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The early Mongolian script looked like a crawling earthworm, and even today, only a very small number of Mongolian script experts can accurately identify it...... Although Zhuang Rui focused on Mongolian tomb culture during his Ph.D., he also had a headache for these texts and did not have a deep study, but fortunately, in some related materials, there are some Mongolian characters with annotations below. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After seeing the words "only a catty", Zhuang Rui became excited, which means that his previous judgment was not wrong, this is indeed a Mongolian emperor's tomb.

Many people are familiar with the names of the Mongol Great Khan and the later emperors of the Yuan Dynasty, such as Genghis Khan Temujin, Yuan ancestor Kublai Khan, etc., but few people know their surnames, that is, "孛er only jin".

In the Mongolian era, the four words "Sons are only catty" represent the invincible golden family, and all the people with the surname "Sons are only catty" are the descendants of Genghis Khan.

Therefore, the words "孛儿 only catty" appeared on this golden arrow, and the meaning of its representation is naturally needless to say.

You know, whether it is an emperor or an ordinary tomb in ancient times, the funeral goods inside are generally the favorite objects of the tomb owner or the things that are often used with him.

"Damn, what's the word below?", just as Zhuang Rui looked down passionately, the whole person was dumbfounded, because there was no other name on the golden arrow except for the surname "Xiao'er only catty", which represented the golden family.

"Damn, don't you bring such a playful person, right?Will you die if you write a few more words?", if it weren't for the scruples that Peng Fei was still in the tent, Zhuang Rui would definitely scold, he had been surveying this ancient tomb for a whole day" Seeing that he was about to unearth the identity of the owner of the tomb, who knew that it would be in vain.

It's like a shot that is close at hand in a football game, or a feeling of being in love between men and women when they are about to enter the alley only to know that a woman and her aunt are coming, which makes Zhuang Rui almost vomit blood in depression.

"Brother Zhuang, what's wrong? Why is your face so ugly? Go to sleep, "I'm coming to keep vigil......", Zhuang Rui was greeting the owner of the tomb and the whole family in his heart, Peng Fei got out of the tent, and saw Zhuang Rui's angry pale face by the bonfire that had not been extinguished on the side.

"It's okay, I'm going to sleep, damn, I had a daydream just now, and I was teased by that old Mongolian ghost......", Zhuang Rui muttered angrily, turned around and got into the tent, listening to Peng Fei behind him a little inexplicable, "What's wrong with Brother Zhuang today? Listening to the rustle of the wind blowing the grass in his ears, Rao is Peng Fei, who has always been bold and didn't know what he was afraid of, couldn't help but shudder, got up and picked up some dry wood and hay, and burned the bonfire that was about to be extinguished.

Not only was Peng Fei, who was suspicious outside, tense up at the moment, but Zhuang Rui, who walked into the tent, did not relax in the slightest, but just transferred the location of the survey from the outside to the tent.

The repeated blows made Zhuang Rui also feel a trace of fatigue, which was not due to physical exertion, but caused by long-term nervous tension.

No matter how rich the burial goods in this tomb are, no matter how huge the archaeological value is, "what is the use of not excavating it? Why should we know whose mausoleum it is? There was a time when Zhuang Rui even had the idea of giving up.

However, this thought only flashed in Zhuang Rui's heart, as an archaeologist, the first thing is to keep enough curiosity, and such a tomb, any object in it, will arouse Zhuang Rui's huge desire for knowledge.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Rui felt that he had never been so nervous as he was today since he had the aura, and he didn't know how many times he had done this kind of emotion-relieving action.

"Still not, old ghost" You laugh at the buddy, don't you? I still don't believe it, I can't find your name!", Zhuang Rui surveyed all the arrows without giving up, "A little frustrated, he looked at the face in the coffin, closed his eyes tightly and seemed to be in a deep sleep, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was laughing at Zhuang Rui.

"Huh? This is Shiyou 9."

After boredly fighting with the corpse in the coffin, Zhuang Rui glanced at the left side of the face without thinking, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

On the right side of the head of the crystal coffin, the legendary "heirloom jade seal" has been attracting Zhuang Rui's attention due to its rare material and rich aura inside, and he has not paid much attention to the left side of the crystal coffin.

And on the left side, there are some gold and silver utensils, these things are precious, but in front of the "heirloom jade seal", then nothing will go, so when Zhuang Rui checked the objects in the coffin just now, he also glanced at it in a hurry.

However, when he looked at it this time, an object attracted Zhuang Rui's attention, because it was an arrow about forty centimeters long and made entirely of gold.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the golden arrow that Zhuang Rui just found outside with the surname "孛儿 only" engraved on it.

"Golden Arrow?!" Zhuang Rui suddenly came up with such a term in his mind.

Many friends can see it in some ancient TV series, but when the general has a combat meeting in the camp tent, there is often a pot of arrows on the table in front of him, and when the order is given, the arrow is often thrown.

The person who receives the order will also take the arrow to transfer troops to fight, which is the function and origin of the arrow.

This also led to a popular saying, that is, "holding chicken feathers as an arrow" is intended to satirize those who fake orders and make a big fuss.

Most of the arrows used by the generals are made of wood, but the specifications used by the emperor are naturally much higher, so the first thing Zhuang Rui thought of was that this should be the "golden arrow" that the tomb owner would only use in battle during his lifetime!

"God promises, this ...... There must be a name on it............"

Zhuang Rui clasped his hands together, completely forgetting that he had just greeted the women of God's family, and with words in his mouth, he concentrated his aura on this golden arrow.

This golden arrow is different from ordinary arrows, only two fingers wide, and there is no tail feathers that balance after the arrow is shot, it looks more like a token, and on the front of the arrow, there is a colorful tiger with its feet on auspicious clouds.

On the back of the golden arrow, there were some ghost-like patterns depicted, and this discovery made Zhuang Rui's body lying on his side couldn't help but start trembling slightly.

"Sons are only slaves...... Iron"............ Temujin!"

Zhuang Rui made an almost dreamlike sound in his throat, and a stream of blood rushed to his face, and the feeling of discovering history and interpreting it made him jump uncontrollably.

Even after his death, he carried this golden arrow, so the identity of the owner of the tomb really surfaced with Zhuang Rui's shout, this is Genghis Khan, who founded the Mongol Empire...... You're only a pound of Temujin!

The tent that Peng Fei brought was a very small single tent, Zhuang Rui jumped up, and the whole tent was erected, Peng Fei, who was guarding outside, hurriedly lifted the tent and asked, "Brother Zhuang, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, do it...... , dreaming......" Zhuang Rui had a happy look on his face, and casually made a nonsense.

"Hey, what did you dream of? Brother Zhuang, the smile on your face is happier than when you saw Fang Fangyuan?" Peng Fei couldn't help but tease when he saw Zhuang Rui's blushing face.

However, Peng Fei was not wrong, Zhuang Rui was trapped on a desert island back then, and when he saw his children in the catastrophe, the excitement shown by the club was more than excitement.

Zhuang Rui glanced at Peng Fei, and said half-truthfully: "I dreamed just now, I dreamed that the old Mongolian ghost came to see me, saying that it was the tomb of Genghis Khan, which is near here, do you think I can be unhappy?", Zhuang Rui wants to create an illusion for Peng Fei, if there is something else to discover, and the tomb of Genghis Khan is successfully excavated, it is all due to this dream, if there is really no way, then Peng Fei will definitely think that he is, and there will be no other sequelae.

"Yes, you continue to be happy, go to sleep when you are happy......", Peng Fei couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing Zhuang Rui's words, is what this brother said true or false?

Even if Zhuang Rui had many miraculous performances before, Peng Fei also took his words as nonsense, what kind of joke, if this person really has a soul when he dies, it is estimated that people who have died in China for 5,000 years alone can be piled up on the moon.

"Hey, don't believe it, don't go, kid......"

Seeing Peng Fei put down the tent, Zhuang Rui shouted, that kind of happy mood was suffocated by Peng Fei, this kid, which made Zhuang Rui feel depressed.

"Wait for buddy to dig it out, see what you kid says?", Zhuang Rui said this, his heart is really bottomless, this Genghis Khan Mausoleum is 100 meters underground, and there is a dark river and rock layers in the middle, even if Zhuang Rui will set up a geological team to discover the mausoleum in the name of surveying underground minerals in the future, the operability of excavation from the ground is also very small.

And if you want to excavate from the underground labyrinth under the Alzhai Grottoes, Zhuang Rui can't explain how he discovered all this, so from now on, this Genghis Khan Mausoleum, which is completely made up of treasures, has almost no possibility of being unearthed. ！~！

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