"If it weren't for you moving the mummy on your own, we wouldn't have touched those snake eggs!"
The other students rushed before the soldier in indignation, demanding an explanation.
The soldier's expression was somewhat disdainful.
"Isn't it just a f*cking dead person? What's there to make a fuss about?"
After saying that, he took out the gun, he had hidden behind his back.
"If we were on the battlefield, I would have long killed you new recruits."
The soldier's valiant aura made everyone choke.
It was as if they were intimidated by the black muzzle of the gun or by the other party.
As expected, this group of students did not make any more noise. They only held the wool blanket tightly around the corpse. They knew that they had no strength to resist the other party.
"You know what that thing is, right?"
Professor Feissel turned to look at Ian. He wanted to know what that thing was.
For scholars like them, the scariest thing was not death but the unknown.
"You'd better tell us everything you know."
The soldier pointed the gun at Ian. The meaning was self-evident: "If you don't say it out loud, I'll shoot you!"
Ian looked around, then looked at Professor Feisel and smiled.
He looked at the sacrificial hall around him and walked slowly.
"In ancient Egypt, people worshiped the religion of nature and liked to be half-human and half-beast. Therefore, in ancient Egyptian mythology, most gods had human bodies and animal heads. The Sphinx outside, including the half-man and half-snake, were their guardian deities.
"The ancient Egyptians believed that they would go to the underworld after death. They also believed that the body was a vessel for the soul, and the soul would leave its body every night and come back in the morning.
"They also believed that the soul would be resurrected after death and that the body must be preserved so that the soul could have its own home. That was why they invented the embalming technique and created mummies."
Ian spoke of the history of ancient Egypt in a low voice, just like a bard.
Professor Feisel could not help but ask, "So the thing in the stone box at the bottom is a mummy?"
Ian nodded slightly and said, "You have also seen the mural. The one at the bottom is probably the egg of their guardian deity. The corpse is a mummy."
Ian did not deny this point.
Everyone could not help but feel a little scared upon hearing this.
Could there really be gods and deities in this world?
Then would they be disturbed if they dug out these tombs?
Professor Feissel could see that everyone's morale was low, so he could not help but say, "You don't have to be nervous. The ancient rulers used these methods to fool the people in order to consolidate their ruling position, just like those Chinese emperors. Each of them claimed that they were true dragons and Sons of Heaven and received orders from heaven. In reality, they were just a means of fooling the people."
Professor Feisel looked at Ian after he finished speaking.
"Where should we go next?"
This historical site was of great value to the study of ancient Egypt's history and culture. However, he had come here for the pyramid. If he stopped here, he would have no chance when the excavation teams from other countries rushed over later!
He had to make good use of this time difference!
Moreover, there was still Ian as a guide.
The soldier had already offended Ian badly. If it were not for the threat of the muzzle, the other party would definitely not be willing to cooperate with them.
Everyone was staring at Ian.
The soldier held his gun tightly in his hands. As long as Ian did not cooperate, he would shoot!
"Is there a mechanism in this place?"
Aika pulled the corner of Ian's clothes. She knew that at this time, she could only rely on this man.
Ian did not say anything. He just looked at the pillars in the hall. His hands did not stop. He continued to knock, hit, and examine them carefully.
This careful inspection did not matter. As expected, he found something unusual.
There were 16 giant stone pillars planted in the sacrificial temple.
Each stone pillar had an eye pattern on its body. The base of the stone pillars was a hexagon. There were five sides, and each side had a small symbol carved on it. They were all different.
They were the Sphinx, Pharaoh, Guardian Beast, Eagle, Wolf, and Human. The other side was empty.
Ian wrote down the symbols one by one.
After repeated attempts, everyone found that Ian had actually turned the stone trough below.
It turned out that the stone trough below was separated from the pillar. As long as one exerted force, they could turn it.
This was the temple of the sacrificial ceremony, and it was a multifunctional sacrificial place. The hexagonal symbols at the bottom of the pillar indicated its function.
These stone pillars were arranged in groups of four. The current arrangement was the symbol of the Guardian Beast crossing each other.
It could be inferred that once connected, different objects could be summoned to enjoy the sacrifice. Moreover, this was a multifunctional temple because not only were there high-ranking guardians on the stone pillars, but they could also determine the different objects of the ritual through the changes in the arrangement of the symbols under the stone pillars.
Seeing that Ian had made a new discovery, everyone could not help but be pleasantly surprised.
However, due to the complicated arrangement, how could they determine the correct password?
If so many strange snakes appeared again, this group of people would not be able to escape!
"The ancient tombs of the Han dynasty in China used this kind of mechanism. I've seen it before. Such mechanisms often hide secret passages."
Ian looked at the mechanism. He was too familiar with this temple of pillars as they had appeared in his novels.
At the same time, he knew that if he failed, the punishment would be very severe.
Thus, he didn't dare to be careless. He slowly turned and assembled into other arrangements.
Everyone was watching from the side.
Ian knocked with a small hammer. The positions of the 16 pillars were actually related to the floor tiles.
In practice, Ian finally targeted the four floor tiles in the depths of the temple.
Three of them were solid, and only one of them made an empty echo. The two-meter-square brick had no wear on the edges from frequent movement. It seemed that this passage was rarely used.
Ian placed his hand on the hexagonal groove under the stone pillars and began to turn the mechanism.
'If it's really as I wrote in my novel, then the password to crack it is… Turn five squares clockwise, turn one square in the opposite direction, turn 11 squares clockwise, then turn two squares in the opposite direction, not one more, not one less.'
Ian turned one corner and wiped the sweat off his head. If he made a wrong turn, they would all die.
Fortunately, the stone pillar's password was the same as what he had written.
Then, Ian began to rotate the stone pillar continuously.
He was seen shuttling back and forth between the 16 stone pillars.
When he finished rotating the last piece, a loud bang resounded. The stone bricks on the ground sank down, revealing a bottomless tunnel.
This was a stone staircase built of black stone, leading downwards diagonally.
Ian was a little stunned.
'Damn it. It really is exactly the same!'