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

"The sound came from here."

I took a breath, stepped back a few steps, and stared at the wooden box in front of me. Hou San stood opposite me. He also stared at the box with a look of horror.

"Zizizizi!"

Then, strange notes came from the box, like a woman's roar, even wailing, and then it seemed very messy, like chanting.

"What's that sound?"

From the messy syllables, I couldn't tell what kind of language it was, but it was obviously coming from this wooden box.

"Spell? Is it a sacrifice?"

I analyzed.

As for the study of ancient sounds, I don't have much thought about it. After all, the pronunciation of those syllables in ancient times is very different from the current standard Mandarin.

So the study of ancient sounds is generally the patent of ancient Chinese teachers.

For archaeologists, they rarely study it.

From ancient times to the present, pronunciation is a very important part, and even plays a key role in the process from the origin to the development and evolution of species. It is indispensable.

Sound is not the patent of humans.

There are also many animals that use sound to attract the opposite sex and prey. Such an important thing has hardly been passed down in human history, and we can only find the pronunciation in some ancient books.

But the deviation is too big.

Because there were no tapes and videos at that time, it was impossible to save important information such as voice.

Words and pictures are very easy to preserve, because paper was invented, so this is the proudest invention in human history.

And now we mainly use words to understand history.

So, in comparison, sound seems very illusory.

Especially in a wooden box, a dead object can still make a sound, which is really incredible. I even imagined whether there was a radio or something like that in the box.

I looked at the number on the box and knew what was inside.

"Porcelain!"

According to the number mark and some text introduction, I knew that these were some porcelain excavated in the Silk Road archaeological excavation. This porcelain was unearthed during the first Northwest excavation, and the specific address is no longer detailed.

Because this porcelain came across the ocean.

It was shipped from the British Museum, so the specific information can no longer be verified.

"Open it and take a look."

Hou San said.

"But this seal is not easy to handle." Generally speaking, without instructions from above, this seal must not be moved, otherwise the things inside will be replaced, and that will be a big trouble.

I knocked on the wooden box.

A dull sound came from inside.

The strange sound became more and more subtle, and it stopped abruptly with the last piercing scream.

"Wait for me."

At this time, I hurried back to the dormitory and took out a miniature recorder, ready to record the sound.

After waiting for more than an hour, just when we were drowsy, the sound appeared again. It was the piercing sound just now, followed by some spell-like sounds, constantly changing, and finally ending.

The whole process lasted for five minutes.

I used the radio to record the entire syllable, and then prepared to play it for a professor who studies ancient syllables. He is almost obsessed with ancient syllables. If he knew that I recorded a sound, if it was an ancient sound, he would almost go crazy.

Then, the sound never appeared again.

I returned to the dormitory and played the sound again. It was very clear, but I still couldn't make out anything.

Especially in the middle of the night, when there was dead silence all around, hearing this kind of sound would make people feel creepy.

However, I still didn't have time to visit the old professor in person, because he was said to be preparing his thesis and speech in another city, but his students were probably in their sixties on average.

I decided to send this miniature recorder to one of his younger students, and then pass it on to the old professor.

Because I am now in a hurry to deal with some cultural relics that will be shipped in succession.

For several days, the cultural relics were shipped in one after another, which was quite busy, and I had to prepare to record the information of these cultural relics, and then I had to be responsible for explaining them.

I found that this job was not as leisurely as I imagined.

During this period, Gus Luo did see me once or twice. He rarely went back to the museum because he had to go on a tour in other places.

He asked me if I was used to it?

I said you might not see me in a while, I was so busy!

"It will be very leisurely after the exhibition is over."

He comforted me.

I thought so too.

The exhibition was on September 1st.

It was a day I will never forget, because for children who grew up in school, September 1st means the start of school and the loss of freedom.

So that day was probably the most boring day, no doubt about it!

As early as the first two days, elites from all walks of life came to the city, and it became a bit lively for a while.

Therefore, the museum also sent some special police to guard it these days. It was very strict, and even employees had to have a work permit to enter and exit.

No one was exempted.