was too late to run. Who could be faster than cats, especially some weird cats?

Although there was another tomb passage leading downwards, it was narrow and required great effort to enter, so they had no time to escape inside.

However, the pain they imagined after closing their eyes did not come, but the cats' wailing rang out. The old professor and Thor opened their eyes and saw a brown-skinned man appear in front of them without knowing when, with his back to them, resisting the cats' attack.

"You two are such sharp-tongued little guys." The man turned around and asked with a smile, "Are you all right?"