Nothing is absolute in this world.
Before meeting John Woo, Lin Fan had no idea that there was such a thing as a special affairs agency in the world.
Not to mention the distant ones.
Just two days ago, before seeing that red figure on the subway, Lin Fan had always believed that those indescribable things only existed in works of art, and were all things in her imagination...
But can I destroy my own prestige at this time?
Definitely not!
Lin Fan silently chanted "All the best" in his heart, and easily cleared the blocked rubble like a knife cutting tofu.
This time, she did not transform back immediately, but walked forward for a long distance, making sure that there was no place where Xingchen would be needed in the short term before she retreated from the mecha.
Wu Yusen had already buckled her scabbard around his waist for convenience. Lin Fan was too lazy to take it back.
Anyway, the person was right next to me, so there was no big difference between taking it from behind him and from behind my waist. I just took the jacket and put it on.
You have to wear something. It's still a bit cold underground.
"It feels different in here than outside." After walking for about ten minutes, Lin Fan said while looking at the bricks under his feet.
Although the passage outside was also square at first, it was neat and spacious without any decoration.
Here, the ground beneath his feet was made up of countless small stone bricks, and it was obviously much more refined than the previous ground.
"More than that, look." Sister Xu called out while standing by the wall.
When they walked over, they saw that there were murals carved on the wall.
this……
While Lin Fan was carefully identifying the contents of the mural, Wu Yusen ran to the opposite wall to take a closer look and said, "There's one here too."
Not only are there paintings, but there are also some decorative patterns on the corners, dividing the murals into pieces.
Although the carving technique is relatively simple and difficult to understand, compared to the outside, it is obvious that a lot of manpower and material resources have been spent here, and it can be considered a fine decoration.
"Hiss..." Lin Fan frowned slightly and asked Sister Xu, "Are you sure this isn't a tomb?"
Why are they becoming more and more alike?
"This part does look somewhat similar, but the front is definitely not in the standard style..." Sister Xu pondered, "From my perspective, the inside and outside of the door might not have been the work of the same person."
"A tomb within a tomb?" John Woo adjusted the camera on his glasses, and the abstract murals were captured one by one.
"It's hard to say whether it's a tomb or not," Sister Xu shook her head slowly, "but the one inside should have come first, and then the one outside..."
"Let's say, is it possible that someone didn't follow the rules when they were doing something?" Lin Fan asked. "Or maybe later on, for some reason, they ran out of manpower, so the outside looks a bit rough?"
"Probably not," Wu Yusen replied. "Although the passageway isn't decorated in a very sparse manner, the traps and mechanisms were carefully designed, not to mention the illusionary world over there with Sister Xu. It's definitely not the result of a poorly finished project."
Lin Fan thought about it and agreed.
"There's no point in speculating about these things now. Let's just keep going." Sister Xu stared at the abstract mural for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. She had no choice but to give up and told the others to keep going.
Going further, the "fine decoration" changed again. The stone walls on both sides began to return to their natural form, and then there were rocks and trees.
Lin Fan touched the stone-carved tree, its branches and flowers appearing lifelike. He exclaimed in disbelief, "Is this the best craftsmanship can achieve now?"
No one knows when these things underground came from or how long they have been buried.
But looking at the structures in the tunnel, it's clear they aren't recent. At least when the tunnel was built, it was still the age of cold weapons.
It’s not that she looks down on ancient craftsmanship.
However, it is undeniable that due to the limitations of technology, craftsmanship, and some other factors, ancient construction techniques were indeed not so refined to a large extent. In fact, in many cases, they could even be considered crude.
At least this is true when it comes to stone carving.
But the stone trees and stone flowers before her broke her inherent ideas.
If you told her someone cast a spell to petrify living things, she would believe it too...
Wait, this isn't magic, is it?
Lin Fan followed Sister Xu and moved forward little by little.
If seeing the stone tree surprised her, then after seeing the stone table, stone benches, stone pavilion... a garden entirely made of stone, Lin Fan was completely stunned.
"This..." Lin Fan swallowed his saliva, the shock in his heart was beyond words.
"Is this kind of scene common?" John Woo was as shocked as Lin Fan.
There is no water in the stone pond, but there are lotus flowers and fish hanging in the air.
Sister Xu shook her head.
She had never seen such realistic stone sculptures in a tomb before. It was simply...
"It seems to have restored a real-life scene." Lin Fan murmured.
So this must be a tomb? If not, why would such a laborious scene exist underground?
The three of them calmed down and continued forward.
Following the stone path and passing through the stone garden, they saw the stone fence and the stone hut.
The house looks like an adobe and thatched house, but it is solid and does not look like a shoddy construction that would collapse at the slightest blow. Instead, it has a solid and heavy feel.
The door of the house was open, and the three of them could see inside if they walked a little closer.
The low table and bed, the screen and cups... the furnishings in the room looked simple, yet exquisite...
"What era is this from?" Lin Fan asked.
Looking at the whole room, the most striking thing is the lack of chairs. The table is also a low table, the kind you sit cross-legged on the floor.
If she remembered correctly, chairs seemed to have existed since the Han Dynasty, though they were the kind without legs.
The cups and plates on the table also seemed to be of an ancient style, with rough edges, like they were made of clay...
But if you were to say it was crude, it seemed to have everything it needed, nothing was missing...
"Judging from the furnishings in the house, it should be from before the Qin Dynasty," Sister Xu said. "During the Xia, Shang, Zhou, and Warring States periods, industrial development wasn't that advanced, and pottery was popular back then."
"How could such intricate stone carvings be carved with the underdeveloped industry back then?" Lin Fan looked at the other objects, which were obviously many times more refined than the pottery bowls and basins, and felt indescribably strange in his heart.
"Is it possible... that these things were petrified?" Wu Yusen asked, "Like Medusa, petrified instantly?"
There are many strange things happening in the Special Affairs Office, so this kind of thing is not surprising.
After hearing this, Sister Xu frowned. "It's not impossible, but petrifying such a large area isn't easy. If your guess is true, then the person who caused this must be no ordinary person."
People with this ability are undoubtedly feared.
Why would such a fearsome person be petrified here?
Is he sealing himself in here? Or is he sealing the person he fears in here?
How could such a person be a good person to deal with if he could make such a person afraid of him?
Sister Xu was unsure and felt that the danger of the mission had increased exponentially.
But should we retreat now?
Impossible.
The mission has already progressed to this point. It is impossible to withdraw based on speculation without seeing any danger.
Domain problems always need to be solved. It doesn’t matter if it’s them or other colleagues.
Sister Xu squeezed the little chrysanthemum tightly in her hand, then thought about the destructiveness of the stars, calmed down her mind, and greeted.
"Let's go!"
Let me tell you, it took me a long time to figure this out. It wasn't easy.
It's not easy for a failed author, haha. My dears, come and give some encouragement.
