Although this mural is not well preserved due to the fracture of the wall, after the cleaning is completed, it is not difficult to see that it seems to be describing a story.
With vermilion as the background, there is a black patch at the break, which seems to be like a dark cloud when a black sandstorm comes.
Below is the outline of the imperial city, and there are many people kneeling on the ground as if they are worshiping something. The pearl on the top of the pyramid-like tower is shining with divine light. There is a man standing at the same height as the tower. What rushed to the sky.
The other pictures can't be seen clearly. In addition, the wall is seriously damaged, and the rest has been severely weathered. Only the middle picture can be left on the wall. According to the width of this wall, there should be more information. It can be understood, it’s a pity, it’s a pity, the painting a thousand years ago is the most mysterious kingdom of Yrel, you can’t take pictures, you can only record it with your eyes and brain, Xiao Wang, who is a good painter, uses a sketch pen to refer to the notebook Paint starts to smear.
"This seems to be Yrel's national code or something? But the person on this painting doesn't look like a king. For such an important ceremony, it should be the national teacher, right? Could it be the national teacher that Sister Tianmiao said? ?" Cheng Luo read it several times and analyzed the data, her tone a little excited. Unconsciously, she had already listened to the story told by Tian Miao as the real history.
Zhou Qiang heard what Cheng Luo said, glanced at her, and looked away again.
Professor Wu looked at the mural again and again, and said slowly: "It is very likely that we will go around and see if we can find anything. Be careful and try not to damage the cultural relics." Professor Wu also did not know. Unconsciously, the story told by Tian Miao is regarded as the real history. And he always felt that there was some connection between Tianmiao and the ancient country of Yrel. But Tian Miao didn't want to admit it, and he couldn't keep asking.
Everyone walked around and found that what was really broken here was only the rotten walls, and there were no valuable documents or other records.
"It's weird. Logically speaking, this is a royal city. Don't their residents have some pots and pans at home? Why do you think that every room here is just like a decoration, all empty shells, a Didn't you see the furniture or utensils?" An assistant raised his chin and asked his question.
Everyone looked carefully, and it was true. In such a prosperous city, it is impossible that there are only empty houses and no people, and there is no life
Yrel was a very prosperous civilization back then, and it should never be.
Another assistant also said: "It's true when you say it. You didn't even find a bowl. Even if you migrate, you won't leave anything behind, right? Why do you think it's weird?"
When Que Qiu heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned to look at Professor Wu and his party.
This imperial city is all empty shells
How could this be
Was it the same last time he came
Why can't he remember
Tianmiao didn't know when he came back.
When Professor Wu saw Tian Miao coming over, he couldn't help but ask her: "I am also a little puzzled. I don't know what Miss Tian Miao has? Why are these imperial cities so strange, without any furniture."
Tian Miao glanced at Zhou Qiang and smiled: "Look more, I believe you will have the answer soon."
(End of this chapter)