Mountains and seas close at hand

Pan Xiaohong didn't pay attention to Song Banyan's momentary stupefaction. He shuffled his feet and hopped forward, complaining endlessly: "I'll go, what kind of hobbies are these people! He cheated his father, he cheated his son. He went underground , just in time to exchange feelings with Tang Minghuang as a companion."

Song Banyan raised his eyebrows: "Li Yuanhao? He and Li Longji are not in the same league."

Pan Xiaohong's eyes sparkled suddenly, and he asked gossipingly, "Why, he not only cheats on his son, but also likes NTR?"

Song Banyan was taken aback: "What is NTR?"

Pan Xiaohong smiled subtly: "I just like being cuckolded."

Song Banyan almost thought he heard it wrong, and paused for a second before saying, "No, Li Yuanhao doesn't like wearing a cuckold, he likes wearing a white hat."

Song Banyan was just joking. In history, Li Yuanhao "dressed in white and narrow shirts, with a felt crown in red, and a red ribbon hanging behind the crown".But what Song Banyan said was not wrong.

"This guy Li Yuanhao is the reincarnation of the killing star." Song Banyan raised one hand and counted, "Let's not talk about killing the minister. He killed his mother, uncle, uncle, wife, and son...except for the son, Others are of the genocide kind.”

Zhou Rao slowed down from the front, and leaned against Song Banyan, blinking his blue eyes: "Do you have a mental illness? Paranoid personality disorder? I mean, severe persecution paranoia, and God just gave madmen destroy the rights of others."

Song Banyan took a breath: "I don't know. Li Yuanhao was quite normal in the early days. It should be said that he was very powerful. He was the founding father of the country. Although he was quite capable, he shaved his head as soon as he became a king, and let the whole country follow suit. .He also gave the Western Xia royal family a surname called Wei Ming. But he created the Western Xia characters, and also formulated new rituals, music, clothing, military, and political systems for his own Western Xia country."

"Damn it." Pan Xiaohong exclaimed in a low voice, "Compared with this, that murderer has been pierced by his soul!"

Xiao Wu turned his head, scratched his head and said thoughtfully: "I think this is the soul piercing. My sister told me that many things that everyone uses are passed down from generation to generation. Individuals can do it.”

What he said was confused, Pan Xiaohong laughed and said, "Do you know what a protagonist's life is? It's just that someone is so powerful that he can formulate new rules for the world and change the progress of history."

Song Banyan gave him a blank look: "So what? After Li Yuanhao's youngest son took over the throne, he abolished the rituals and changed to Han Yi. Two years later, the Tang Dynasty gave the surname Li, and asked the Song Dynasty for Han clothes. Not bad, his great-great-great-grandson granted the Tubo Lama Dharma Lion his national teacher, and since then he has practiced esoteric Buddhism all over the Western Xia Dynasty."

Bai Xunhua had been listening to them chattering behind him, so he couldn't help turning around and asking, "Tibetan Buddhism?"

Song Banyan nodded: "Yes, the Dharma Lion comes from the Kagyu sect, which is the Tibetan White Sect. Now the reincarnation system of the reincarnation system that is popular in various Lamaisms in Tibet all comes from the Kagyu sect."

Bai Xunhua had lingering fears about the trip to Aba. Seeing her silence, Song Banyan immediately changed the topic: "The door of the tomb is just ahead, and the situation inside is unknown. Xiao Pan, you and Zhou Rao should stop moving forward, and stay alert here. Xunhua Hua restrains the little lynx, let's enter the village quietly, don't shoot anyone."

Bai Xunhua took a look at Song Banyan: I've been watching some messy TV series at home all day long.

Song Banyan raised his eyebrows and showed a bright smile.

She was born with such a charm, she didn't have to be funny on purpose, she could talk and laugh happily in this eerie ancient tomb, making everyone feel at ease involuntarily.

Pan Xiaohong and Zhou Rao wanted to follow in, but they knew the seriousness, and they knew that going in would probably drag others down, so they stayed outside the door obediently.

After agreeing on the two teams' respective countermeasures in the event of a sudden situation, Song Banyan, Bai Xunhua, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Lynx stepped into the main tomb together.

When they entered the main tomb, all three of them were shocked.

In the darkness, one can vaguely see the mess inside, the ground is full of broken wood, pieces of porcelain, rotten metal... There are also two unrecognizable corpses lying on the ground.

If you have to say it, it's like the scene of an explosion.

Song Banyan took a closer look and found that it was the coffin explosion in the middle of the tomb that caused such a strange scene.

Bai Xunhua thought: Is it because the stone door in the middle room is closed tightly that we hear the sound of the explosion as a gunshot?But where are they?

The main tomb was dark and dead silent, and the three of them stood at the stone gate and didn't dare to go in rashly for a while.

Song Banyan held up a flashlight and looked around, the place was quiet and empty, except for the garbage and corpses all over the floor, not a single moving mouse was seen.

Where have people gone?

Although there was no danger, Song Banyan was still full of vigilance, she said softly, "Xiao Wu, throw a cold light into it."

With quick hands and feet, Xiao Wu took out a light stick from his bag with his backhand, and asked on the ground, "Sister, the luminescent light stick is not in my bag, can this work?"

Song Banyan was about to speak when he suddenly felt someone behind him.She suddenly tensed up, and before she had time to think about it, she heard a voice behind her that sounded like an auditory hallucination——

"Tick."

Song Banyan was startled, and felt a chill rushing through her body, causing goosebumps all over her body.She frowned, and said nothing, she replied to Xiao Wu: "Okay, everything is fine."

While speaking, she clenched the dagger tightly and turned around abruptly!

A pale and dead face was only a foot away from her, the eyeballs burst and protruded, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down the cheeks.

"Tick!"

Song Banyan took a breath and said quickly, "Don't go back..."

It was too late before the words were finished.At this moment, everyone was on tenterhooks, Bai Xunhua and Xiao Wu saw her move again, and immediately turned around to look at her.

"My mother!" Xiao Wu whispered, and suddenly took a step back in surprise.

Bai Xunhua suppressed his fear and forced himself to take a look at the dead body, and said softly, "The lips are black, the blood has not coagulated, and the color is also abnormal. It may be due to poisoning."

"Yeah." Song Banyan nodded, "It is estimated that there was an explosion. He stepped back and hit the door, and was stabbed to death by the mechanism on the stone door. The mechanism must be poisonous."

Xiao Wu licked his chapped lips, looked around and asked in a low voice: "Where is the old man? Why are they all gone? When we came, we saw a road."

Song Banyan turned his head to look at the tomb, thoughtfully said: "The Xixia people have a strange custom, 'the main hall should be left empty to avoid ghosts and gods', ghosts and gods must live in the main room, and the owner can only live next to the main room."①

This custom is extremely strange, Little Wu heard back.He folded the light stick in his hand, took two small steps forward, and threw it out with a wave of his arm.

"Clap."

The light stick hit the wall, bounced and rolled to the ground, illuminating that area at the same time.Seeing this, Xiao Wu pulled out another light stick with his backhand, and threw it to the other side again.

"Sister Song, there are no doors on either side."

Bai Xunhua was concerned about the dead body on the stone gate behind him, and felt a little uncomfortable all the time.She glanced up inadvertently, and suddenly frowned.Taking a closer look, I saw a patch of darker colors on the top of the tomb.

Song Banyan also noticed it. He adjusted the distance of the flashlight and pointed it upwards. He saw that the roof of the khaki tomb was covered with murals, and there was a dark round hole in the middle of the algae well.

Did everyone go up?

Song Banyan and Bai Xunhua looked at each other with a little surprise in their hearts.The hole was very small, and the roof was at least five or six meters above the ground, and there were no ladders or anything like that in the tomb.Could it be that the three people climbed up by stacking Arhats?

The two were in doubt, so Xiao Wu folded a fluorescent stick and walked towards the middle of the tomb.Seeing this, Bai Xunhua was about to stop her, when Xiao Wu suddenly shouted: "Sister, there seems to be a hole in the ground."

Both Song Banyan and Bai Xunhua were startled, and as expected, Xiao Wu kicked away the remaining coffin on the ground, revealing the half-covered hole.

"Is this for us to choose to go to the sky or go to the earth?" Song Banyan smiled with fingertips scratching his cheeks, looking up at the mural above his head, "It's easy to go to the earth, but hard to go to the sky?"

Holding up the light stick, Xiao Wu bent down and looked into the tunnel: "Then shall we go down?"

Song Banyan raised his head, his brows furrowed and his expression turned cold instantly: "Wait, let me see this mural."

She was already full of puzzles along the way.Looking at the broken murals on the top of the sky at this moment, a storm suddenly rose in my heart.

The funeral habits of the ancient Mongols are completely different from those of the Han people in the Central Plains. There is no tree or seal, and there is no custom of building an underground palace.Although after Kublai Khan moved to the Central Plains, the upper class of Mongolia gradually sinicized, and the funeral customs tended to be rich.But in the era of Temujin, they were still pure grassland nomads.Even if he died suddenly and was buried in the ground, it should follow the customs of the Mongolians.So, why was he buried in someone else's tomb?

This is so strange.

Seeing Song Banyan's serious expression, Bai Xunhua didn't want to disturb her at first, but he was concerned about the safety of Mr. Manaschi, so he had to interrupt her deep thinking: "Banyan, what's wrong?"

Song Banyan moved the flashlight and pointed the beam at a figure on the mural: "Look at this man."

The murals on the top have peeled off in sevens and eighties, but the position illuminated by Song Banyan's light can still be seen to be unusual.

"Is that a Han?" Bai Xunhua said uncertainly, "Looks like a Taoist priest?"

Song Banyan frowned tightly: "Wearing a celestial fairy robe, wearing a five-yue real-shaped crown, and wearing five-cloud light shoes. Quanzhen Sect has strict regulations on the costumes of Taoist priests who are ordained. This outfit. According to the age calculation, this person can only be Qiu Chuji."

Bai Xunhua stared at Qiu Chuji on the mural, and thoughtfully recalled: "Didn't you say that Qiu Chuji traveled thousands of miles to see Genghis Khan, and Genghis Khan asked him for advice on immortality. He also called him a god, He was given the Golden Tiger Card and let him take charge of Taoism in the world. Since there is such a relationship, it is not surprising that Qiu Chuji appeared on the mural in Genghis Khan's tomb."

"It's really not strange." Song Banyan stared at the mural, and said in a low voice, "The strange thing is that this is a picture of a funeral and ascension to heaven. But Qiu Chuji happened to be three days earlier than Temujin. He died on the ninth day of July at Changchun Temple in Yanjing. How did he come to bury Temujin?"

Following Song Banyan's questioning voice, the temperature in the dark and cold tomb seemed to drop twenty degrees.Even Bai Xunhua, who is always calm and calm, couldn't help but shudder: "Banyan, let's go to the old man first."

Song Banyan knew that what Bai Xunhua said was right, but the more he stared at the mural carefully, the heartbeat in his chest became faster, as if he was holding Mr. Zeng's octagonal box back then.

The truth is separated by a veil.

Song Banyan withdrew his gaze, looked at Bai Xunhua and said with a smile, "Okay."

The three of them were not in Moji, they took a look at the hole, saw that there was no abnormality under the steps, and immediately walked down one at a time.

None of the three people who left in a hurry paid attention, and the stone door of the main tomb was quietly closed.The dead body on the door opened its eyes, and two lines of blood and tears were still flowing.

Not long after walking down the secret passage, the little lynx suddenly twitched its ears.

Lynx has a keen sense of hearing, and Bai Xunhua immediately warned the two of them.The three lowered their breaths, slowed down and tiptoed forward.After walking a dozen steps, I heard Wen Luoluo's voice——

"Man, you can kill it. Things, leave them to me."

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