Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

"What's wrong?"

I followed Mu Zi's gaze and landed on one of the murals.

These murals seem to tell the same story and can be connected into a complete story.

The first painting is a scene of a group of soldiers guarding a city wall fighting in the desert, resulting in numerous casualties. Next, there is a monk walking in the desert, with many camels behind him.

Finally the monk entered the city wall.

Everyone believed in him and was respected as a distinguished guest, preaching and praising the Buddha.

But it seems that a few people rioted, stole the scriptures, and killed many people. Even the monk's life was threatened.

Those few people snatched one of the scriptures and fled in a hurry, but they were captured in the desert.

All five people were sentenced to death.

Their heads were chopped off, and their bodies were all left under the tower to be fed to wild beasts.

However, the next day, everyone's bodies were missing. Everyone thought that the wild beasts had really moved them away, so they didn't care.

In the next few days, I listened to Buddhist scriptures. Only the monk looked a little unhappy and slightly worried.

Sure enough, on the fifth day, suddenly, several mysterious people broke into the camp and killed several people, five of them. The five intruders looked a little unnatural.

They are actually...

The thieves who were beheaded.

It actually came back to life, and everyone panicked and fled in all directions.

The monk didn't seem to be afraid. He stood on the city wall and observed the scene carefully, with a sad look on his face.

Those people seemed to be invulnerable, and their necks seemed to be sewn together with lines.

Seeing this painting, Mu Zi and I felt our hearts tense and looked at each other.

A chill ran through his body.

"Look at what's behind..."

I struggled to squeeze out a few words.

The next few paintings tell the story of the outcome of this strange incident.

The monk stepped forward and recited a sutra, and the thieves' heads fell instantly. Their bodies were burned by the general. The fire burned for three days and three nights before they were completely reduced to ashes.

Only then did everyone's hearts calm down a little.

Everyone bowed to the monk.

The monk took back the scripture, but the name of the scripture was not stated in the picture.

A few days later, the general died in battle.

The soldiers carried back the general's body, the monk stood in front of his sarcophagus, and the soldiers knelt on the ground as if begging for something... A few days later, the general's sarcophagus was sealed.

The monk left here.

After that, those soldiers seemed to be praying for something every day, but the expressions on each of their faces also became a little horrified, as if they were waiting for something, and a little worried.

The content inside the mural ends abruptly.

Obviously this was left behind to record events later, and the painting techniques and modeling materials were all masterpieces of the Tang Dynasty, so these were left by the craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty and more truly reflected the situation at that time.

"What does this mean?"

Mu Zi frowned.

"Those who have risen from the dead..."

I muttered, "Did something like this really happen in history?"

"If these records are true, then it must have happened." Mu Zi nodded.

"It's really incredible."

Now that we think about the incident involving the old woman that we personally experienced, we still feel frightened and feel numb.

Of course, these things have happened in history. Generally, they cannot be explained by current human science, but that does not mean that they do not exist. Naturally, they cannot be explained by ghosts.

In ancient China, because science was underdeveloped, these things were recorded as theories of ghosts and gods.

This is generally not recorded in official history.

For example, there is an unofficial history that records the story of head-changing, which happened during the Han Dynasty.

It is unknown whether such medical skills and miracles existed at that time.

"The general's sarcophagus..."

I stared at the sarcophagus, "Look, in the last painting, everyone's eyes seem to be expecting something..."

"Yes, maybe praying that the general would live like those people."

Mu Zi replied.

"However, this is not the case, otherwise there would really be records of people coming back to life."

"That's right."

"Failed."

"Did you notice that book?"

I looked at the book the monk was holding.

"Perhaps, there are unknown secrets in the scriptures." I explained, "For example, it can allow people to survive after their heads are screwed off."

"this……"

Mu Zi seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

"Open the sarcophagus and take a look."

Mu Zi suddenly spoke.

Suddenly, I felt as if there were countless eyes staring at us in the entire stone room. At this moment, I felt my scalp numb.

The eyes of those stone statues looked particularly weird. I even saw the monk's eyes, staring straight at me, as if they were about to come to life in the next moment.

I walked over carefully and picked up a spear on the ground. Although it was rusty, it was still able to pry open the sarcophagus in front of me.