Looks similar to me?
My heart jumped when I heard Zhang Kanwen's words. I finally understood why I felt that he was so familiar.
Although people often look at themselves in the mirror, it was hard to remember how they looked. That was why when I saw the child, I didn't notice that he looked similar to me. Instead, it was Zhang Kanwen who noticed it first.
I, on the other hand, recalled a picture of myself when I was young.
When Lu Zining used the power of the Heavenly Master to destroy my house, other than the corpses of my parents, there was also a small photo album that recorded twenty years of my family's life.
People from the countryside didn't have many opportunities to take photos. In the thin photo album, there weren't many pictures of my parents. Most of them were of me.
From childhood to adulthood, from the full moon to the souvenirs before I went to university, it covered a total of 18 years of my life before I went to university.
Among them, there was a picture of my hundred suns. It was a three-month-old child. His appearance had just started to grow. The dullness on his face had slowly disappeared and he looked intelligent.
As for me, maybe I was too naughty at that time. During the hundred suns, I didn't sit there obediently. Instead, I stood on the old-fashioned wooden chair in the countryside with one foot on the ground and the other curled up on the chair. I tried to climb out. I raised my head to look at the camera with a silly smile on my face …
The me in the photo was almost the same as the child in the mural in front of me!
No matter if it was the appearance, expression, or even the movements, it was the same person!
That was why I felt so familiar!
This discovery made me speechless for a long time. Zhang Kanwen studied the mural for a while. When he turned his head, he noticed that my expression wasn't right. He was stunned for a while before asking curiously, "What's wrong?
The child in the mural only looks slightly like you. You don't have to be this scared, right? "
I smiled wryly. Zhang Kanwen hadn't seen me when I was young. Looking at my current appearance, it was only slightly similar to the child in the mural.
If he had seen my hundred suns, he wouldn't be so optimistic.
After hesitating for a while, I suppressed the strange and frightened feeling in my heart. I didn't tell Zhang Kanwen the truth and just lifted my head to look at the baby in his mother's womb. Then, I turned around and continued to walk forward.
After this mural, there were only six square stones left in front of him, one on the left and one on the right, a total of three rows.
Each stone had a large mural painted on it, and the content of each painting was different.
In the second mural, the child had already grown into a tall young man, kneeling on the ground beside the bed. The mother who had given birth to him was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she had passed away. In the third mural, the young man was holding a wooden stick in his hand, leading his clansmen to fight against wild beasts. In the fourth mural, the young man was also leading his clansmen into battle, but this time, the targets were humans.
In the fifth mural, there was a grand sacrificial ceremony. Countless people were kneeling on the ground, and the one in front was the young man.
Different from the previous murals, the people in this mural were very small. Except for the young man in the front, who had drawn them a little more clearly, the others had only used a few strokes. We could barely see that they were humans kneeling on the ground.
The reason why these people were drawn so small was to contrast the other person sitting cross-legged in front of the sacrificial altar.
That person didn't kneel but just sat there cross-legged. His body was so huge that he seemed to occupy the entire space in the mural. Compared to the people kneeling on the ground, this person was at least a hundred times bigger.
Besides this giant, there was a huge stone-shaped sacrificial altar next to him. Countless sacrificial items were placed on it. We could see whole cows, sheep, and even human corpses and skulls.
After seeing this mural, Zhang Kanwen observed it for a long time. Then, he turned around and discussed with me whether the scenes recorded in this mural could foretell what we would see during the Spring Sacrifice.
I absent-mindedly discussed with him while my eyes were focused on the giant sitting cross-legged in front of the sacrificial altar.
I didn't know why, but the giant's appearance looked very rough in this meticulous mural. Besides the fact that he was a giant with a big body, I couldn't tell anything about his facial features.
Even so, I felt strangely familiar with him. It was because I had seen a giant in real life … He was the Tai Sui!
Was this giant sitting cross-legged in front of the sacrificial altar the Tai Sui of the Shang Dynasty?
Compared to the other humans, his body seemed to be even bigger than Xiao Jin's.
While I was thinking about this, Zhang Kanwen realized that he couldn't discuss anything with me. He didn't talk anymore. He took out his phone and took a picture of the mural.
His action reminded me of something. I hurried to take out my phone and turn around. Starting from the Mystic Bird painting, I took pictures of the other eight murals and saved them in my phone.
When I took a picture of the last mural, I was surprised again.
In this mural, the young man seemed to have become an emperor. He wore a complicated crown on his head, covering his forehead and even his eyes. He stood there sideways, and his clothes and posture were all very exquisite.
Behind him were many of his people. They looked like they were kneeling toward the sky or lying on the ground. They had become corpses.
He stood there with his left hand in front of his chest and his right hand raised high. He was holding a huge sword that was pointing at the sky.
The body of the longsword was almost as wide as a person, and it was completely black in color. Within the body of the sword, one could vaguely see an ink-colored roaming dragon.
The dragon's head was in the front, and the dragon's tail was in the back. It seemed to be roaring at the sky as its master raised the sword.
Outside the sword was a thick layer of dark green light. This light didn't just cover the sword, but it also flew away. It looked like a cloud of dust that pierced the sky.
At the end of the dark green light, the sky seemed to crack. From that hole, I could vaguely see a surging river and a big white stone door floating above the river.
That stone door wasn't closed. Instead, it was cracked. The dragon sword in the young man's hand emitted a dark green light that pierced through the hole in the sky and shone on the door. It looked like the young man was trying to push the door open.
The previous murals were very exquisite, but compared to this one, they were much rougher.
In the last mural, not only was every inch of the figure holding the longsword extremely exquisite, but there were also many colorful paints on it. As a result, the huge longsword had a dragon on the inside and a dark green brilliance on the outside. From the inside to the outside, there were three layers stacked together, yet it could be perfectly reflected.
I doubted that my current painting skills could reach this level.
However, what shocked me the most was not the exquisite painting skills, but what was shown in the murals.
First, it was the tall young man's appearance.
In the previous murals, other than when he was a child, the young man only had his back. In the last mural, only his side profile was shown, and half of it was hidden under the huge crown.
However, just by looking at his exposed cheeks and chin, I found a familiar feeling.
In other words, when the young man grew up, he looked very similar to me. At least, from what I could tell.
Secondly, it was the dark green light that enveloped the sword. No matter how I looked at it, it was the same as shaman Qi.
From all the murals, the Black Bird's egg fell from the sky. The woman gave birth to a child. When the child grew up, he led his people to chase away wild beasts and fight against other tribes. Then, he was crowned king.
It was very likely to record the process of the Shang Dynasty's establishment. The green light on the young man's sword proved that he was using shaman Qi.
This was completely different from my previous speculation. Previously, I thought that since the Shang Dynasty's sacrificial ceremony could turn the Tai Sui's corpse into a true dragon's vein, it meant that the Shang Dynasty was the culprit that ended the shaman Qi.
However, from the looks of it, the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty was using shaman Qi. Obviously, that wasn't the case.