I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

The car slowly drove into the village.

Professor Chen Shuo saw that there were already people waiting on the side of the road.

"Here, get out of the car."

A group of middle-aged and elderly people in extra thick clothes had just opened the door and got out of the car, when the chill came straight to the nose, and the white air they exhaled was blown away by the cold wind.

Professor Chen Shuo was the person in charge of the trip. He quickly took off his gloves and shook hands with the waiting staff of the Hami Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau: "Please, comrades."

"Hahaha..." A middle-aged Uyghur man headed by the cultural relics bureau said with a hearty smile: "What kind of trouble is this? By the way, my name is Kuozibayi."

Chen Shuo also quickly introduced: "My name is Chen Shuo, this is Professor Feng, this is..."

At this time, the other two cars gradually stopped, and five or six tall men who looked sharp and unsmiling came down.

They are members of the Anti-Anomaly Commando.

Since the scientific expedition involved extraordinary strength, the general military and police had no experience, so the Bureau of Investigation specially dispatched them to protect the scientific expedition team.

Seeing this battle, the staff of the Cultural Relics Bureau shrank.

Fortunately, their superiors had already greeted them, so they should not ask more questions and do their best to assist, so they just glanced at them and looked away.

"You guys have made the right time." Kuozibayi smiled and said, "The Mazarboha Grottoes were discovered very early, and we have researched the information in it many times, but we haven't been able to find what you want. Information."

"But a few days ago, our maintenance staff cleaned up the gravel on the east side and found two more buried grottoes. Maybe there is something you are looking for."

The scientific expedition team, shrouded in 20 dark clouds, immediately showed surprise.

Originally, they heard that the Mazarboha Grottoes were severely damaged, and they did not report much hope.

But Kuozibayi immediately poured a pot of cold water: "But I have to say in advance that according to the traces on the spot, although these two grottoes were discovered by the official for the first time, they were definitely not the first discovered by the locals."

The unspoken meaning is that the local people in the past have long been "travelling" in it, and there is basically nothing left.

This is also very helpless.

First, in the early years, everyone's legal awareness was weak.

Secondly, the Yan Kingdom has a long history and vast land, leaving countless relics, and the officials have no manpower, energy and financial resources, so they dug them all out and took good care of them.

After all, even a large central city such as Chang'an, which has denser relics and a more developed economy, can only conduct archaeological research until the airport is repaired and the subway is dug, not to mention Hami Province, which is sparsely populated and economically backward.

Thinking of this festival, everyone's mood cooled down a little.

"Comrade Kozibayi, can you please show us the newly discovered grotto?" Professor Chen Shuo calmed down and asked politely.

The latter was a little stunned: "Are you in such a hurry? I also arranged a table of meals for you at the local villagers, ready to wash the dust for you."

Chen Shuo quickly waved his hand and said sincerely: "Comrade, we appreciate your kindness, but the task is important."

So, Kuozibayi took a group of people to the sandy plain.

In just four or five minutes' walk, they crossed the shelter of the villagers' houses and saw many grottoes dug along the mountain walls, and the surrounding mottled stone walls were full of traces of time.

Due to the strong wind, a line of white snow has accumulated at some cave entrances, like an extra row of "lower teeth".

Looking at this desolate land, a lonely village, and the quaint and silent sandy plain, Chen Shuo suddenly felt a little dazed.

He seemed to hear the slight sound of the camel stepping on the ground, the ancient tune of the leader calling for a break, and the noise of unloading and unloading goods.

The villages in the distance have been transformed into ancient styles, and there is an endless stream of business trips every day.

The monks built wooden frames, recited scriptures, dug grottoes with simple tools, and turned ink and paint into vivid stories with wonderful brushes, which have been passed down for thousands of years.

That was the bustling scene of Kershi Village as a node of the ancient Silk Road more than a thousand years ago.

Facing such an association, Chen Shuo suddenly felt a little strange. Archaeological exploration is to cross the barriers of time and space to find the truth of history in the fragmented evidence.

And today, he hit the road again.

"I hope everything goes well." Chen Shuo said to himself, and then quickly followed Kuozibayi.

Soon, everyone came to the east side of the sandy soil.

Looking around, I saw two grottoes with incomplete openings, side by side, supported by steel bars driven into the rock wall.

At this moment, there are two people on the scaffold wearing protective clothing, doing filling work, and the ground is full of spilled mortar.

All this makes it look more like a small construction site than an archaeological restoration site.

"The Mazarboha Grottoes are located in the sandy soil, and the geology is loose and cannot be preserved. This is why it is the most dilapidated. In order to prevent it from continuing to collapse, we added a steel frame to it."

Kozbayi explained.

Everyone walked up the simple ladder and stepped into the grotto, just as the sunset light slanted into the cave, and a golden reflection was reflected in everyone's eyes.

Chen Shuo turned his head to look and found that it was a mural painted with golden paint.

"According to our preliminary appraisal, these two grottoes should have been built 1,200 years ago, with an error of about 100 years."

"And the murals here are different from those before. I believe you will be surprised after careful study."

The mysterious Tao of Kuozibayi.

In fact, without him saying it, everyone has already discovered the problem.

The murals in the Mogao Grottoes and the Qiuci Grottoes are dense and small, colorful and colorful, like Buddhist-themed wallpapers, and equipped with stone carvings of normal proportions.

However, except for the peeling and collapsed parts, the rest of the walls are all flat, and there is no trace of a depression that has been dug out and placed Buddha statues.

In addition, most of the murals have giant statues, and the colors are simple and light, like the traditional red and blue paintings of the Yan Kingdom, more like grotto murals.

"According to our simple research in the past few days, it is determined that it was painted from the outside to the inside, depicting a series of deeds. And judging from the excavation traces, it seems that the manpower was limited at that time, and a single grotto would have to be completed over many years."

Kuozibayi explained to the crowd.

Chen Shuo and the others watched from the door, and the slightly younger clerk of the Investigation Bureau took pictures with a camera.

The first mural is basically complete, and the style of painting is obviously biased towards the realistic style of portraits and flowers and birds in ancient times of the Yan Kingdom.

What is depicted is a section of the city wall, where the white-haired soldiers draw their bows and arrows, but their eyes are looking neatly in another direction.

In front of them, there is a moat, a trench, and ancient war equipment such as chariots and flying ladders. The enemy soldiers are hiding in it, and the snow is scattered everywhere.

Farther away, there are many enemy troops waiting to fight.

"To be honest, it's the first time I've seen such a style of grotto murals. It's completely detached from Buddhist elements and purely records a battle for defending the city."

"It stands to reason that such a history should not be recorded in the county annals by the ancient government?" Someone asked suspiciously.

But no one answered him, because no one knows the answer now.

"Everyone, can you tell which battle this record is?" Chen Shuo asked.

"We have also studied this issue."

Kuozibayi shook his head and said, "We initially assumed that the contents of the murals were all realistic, and then prepared to judge the specific geographic location based on the reference above. But in the end, it failed because there was too little information."

"No, there is actually another way."

The oldest old man in the scientific expedition team, Professor Feng, raised his hand to point to the figures in the mural and explained: "Because the guards and soldiers turned their heads neatly to the upper right side, the painter completely presented the profile of their faces."

"Look."

Professor Feng's hands were separated by a few centimeters and walked along the lines of the soldiers' faces in the mural: "Have you found anything?"

This time, even Chen Shuo could see the taste, and tried to say: "From the depth of his eye sockets and the style of the bridge of his nose, he is basically similar to the people from the Central Plains of the Yan Kingdom."

"Yes." Professor Feng nodded and pushed off his presbyopic glasses: ""The History of the North? Khotan Biography" once recorded: 'From the west of Gaochang, people from various countries have deep eyes and high noses. Only in this country, the appearance is not very Hu, Kind of like China.'"

"So I judged that this should be Khotan, and by comparing the economic and architectural historical materials of the ancient Western Regions, the city of this scale depicted in the murals must be the King City of Khotan."

"Furthermore, through the armor and weapons used by the enemy soldiers, as well as the appearance of the prayer flags hanging in the tent, and comparing with the history of Khotan, it is obvious that the Tubo attacked the city."

"The King City of Khotan fell to the hands of the Tubos around 790 AD, so the scene depicted in the murals can only be before that."

"In addition, the defender of the city is in the style of Tang Jun 147, but the ordnance is worn out, and even the armor worn by the commander has traces of patchwork, indicating that materials were very scarce at that time. If this happens, it is only possible that the Anxi Protectorate is left alone. Domain Period."

"The king of Khotan at that time, who was also the main general, was Yuchi Yao. Even he had gray hair, so he was at least fifty or sixty years old, so the content of the mural should have happened between 778 and 790."

When Professor Feng finished speaking calmly, the cave was silent for a while.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is any. It was just an understatement, and so much information was inferred from the mural, which shocked everyone.

"It seems that he is indeed a talented person in the history of the Tang and Song Dynasties!"

Chen Shuo was a little surprised, and immediately had a little more confidence in this mission, and said politely on the bright side: "Thank you Professor Feng for clarifying the confusion, let's continue to look down."

Professor Feng nodded: "Let's not say these polite words. It is my luck that my old bones are still a little hot."

People move.

The lower half of the next fresco has peeled off, but the upper half is still intact.

On the upper right, a group of white horses and silver armored knights rushed from the sky along with the smoke and dust.

Around the camp of the Tibetan army, a large number of soldiers knelt down neatly toward the center, and some tall people with tentacles drilled out of their backs held weapons and walked towards the white horse and silver armored knights.

"This is……"

Chen Shuo's pupils shrank.

Kozibayi noticed his expression and explained: "We also find it strange about these people on the murals."

"For example, in the Mogao Grottoes, although there are also depictions of gods and Buddhas surrendering to demons, but such demons have never appeared."

He felt puzzled, but Chen Shuo didn't.

He had seen the internal documents of the Anomaly Investigation Bureau, and Nam Goryeo once appeared in a human-shaped monster with tentacles on its head and back.

Eighty or ninety percent of the two are similar.

That is to say, in that battle, there were otherworldly monsters hidden in the Tubo army!

With the combat power of the ancient army, how could it resist the attack of monsters from other worlds? Could it be that Khotan was defeated like this?

…….