"I don't have a clue yet." Lady Na shook her head and said, "But I have an ominous premonition, just based on the magnetic field fluctuation just now, it can't interfere with the detection of satellites at all!" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Meng was silent and did not continue to speak, what Lady Na said was right, the coverage of meteorological satellites is very wide, and it can monitor many places where the weather is bad and it is impossible to set up weather stations. However, since there is a blind spot here, it means that there is a general interference with the meteorological satellites here, so that the meteorological satellites cannot detect the situation here. Although the magnetic field fluctuations we saw just now were also very strong, their fluctuations alone were negligible for meteorological satellites at an altitude of 10,000 feet.

There is only one answer, and that is that ahead, there is something more drastic and mysterious in the magnetic field fluctuations!

What exactly?

Zhang Meng had no way of knowing like Lady Na, so she could only shake her head frequently.

"Oh, I'll go, it's a bunch of nonsense after talking for a long time!" The fat man opened his mouth and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Then don't be stupid, hurry down, don't run into those damn mausoleum guards in a while." ”

Listening to the fat man's shouting, everyone also eased up, didn't stay long, and continued to walk forward.

Through the Terracotta Warriors, everyone entered the middle of the yurts of different heights and scattered everywhere.

We have never seen such a form of tomb, the one in front of you seems to be like the reproduction of the life of the ancient steppe people, not only there are soldiers, horses, grain and grass, but also all kinds of yurts, and there are various stone figurines such as cattle, sheep, reindeer and other different forms outside the yurt as a burial, the form is vivid.

"If it weren't for the fact that it's a little cold here and lacks sunshine, Third Uncle, I would really think I've traveled to the grassland era......"

Zhao San shook his head, as if he was interested in the appearance in front of him.

"Although the archaeological community has not found any real tombs of the Yuan Dynasty before, according to the development of tombs in the Song and Ming dynasties, the owners of the tombs generally reproduced the luxury of their lifetimes. We Han people want pavilions, three wives and four concubines, and thousands of servants, although the grassland people advocate frugality, but they are also indispensable to accompany their livestock. Raiko said.

"Hmm." Zhang Meng nodded.

"That's all nonsense!" The fat man shook his head in disagreement at all, and denied: "Forget these cattle, sheep and reindeer, then tell me what is going on with these yurts?" You don't need so many yurts for burials, do you? Could it be that hundreds of years ago, Temujin had a collector's habit? ”

"Nonsense, didn't Laizi say it? Secret burials and sky burials are popular among the steppe people, but don't forget that there is another type of burial, which is to die of natural disease in the yurt. Zhao San added.

"Get out!" Hearing Zhao San's words, the fat man scolded angrily: "I know what you said, but what I want to ask is, the owner of the tomb should be only Temujin alone, can he use so many yurts?" ”

Being scolded by the fat man like this, not only Zhao San was stunned, but everyone else was dumbfounded, looking at the fat man in front of him blankly. If the fat man didn't talk about it, they really didn't think about it.

"That's right! There is only one tomb owner here, how can so many yurts be needed? ”

Zhang Meng thought for a while and said, "Could it be some slaves who accompany the funeral, no, or some noble ministers." ”

"Are you stupid?" Hearing Zhang Meng's words, the fat man shouted angrily: "Think about it with your head, there are so many yurts here, Temujin's close ministers want to come over to accompany the funeral, and they still ask for a fart?" I'm afraid the entire high-ranking generals are dead, right? ”

"This is also ......" Zhang Meng pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked up at everyone and asked, "Is this not Genghis Khan's tomb at all?" ”

"Just go in and see."

Just when everyone was arguing and still speculating, Laizi pushed aside everyone, picked the nearest yurt and walked in. As soon as the curtain was lifted, Laizi stood in place stunned, unable to say a word.

Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly leaned over.

"I said, what did you see and you were in a daze here?" The fat man pursed his lips in disgruntle.

Zhang Meng, Zhao San, Qingzhi, Xiaolou, and Lady Na behind them also hurriedly followed, and when they saw the situation in front of them clearly, they all fell silent. In the yurt in front of me, there was an ice cave, and in the ice cave, a tree coffin with a hint of cold air was lying there quietly.

After a while, the fat man smiled with relief: "Alas! Isn't it just an ice cave and a coffin? It's not like we've never seen it in Kunlun Mountain. ”

"Since you know everything, have you ever thought about the dead corpses in the ice coffin of Kunlun Mountain, whose pulses still beat?"

Although Zhang Meng was asking the fat man rhetorically, he was actually reminding everyone that the dead bodies in the coffin in front of him were very likely to be the same as the ones they saw before, they were not dead, their pulse was still beating, and they ......

"Just take a look and you'll know." When he saw the dead body in the coffin, he laughed a few times: "Zhang Quede, you are just too suspicious, come and see, where are there any dead corpses with a pulse beating here?" ”

"Huh?"

Listening to the fat man's words, everyone hurriedly leaned over to look.

However, Raiko did not follow, as if he had already seen the situation of the dead body in the coffin, and was just thinking about something. Zhang Meng noticed Lai Zi's expression, leaned over to Lai Zi's side, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Lai Zi, did you find something wrong again?" ”

"Ugh." Laizi pondered for a moment, and then said, "Have you seen the roots of those coffins?" ”

"Oh?"

was reminded by Lai Zi that Zhang Meng saw that although the entire yurt was cold, like an ice cave, the roots of the coffin did not seem to die, but continued to extend outward, through the yurt, I don't know where it extended.

"Not only that, but look at the dead body in the coffin!" Raiko pointed to the front of the corpse's chest and said, "His internal organs have obviously been cut open." ”

"Cut?" Although Zhang Meng couldn't figure out why, he didn't have too many questions: "There are many strange ways to preserve corpses, for example, Egyptian mummies have to take out all the internal organs, air dry them with medicinal water, and there is nothing wrong with having their chests cut open, right?" ”

"No, no, no." Lai Zi hurriedly shook his head, pointed to the stone tablet engraved with Mongolian behind him again, and said to the fat man: "Dead fat man, come and see, what is written on it?" ”

The fat man had seen this stone tablet full of words a long time ago, but he didn't care, just said casually: "Lin Dan." ”

Hearing the fat man's words, the gloomy expression on Lai Zi's face became more and more solemn, and he said word by word in a tone that he had known that it would be like this: "Lin Dan is the last khan of the Later Mongol Empire and the last descendant of the Golden Bloodline......