Chapter 610

This question is actually quite simple—clouds like that are drawn the same way even now.

Zhang Lin nodded and said, "The mural was painted by the Prince of Gumo, so he wouldn't be inclined to favor the Queen of Jingjue. Which means the Queen of Jingjue regarded herself as a deity."

"So she placed herself above the clouds, while below, various kinds of livestock run, with her slaves driving them from behind."

"The message the Prince of Gumo meant to convey with this mural is that the Queen of Jingjue treated her subordinate small kingdoms exactly like livestock—no difference at all."

"She regarded herself as a lofty, untouchable deity, letting these small kingdoms she treated as livestock worship and pay homage to her. That is the Queen of Jingjue."

【God my ass! I say this old hag is nothing but a lunatic!】

【Agreed—she doesn't even dare show her real face, hiding behind a black veil. She's probably some ugly hag.】

【Be more confident—drop the 'probably.' Someone with such a vicious heart is bound to be ugly.】

【Exactly. Not just an ugly hag—she might be a born-deformed crazy woman. Otherwise, how could she be so twisted in the head?】

【Hold off on the insults, everyone. You forgot—Mr. Zhang mentioned two key points just now, and he's only talked about one.】

【Right, what's the other key point?】

Through Zhang Lin's explanation of the first two murals, everyone already understood that not a single detail of any mural could be overlooked, or the whole story would become incomprehensible.

Without waiting for anyone at the Xinyue Restaurant to ask, Zhang Lin directly held up two fingers and said, "Now for the second key point. Look at the left and right edges beside the Queen of Jingjue—there's one person on each side."

"I won't say much about the one on the left—that's her servant, and a very low-ranking one at that, bowing respectfully, waiting for orders at any moment."

"The key point is the other one. His body is turned away from the Queen of Jingjue, but his head is looking back, sneaking a glance at his master. I have to say, this mural is incredibly detailed in what it expresses—even the characters' expressions are depicted."

"From his expression, you should be reminded of a very interesting figure from Western legend."

Western mythology?

Hearing those four words, everyone exchanged uncertain glances.

And at this point, Zhang Lin paused again in his tone. By now everyone understood—Zhang Lin had left another blank for them, wanting them to keep guessing.

Who was this person he mentioned?

And every time Zhang Lin asked a question with such certainty, it meant the answer was definitely simple—just bound to be far beyond their imagination.

So it wasn't that easy to guess.

During the pause, Zhang Lin's explanation of the second mural, along with the question about the second key point of the third mural, had already been transmitted back to the Second Archaeology Team.

Professor Sun shook his head, clicking his tongue in amazement: "Truly worthy of Mr. Zhang—a great talent, a great talent! If not for his enlightening explanation, I'd never have guessed these murals contained so many details, even if you beat me to death."

Professor Sun wasn't boasting about himself—he really had spent a lifetime in archaeology, but his understanding of murals had always been that they were very general records.

He had never, like Zhang Lin, focused on the details!

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