The surroundings are quiet and scary, and the wind lanterns bring up to one side of the rock wall, strengthening the lighting, and the dim light shines on the rocks, giving people a sense of ancient mystery.

The color of the mural is very bright, with a lot of blood-like red, under the uncertain light source, flashing the brilliance of the glass, as if the whole rock is oozing blood, the mural hidden under another layer of paint can be preserved so well, it is really incredible.

However, what really surprised Mengli and them was the content of the mural.

Mengli knew the contents of the mural, but she had never seen such a shocking mural.

Monk Hua's eyes lit up, and he said to himself: "This should be the scene of the war between the Wannu Emperor of Eastern Xia and the Mongols, you are a person, this person should be the Wannu King himself, this is likely to be the war that is said to have destroyed the country in the Middle Xia." ”

Wu Xie knew very little about Dongxia, but Mengli was very proficient, not only because he was from another world, but also because of his family's training. She didn't speak, just listened to Monk Hua continue.

Monk Hua was amazed as he looked at the pattern on it, pointed to the large number of soldiers wearing skins and armor on one side of the mural, and said, "This is the army of the King of Wannu. He pointed to the cavalry on one side and said, "This is the army of the Mongols, you see, there are far more than the army of Eastern Xia, and this is an overwhelming war." ”

Wu Xie looked at the direction he was pointing and saw the picture of arrows and stones flying, the fat man looked at it, he didn't know how strange it was, and asked, "Why are the faces of those people in the army of Dongxia like girls?" ”

Wu Xie also felt strange when he looked at it, could it be that the people of Dongxia relied on women to fight? Then there is no reason for the country to die.

Monk Hua shook his head and said, "No, this is a feature of the murals in Eastern Xia......"

Monk Hua stopped suddenly, and the fat man asked angrily, "And then?" You're half-talking, and you want to die in a hurry! ”

Monk Hua scratched his head, frowned, thought carefully, but couldn't remember, as if his memory was suddenly cut off: "I...... Can't remember......"

"What?!" The fat man was anxious, "Are you reliable?" How could you not remember?! ”

Even Chen Pi Ah Si frowned, and he asked in a deep voice, "Can't remember?" ”

"Yes," Monk Hua replied, "it's like a memory that has been suddenly cut off......

It's like the memory is suddenly cut off...... The little brother looked at Monk Hua, and his eyes couldn't help but deepen.

Chen Pi Ah Si looked at the contemplative Mengli and asked, "Dream girl, what do you think?" ”

Mengli remembered that there was no such paragraph in the original plot, could it be that she was fanned by her butterfly? This was the first time she had the consciousness of a traverser.

Meng Li shook her head when she heard Chen Pi's question: "I don't know what's going on, but I also know the content of the mural." ”

"Then why do those people in the army of Eastern Xia look like women? Could it be that the Dongxia people relied on women to fight? Wu Xie asked curiously.

"This is a feature of the Dongxia murals, you see all the people, they are very delicate, some allusions also describe some strange phenomena, it seems that all the people who deal with the Dongxia Kingdom, they say that they can't see the old people in the Dongxia Kingdom, and all the people are very young. North Koreans say that the people of Dongjin maintain their youthful appearance even when they die. Mengli pointed to the figure on the mural and replied seriously.

The fat man frowned, as if he couldn't figure out why this was the case, Wu Xie felt that this might have something to do with the customs of some few famous books, some nationalities, the old man was not allowed to see guests, he didn't care, and the others continued to read.

Mengli pointed to the second part of the mural and said: "This is a quick record of the battle, the Dongxia people with one enemy and three still shot the Mongols to death one after another, and this war finally turned into a massacre. ”

The mural uses a lot of red to express the tragedy of the war, and the sense of substitution is very strong, Wu Xie seems to see the Eastern Xia soldiers fall in a pool of blood one by one, and the Mongolian iron horsemen step on their corpses and begin to burn houses and slaughter men.

The third part of the mural was pressed behind a huge stone, and Wu Xie couldn't move away, but it was estimated that it should also be a continuation of the content here.

At this time, Wu Xie felt puzzled, and said: "No, the country of Dongxia was not destroyed by the Mongols a long time ago, Wu Xie looked at the information and said that they have only existed for more than 70 years, and they have been fighting again, if the Genting Heavenly Palace was built by them, under the circumstances at that time, how could such a small country have the ability to build such a large-scale mausoleum?" ”

As soon as Wu Xie's words came out, many people showed a look of approval.

Mengli smiled and said: "The regime of the Eastern Xia Kingdom has always existed, but they have retreated to the depths of the mountains, and they don't know what to rely on for hundreds of years, this extremely weak regime has survived between Mongolia on one side and Goryeo on the other. According to the records of Goryeo, until the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, there were ginseng pickers who saw people wearing strange costumes in the snow-capped mountains here. I think it should be some of the remaining inhabitants of the Eastern Xia Kingdom. ”

Mengli paused, and then said: "After the decisive battle with the Mongols, the Eastern Xia Kingdom retreated to the border between Jilin and Korea, and has been secretly existing for hundreds of years, with a total of fourteen emperors, and the Mongols and Goryeo tried to destroy this small country more than once, but for a strange reason, all failed. ”

Wu Xie and his party set their eyes on Mengli.

"What reason?" Wu Xie asked.

Mengli chuckled: "Then you have to ask the fourth grandfather." ”

Chen Pi Ah Si flashed with scrutinizing eyes, and said with a smile: "Dream girl knows my purpose!" Then he shook his head and sighed as if he was old, "It's really old...... Monk, just tell them about it. ”

Monk Hua agreed, turned his head to Wu Xie and smiled: "I know what you are suspicious, I dare to say that you are all wrong, most of the information you have seen about Dongxia is inferred from some incomplete ancient books, in fact, the information left by Dongxia is too little, and abroad, it is not even recognized that such a country exists, so it is difficult to say how much of the information you see now is actually true." ”

The fat man said, "In that case, why do you say that your information is correct?" ”

Monk Hua said: "That's so, because our information is more direct. He took out a piece of white cuckoo from the pocket of his close-fitting clothes and unfolded it in front of Wu Xie and them.

When Wu Xie saw it, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. It turned out to be the snake-eyed copperfish in the auction! How can it be in their hands, doesn't it mean that no one buys it?

Wu Xie frowned, and suddenly realized something. Since no one buys it, and the fish is in the hands of Chen Pia Si, does it mean that? Chen Pia Si is the seller of this fish?

Wu Xie shook all over, trying his best to stabilize his body and not let himself show too 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, but I felt that my hands and feet were suddenly cold as if I had lost blood.

Wu Xie, you will eventually mature, but you must not lose your innocence...... Mengli noticed Wu Xie's expression, and secretly thought in her heart, I hope I can protect your innocence......

Monk Hua didn't pay attention to Wu Xie's expression and continued: "This copper fish is a kind of alien form of the dragon. It was obtained by our old man by chance, I believe that it should have been made by a person who knew the domestic affairs of Dongxia, and the strange thing is that he hid a top-secret message on the body of this copper fish through a very ingenious means, you see. ”

He put the bronze fish on the side of the wind lamp, the gilded fish scales reflected the golden light, shooting a lot of thin spots of light on the mural, Monk Hua turned the body of the fish, the spots began to change, gradually, it turned into a few text style spots.

"The secret is here, there are a total of forty-seven Jurchen characters hidden in the scales of this fish,"

Wu Xie sighed in his heart, and said that he still had this kind of skill, pinched the other two copper fish in his mouthband, and asked him a little tremblingly: "Yes...... What is the content? ”

"Because the information on this is incomplete, I haven't deciphered it all, but I can be sure that the person who made this fish wants to record certain things and doesn't want others to find out, here, the real history of Dongxia is recorded." Monk Hua said a little proudly, "Actually, long before I saw this thing, according to a lot of clues, I also deduced something, just like Miss Meng said, the regime of the Eastern Xia Kingdom has indeed always existed. ”

Monk Hua pointed to the copper fish again and said: "As for the fact that Mongolia and Goryeo wanted to destroy this small country more than once, but because of a strange reason, all failed, the information on the fish is not complete, there must be other things recorded in other parts, but according to these words in my hand, I dare to say that the Dongxia Kingdom can exist, there may be very strange things that have happened, and there is no content later." We've been looking for a long time, but unfortunately our old man has been looking for many years and hasn't found anything else. ”

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

Wu Xixin said that of course he didn't know, Ye Cheng took it and asked, "What?" ”

Monk Hua looked at Wu Xie and them, and said, "It is said that the kings of Wannu in the past dynasties are not human. ”

"It's not a person, what is it?" The fat man said.

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

No way? Wu Xie thought to himself, everyone looked at each other, and it was estimated that their hearts were a little hairy.

Mengli couldn't help but sneer, King Wannu......

Ye Cheng asked: "Then you can't say that, could it be that the emperor is a dragon, not a human analogy?" ”

"I originally thought he was referring to the metaphor of the true dragon son of heaven, but after researching it, I found that this person should just want to record some secrets, and be more objective about the historical records of Dongxia, so he should not use such respectful language, and, if you said it, do you think someone will show the concept that the emperor is the true dragon son of heaven in such a way? Imagine that if you congratulate the emperor on his birthday, you will say first, Your Majesty, you are really not human, I am afraid that you will be cut before the second sentence comes out. No one would write that. Monk Hua smiled mysteriously: "Moreover, the latter sentence is written very clearly and abruptly, I have always been very mindful, if I can get another part, what does this mean, maybe I can decipher it." ”

The fat man, the little brother, and Mengli all knew that in fact, the two copper fish were in Wu Xie's hands, but in a cautious relationship, they didn't make a sound, and Wu Xie grabbed the copper fish in his pocket, and suddenly felt that they had become heavy.

For a while, Wu Xie didn't know whether he should take out these two fish, in fact, these two fish didn't mean anything to me, Wu Xie didn't know Jurchen writing, and he couldn't understand it when he showed him, but if he handed it over to them, Wu Xie felt very inappropriate.

Pan Zi stared at the mural and said to himself, the person on the mural may be the King of Wannu, the person touching the person, it doesn't seem to be a monster, the fat man patted him, and said to Monk Hua: "Brother Scar, what did I say you decipher, we are real people, don't engage in intellectuals, when the coffin is opened, it will be a person or a dog, it will be clear." ”

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

"But why did the person who painted this mural paint these things here?" The fat man asked, "Don't forget the hatred of the country and the family?" ”

Monk Hua shook his head, obviously not clear, Wu Xie thought for a while, and said: "It may be that after painting the mural here, the stone will be picked whole, or simply painted to kill time, you see that it is so warm here, maybe the craftsmen at that time used this place to rest." ”

No one was persuaded by Wu Xie, and Monk Hua began to photograph these things to keep them as information.

Mengli and they rested enough, and their spirits gradually recovered, and they began to take turns to rest, Chen Pi Ah Si asked his people to take turns to go out and stay outside, and if the snow stopped, they climbed in and called them, and they began to take turns sleeping.

When Wu Xie woke up, Shunzi had already woken up, and apologized to Wu Xie and them, the fat man was too lazy to pay attention to him, Wu Xie took something for him to eat, let him have a good rest, and they had to rely on him to continue to go up.

There was no rotation of the sun and moon inside, and I don't know how long the time had passed, it was about two to three days, the snow finally stopped, and Mengli and they climbed out of this crack one after another, and it was already clear outside, and there was a vast white world everywhere.

Straighten out the equipment, and find that they have eaten too much in the past few days, and it is estimated that there is no supply, and they will run out of food if they don't get to where they want to go. When asked if there was a way for Junko, he said that there was really nothing he could do above the snow line, either he would go back and come back, or he would not distribute food and eat as little as possible.

In the gaps, Chen Pia Si taught Wu Xie a lot of their little skills on the snowy mountain, such as using sanitary napkins as insoles, which can absorb foot sweat, keep feet dry, and the whole body will be warm, according to his method, it is really good, but Wu Xie himself felt very awkward, thinking that if he entered the ancient tomb, he would throw away these things, and the archaeological team found that a few years later, what kind of expression was it to see this kind of thing on the side of the coffin.

If Mengli knew Wu Xie's thoughts, he would definitely laugh, Wu Xie was so naïve that he was really not a star, his whole person was like a blank piece of paper, which made people want to dye him black and paint him with a different color.

That's what makes him sad......

Mengli and the others used ropes to climb up the steep slope that rolled down, and there were many newly printed horseshoe prints on the ground, and the fat man squatted down to look at it, and said, "Then Aning's gang seems to have overtaken us and ran ahead of us." ”

Mengli and they didn't say a word, put on goggles, and immediately set off to hurry, two hours later, Mengli and they saw A-Ning's team on a hillside, they were obviously very bad, there were only twenty or so of thirty people left, and only half of the number of horses, among which they still didn't see the shadow of the third uncle.

Mengli and they lurked silently, observing A-Ning and them, Wu Xie saw that A-Ning was staring in one direction with a telescope, and also looked in the direction she was looking at, and suddenly her eyelids jumped.

I saw in the distance, I don't know if it was snow or clouds, a snow-covered mountain stood majestically, connected to other mountain ranges, and it was very abrupt, that was Wu Xie in the submarine tomb, saw that peak, his shape, almost the same as in the painting.

"This is it!" Wu Xie said secretly in his heart, pointed to the mountain, turned his head and asked Shunzi, "What kind of mountain is there?" How do I get there? ”

Shunzi put up the pergola, looked at it, and changed color: "So you are going there?" Can't go there! ”