Luo Yanchen quickly walked to Bai Qingluo and put his arms around her shoulders.
Bai Qingluo suddenly broke away from his hand and ran to the historian, "Are you studying this cemetery? Can you take me to visit it?"
Liu Mingcheng blinked, a little confused, "It's possible, but we haven't developed most of the area yet. You can't move around at will, and it's easy to trigger the cemetery's mechanisms."
This doesn't matter to Bai Qingluo.
As soon as she arrived in the suburbs, she felt that the place was extremely familiar.
It wasn't until I saw the tall epitaph that I suddenly realized it.
This is the tomb she designed for her father.
When her father died of illness, she was away fighting, and she didn't even have time to come back to see her father for the last time.
Her father's body lay dormant for seven days, until she finally made her triumphant return.
She was not buried until she had paid her respects.
This tomb was designed by her father just after he fell ill.
She was still young at that time and did not understand why her father had to design the tomb so early. She also said that her father was in good health and there was no need to design the tomb.
"Your Majesty bestows Qing'er with the title of General to Protect the Country. From now on, Qing'er will fight in many more battles!"
"That's natural! Qing'er will not disgrace the reputation of the Bai family, and will definitely make the Bai family famous!!"
Her father touched her head and said, "That's why we have to do it earlier. If my father dies of illness and Qing'er is still on the battlefield and unable to return home, her father's bones will not be cold."
She didn't believe these words and had a big fight with her father.
But in the end, he listened to his father's words and designed the Bai family's tomb before leaving for the expedition.
I never thought that that time would be the last time I would see my father.
After entering the tomb, Bai Qingluo's nose immediately became sour, and her eyes were blurred with tears.
Her eyes were red, her throat was gulping, and tears were falling down her cheeks.
"What's wrong?!"
Luo Yanchen tilted his head and saw Bai Qingluo's tears, and suddenly became at a loss.
Bai Qingluo quickly wiped her eyes, "It's okay, my eyes were blown by the wind and confused by the sand."
She rubbed her eyes to calm down her ups and downs.
The clumsy rhetoric just now failed to convince Luo Yanchen.
This tomb is airtight, how could it be possible for the dust to rise up and blind the eyes?
He looked down at Bai Qingluo and rubbed his eyes, but did not expose her.
Every time she gets entangled with ancient things, Bai Qingluo's mood becomes uncomfortable.
He quietly held Bai Qingluo's hand and squeezed her palm for a while. His silent comfort made Bai Qingluo look up at him in astonishment.
"I'm here, don't be afraid."
Bai Qingluo's heart trembled violently for a while.
Why... He could sense her uneasiness every time and comfort her at the most appropriate time...
Bai Qingluo's eyes turned slightly red again, and she almost couldn't hold back tears.
Liu Mingcheng had been leading the way and didn't notice what happened behind him.
"We have just started doing archaeological work on this tomb, and there are still many areas that have not yet been developed. The most regrettable thing is that we still haven't found the main tomb."
"The horse-faced skirt comes from the Sheng Dynasty. This is a tomb from the Sheng Dynasty. There should be burial objects of the horse-faced skirt. But we haven't found it yet."
Liu Mingcheng was right. He was indeed buried with a horse-faced skirt, and murals were carved on the walls of the tomb.
The reason they haven't found the burial chamber yet is because the tomb she designed is different from those of the same period.
In order to prevent anyone from being disrespectful to her father, the entire underground chamber was like a maze.
It's hard to find without a map.
However, this was designed by her, so she naturally knows where there are shortcuts.
"Mr. Luo, madam, it's such a pity. I originally wanted you to see the coffin of the owner of the tomb, but our archaeological team hasn't found it yet."
Bai Qingluo broke away from Luo Yanchen's hand and went straight to a wall.
There is a place for an oil lamp on the wall.
Hundreds of years have passed, and now it has long been exhausted and can no longer play its original role.
Bai Qingluo turned the oil lamp slightly.
"Oh ma'am! There are a lot of traps in this cemetery, don't touch them randomly, be careful——"
There was a rumbling sound from the tomb, and the ground began to tremble.
Liu Mingcheng hugged his head in panic, and even Luo Yanchen's face looked a little panicked.
Only Bai Qingluo looked calmly at the wall in front of her.
Under the injection of her eyes, the wall was slowly opened, revealing another world.
It's a tomb.
Liu Mingcheng opened his mouth and didn't react at all.
Even Luo Yanchen was shocked. Unexpectedly, Bai Qingluo opened the main tomb chamber that the archaeologists had been looking for.
"Madam, how did you know this is an institution!"
Liu Mingcheng came to his senses and stopped Bai Qingluo who wanted to enter.
"Madam, it's better not to go in hastily. Generally, this kind of tomb will have mechanisms designed to prevent tomb robbers."
Bai Qingluo just glanced at him briefly, then walked around him and walked in.
This is a tomb she designed herself. She knows better than anyone whether there are any mechanisms in it.
His father specifically told him not to install devices that could attack people in future cemeteries to avoid accidentally injuring people who accidentally intrude.
She did not comply completely, but still complied with her father's request in the main tomb where the coffin was placed.
So there are many burials here, but there are no institutions.
The corners of the tomb are filled with various wooden boxes, and two coffins are placed in the middle of three stone platforms.
Bai Qingluo's tears couldn't help but fall again.
Her hand rested on the coffin, trembling, and all the words were swallowed in her throat.
"Oh my god, I didn't expect that there was actually a horse-faced skirt among the funerary objects this time! This is the first time that it has been proven from somewhere other than history books that the horse-faced skirt is our traditional costume!"
"This is first-hand historical information about the horse-faced skirt!"
Liu Mingcheng's excited language system began to become disordered, and he had no time to pay attention to Bai Qingluo's emotions.
By the time he asked Bai Qingluo why she knew it was a mechanism, Bai Qingluo had already calmed down.
Bai Qingluo smiled and said, "I kept staring at the oil lamp and thought it could turn, so I gave it a try."
Her words almost scared Liu Mingcheng to death.
"Some of the mechanisms were triggered as traps. When the stone wall moved just now, I thought several of us were going to die from it."
"I have to say that Madam, you are really lucky. By chance, you just happened to find the switch of the main tomb!!"
Bai Qingluo raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her smile getting stiffer and stiffer.
There was no way she could stay in this place any longer.
Liu Mingcheng, still immersed in the joy of discovering the tomb, took Bai Qingluo's hand and promised again and again.
"I will write a paper to support your design idea when I get back this time. I just heard from Mr. Luo that Madam, you are suffering from the lack of evidence to prove that your idea comes from traditional costumes. I will publish a paper in an international journal to support you!"