e-booksonline Chapter 118 Thousand-Headed Cauldron!
Chapter 118 Thousand-Headed Cauldron!
On the portrait, there are many triangular lines in the shape of Chinese characters, which is very simple.
"What the hell is this painting about?"
Many people in the live broadcast room stared for a long time, and couldn't help asking questions.
"This is..."
Seeing this scene, Su Shishi and the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help being a little puzzled.
"This is a military tent."
Qin Feng glanced at the word-shaped lines.
"Military account?"
Hearing Qin Feng's words, everyone couldn't help being a little surprised.
"Portraits of military tents, I've seen them before..."
"But...he's too sloppy, isn't he?"
Many viewers in the live broadcast room complained.
Indeed, most of the "army tents" on these portraits use only three strokes, which look like the word "person".
"It's really rudimentary."
In the conference room, Sun Dong stared at the portrait on the screen, and couldn't help but turn around, without looking up, to Elder Qian: "Is this really a mural made by Xixia painters?"
"It seems that it is not as good as the children's picture..."
Hearing this, Mr. Qian shook his head slowly, with a serious expression on his face.
"Qin Feng's judgment is correct, this is indeed Xi Xia's painting."
"During the Xixia period, the painting style of ancient China changed, from realism to freehand brushwork, and the lines changed from complex to simple, just like landscape paintings, with just a few strokes to outline the general appearance.
"Painters all follow the law of resemblance in spirit rather than resemblance in shape."
Qian Lao said.
"This painting is simple and simple, with only a few strokes, but it can outline the expression. It seems that it should be the work of a senior painter in the Xixia court.
These words made everyone stunned.
"It turned out to be like this..."
Meanwhile, in the cave.
After hearing Qin Feng's explanation, Su Shishi suddenly nodded, followed her gaze to the portrait on the stone wall, and suddenly stretched out her finger.
"This...should be a fence?"
Su Shishi blinked her eyes, and asked tentatively.
Looking along the direction Su Shishi pointed to, there are a few thick lines surrounding the barracks with many simple lines, enclosing these barracks.
"Um."
Qin Feng nodded slightly, and couldn't help but glance at Su Shishi with admiration.
Su Shishi learns things really fast!
Immediately, he continued to pick up the smokeless stick and probe forward.
Against the background of the flames emitted by the smokeless stick, the portraits on the stone wall in front are gradually revealed.
There are still barracks drawn in simple strokes, but they are extremely numerous and very dense.
Roughly estimated, there are nearly dozens of...
And outside these barracks, there are many Xixia soldiers in gilt armor that I have seen.
It's just that they all faced the west side strangely, and fell to their knees on the ground!
"This is..…"
"what's the situation?"
"Why did the soldiers kneel down? Could it be that Emperor Xixia Jing is in the barracks?"
In the live broadcast room, many viewers who understood the portrait asked with some doubts.
With doubts, Qin Feng frowned slightly, and continued to reach forward.
To everyone's surprise, this barracks mural is very long, and all of them are all soldiers kneeling on the ground facing the west side in unison. "
Seeing this scene, Elder Qian in the meeting room was even more startled.
"What happened? Old Qian."
The assistant Xiao Cang at the side noticed that Mr. Qian's expression was abnormal, so he asked.
"This mural... is really weird.
Mr. Qian stared at the screen for a long while before he sighed and said.
"In Xixia, this kind of freehand painting generally draws less and refers to more. A very small number of paintings can represent many people. Two tents and three figures in the army can basically be counted as hundreds of people..."
"This is the portrait... It's the first time I've seen so many barracks and Xixia soldiers..."
Old Qian murmured.
"Could it be that... the soldiers in those portraits imply a force of hundreds of thousands of people?"
Sun Dong was also taken aback.
"I'm afraid so."
Mr. Qian was silent for a long time before slowly nodding his head, with a bit of suspicion on his face.
In the cave, after Qin Feng probed forward for 5 meters, the murals changed:
In the mural, there is obviously a huge Qingshi ladder, and some light meal patterns enshrined by Xixia are painted on both sides...
And at the top of the Qingshi Stairs, there is actually a big tripod with three legs and two ears, and below it, there is a pile of firewood, burning blazingly.
"This is?"
Everyone who saw the portrait was stunned.
"This is the utensil used by the Xixia royal family for sacrifices. I have seen it in National Geographic magazine."
Many barrages spoke out to explain the confusion.
"It turned out to be like this..."
The audience was stunned for a while.
However, in the next second, as the smokeless stick illuminated the entire cauldron, everyone's eyes widened suddenly.
……ask for flowers…
In the huge tripod, there are actually many small heads, densely packed, almost covering the entire tripod tripod!
"vomit"
Seeing this scene, Su Shishi felt nauseous and almost vomited.
Even Qin Feng frowned.
These heads are different from the previous thick lines, they are very finely drawn, and many of them look very immature...
"They're all the heads of babies."
Qin Feng said slowly.
Everyone couldn't help but gasped.
"Is he...too perverted?"
"Take the baby's head and boil it..."
"So many heads... there are at least a few hundred babies!"
"No, I'm too disgusting!"
"Is this a sacrifice of the Xixia tribe? Mr. Qian, that's too cruel."
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In the conference room, Mr. Sun turned his head and couldn't help asking.
There was also a bit of shock on Qian Lao's face, and he slowly shook his head after a long time.
"I have been archaeological for so many years, and I have never heard of this kind of priest..."
"Although there were head rewards and mass graves in ancient wars...but most of them were war soldiers."
"It stands to reason that only ancient witchcraft would use babies as sacrifices. However, it is the first time to see these Xixia people doing sacrifices at one time.
Elder Qian couldn't help asking questions.
Meanwhile, in the cave.
Qin Feng stared at the top of Qian Ren's head for a while, then looked to the sides again.
On the huge Qingshi platform, there are several soldiers standing on both sides, holding a baby in their hands, and holding a long sword in the other hand, cutting off their heads...
A soldier has already cut off his head and is about to throw it into a giant tripod...
It was too bloody and cruel!
Qin Feng frowned slightly, and looked to one side.
In front of the Qingshi platform, a slender figure wearing a long robe and a pheasant feather on his head caught the eye.
It is sitting on a huge Qingshi chair, looking at the tripod tripod in front, its face looks extremely strange...
And around it, there are 12 different beasts hovering obediently at its feet.
Below it, all the soldiers knelt down on the ground one after another, showing great respect and loyalty.
"This is..."
Seeing this scene, Mr. Qian and Mr. He in the conference room shrank their pupils instantly, their faces full of shock.
"Isn't this just... the sacrificial portrait on the Xixia silk script that was unearthed earlier?"