Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 111 The Secret History of the Shang Clan
Stepping onto the high platform, the bronze cauldron was unreservedly displayed in front of Han Jinglue's eyes.

The two-meter-high and two-meter-wide bronze tripod looks very majestic. There are exquisite black bird patterns cast around the body of the tripod, which increases the mighty and dignified feeling of the tripod itself.

However, Han Jinglue didn't come to admire the cultural relics. He reached out and touched the big tripod, thinking that he would see the memory of the tripod like the copper of ancient Shu.

However, what he hoped to see did not happen...

"Not right..."

Although there is no memory of seeing the cauldron, Han Jing felt something was wrong the first time he stretched out his hand.

This big cauldron is too heavy, right now I have at least ten tons of strength with one arm, but I can't push the big cauldron at all.

boom--

Putting the spear on the high platform, Han Jing slightly stretched out his two hands and grabbed Dading's left and right ears respectively.

With the veins on his forehead popping up, he used his greatest strength to move the cauldron, but it didn't move a little bit.

"call……"

Looking at the black bird cauldron that didn't move at all, Han Jing frowned slightly, and chose to start looking at the cauldron to get information.

There is no way, there is only this big tripod inside the palace, and the rest of the surrounding area is as clean as if it had been looted.

Walking around the black bird cauldron, Han Jinglue didn't see anything of value except the black bird pattern.

He tried to input mana into Dading, but Dading didn't respond at all.

If it wasn't for the heavy weight of the cauldron, Han Jinglue would have thought it was an ordinary thing.

"Not right..."

After trying to push the big cauldron again, but still not moving, Han Jinglue began to use magical powers.

In an instant, orange flames enveloped the cauldron, as if trying to melt it.

It's just that this shroud lasted for more than ten minutes. After Han Jinglue removed the flames, the cauldron remained unchanged.

He had no choice but to continue looking at the cauldron, looking at the bottom, legs, and inside of the cauldron, but he still didn't see anything new.

"Shouldn't be..."

Han Jinglue frowned even tighter, he was unwilling to let go of any opportunity to obtain information about the pre-Qin period.

It's just that no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find even a little bit of information.

At this time, he thought of the idea of ​​dripping blood, and cut the palm of his hand with his nails to drip blood, but still failed to change the big cauldron.

When things got to this point, no matter how unwilling Han Jinglue was, he could only give up the search.

He tried his best to memorize the black bird pattern on the big black bird cauldron, and after searching the palace, he walked out helplessly and closed the bronze gate.

After closing the gate, he began to walk around the palace, while at the same time sketching the building area of ​​the palace in his mind.

Soon a series of data appeared in his mind, which were 46 meters in length, 64 meters in depth, and [-] meters in height...

After crossing the steps, Han Jinglue opened the bronze gate again, and after entering, he did the same thing, and the steps began to count.

Soon another string of data appeared in Han Jinglue's mind, and after this string of data appeared, a smile appeared on the corner of Han Jinglue's mouth.

"So the secret is here..."

Han Jinglue, who discovered the secret, quickly walked to the high platform in the palace, then raised his fist, and punched the ground suddenly!
boom--

The dust splashed and the brown floor tiles were broken by Han Jinglue's punch, and the floor tiles of the high platform shattered one after another, and then fell downward.

But at this moment, a strange picture appeared in front of Han Jinglue's eyes.

I saw that the heavy Xuanniao cauldron did not fall down, but was suspended in mid-air upright.

At the same time, a touch of gold appeared on the soles of each of the four feet of the cauldron.

Han Jinglue jumped up, stretched out his hand to grab the tripod, and hung it under the tripod like this.

Dozens of inscriptions are outlined on the bottom of the four feet, and they have the ability to make people forget after seeing them.

Even Han Jinglue, who has improved his intelligence and expanded his memory bank countless times, faced such abilities, he barely memorized them all after looking at them for more than ten minutes.

[You have seen the secret history of the Shang family]

"I see a fart!"

Looking at the prompt that popped up on the panel, Han Jinglue cursed speechlessly.

He just wrote down the text, as for what this thing wrote, he couldn't understand it at all.

There are many oracle bone inscriptions in the Shang Dynasty. Even if the people of Daxia unearthed more than 500 characters, only [-] of them have been identified until today, and the remaining [-] characters have no idea what they are.

but……

Han Jinglue suddenly remembered something that he could improve his skills, and then he looked at Dading with warm eyes.

"If I learn oracle bone inscriptions and wait until the panel regards it as a skill before improving it, I might be able to understand what these inscriptions are written in."

After thinking about it, Han Jinglue took a look around.

I saw floor tiles scattered all over the inside of the high platform that was knocked down by his punch, except for these floor tiles, there was nothing else.

That is to say, in this seemingly fantastical palace, apart from the mysterious bird tripod, the only thing that is really useful is the words recorded on the soles of the tripod's four feet.

Thinking of this, Han Jinglue jumped up and ran towards the rental house.

In less than half a minute, he appeared in the house of the rental house. He carefully controlled himself not to step on the floor, and then lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

The familiar feeling came again, and Han Jinglue didn't have the slightest idea of ​​resistance.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in the rental house in reality.

Without taking a break, Han Jinglue stepped out of the ancient Shu bronze armor, turned on the computer and started searching for oracle bone inscriptions.

At the same time, in order to prevent himself from forgetting the words, he took out a pen and paper and wrote the words on a piece of paper.

After the oracle bone inscriptions of more than 190 characters were written, Han Jinglue was the first to identify the [-] oracle bone inscriptions that had been found.

If he could find these 190 characters in the two thousand and five, he would not need to learn oracle bone inscriptions.

After such a search, Han Jinglue really found out the meaning of many inscriptions.

In just 10 minutes, the oracle bone inscriptions with 190 four characters were immediately recognized by Han Jinglue as 120 seven characters.

There are still 67 characters that Han Jinglue has not found, but even so, Han Jinglue can roughly understand what the 190 four characters are written in.

"Qiang Rebellion, Emperor Gengding's Western Expedition, Conscripting Fang Guo, Killing Fang Guobo of Qiang, Emperor Gengding Ding bestowed..., Bo Daxi..."

Since many characters are not all recognizable, Han Jinglue can only find a few useful information from the recognizable characters, and then infer.

From some short texts, it is not difficult to analyze that this is a record of the Shang Dynasty's use of troops against the western barbarians recorded by the king of Fang Guo.

The emperor Gengding that appeared in it should be the emperor Gengding in the late Shang Dynasty...

"Emperor Shang..."

Seeing that this record was about one of the emperors of the Shang Dynasty, Han Jinglue also became curious.

(End of this chapter)