Outside the window on one side is the towering Meili Snow Mountain, the snow-capped white god on the top of the mountain is noble, and on the other side of the Thirteen Peaks of Prince Soon the top of the mountain is shrouded in gold, the Sunshine Golden Mountain is the most spectacular scenery on the Thirteen Peaks of Prince Kawabog, which is one of the reasons why it has become the first of the eight sacred mountains of Tibetan Buddhism.

"It's afternoon?" I patted my heavy head.

"Hmm." Feng Lingzi made a soft syllable in his nose, and I took it as if he had promised me.

Last night was also a toss, and now I can't help but scream in my stomach. I have forgotten how we got here, obviously we were in Shangri-La before, but now we are in Deqin, and I have to admire the speed of Feng Lingzi.

A simple dinner was already prepared on the table, and I wasn't hungry, but I ate some.

"I can feel it." I said to Feng Lingzi.

He nodded. Then he looked at the golden mountain in the distance without saying a word.

"You know what? This snow-capped mountain is also called the prince of the snow-capped mountain. Feng Lingzi said suddenly.

I had done a little strategy before, and this was originally the place where I planned to travel, but I was secretly done by others and went directly to Daoren Mountain, and then it was a dark day, a life of sleeping in the open, and I don't remember my original intention of traveling.

"Prince Thirteen Peaks? Kawaborg. I asked.

Feng Lingzi didn't speak, took a sip of tea, and looked at the snow-capped mountain and fell into deep thought.

A perfect pyramid snow-capped mountain, standing in the middle of the Taizi Mountains, is the highest mountain in Yunnan Province.

I buried my head in eating, and the two of us got along so well.

"There's a secret buried here." Feng Lingzi finally spoke.

"Could it be some pharaoh?" I looked at the pyramid-like Kawabog Peak and said half-jokingly.

"Sort of, he's a dead prince. Speaking up can be a game-changer for you. Feng Lingzi looked serious.

"The Dead Prince?"

"That's right, the last prince of the Great Shang Kingdom - Wu Geng." Feng Lingzi said solemnly.

I almost squirted out a mouthful of rice, "Feng Lingzi, are you sure that the prince is buried here?" As far as I know, Wu Geng, also known as Lu Father in the historical records, was not born to Daji, his father was the King of Zhou, and his stepmother was Daji, after the fall of the Shang Dynasty, he was enshrined in Yindi, and after the death of King Wu of Zhou, he united with the "Three Eunuchs" of the Zhou Dynasty clan and rebelled against the Duke of Zhou, which was the rebellion of the Three Eunuchs, and was defeated by the Duke of Zhou's Eastern Expedition, and Wu Geng was beheaded. That place is very far from here, and the first time Yunnan appeared in history was also during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, which is far from what you said. ”

"I said that it will subvert your outlook on life and worldview, there are many facts in history that need to be covered up, and these facts are often far-reaching, why did King Wu of Zhou leave the remnants of the Shang Dynasty to Wu Geng after replacing Shang? Is it really the Huairou policy? Then why would the remnants of the Shang Dynasty be happy and convinced of Wu Geng's rule, and withdraw from the stage of history so quickly, did the blood of Yin Shang really wither? Have you thought about these questions? There is also Prince Su, who has been working hard in the early stage and has done a lot of good things for the benefit of the country and the people, but why did he end up with the title of tyrant? "I can't answer the barrage of torture from Feng Lingzi, and I know very little about this dynasty that is difficult to verify in history.

"You mean, Wu Geng is buried in that Lemo Mausoleum, just below the Kawabog Peak?" I looked at the mountain of gold in the distance and said.

Feng Lingzi looked like he hated iron but not steel, grabbed my ears, and said with disgust: "Are you stupid? Did I say they were the same thing? Doesn't the Lemo Tomb need to be built? The remnants of the Shang Dynasty mastered the most advanced smelting technology at that time, can you tell me what you saw and still don't understand? ”

"Ahh I sat down on the ground, and there was still such a thing of history, which completely subverted my cognition.

"Ahhh Have you figured it out? Feng Lingzi still looked disgusted.

"Almost, it's a bit informative, and I'll have to think about it." I said.

Feng Lingzi turned and left the room, leaving me here alone.

This is a shocking secret, and my IQ really can't understand it for a while.

Wu Geng's mausoleum, the secret fortifications of the Great Shang Kingdom, what is it that needs to be covered up by destroying the country, and who left me the words on that piece of human skin codex? What exactly am I? The reincarnation of the ghost clan? It can't be that simple. I felt like my brain was going to explode, what the hell did I touch?

The remnants of Yin Shang?

The prince of Shangguo?

Leme's Mausoleum?

Ghost lineage?

Reincarnated Wu Zhu?

Ghost Codex?

What are the hell of ghosts?

The hatred of the Wicans?

…………

There were so many questions flooding into my mind that I felt like my brain was twitching, as if I was going to have a cramp.

Feng Lingzi dropped these dashing turns, but I couldn't figure it out.

"Why the hell are we going in?" I said to myself.

The Mausoleum has been there for more than 3,000 years, so why do you have to let me in? Go in and close it? But can't I get in without me? What a huge loophole.

There was no answer, I simply didn't want to, and then just looked at the pyramid-like Kawaborg, this snow-capped mountain has not yet been successfully climbed, it is more than 6,000 meters above sea level is not the highest mountain in the world, Mount Everest has been climbed, but no one has ever climbed the summit of Kawaborg, it is really strange.

When I came here, I felt as if I was being pulled by something, and it felt like the last time I went to Mt. Qingtanggula, it was a call, like a call home.

The sun was setting, and the mountains were once again shrouded in mist.

I leaned back in my chair with an empty head and quickly fell asleep.

It's really easy for me to have weird dreams.

A rushing river, a steep cliff, a strong and powerful tree, this familiar picture, I kept walking towards the cliff, but no matter how hard I tried, it was still so far away, as if it could never be reached. I'm like a kuafu chasing the sun, walking towards the cliff all the time, but I still can't get to that place.

It was so bad that I started to get upset and wanted to give up. But when the thought came to me, I suddenly found that I seemed to be a little closer to it, at least I was standing in front of the roaring river now. The cliff was like a huge door, and the tree was like a doorknob, and as long as I could reach it, I could almost easily open the door and see the secrets behind it.

But I was so small that I couldn't reach it.

"Hahaha...... You're finally here! A hoarse voice came from all directions............

It's finally time to enter the last episode, please don't give up on me, happy Children's Day

(End of chapter)