Chapter 287: The Crisis of the Ancient Family

"Ah, it turned out to be a friend of Mr. Bao."

After hearing Father Murt's words, the men of the Golden Family immediately changed their faces, put their hands on their chests with a smile, and bowed to Chen Zhi.

"I'm sorry, the guest from China offended ~~~~~ just now

I wonder if that woman offended you just now? I asked her to apologize to you. ”

"No need!! I just wanted to come in and get a glass of fresh water to drink, and I just ran into her by chance......",

Chen Zhi dealt with it casually, then glanced at Fat Wei and went out together.

After the tedious funeral rites were over, Father Murt let the other clansmen entertain them, and he personally brought Chen Zhi and them back to the hall.

The main building of this large mansion is a bit like a yurt, with a space in the middle that is layered on top of each other, and the edges of the rooms are mostly curved.

And in the middle of the house is a circular hall, in the middle of which there are many towering plants, the walls are hung with large pieces of fur that cannot be seen outside, and there are many pure gold decorations on the ground, which is very luxurious~~

"Distinguished guests, please take a seat......",

Daddy Murt politely pointed to the soft cushions around them, sat them down, and then waved to the maids.

Then a maid carried over a long case, on which a sterling silver tea set was placed, and Daddy Murt personally came over to pour milk tea for everyone, and then raised the silver teacup, bowed down to greet everyone first, and then dipped his fingers on the heaven and earth, took a symbolic sip, and made a set of overall welcome gifts before formally sitting down.

Chen Zhi and the others gradually got used to these cumbersome etiquette of the Mongols, and after politely accepting the blessing, they sat down again, and then they heard Daddy Murt sigh softly, and said to Chen Zhi and the others in fluent Chinese,

"I think you guys should already know what happened in our Kent Mountains~~~",

"I've heard some ......", Chen Zhi nodded slightly,

"It is said that there are some strange echoes in the mine of that mountain~~~"

"Hey~~~, unfortunate~~~", Daddy Murt shook his head very painfully, and looked at Chen Zhi and the others earnestly,

"This time, it's all up to you distinguished guests from China, the Kent Mountains have always been a sacred place for our Mongols, where our ancestor Genghis Khan was born.

And there is another important reason why our golden family has guarded Mount Kent for generations, because what rests in the mountain is our oldest god in Mongolia and the source of our golden family, but now, it has become a ghost domain, and we have no shame to see our ancestors~~~~",

Daddy Murt was so sad when he said this that he was almost in tears~~~

"I guess you should know the story of the origin of our golden family!"

"Well, I've heard a few ......,"

Chen Zhi nodded politely,

"This ancient legend of the Golden Family is the pride of the Mongolian people since ancient times, and everyone knows it~~~~

It is said that the Mongols had a grandmother named Alain, who gave birth to three more sons after her husband's death, and when people questioned her, Alain said that the three sons were actually her descendants of a golden god, the sons of the gods.

Since then, the descendants of these three sons have been called the Mongols of pure origin, and the Mongolian Great Khans, including Genghis Khan, are from this family, so they are called the "Golden Family".

"Puff~~~", when Fat Wei heard this legend, he couldn't help but laugh secretly.

But the old somersault immediately glared at him fiercely, and Fat Wei immediately held back.

"Indeed......

Father Murt said to Chen Zhi with some pride:

"In fact, in the final analysis, the descendants of our Golden Family are all the children of Alan and the Golden God, and the people of the Golden Family are the purest Mongolians, but now, this sacred mountain is defiled~~~Shame~~~Woo~~"

Father Murt was crying very sadly, and he was very excited, and the Mongolian hat on his head was so decorated that he couldn't lift his head, and the maids hurriedly gathered around him and set him up in gorgeous clothes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please wait for a while, wait for me to take off these obstructive outfits, and come back to talk about it~~~"

"Okay~~, please please~~~", the old somersault hurriedly agreed.

After Daddy Murt left, Fat Wei finally laughed,

"I said, how can these ancients make up stories so much? will put gold on her face, her husband has been away from home for so long, she is pregnant at home, so she will rely on the gods, and the golden gods, how can you pull it~~~, haha~~~, why didn't Ma Rong learn this hand? ”

"Can you die if you don't say it?" , the old somersault dug the fat Wei hard,

"This kind of legend, we just listen to the story, no matter what you think in your heart, you can't let people see it in front of others, this is a courtesy, you can give me more details~~~"

"This kind of legend is indeed the same~~~", Chen Zhi said silently beside him,

"In order to beautify their behavior, the ancients were willing to make up some magical history, Xiang Yu also said that he was born with his mother and a giant snake, but these things have no real evidence, and there is no evidence to proven, so let's listen to them as stories!!!"

"And what about from the eyes of a professional like you?" , Fat Wei turned to Chen Zhi and asked,

"Look at this old man, and that prince Humeng, are they all demigods?"

"I don't look like it~~", Chen Zhi shook his head slightly,

"Although the aura of these golden family members is more beautiful than ordinary people, they are all human aura, which can only prove that they are indeed physically strong and brave and good at fighting, which does not mean that they are the descendants of the gods~~~"

Speaking of which, I saw that Daddy Murt had changed into civilian clothes and came back from the front~~~

This time he was wearing a snow-white Mongolian robe, and his long white hair was tied in a braid.

Father Murt did not continue to speak, but waved the maids out, and then stood up and closed the doors with his own hands, and looked around to make sure that there was no one before returning.

"Mr. Chen, do you know anything about our Golden Family Relic?"

"Oh, this ......",

Chen Zhi was a little hesitant when he said this, he didn't expect this Mongolian elder to discuss this matter so directly!

In fact, the theory of the holy relics of the golden family has always been a taboo for the Mongolian royal family, because there have been many discussions for a long time, saying that they have a holy relic in their hands, which can prove that this Mongolian family is indeed the blood of the gods~~~