It was called Langjuxu Mountain in the Han Dynasty, and Burhan Mountain in Genghis Khan. It is located in the Central Province and Kent Province in the northern part of Mongolia. It is a sacred mountain in Mongolia.

After his father was killed by his enemies, Temujin fled to Burhan Mountain in panic.Behind him was Mier beggars who were chasing after him relentlessly. Temujin hung his belt around his neck, held his hat in one hand, and put his other hand on his chest. He bowed nine times to Burhan Mountain.

He piously promised to Burhan Mountain: I will worship you every day, every month and every month, and I will worship you from generation to generation!

Maybe Bu'erhan Mountain really has spirits, and he escaped safely.

Since then, this mountain has been closely related to Temujin. Whenever there is a big event, Temujin must go to the mountain to worship and inquire about the Longevity God.

Burkhan Mountain witnessed Temujin's unification of various Mongolian tribes and the celebration of the Great Khan's inauguration at the Onan River at the foot of the mountain.Watch him grow step by step from the downcast son of a tribal leader to the famous Genghis Khan in history.He also looked at the mountains of blood and bones piled up with the Mongolian Khanate across Eurasia.

Mount Burkhan stands there, with the Siberian ice field on one side and the hot wind from the Persian Gulf on the other.

So far, 790 years.

People, come and go.

Mountain, silent.

"Crack." A photo was thrown on the wooden coffee table.

The majestic Burhan Mountain looks very quiet and deep in the black and white photos.

Song Banyan stared at the photo for a long time, feeling like he was almost cross-eyed.She pressed the bridge of her nose, lay back on the sofa, and yawned: "I don't see any tricks, we can only take a look first."

Pan Xiaohong picked up the photo, pretended to look at it and asked, "Boss Song, is there anything special about this mountain?"

Song Banyan stared at the ceiling with his arms under his pillow: "If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals."

It was rare for Pan Xiaohong to seize the opportunity, and he laughed immediately: "Whatever mountain is not tall, there are immortals and spirits. This is not a rare mountain. It is 800 meters high."

Song Banyan grabbed the pillow and threw it on his face, and asked with a smile, "Have you finished the five kilometers today? How many aerobic exercises have you completed?"

Pan Xiaohong immediately raised his hands begging for mercy: "Okay, okay, I'll go right away. Boss Song, do you want to have fun together?"

Ignoring Pan Xiaohong's kind invitation, Song Banyan walked to the white wall of the living room.A huge world map was pasted on the wall, and it was messed up with various watercolor pens.If it weren't for those smooth lines and neat arrows, circles, triangles, and squares, outsiders might think it was children's graffiti when they saw it.

The place where the bright red cross is the place where Genghis Khan died.The cause of his death is complicated and confusing. Some say that he fell from a horse, some said that he was poisoned, some said that he was struck by lightning, and some said that it was related to the princess of Xixia.

The only thing that is conclusive is that in 1227 AD, Genghis Khan led troops to attack Xixia, Bengsali Chuansha Laotuzhixing Palace.Salichuan is now Qingshui County, Gansu Province. As for the exact location of "The Palace of the Old Man", no one knows.

The green triangle is the grassland of Yijinhuoluo Banner, Ordos City, Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region.That is where the Mausoleum of Genghis Khan is located. It is not only the tomb of Genghis Khan's clothes, but also the palace tent of the Eight White Houses.Genghis Khan's loyal Darghut, guarding the mausoleum composed of his guard warriors and important officials of the dynasty, has been guarding it for generations. ①

After the July [-]th Incident, Japan formulated the policy of "To conquer China, it must first conquer Manchuria and Mongolia".Occupying Suiyuan established the Mongolian Union Autonomous Government, and at the same time sent spies to defraud and enslave the Mongolian people by bringing the Mausoleum of Genghis Khan back to Suiyuan.

The 30th generation grandson of Genghis Khan and the head of the Ikezhao League suggested to the government that the coffin of Genghis Khan be moved to Qinghai Province to avoid war.The Mausoleum of Genghis Khan was relocated several times, and finally in 1953, Comrade □□, then Prime Minister of the Government Administration Council, ordered to allocate a special fund of 80 yuan to ask the spirit to move back and build a new Mausoleum of Genghis Khan.

Song Banyan scanned the map over and over again, his eyes wandering over the place names, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

The seventh day of the lunar new year has passed, and the indulgent holiday is over. Those who go to work, those who go to school, and those who go to Daoshan should also pack their bags.

Song Banyan held his right elbow with his left hand, squeezed his chin with his right hand and said in his heart: "It's not a way to procrastinate like this. If you can hide from the first day of the new year, you won't be able to hide from the fifteenth day. The creditor will come to collect the debt again sooner or later."

With a thought in her mind, the doorbell rang.

"It's really a good and not a bad spirit." Song Banyan muttered in a low voice, walked to the door and looked out through the peephole, "Who?"

Pan Xiaohong was shedding tears and sweat on the treadmill on the balcony when he heard the voice and looked up to see Song Banyan walking towards the entrance.Just as he was about to ask who it was, he saw Song Banyan welcoming two community policemen.

Pan Xiaohong felt guilty before he became a thief, staggered and fell off the treadmill - "Boom boom boom."

The two policemen were walking in the living room, and they were startled when they heard the sound.Song Banyan looked at Pan Xiaohong who was lying on the ground, and said with a warm smile, "Get up, don't scare the police comrades. This is not the ancient times, and it's not fashionable to kowtow when you meet officials."

Pan Xiaohong rolled his eyes, and forcefully explained while getting up: "I'm feeling gravity."

Seeing that the two were interesting, the police couldn't help laughing: "Don't be nervous, we're just here to understand. I heard that there is an old man from Xinjiang in your family? Or is it a minority?"

Song Banyan and Pan Xiaohong looked at each other.

The comrades of the policeman routinely asked some questions, and left without drinking tea.Song Banyan and Pan Xiaohong kept sending people to the elevator, closed the door when they got home, and said at the same time, "It's time to send the old man back."

Pan Xiaohong scratched the tip of his nose, and said worriedly: "I see that although the old man said that he is not used to the city and misses the desert and grassland, he is actually very happy to be with us."

Song Banyan nodded, she could see that old man Manaschi was not used to urban life, but he liked them very much.He missed the snow-capped mountains and grasslands in southern Xinjiang, the triangular shortbread cakes and smoked horse meat.But the children were struggling to keep them, so he planned to wait for the spring to bloom before going back.

"I can't wait." Song Banyan frowned, "This job is too dangerous, the old man knows that he must go with us. He was seriously injured that time in Kunlun Mountain, so we can't take him with us this time no matter what. "

Pan Xiaohong nodded: "Yes, when I bought rice the day before yesterday, the old man also said how he was... I thought the wound was still not healed. But it's not easy to talk about it."

Song Banyan nodded his head: If he said it clearly, the old man would definitely not agree.If he is vague, the old man can't think that he is driving him away.

Pan Xiaohong clapped his hands suddenly: "I thought of a good idea, let him stay here with Xiao Wu!"

Song Banyan glanced at him in disgust: "You are easy to fool when you are a little five? And with his skill, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. Choose one of the two, I will definitely take him if I don't take you."

Hearing Song Banyan's disgust so straightforwardly, Pan Xiaohong rolled his eyes, groaned and walked towards the treadmill: "Come on, your physical fitness is not as good as mine."

Song Banyan frowned, followed to the balcony to start today's exercise program.

Near noon, Mr. Manaschi went to school to pick up Xiao Wu, and they returned home together.As usual, Song Banyan and Pan Xiaohong have already prepared dinner.The four of them sat in a circle, Xiao Wu talked about interesting things in school, and Manaski talked about the foreigners he met on the road.

Pan Xiaohong glanced at Song Banyan, but Song Banyan remained calm.

After everyone finished eating, Manaski pushed the juniors away, cleared the table and washed the dishes.Xiao Wu went to the house to do homework, while Pan Xiaohong and Song Banyan sat on the sofa and chatted.

While talking, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong."

The two looked at each other, still betting on who it was.Mr. Manaschi had already walked out of the kitchen, wiped his hands on his apron, opened the door and smiled lovingly, "Balam, have you eaten yet? Come in quickly."②

Zhou Rao bowed respectfully and saluted, and greeted: "Huo Zhuona, Salam Laikun."③

Song Banyan raised an eyebrow at Pan Xiaohong and smiled triumphantly.

Pan Xiaohong shrugged his shoulders, and whispered disapprovingly, "Anyway, it's all trouble, big trouble and small trouble are all looking for trouble."

Manaski liked Zhou Rao very much, and he looked at the kindness of his children and grandchildren.While watching to greet him to come in, he smiled and said to the two people in the living room: "Boys and girls, guess who is here? Xiao Wu must be very happy."

Song Banyan showed a strange expression upon hearing this.She didn't want to talk about those messy things to make Manaski feel troubled.But...Song Banyan didn't think Xiao Wu would be so happy if one more person robbed his sister.

The teenagers are "rivals in love" with each other, and there is no need to say a reason.

Zhou Rao said to Manasqi: "Now Brother Xiaowu is doing his homework, I won't bother him."

Manaski knew that the boys and girls were very powerful, and he couldn't understand those weird terms, so he nodded, "That's fine, you guys talk, and I'll make yogurt lumps for you."

After seeing off Manaski, Zhou Rao walked to the sofa carrying the gift box.The coffee table is full of various photos, file bags, opened geographic atlases, copied documents and historical materials...

Zhou Rao had no choice but to put the gift box on the carpet beside the tea table, and sat down on the single sofa by himself: "Sister Song, when do you plan to leave?"

Song Banyan unceremoniously picked up the gift box of cookies on the ground, opened the box and picked out an avocado cookie, opened his mouth and took a big bite: "You are so rude when talking to Sister Song?"

"I'm afraid it will delay Sister Song's rest time." Zhou Rao sat down like a little gentleman, and answered thoughtfully and politely.

Pan Xiaohong leaned over to pick up two flavors of chocolate and cheese, and while eating, he heard Song Banyan say, "I don't have time to rest recently, I'm almost bored to death. Your organization is so powerful, do you have any news to disclose?"

Zhou Rao's aquamarine-like eyes moved slightly, looked at Song Banyan for a moment, and said softly: "It's really not. At the beginning, I wanted to divert the tiger away from the mountain to explore Xu Fu's bottom line. After taking over the heavy plan, I suffered heavy losses. Both Lancinate and Lancinate have been seriously injured. heal."

What he said sounds like a perfunctory excuse.

Song Banyan sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a big biscuit tin box in his arms, with a coffee cookie in his mouth, and smiled after listening.

Zhou Rao's long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly curved.

The two looked at each other and smiled, looking at Pan Xiaohong full of bewilderment.

The three of them sat quietly for a while, Zhou Rao looked down at the documents on the table, and asked softly, "Where is the treasure of Dayuan, does Elder Sister Song have any clues?"

Song Banyan chewed on the biscuit, and said in a vague way: "There are so many clues... Well, Ye Bu said that it seems true. Laughing at Panzi, we have foot-and-mouth disease."

Zhou Rao was confused, but kept smiling.Thanks to Pan Xiaohong's cleverness, he stood up from the sofa and turned on the projector on the wall.

Song Banyan bent over and pawed in the coffee table cabinet. Zhou Rao thought she was looking for the remote control, so he quickly took it out from under the "Geography of the Orthodox Church" and handed it to her.

Who knew that Song Banyan took out a bottle of tea π, drank half of it down, wiped the back of his hand against his mouth, and said contentedly, "Cookies are delicious, but they are greasy." Get up, dig out two packs of pickled pepper and peanuts, and throw them to Zhou Rao.

"No fennel beans, let's talk with peanuts."

Zhou Rao was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the pickled pepper and peanuts in his hand, kicked off his slippers and sat cross-legged on the sofa, and responded with a beaming smile: "Okay."

The author has something to say: ① Darghut: The Darghut people are a Mongolian tribe that guards the tomb of Genghis Khan.Darghut is a Mongolian word, which means "a person with a sacred mission" when translated.

② Balam: My son, an intimate name.

③Huo Zhuona, Sara Mulaikun: Hello, good luck.

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After rushing back yesterday, I had a bit of a cold, so I went to bed early... (it doesn't seem to be very early

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