[Tomb Raiders Notes] Play to the depths, enter the venue by yourself

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Seeing Zhang Yan coming in, Fatty and Wu Xie, who had recovered slowly, called Zhang Yan to come over and sit down. Zhang Yan walked over and looked around, only to see a few small hot spring holes among the rubble on the ground. , are very shallow, but steaming hot, the temperature of the whole space is at least [-] degrees, which is obviously much higher than the outside world.

He calmly glanced at the inconspicuous murals on the stone wall because of the dim light, and walked straight between Wu Xie and the fat man. At this time, the fat man leaned over to help Zhang Yan put Shun Zi down and boasted, "You can do it in this kind of place." Find it, Taoist priest, you are really amazing."

Zhang Yan smiled and didn't answer, handed him the fat bag and started treating Shunzi directly.

This person fell into Chen Pi's tricks at first, and after being unconscious for so long in the ice and snow, he had already developed hypothermia.

At this time, Pan Zi also arrived with Chen Pi on his arm, and Monk Hua and the three of them followed suit. Looking at this space, the group of people who followed were relieved, and before they had time to observe carefully, they just found a place to sit down and start. rest.

The fat man sat down without saying a word, and Monk Hua kept his head down, looking at the picture of the closed door that he took when he came in, and the Jurchen characters that he traced when he came in, and he felt a little uncomfortable He coughed loudly a few times, and after attracting everyone's attention, the fat man raised his head and pointed to Zhang Yan who was looking over at Monk Hua, "Then who, we agreed before, now the master can Right in front of you, you don’t want to renege on your debt, do you?”

"?" Seeing the fat man pointing at him, Zhang Yan blinked in bewilderment, but he didn't ask directly. Instead, he looked at Monk Hua. When the fat man said so rudely, Monk Hua's face turned ugly for a moment. , but he quickly adjusted, and said with a little embarrassment, "How dare you..." After speaking, he stood up and turned to Zhang Yan, cupping his hands and bowing to please Zhang Yan, and said with a smile, "Master Yan, I'm really sorry, I am blind and talkative. Shit, I was talking bad things about you behind your back before, it's really useless to have such a pair of tricks and mouth, I admit my mistake to you! I am really convinced of your strength, if you don't feel relieved, you can punish me any way you want, I Monk Hua has nothing to say!"

Zhang Yan was stunned for two seconds, and after glancing at the winking fat man and Wu Xie, who was smiling next to him, he said indifferently to Monk Hua, "I'm simple, and everything should follow them. What should the third master have said to you just now?" If he comes, I’ll let it go if I’ve done it.”

Zhang Yan immediately asked Fatty in response to Monk Hua's series of echoes, "Were you provoked by him before?"

"Guess it? Then you let him go so easily, don't look at this grandson who is cowardly now, he was really dragging two to five to eighty thousand just now!"

"This person has his own master. It's useless to train him too much. If he should bite, he will bite."

Zhang Yan looked at the fat man who was pouting and expressing his displeasure, and explained softly, "Now is the cooperation period, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog. If you just scold me with words, what you and Wu Xie taught should be enough for him to restrain himself, except Me, he didn't say anything to you, did he?"

"Pointing at the little brother and scolding you, how many people are you scolding? There are at least four people here, right?"

The fat man blinked his eyes, pretended not to understand, rubbed his head and said to himself: "We are one, scolding one is equal to scolding four, scolding two is scolding all four twice." !Hey, why do I feel that this grandson deserves more beatings? Taoist priest, I was scolded twice in a row, don't you care?"

Seeing the fat man who dragged the words "don't care" long and softly, turned his head and squeezed his eyes funny, Wu Xie couldn't help laughing, and Zhang Yan also covered his lips with his fist and asked with a low smile, "What about that?" What do you want me to do?"

The fat thief smiled and said, "Did you bring the bug that made me have nightmares last time, didn't you? What about the itchy one? No? Then let me look through your bag, I have to know what good things you brought Right? Not too many, just seven or eight kinds.”

Zhang Yan looked at the fat man who was showing his tail, and said helplessly, "Didn't you steal a few times in the car?"

The fat man immediately rolled his eyes, "Could that be stealing? I was kind enough to help tidy up! I have been punished so many times before, I don't know what's wrong with you? Even the little brother dared to toss about it, and I was in the bag. It’s definitely not all about you, there must be tricky ones hidden.”

Zhang Yan sighed, feeling a little wronged for the first time, "No, those are actually modified pharmaceutical products. Although the process was a bit of a hassle, they are still considered tonics. I just think it's a pity that it's useless. After all, I have to throw them away when the time comes." Yes, you protested so hard later on, didn’t you just stop trying?”

The fat man squinted his eyes at Zhang Yan, "It's a pity to try playing with our heads? A stinky Taoist priest, who specializes in cheating friends! He didn't even save me some money to make up for it. After paying for your medicine, see if you can fix those weird things?"

Facing the fat man who suddenly held his own criticism meeting, Zhang Yan sighed again, and simply changed the subject.

At this moment, Wu Xie remembered the words and murals they saw when they came in before, and asked Zhang Yan, "By the way, I remember that there are some words in the place where we came in, and there are murals on the walls of this place, Zhang Yan you You should have seen it too, do you know the meaning of that word and this mural, what was it used for here before?"

Zhang Yan, who was giving Shunzi a blood-activating massage, froze,

Chen Pi and the others who were gradually recovering also heard the sound and looked over, "Is there a mural here?"

Before Zhang Yan and the others moved, Chen Pi, Monk Hua and the others immediately climbed up, turned on the flashlights and looked at the surrounding mountain walls, only to see that there were indeed large-scale colorful murals painted on the cracked mountain walls, with gorgeous colors and majestic momentum At the same time, it uses a lot of blood-like red. Under the uncertain light source, it flashes the brilliance of glass, as if the whole rock is oozing blood, beautiful and beautiful.

The mural is divided into two parts, each of which describes different things, but integrated together, it looks very complete.

Chen Pi looked at the mural and hummed, "Why is the color so bright?"

He then looked at the traces of the mural that were completely different from this mural left at the corner of the mural, and immediately understood, and turned to look at Wu Xie, "Is this already the second layer of the double-layer mural?"

Wu Xie glanced at Zhang Yan, who was still bowing his head and making no sound, and knew that this Taoist priest must have a ghost in his heart and was about to transform into Zhang Huyou again. I'd like to see what you want to make up to fool me later. There is not a word of truth, but the stories are one set, the mouth of Taoist priests, and deceiving ghosts.

He stood up while thinking about it, handed the camera in his hand to Chen Pi and smiled, "The old man has good eyesight, but the first floor is the ordinary fairy Feitian, I took it in the camera, but it should be just a disguise made later, nothing worth studying of"

After handing the camera to Chen Pi, Wu Xie walked back, angrily kicked Zhang Yan twice and threatened, "Have you finished the story? If you don't talk anymore, you just want to say that I won't listen!"

"Say, say" Zhang Yan glanced at Zhang Qiling, who was sitting in a corner wearing a hood and couldn't see his expression. Going out, you have to cover yourself, different people have different lives...

Zhang Yan sighed silently in his heart, and when he was about to share the story he had just "processed", Monk Hua, who had been looking at the mural with glowing eyes, suddenly spoke.

He said excitedly to himself, "This should be the scene of the war between Emperor Wannu of Eastern Xia and the Mongols. Look at this person, this person should be King Wannu himself. that war."

The attention of Wu Xie and Fatty was instantly attracted,

Seeing this, Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Shunzi was fine, he immediately slipped into Zhang Qiling's corner and began to lean against the wall and pretend to be asleep.

Wu Xie watched Monk Hua marvel back and forth, looking at the pattern on it, and then pointed to one side of the mural, where there were a large number of soldiers in armourskin and armor, and said, "This is the army of King Wannu."

Seeing Wu Xie coming over, he seemed to want to hear him continue, so he pointed to the cavalry on one side and said, "This is the Mongol army. Look, the number is far greater than that of Dongxia's army. an overwhelming war."

Wu Xie looked at the direction he was pointing, and saw that it was a scene of flying arrows and stones,

Fatty also stepped forward immediately, looking left and right, he always felt something strange, and asked, "Why do those people in Dongxia's army look like women?"

Zhang Yan originally pretended to be asleep, closed his eyes and instantly opened them to look at the Wannu King on the mural. The cold light in his eyes flashed away, but thinking about what happened later, he calmed down again, turned his head and looked deeper into the crack, There, there is also the last Wannu King who was completely killed here after he changed his position.

He sneered silently, he didn't want to listen to Monk Hua's words anymore, turned around and lay down facing the wall, and really fell asleep.

Wu Xie, who was still looking at the mural, also felt strange when he heard the fat man's words. Could it be that the Dongxia people relied on women to fight?It would be unreasonable not to subjugate the country.

Upon seeing this, Monk Hua explained: "No, this is a characteristic of Dongxia's murals. You can see that all the people here are very handsome. I also found some strange phenomena in the allusions. It seems that all of them are similar to Dongxia. People who deal with the country say that in Dongxia country, you can’t see old people, and everyone is very young. North Koreans say that people in Dongzhen maintain their youthful appearance even when they die.”

The fat man frowned, completely unable to understand why this happened,

Wu Xie didn't take it seriously, but felt that it might have something to do with the customs of some ethnic minorities, because there are indeed some ethnic groups where the elderly are not allowed to see guests.So he followed Monk Hua and continued to read.

Monk Hua then pointed to the second part of the mural, and said, "This part records the battle. You see, the Dongxia people fought three against one, and they were shot to death one by one by the Mongols. The battle ended in the end." It turned into a massacre."

The murals here use a lot of red to express the tragic war, which has a strong sense of substitution. Looking at the murals, Wu Xie seemed to see batches of Eastern Xia soldiers lying in a pool of blood, and Mongolian cavalry from their corpses. Stepped over and started burning houses and slaughtering men.

Monk Hua paused when he said this, because the third part of the mural was pressed behind a huge stone and could not be removed. Wu Xie knew it could not be removed before, but it probably should be a continuation of the content here. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Dongxia was a regime that suddenly appeared in Jilin and Heilongjiang during the period when Jurchen was destroyed. Detour to the Mongols and North Korea was destroyed. At that time, Mongolia was extremely powerful. When you met the gods and killed the gods, you met the Buddha and killed the Buddha. If the scene on the mural was really that decisive battle, with the character of the Mongols, they should be destroyed. Very thorough.

So Wu Xie hurriedly asked: "No, isn't the country of Dongxia destroyed by the Mongols a long time ago? According to the information, they have only existed for more than 70 years and have been fighting all the time. If it is said that Yunding Tiangong was built by them , Under the circumstances at the time, how could such a small country have the ability to build such a large-scale mausoleum?"

As soon as Wu Xie said this, many people showed signs of agreement.

At the same time, Wu Xie thought of a deeper problem. At that time, the productivity among the Jurchen ministries was still very low. Without a large amount of labor, even if the country was not destroyed, it was impossible to build such a huge mausoleum.

Therefore, what Chen Pi Asi said, that the Emperor of Dongxia is really buried in Yunding Tiangong, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible, because they don't have the time and strength.

What’s even more unreasonable is that if one infers from what he saw and the murals in the underwater tomb that this legendary tomb was built by Wang Zanghai, then the dynasty that built it should have been at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the Eastern Xia Kingdom It has been exterminated for hundreds of years, and there is no Dongxia emperor who can be used for burial.

Wu Xie subconsciously looked at Zhang Yan and his younger brother, but found that one of them was lying on the side facing the mountain wall, and the other was leaning on the stone wall with a knife and bowed his head. They seemed to be sleeping and didn't listen to the conversation here at all. , so they looked at Chen Pi with the eyes of other people, after all, it was he who said that the emperor of Dongxia was buried in Yunding Tiangong.

Chen Pi Asi knew what the group of people were thinking when they looked at him, glanced at the mural expressionlessly, sneered, then glanced at Monk Hua, and said: "Since they don't believe it, Monk, you can tell them. "

Monk Hua immediately agreed, turned his head and said with a smile: "I know what you are doubting, I dare say you are all wrong, most of the information you have seen about Dongxia is based on some incomplete ancient books. It came out, in fact, the information left by the Eastern Xia Kingdom is too little, and it is not even recognized that such a country existed abroad, so it is hard to say how much of the information you see now is actually true."

Fatty loves to contradict others, and immediately said: "If that's the case, why do you say your information is correct?" Monk Hua felt a little complacent, "That's right, because our information is more direct."

He took out a piece of white cuckoo from the pocket of his close-fitting clothes, unfolded it in front of several people,

When Wu Xie saw it, his heart skipped a beat, and his scalp exploded in an instant——

That turned out to be the snake-browed copper fish at the auction!

He suddenly realized that it wasn't that what he saw didn't happen at the auction at that time. The owner of this fish was Chen Pi!

What does Chen Pi want to do?He was actually fishing that time?

Wu Xie tried her best to stabilize her trembling body, so as not to show an overly surprised expression.But my heart was already in a mess, countless questions exploded in my mind, and I didn't know whether I felt fear or excitement for a while, I just felt the sudden coldness of my hands and feet as if I lost blood.

Monk Hua didn't pay attention to Wu Xie's expression, and continued: "This copper fish is a special type of dragon. It was obtained by a coincidence by our old man. I believe that he should be a person who knows the domestic situation of Dongxia. The strange thing is that he used a very ingenious method to put a piece of top-secret information on this copper fish, you see."

He put the copper fish on one side of the wind lamp, and the gold-plated fish scales reflected the golden light, shooting many thin light spots on the mural, and Monk Hua turned the fish.The spot of light began to change, and gradually, it turned into a few text-style spots.

"The secret is here. There are 47 Jurchen characters hidden in the fish's scales."

Wu Xie, who had no idea that such skills existed, let out an ah in his heart, subconsciously pinched the other two copper fish in his pocket, tried his best to stabilize his trembling voice, and asked casually: "Yes... yes What content?"

"Because the above information is not complete, I haven't deciphered all of it. But I can be sure that the person who made this fish wanted to record certain things without letting others find out. Here are the real things recorded. Xia History."

Monk Hua became more and more complacent, and said coquettishly, "Actually, long before I saw this thing, based on many clues, it has been deduced that the regime of Dongxia Kingdom has always existed, but they retreated to the depths of the mountain, and I don’t know what to rely on for hundreds of years. This extremely weak regime has survived between the extremely powerful Mongolia on the one hand and the Koryo that is eyeing the tiger on the other. I have studied the history of Goryeo. Until the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, there were ginseng collectors I have seen people in strange clothes moving around in the snow-capped mountains here. I think they are some of the remaining residents of the Eastern Xia Kingdom.”

He pointed to Tongyu again, and said, "The sporadic records here prove my idea. After the decisive battle with Mongolia, the Eastern Xia Kingdom retreated to the border between Jilin and North Korea, and it has existed in secret for hundreds of years. Fourteen emperors, Mongols and Goryeo tried to destroy this small country more than once, but all failed for a strange reason."

Pan Zi, who was fascinated by what he heard, immediately asked, "What's the reason? Monk, can you talk faster?"

Monk Hua shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, the information on the fish is incomplete, there must be other things that recorded other parts, but based on the words in my hand, I dare say that Dongxia Kingdom can After it exists, some very bizarre things may have happened, and there is no content behind it. We have been looking for it, but unfortunately, our old man has been looking for it for many years, but we have not found other parts. "

He paused, and then said, "Do you know what the last sentence of these Jurchen characters means?"

Wu Xiexin said that I didn't watch it, of course I don't know,

Ye Cheng took it and asked, "What?"

Monk Hua looked at several people and said, "The above said that all slave kings in the past were not human beings."

"It's not a person, what is that?" The fat man's expression became even more confused.

Monk Hua put away the copper fish, "It says that they are all monsters crawling out of the ground!"

"I originally thought he was referring to the metaphor of the real dragon emperor, but after researching, I found that these people probably just wanted to record some secrets, and the historical records of Dongxia are more objective, so they probably wouldn't use such respectful language. , and, if it is what you said, just imagine, if you congratulate the emperor on his birthday, you first say, Your Majesty, you are really not a human being, I am afraid you will be cut before the second sentence. No one would write like that. "

Monk Hua laughed mysteriously, and continued, "Besides, the latter sentence is written very clearly and very abruptly. I have always been concerned about it. If I can get the other part, what does this sentence mean, maybe I can decipher it." come out."

Knowing that the other two copper fish are in Wu Xie's hands, the fat man quietly glanced at Wu Xie, then shrugged nonchalantly, "Okay, then it can't be broken, who knows where is the other part of this broken fish? Eight hundred lives It might not even happen."

Wu Xie silently grabbed the copper fish in his pocket, and suddenly felt that they had become heavy. He hesitated in his heart whether he should take them out for Monk Hua to decipher, because he didn't know Jurchen characters, so he couldn't read them himself. , but if it was handed over to Chen Pi and the others, it felt very inappropriate, and since Chen Pi was looking for copper fish, his third uncle must know about it, but he didn't tell Chen Pi, but this time he deliberately brought Chen Pi to Yunding Tiangong... What is the secret in this Yunding Tiangong?

Wu Xie only felt that all kinds of mysteries and doubts were getting more and more complicated, but he couldn't figure out where to start.

Pan Zi stared at the mural, and said to himself, "The man on the mural may be the Wannu King. He looks like a human being, so he doesn't seem to be a monster?"

Seeing this, the fat man patted him, and said to Monk Hua: "Brother Scar, what did I say you are deciphering, we are real people, don't play around with intellectuals, when the time comes, when the coffin is opened, it will be a human or a dog. Clearly."

Monk Hua smiled and said, "I mean, it's always better to know yourself and your enemy."

"However, why did the person who painted this mural paint these things here?" The fat man continued to ask, "Do you not forget the hatred of the country and the family?"

Monk Hua shook his head, indicating that he didn't know anymore.

At this time, Wu Xie, who had gradually calmed down and relaxed, also thought about this question. At first, he wondered if the quarryman was drawing to pass the time while resting, but then he felt that it was not that simple. hide?

There are also the sealing stones that are specially covered outside and the Jurchen characters on them when entering the crevice of the mountain. He glanced at Zhang Yan who was still sleeping, and told him intuitively that Zhang Yan must know what was going on here, but how could he force Zhang Yan to tell the truth? Woolen cloth?

Seeing Monk Hua who was already taking pictures of the murals as information, Wu Xie became a little distressed.

After a while, when everyone started to eat dry food to replenish their strength, Zhang Yan woke up, reminded everyone to save food as much as possible, and then went back to sleep, making it too late for Wu Xie to seize the opportunity to ask questions.

After a few more hours, Shunzi finally woke up. Seeing the people looking at him with cold faces, she hurriedly apologized, but even the fat man didn't bother to talk to him, only Wu Xie took some food to comfort him This unreliable tour guide.

At this time, Chen Pi Asi finally told a few people about the function of those sanitary napkins - using the sanitary napkin as an insole, it can absorb sweat from the feet, keep the feet dry, and the whole body will be warm. Except for Zhang Yan, a group of people tried it, and the effect It's really good, but Wu Xie still feels a little awkward. He can't help but think of another problem. If they wear this to enter the ancient tomb and discard these things, the archaeological team will find out after a few years. What would this look like?

For the next two or three days, it was snowing outside, and the people who had recovered began to take turns to rest. Chen Pi asked his people to go out and stay outside in turn. If the snow stopped, they would climb in and call the people inside, and the people inside would start Take turns sleeping.

During the period, Wu Xie tried to ask Zhang Yan for a good question, but Zhang Yan avoided the question in various ways every time. Although he still didn't ask anything, Zhang Yan's performance of deliberately avoiding the conversation made him More and more sure that this Taoist priest has ghosts in his heart.

Three days later, the snow finally cleared, and the outside has become a vast white world.

A group of people immediately began to reorganize their supplies and equipment and began to go out of the mountain crevice again. Although there was a little less food, they should barely be able to make it to where they wanted to go.

After everyone set out, Zhang Yan fell silently to the end.

After seeing that the last person left, Zhang Yan walked up to the still beautiful mural with his sword, and indifferently passed the third mural, which was blocked by boulders so that no one else could see it, through the gap between the stone and the wall. It was completely chipped off and ruined. Wu Xie guessed right, he did know what was on the third mural, and it was painted there, the return of King Wannu.

This place was actually the passage back to the human world through which the Wannu King was resurrected, but it was blocked later. Zhang Yan walked out silently. You need a specific method and token to open it.

He glanced at the place one last time.

I don't know which bastard kid quietly drew it again?

Are you a follower of King Wannu?But no matter who painted it, it doesn't matter now, anyway, no matter how you draw it, the other party will never come out alive.

Zhang Yan smiled slightly, but this kind of thing and the past should be kept as secrets forever.