I traveled through time and became the Queen of Ancient Dian

"Click--" There was a crisp sound, but the ancient warehouse door did not move at all.

Baona was stunned. Could it be that the key was wrong?

She tried a few more times, but still no response.

"What's going on? Is this key fake?" Chen Yong scratched his head anxiously.

Priest Zheng stepped forward to examine it carefully, gently stroking the patterns on the door with his hand, his expression gradually becoming serious: "This door... seems to have a mechanism."

Everyone's hearts sank when they heard this. A mechanical lock? This is too ridiculous!

Elder Feng said sarcastically, "I told you, it's not that easy. I think you're just daydreaming!"

Baona glared at him and didn't bother to pay attention to this stubborn old man.

The most important thing now is to find a way to open this mechanism lock.

Mr. Chu walked silently to the door, squatted down, and carefully observed the structure of the mechanism lock.

He stretched out his fingers and gently fiddled with the intricate patterns on it, his brows furrowed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone's heart was in their throat.

This ancient lock is like a sleeping beast that may devour their hopes at any time.

Suddenly, Chu Gong's eyes lit up and he jerked his head up. "I think I know how to open it!" He pointed to a special symbol on the lock and said excitedly, "This symbol is exactly the same as the one on a little gadget I made before!"

Hope suddenly ignited in the crowd, and they gathered around.

Mr. Chu explained that the principle of this mechanism lock is actually not complicated, you just need to find the correct way to open it.

Moreover, this type of lock has a limited number of attempts to unlock it, and once it fails, it can no longer be opened.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Wumeng Tianlong held Zhaoyang Ruyue's hand tightly... Wumeng Tianlong held Zhaoyang Ruyue's hand tightly, giving her strength and a sense of security. Zhaoyang Ruyue responded with a firm look, as if saying: "Hold steady, we can win!" This wave of operations is simply a large-scale dog-food scene, blinding the single dog Chen Yong's titanium alloy dog ​​eyes.

He touched his nose silently and said to himself: I am jealous, but I choose to bless you.

Mr. Chu is indeed a craftsman and a technical master!

He held his breath and concentrated, his fingers dancing on the complicated mechanism, as if he was playing an ancient piece of music.

This operation is even more powerful than playing Huarong Dao!

"Click!" With a crisp sound, the door of the ancient warehouse slowly opened, and a long-forgotten breath came to the face, carrying a heavy sense of history.

Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes. This feeling was more exciting than opening a blind box!

"Wow! It's finally opened!" Chen Yong waved his fist excitedly, wishing he could rush in to find out what was inside.

Elder Feng also showed a rare expression of surprise. This slap in the face came so suddenly that his old face turned slightly red.

Baona took a deep breath and stepped into the warehouse first.

In the dim light, you can vaguely see mountains of ancient artifacts and materials, as if telling a dusty history.

"This...this is too..." Before Baona could finish her words, she was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Who disturbed my sleep?" A low and majestic voice sounded from deep within the warehouse, with a hint of barely perceptible anger.

Deep in the warehouse, a faint green light flickered, as erratic as a ghost fire.

Everyone's heart trembled. Could there be some "surprise" waiting for them in this warehouse?

"Don't be afraid, just play tricks!" Chen Yong shouted bravely, holding the weapon tightly in his hand, as if ready to fight at any time.

This warrior is indeed a warrior. We still have to rely on him at critical moments!

Baona took the high-intensity flashlight she brought from the modern era and shone it towards the source of the light.

Wherever the light reached, a huge bronze statue suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

The statue is of a tall man holding a scepter, with a majestic face and exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Could this statue be the one who just spoke?

Everyone's heart began to beat fast.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, everyone. I'm just a statue." The bronze statue suddenly spoke. His voice was no longer low and majestic, but instead carried a hint of ridicule. "I was just joking with you just now." Everyone was petrified instantly. This... this statue, can even joke?

Could it be a funny guy?

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble and get down to business." The bronze statue cleared its throat. "The information you're looking for about the origin of the Pu people is all here." It pointed to a pile of ancient scrolls behind it. "Go and see for yourself. I'm going to sleep for a while." After saying that, the bronze statue's eyes slowly closed, and the faint green light disappeared.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. This plot was too... random, wasn't it?

However, now that you have found the information, let’s take a look at it!

Zhaoyang Ruyue carefully picked up a scroll and slowly unfolded it.

The scroll was densely covered with ancient characters, and Zhaoyang Ruyue could actually understand them!

"This... this is..." Zhaoyang Ruyue's voice trembled, and her eyes were filled with incredible light.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Everyone gathered around and asked anxiously.

Zhaoyang Ruyue took a deep breath and pointed at the words on the scroll. "This records... the complete truth about the origin of the Pu people!" She pointed to a section of text and said, "Look, it says here..."

Suddenly, a deep laugh came from deep within the warehouse: "Haha... Do you really think this is the truth?"

Zhaoyang Ruyue read the words on the scroll word by word, as if uncovering a long-forgotten history.

"In ancient times, a tribe called 'Pu' migrated from the east. They possessed advanced farming techniques and a unique culture..."

"Wait!" Elder Feng suddenly interrupted her, a glint of suspicion flickering in his cloudy eyes. "Is everything written here true? How come I've never heard of such a statement?"

Priest Zheng also frowned. "Yes, our tribe's history has always been passed down orally. The records on this scroll are completely different from what we know."

Chen Yong scratched his head. "Could this be some old man's deliberate prank?"

Chu Gong nodded silently in agreement.

Only Dancer Wei stared at the scroll with curiosity, as if he was very interested in the contents.

"The text on this scroll does differ from the history we know," Zhaoyang Ruyue explained calmly, "but that doesn't mean it's false. Perhaps this is the true historical truth."

She continued to read the contents of the scroll, telling the story of how the ancestors of the Pu people overcame numerous difficulties and eventually took root and grew strong in this land.

The scrolls also record some ancient rituals and customs that are strikingly similar to some traditions of the present-day Pu tribe.

As Zhaoyang Ruyue read word by word, the expressions of Elder Feng and Priest Zheng gradually became solemn.

They realized that the records in the scroll were not fiction, but real history.

"So... the origin of our Pu clan is actually like this..." Elder Feng muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face.

He walked tremblingly to Zhaoyang Ruyue and bowed deeply: "Miss, thank you. You have helped us find the true history and ourselves."

The atmosphere of the entire tribe became solemn and dignified, and everyone was reflecting on their past and re-examining their history.

Zhaoyang Ruyue and others also became the tribe's eternal friends and were respected and loved by everyone.

Just as everyone was immersed in joy and emotion, deep in the warehouse, a deep laugh sounded again: "Haha... This is just the beginning..." A dark figure slowly walked out of the darkness...