Mountains and seas close at hand

"What, what should I do about that?" Xiao Wu pointed to the burning corpse on the ground, and took a furtive glance at Zhou Rao.

He remembered that he once questioned the miniature gun in the bionic aircraft, and Zhou Rao was very humble at that time.Now look at the big hole in the stomach of the dead body, and the dark red meat residue on the ground.Xiao Wu licked his lips, and couldn't help but feel agitated.

Hearing the words, Song Banyan glanced at the corpse, grabbed Pan Xiaohong's arm and put it on his shoulder, and said nonchalantly, "It must be the tomb robber who came in before us. The smell is too bad. Let's go out first."

Bai Xunhua put away the first aid kit and was about to pick up his backpack when he heard Song Banyan's words and walked towards the burning body.

The fire licked the flesh, and the air was full of the smell of barbecue, mixed with the pungent burnt smell.Even if you don't look at the fragmented corpse, the smell alone makes you feel sick and want to gag.

Xiao Wu held his nose, saw Bai Xunhua walking towards the corpse, and called out in surprise: "Sister?"

Bai Xunhua bent down and grabbed the hand of the male corpse, turned it over and took a closer look, and said in a deep voice, "There is a long and thin scar on the palm, which looks like it was cut by the wings of Zhou Rao's dragonfly aircraft."

Xiao Wu suddenly realized, grinned and said, "Sister, you are really amazing!"

Zhou Rao was holding the tablet, his sapphire eyes were shining, and Xiao Baozi had a sweet smile on his face: "Sister Bai has both the wisdom of Athena and the beauty of Venus."

"Zhou Rao, I remember Xunhua saying that you are a genius in machinery and computers?" Song Banyan raised his eyelids to look at Zhou Rao, and said with a warm smile, "If I were you, I would choose to use my field of expertise to praise girls. child."

Saying that, Song Banyan looked at his girlfriend.

She tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised: "Dear Miss Bai, you are like a DMD chip, with the precision of the mechanical mechanism and the magic of the digital system. to your own excellence."

Looking at the back of Bai Xunhua leaving, Pan Xiaohong couldn't help laughing.This smile involved the muscles in the abdominal cavity, causing his face to contort in pain.

But how could Pan Xiaohong miss this good opportunity, even if he had time to catch his breath, he would laugh at Song Banyan: "Boss Song, it's ok, everyone is gone, and you can still read poetry seriously."

Song Banyan carried him outside, humming softly in a good mood: "You are lonely, Xiao Pan."

After leaving the ear chamber, the air outside seemed particularly fresh, and everyone felt that their breathing was much easier.

Pan Xiaohong glanced at the penis inserted obliquely on the ground, his face turned red.If the hand trembled at that time and the short arrow missed a little, it is estimated that blood would be spattered three feet on the spot.The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and he quickly apologized to Zhou Rao.

Zhou Rao said generously: "Brother Pan, I didn't expect to be afraid at all at the time, and I just lamented Pan Ge's outstanding arrow skills."

Pan Xiaohong smiled complacently and embarrassedly: "It's just a coincidence, it's a pure coincidence. I didn't aim at it, so I just shook my hand. Hey, if I broke the lamp, I wouldn't be caught by that guy." It’s like this. It’s strange, how can he see me?”

Hearing this, Song Banyan turned his head and stared at him, staring at him for a few seconds like an idiot, and finally couldn't help but raise his chin: "Xiao Pan, don't order pig brains when cooking hot pot in the future. Look at you, human brains are about to fill up." It's a pig's brain."

Pan Xiaohong followed her gaze and looked at his shoulder, and was stunned with anger—the round and flat marker light was on his shoulder, emitting a faint light.

"Fuck!"

Xiao Wu picked out his ears, turned his head and glanced at the angry Pan Xiaohong.Coincidentally, he and Zhou Rao looked at each other, taking advantage of Brother Pan's inattention, winking and snickering, he raised his hand and pulled out the short arrow from the ground.

The short arrow was pulled out, leaving a small hole in the ground.This hole is not a regular circle, but is turned into a rhombus by the shape of the arrow cluster.

Zhou Rao was shocked when he saw this, and hurried forward.In the middle of the main hall, there are three small diamond-shaped holes on the ground, forming an isosceles triangle.

Zhou Rao greeted Pan Xiaohong before because he discovered this.At that time, I was still a little puzzled, but now I can basically conclude that there were three arrows stuck in the small hole.

But why are there three arrows stuck in the ground?

And also intentionally form an isosceles triangle.

Song Banyan touched his cheek and circled around the three small holes.

She thought for a while, and immediately understood, and said: "Before being forcibly converted to the Yellow Sect, that is, the Gelug Sect of Tibetan Buddhism. The primitive religion believed by the Mongolians is Shamanism, also known as Bodhisattvaism. Because the wizards in the tribe were It's called 'Bo'."

"The Mongols are very fond of the number 'three', which was passed down from the wizard Bo. When they pray or curse, they have to repeat it three times." Song Banyan pointed to the small hole in the arrow cluster on the ground and said with a smile, " It’s really hard to find a place when you step through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.”

Bai Xunhua looked at the flat ground, and immediately understood what she meant: "You mean?"

Song Banyan nodded: "Not bad."

The two understood each other, but they were so anxious that the others were so anxious that Pan Xiaohong sat on the ground and couldn't help asking: "Can you two stop playing charades and talk quickly if you have something to say."

Bai Xunhua put down his backpack and said to the three of them, "Banyan means that the owner of the tomb we are looking for is underground."

Startled, Xiao Wu quickly jumped out of the isosceles triangle.He scratched his head and looked over there again: "Sister Song, there is another door over there. Isn't the owner of the tomb in the last room?"

Song Banyan took out the engineering shovel from his bag, and explained while assembling: "The tomb you are talking about is a conventional tomb. The funeral customs of the ancient Mongolians are different from those in the Central Plains. There are no seals, no trees, and no temples on the ground." , Even Temujin is the same. But he will insert a circle of arrows around it as a wall, and use the blood of battlefield weapons to stop the invasion of evil ghosts and ghosts." ①

After a few clicks, the engineer shovel is assembled.

Song Banyan swept around and sighed: "I never thought that one day I would become the main labor force."

She was joking, but her hands were not slow.The engineer shovel swung down, leaving a white mark on the ground.

Pan Xiaohong looked at the shallow traces on the ground, and before imitating Song Banyan, he also heaved a long sigh: "Tell me, without Brother Pan and me, you wouldn't even be able to dig a grave."

As he spoke, he struggled to stand up.

Song Banyan handed the engineer shovel to Pan Xiaohong, rummaged through his bag and took out a small bottle.Crush the pills in the bottle into the jug, screw on the cap and shake vigorously.

Everyone looked at Song Banyan expectantly, but Song Banyan opened his mouth first and said, "I don't dare to guarantee that, different craftsmen in different dynasties have different formulas for mixing sealing soil, so I can deal with it in a normal way."

Probably the Mongols are not particular about it, the formula of Fengtu is really average.The softening formula that Song Banyan saw from "Feng Shui Gui Zang" is very effective.Not long after the potion was sprinkled, the ground gave off a sour smell.

This taste blends with the burnt barbecue smell coming from the ear chamber, which is really indescribable.Take a sip and wish you could cut your nose off.

The environment is bad, and everyone is not in the mood to gossip.The two engineering shovels were used alternately in the hands of five people.Digging and digging in the soil revealed a white stone.

"and many more!"

Song Banyan's expression changed, and he hurriedly stopped everyone.She pushed aside the surrounding soil with her hands, and frowned: "No, why do Mongolians use sarcophagi for burial?"

Bai Xunhua thought of the terracotta warriors with the facial features of the Han people in front of him, and speculated: "Perhaps it is the fusion of cultures. Although the owner of the tomb is a Mongolian, he admires the culture of the Central Plains. However, this does not make sense. The Mongolian hairstyles, clothing, food and clothing on the murals There is no Han style in daily life."

Mentioning the murals made everyone feel cold.

"Could it be like this." Pan Xiaohong's brain was wide open, "Didn't we not read all the murals? The owner of this tomb is a Han. He just grew up in Mongolia and later learned about his own life experience."

Everyone looked at Pan Xiaohong in unison, with piercing eyes.

Pan Xiaohong coughed, and changed his words: "It may also be the case. This Mongolian general kills and robs people everywhere. After seeing the colorful world outside, when he was dying, he felt that it would be too miserable to dig a hole, so let him..."

Xiao Wu couldn't help interrupting: "Brother Pan, don't talk nonsense. Didn't we come to find Genghis Khan's tomb? Why did it become a record of finding relatives?"

When Xiao Wu said this, everyone immediately woke up.The purpose of this trip is the tomb of Genghis Khan, the holy wood Mandui.If it wasn't for that guy Wen Luoluo, why would the five of them be here.

Bai Xunhua looked at Song Banyan, she knew that Banyan always hated tomb robbers.If it wasn't for Ji Bao this time, she might not be willing to do these things.

Song Banyan stared at the sarcophagus, frowning: "I don't think it's right to dig up the soil on the coffin."

As soon as she gave an order, everyone was happy to see it, and they got busy again.The more I dug, the more strange it became. What was buried in the soil was not a square stone coffin.

Xiao Wu wiped off his sweat and straightened his body: "Why is it like a roof?"

"House-shaped coffins are very common, including stone and wood." Song Banyan reached out and pulled him out of the pit, took the engineer shovel and jumped into the pit to continue digging.

Bai Xunhua said: "Banyan, let's dig one side and have a look first."

"it is good."

Not long after, everyone could roughly see what the coffin looked like.

This room-shaped sarcophagus is much wider than ordinary coffins, and the carvings are very delicate.

The door faces north, and the walls are carved with strange patterns.It is said to be a pattern, but it is more like a pattern symbol with a regular layout.

The patterns on the top layer of the four walls are similar to the symbols of the Qian Gua in the Eight Diagrams, one by one symmetrical horizontal lines.The pattern in the middle is much more complicated, it is composed of arrow patterns, like a zigzag symbol with interlaced teeth.

At the bottom of the wall of the room-shaped sarcophagus, there is a circle of human figures holding hands.It was as if a group of faceless villains raised their arms and stood around the coffin hand in hand.

Song Banyan stared at these villains, and called out in a little surprise: "Ada."

Everyone was startled and full of doubts, but seeing Song Banyan frowning tightly, no one dared to interrupt her thinking.

After a while, Song Banyan leaned against the side of the pit he dug, wiped his sweat, and said to the four of them: "The shamanbo called this Gulumu, which is simply a ghost house. Ada holding hands belongs to the shaman." Little devil, the arrow in the middle is a sky net, and the mantra on it is mantra, and even the ghosts who enter this house cannot escape."

None of them were stupid, and they all understood what she meant right away.Looking at the room-shaped sarcophagus, I felt creepy, and stepped back intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing that Song Banyan was still standing in the pit, Bai Xunhua walked over to pull her out, but Song Banyan smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will be the opening of the coffin to make a fortune that you are most looking forward to."

Zhou Rao squatted beside the pit in a funny way: "Sister Song, could this be Genghis Khan?"

Xiao Wu leaned forward: "You are stupid, people become ghosts when they die, ghosts can't get out of this house, how can they go to heaven? He must be a general who made mistakes."

"No no." Pan Xiaohong clasped his hands together, "I know, here is a Han who offended the Mongols, and the Mongols pretended to bury him to attract people's hearts, and secretly played tricks!"

Song Banyan raised his dusty hand, squeezed Zhou Rao's fair face, and said briskly, "I guess, there are neither Mongolians nor Han people here."

"It's from Xixia."

The author has something to say: ①There is no grave in his tomb, and he was trampled on by horses to make it as flat as the ground, and he inserted arrows as a wall.From "Black Tartar Stories" Southern Song Dynasty, Peng Daya.

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"Korqin Bo Culture" by Bai Cuiying [M]. Inner Mongolia People's Publishing House, first edition in December 2007

"Introduction to Mongolian Folk Paper-cutting"

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"World Religious Culture"

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