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After flipping through them for a while, Wu Xie frowned and asked, "Where were these all taken?"

Wu Xie carefully counted them; there were fifteen murals in total. These murals seemed to be connected in some way, but lacked a narrative thread. Some depicted people climbing snow-capped mountains, while others looked down upon the hills; some were rock climbing, while others were engaged in fierce battles. However, there was no clear logical relationship or storyline between each mural.

"This is a photo of the main burial chamber of the underwater tomb. Look at this one," Aning said to Wuxie, pointing to the first picture.

The protagonist was bound, and behind him were people dressed in Jurchen attire. Wu Xie looked closely for a long time and exclaimed in surprise, "Who is this person? Wang Zanghai! The Jurchens captured him? He's been taken prisoner?"

“Yes, this is the first one. It seems that Wang Zanghai came here not voluntarily, but was probably kidnapped,” the foreigner said.

"Then these? Aren't they just stories that happened after we were captured?" Wu Xie flipped through the photos and saw a mural photo in which there was actually a royal tomb in the crater.

"What does this mean? Does it mean that the imperial mausoleum already existed when Wang Zanghai was captured? And that he didn't build it?"

"The imperial tomb in this photo must be from at least the Yin-Shang period, but Wang Zanghai forcibly changed it into the Ming style. The Dongxia people captured him specifically to renovate the imperial tomb. It seems the previous imperial tomb was too old, so they had to change it," the man continued.

"What about these underground palaces? They've been there all along too?" the fat man asked, joining in.

“Yes, these photos have guided us in many ways, but there are still some parts we don’t quite understand, like this one.” The man flipped to the next photo.

It was a mural that, upon closer inspection, was chilling; it depicted something as if evil spirits were about to crawl out of the stone, grotesque and terrifying. The man continued flipping through other photographs, showing him other images he didn't understand.

In another photo, a black, soft-bodied creature is slowly writhing, its body supple and contorted, reminiscent of legendary monsters. The surrounding environment is also eerily sinister; unidentified objects are climbing up a cliff face, their forms indistinct yet conveying a strong sense of unease. Even more perplexing is the sight of someone pouring some unknown liquid or substance downwards, filling the entire scene with an atmosphere of eeriness and danger.

A Ning suddenly snatched the photo away from him and said, "Since it's a collaboration, shouldn't you make some kind of exchange in return?"

Wu Xie hesitated for a moment, but A Ning's eyes showed a hint of disdain. He gritted his teeth and took out a piece of the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish.

"OMG! You're a genius! You actually have this in your hands!" The foreigner stared wide-eyed at the object before him, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief. He quickly gathered his companions and carefully held the snake-browed bronze fish in his hands, as if it were a precious treasure.

Another foreigner eagerly picked up a flashlight and focused the beam on the scales of the snake-browed bronze fish. As the light shone on it, the scales shimmered with an eerie glow. The others obediently turned off their flashlights, and some Jurchen characters appeared on the scales.

Ah Ning's people were indeed professionals; soon someone was on the ground copying them down, and then someone else deciphered them.