Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 978 Which fairy's tomb is it?

Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed——

"This is... Jinwu pulling the sun chariot!"

"So Hera's tribute to the ancestors refers to the dedication to the Golden Crow?"

"This tomb is the tomb of crows!"

After Xi Zuer ordered to uncover the secret words and pictures behind the carpet, the archaeologists' thinking was opened at once.

Xi Zuer smiled sweetly.

Fu Xiqin laughed so hard that she was dying: "Ahahahaha, hiccup!"

The little crow, however, frowned: "I lost my mind, are these stupid clay figurines missing a string in their brains? Your uncle Jinwu is not dead, not dead, this is not my coffin!"

Amidst the discussion, Feng Tang's face was solemn, and he waved his hand suddenly: "No, you are mistaken. Although it is a picture of the Jinwula Sun Chariot, have you ever thought about who is the god sitting in the car?"

Everyone was stunned.

Gradually, he came to his senses: "Empress Nuwa?"

Feng Tang nodded his head: "The only one who can make Goddess Hera honorably call her ancestor is her old man."

Everyone sighed and sighed: "It makes sense..."

Then I couldn't help but get excited:
"So, our ancestors are also the ancestors of Western gods. Western culture is not the source of the world at all."

"If it's true, maybe the ancestors of our empire are the source of world culture!"

"It turns out that this is the real tomb of Nuwa! Our initial guess was correct, it is a natural match with Fuxi Palace"

"Nuwa Empress, please accept our worship!"

The archaeologists were very excited and had already been convinced by the new evidence pointed out by Xi Zuer.

But the corners of the crow’s lips twitched even more: "I’m twitching! My ancestor is still alive, why are you worshiping blindly? That’s not my ancestor’s coffin! It’s over, these human heads may really be pretending to be Mud..."

Feng Tang saw that Xi Zuer was still leisurely and independent during the frenzied worship. He always felt that something was wrong, thought about it, and tentatively asked for instructions: "Little ancestor, I, the academic deduction just now-is there something wrong? "

Xi Zuer propped his chin, and said in a lazy and clear tone, "Well, although the little girl Hera gave this footcloth to the ancestor, it is of no use to the ancestor. It is suitable for him to cushion the coffin, after all, he Heaven and earth are also hard work."

he?he?who is he?
Feng Tang's mind was buzzing.

Thousands of thoughts rushed through at once, and I froze in place with my mouth open.

Seeing Feng Tang's dumbfounded look, Bai Fei smiled: "Hahaha, Professor Feng finally got dizzy from his little ancestor, and you can finally understand that I just wanted to blow my head off and I couldn't tell you anything." Do you feel like saying a word?"

After laughing, he approached Xi Zuer eagerly: "Little ancestor, who is he who created the world? Secretly give me some answers?"

The archaeologists were still enthusiastically celebrating the surprise of discovering Nuwa's tomb, but when they heard Bai Fei's secret request, they all came over: "Isn't this the tomb of Nuwa Empress? Whose? And Which god can be buried here?"

No matter which god it is, this tomb has a big hair, and it is definitely a cultural relic under special protection in the world.

Everyone's heart was pounding, waiting for Xi Zuer's answer.

For a while, the quiet needle drop could be heard in the tomb.

"Di-di-di-hello?"

Davis managed to get through to the president of the International Association of Archaeologists on the phone, and was about to inform him of his identification results. Unexpectedly, the tomb suddenly became unusually quiet.

He looked back.

I saw the woman in the white skirt, leisurely and casually, knocking on the coffin.

Next, he said something that almost didn't make him angry——

(End of this chapter)