When Shirley Yang said this, the fat man was stunned at first, and then laughed.

"Of course it's not for living people. The residents here have been dead for thousands of years. Where are the living people?"

Shirley Yang was about to defend herself, Wu Xie immediately took over the conversation and said.

"Sister Yang, now that you put it, I can see it too."

"There is a big problem with this ancient city!"

Hearing him say this, the fat man realized that something was really wrong and asked quickly.

"What did you see?"

Wu Xie pointed around and answered.

"From the perspective of Feng Shui, this place is not suitable for building a Yang house, but only for building a Yin house, in terms of topography and orientation."

Feng Shui is not feudal superstition, but has a scientific basis. It's just that the ancients mixed some metaphysical things into it, which made it mysterious. In fact, it has the same effect as modern architecture.

"The biggest problem with this city is that it has no overall layout, just like a disorganized refugee camp!"

The earliest cities built by humans already had a unified plan, and there were regulations on what kind of buildings to build in what areas, and they were not built randomly.

This ancient city site has no plan at all, and buildings of various purposes are mixed together, with no rules at all.

Although the Jingjue Kingdom is small, it is at least a vassal state of the Han Dynasty. It has been influenced by the Han culture for many years and is not a group of barbarians.

But this ancient city of Jingjue seems to be built by primitive people, with a mess of houses piled together, and it can't even be called a city!

The fat man and Wang Kaixuan looked at each other, with big eyes facing small eyes.

They only know how to make a fortune by opening coffins, how can they understand these things, and they just listened with a confused look on their faces.

Hu Bayi thought for a while and said.

"I have a guess. Maybe other countries suffered a disaster, and the victims came here to seek refuge with the Queen of Jingjue. But the original Jingjue City was too small to accommodate so many victims, so they built randomly and made it like this."

"Mr. Ji, what do you think?"

Ji Changsheng answered after scanning the surroundings.

"These are not the topics we want to study. The most urgent task is to find the Queen's palace."

According to unofficial historical records, the palace where the Queen of Jingjue lived was actually a temple, and the bottomless ghost cave was just below the temple.

Hu Bayi immediately took out the dragon-seeking ruler and compass to identify the direction according to the celestial star feng shui.

Without the interference of the magnetic field, the result was obtained quickly this time.

"Follow me, over there!"

Led by Hu Bayi, the crowd walked through the messy ruins of the ancient city and walked more than a thousand meters to the southeast.

In the messy ruins, a dilapidated ancient tower stood.

This ancient tower is eight stories high, but the first floor and the base have sunk into the yellow sand, leaving only seven floors exposed.

Compared with the Zhang family's ancient building, this ancient tower is very small, covering an area of ​​less than 200 square meters.

There are several relatively intact houses around the ancient tower. These houses are taller than ordinary houses and form a circle around the ancient tower.

Hu Bayi looked up and was stunned.

"How can a temple be a tower?"

Towers are usually religious buildings, used to preserve the remains of monks, suppress demons, or express piety and awe to gods, not for living.

As the king of a country, the Queen of Jingjue actually lives in a tower, which is a bit incredible.

The fat man waved his hand and said.

"Doesn't Bai Suzhen live in a tower? There is also a gypsy girl living in the old Niangniang Temple in Paris. What's so strange about this?"

Shirley Yang was stunned when she heard this.

"What Niangniang Temple in Paris?"

Wuxie laughed out loud.

"He was talking about Hugo's novel, Notre Dame de Paris."

"But then again, the Queen of Jingjue has a pair of strange ghost eyes and a demonic temperament, which is somewhat similar to White Snake."

Shirley Yang couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, she is the queen, how could she be suppressed in the tower."

Ji Changsheng was also amused by the fat man and couldn't help but smile.

"Stop joking, let's go in and take a look."

After that, he led everyone into the pagoda.

The shape of this pagoda is very different from that in the Central Plains. The tower body is cylindrical, not the multi-faceted shape of Zen Buddhism, and is somewhat close to the Western architectural style.

Usually, in order to maintain stability, tower-shaped buildings are built into a narrow structure at the top and wide at the bottom.

But this pagoda is a bucket waist with the same thickness from top to bottom, which is somewhat similar to the Leaning Tower of Pisa in Italy.

After entering the interior of the pagoda, I saw that the walls had long been dilapidated, and the wall skin had completely fallen off, and the original appearance could not be seen.

But what is surprising is that the tower body is actually well preserved.

After thousands of years of wind and sun, no one maintained and repaired it, but the tower did not collapse. Its construction level is already very impressive.

The floor where everyone is is actually the second floor. The first floor is buried under the yellow sand.

The second floor is empty, as if it was looted by robbers, and nothing is left.

Ji Changsheng took a glance and then went to the third floor, but it was still empty.

From the second floor to the fifth floor, nothing was found.

Fatty and Wang Kaixuan were very disappointed and couldn't help complaining in a low voice that the Queen of Jingjue was too shabby and stingy.

When they reached the sixth floor, people finally made a discovery.

A strange statue stood in the center of the sixth floor.

This statue is more than three meters high, carved from black stone, and covered with yellow sand.

Hu Bayi stepped forward and brushed away the yellow sand, revealing his true appearance.

Everyone looked at it carefully and was stunned.

The fat man blurted out, saying.

"Isn't this the big-headed man in Prince Gu Mo's tomb?"

This statue is a weird man with a huge head. On the disproportionately large head, there is a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, which looks scary.

Hu Bayi said immediately.

"It seems that our previous guess was wrong. This big-headed weird man should not be a deformed person. The temple is the most sacred place in Jingjue Country. They will not enshrine a deformed statue here."

The fat man said with a puzzled look.

"Is this the god they believe in? But this is too weird!"

Everyone discussed it, but had no clue. There was no record of this big-headed weird man in the only historical materials of Jingjue Country. I don't know what this means.

Then they came to the seventh floor, and there were more discoveries on this floor.

The walls around were different from the other layers. They were well preserved and not damaged at all.

Hu Bayi stepped forward to brush off the yellow sand on the wall. A burst of golden light almost blinded the fat man's eyes.

"Damn, it's gold!"

The fat man immediately stepped forward, swung the engineer shovel, and swung it hard.

With a bang.

Under his brute force, a fist-sized hole was chiseled in the wall, and it was found that the inside of the wall was also made of gold!

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