The Bandadatshata mentioned by Changshou is the son of Dajue who became a monkey. At an early age, Bandacsaddo showed a different personality from other peers, he was very steady, wise, brave, and more importantly, he had an innate sense of responsibility and responsibility.

Zhangxiong's Great Awakening is basically generated from the Banda family, and when Banda Chata was very young, he was already cultivated as the next Great Awakening. Bandacsada had a high level of prestige, and when his father was ostracized and hated by the Zhang-Hung people, this sentiment did not implicate Bandacsada. On the contrary, many people believe that Bandacsada was able to hold on to his own ideas in extraordinary times, and like many elephants, he firmly resisted his father's unreasonable orders, and that he was a man who could take on great responsibilities.

Therefore, Bandacsada smoothly took over his father's position and became the last Dajue of Zhangxiong.

After Bandacsada took over as the Great Jue, he tried hard to recover the decline, he thought of many ways, and tried to make peace with Tibet, but he was unsuccessful. In those stormy years, no one knew how to save Zhang-zhung, and it can be said that all Zhang-zhung people pinned their hopes on Bandacsada to save the country.

Bandacsada was a qualified believer who lived a life of poverty and fought for his family and country. At that time, the Zhangxiong people trusted him unconditionally and worshiped him.

"I'm telling the truth, I'm the last Elephant Male." Changshou still said to me with that very serious expression and tone: "I don't want to hide anything, this kind of thing, I shouldn't tell anyone, but I believe that you will keep this secret for me, I have a kind of trust in you." ”

After this conversation, the distance between me and Changshou seems to have been narrowed. Although our goals are different, the paths we take are basically the same. The two of us exchanged some information, it is a coincidence that I obtained some written materials in my previous search, either intentionally or unintentionally, but I could not fully identify the lost Zhangxiong script, Changshou understood Zhangxiong script, but I did not find relevant information for a long time, and we just learned from each other's strengths.

I flipped out some photos from my mobile phone, some of these text materials, some from the pottery plate, some from bronze, when I turned over the photos of those bronze medals of the Mandate of Heaven, Changshou couldn't take his eyes off the eyes, in recognition.

The bronze plaque of the Mandate of Heaven is not an ordinary Zhangxiong script, but a Zhangxiong sacrifice text, which is specially used to worship the heavens and gods, even ordinary Zhangxiong people cannot understand it. The long-lived family had a certain status in Zhangzhung a long time ago, and he couldn't make out all the rituals, but he certainly knew more than I did.

"This kind of destiny card, I've been looking for it, it's very important." Changshou explains: "The text above is worth studying. ”

Zhangzhung's metallurgical technology is not well developed, so metal products, especially copper or bronze, are very valuable resources in Zhangzhung. The bronze medal of the Mandate of Heaven is a ritual weapon used by the Zhangxiong Dajue of the past dynasties to worship the gods, and in very important matters, it will be engraved with copper or bronze.

The Zhangzhung people believe that the ritual text is used to pray and communicate with the gods, and the ritual inscriptions on the ritual vessels can be known to the gods. Ordinary ritual vessels, generally made of yak bones, are inscribed with sacrificial texts and then sacrificed, and then the ritual vessels are buried.

"Can you identify the sacrificial inscriptions on a few bronze plates of the Mandate of Heaven?"

"I'm watching."

The sacrificial text on the bronze medal of the Mandate of Heaven has been made of rubbing, and the photo of the rubbing is saved in the mobile phone, and the handwriting of the sacrificial text is relatively clear, and the longevity is carefully recognized.

After a while, Changshou told me that these bronze medals of the Mandate of Heaven should have been left by the last generation of Zhangxiong, Dajue Bandadachata. The content of the ritual can be roughly inferred from the known meaning of the words.

In the text, there is a gate that Bandatchata prays to the gods that he will enter again to make amends for his mistakes and ask the gods to bless him for success.

It was clear that Bandacado must have found a space full of gates, and he had entered one of them. But after entering this gate, something may have happened that was beyond his control, which led to serious consequences, and in order to make amends, he wanted to enter the gate again. Banda Chado made a solemn sacrifice in the Dapeng Silver City, worshipping the gods with these bronze medals of the Heavenly Mandate, and then set out on his journey.

That's all there is to it, but it is impossible to analyze where Bandacsada entered the gate, or what happened to him inside the gate. The only thing that is known now is that when Bandatchatdo left Zhangxiong, he set out from Dapeng Silver City.

The long history is no longer traceable, however, when I know the specific content of these bronze medals of the Mandate of Heaven, I can meditate on the scene when Bandacsaddo left the Dapeng Silver City.

It is difficult to explain people's feelings, because sometimes, it is impossible for people to know where their feelings come from.

At this moment, my feelings tell me that Bandacsada may have felt the same way when I left Dapeng Silver City before I came to Ren Ang this time.

This time, you may never come back. I can feel that Bandacsada has left his homeland, left Dapeng Silver City, and has not returned for the rest of his life.

I still want to see, to see what the ancient city that Bandacsada left looks like.

"Longevity, Dapeng Silver City, can't you find it anymore."

"It can be difficult."

The people in the longevity family wanted to find the disappeared Dapeng Silver City a long time ago, they only knew the location of the Dapeng Silver City when it existed, but when they really started to search, the once glorious and vast ancient city did not leave any traces and clues. The people of the longevity family searched for it several times, but in vain.

When the news of the excavation of the site of Caldon spread, the long-lived father rushed here as soon as possible. As a descendant of the Zhangzhung lineage, he knew that the site of Kaldon was only a place to bury the dead. According to the records of Zhangxiong's historical materials, the site of Caldong City is very close to the real Dapeng Silver City, but the long-lived father has spent two years one after another, but he still has not been able to find the ruins of Dapeng Silver City.

"Perhaps, Dapeng Silver City really doesn't exist anymore." Changshou said: "It disappeared like the whole Zhangxiong. ”

When I talked to Changshou here, someone outside the tent called me to eat. The two of us got out of the tent, took our own food, and hurried to eat it.

The team was divided into two parts, one part stayed in the camp, and the other part searched around the neighborhood day and night. I didn't know Tian Tian's gang well, and I wanted to talk to Changshou again, so after eating, we went back to the tent.

Probably because we have a common purpose, I have a lot of topics with longevity, and the conversation is more speculative. We talked until midnight, and the two of us discussed, temporarily together, to try our luck at Ren Ang's place.

"Rest early, I'll talk to my friend tomorrow, let's do it ourselves."

I went out and said a few words to Tian Tian, and I didn't ask about her, but I could see from Tian Tian's look that she, like us, had learned nothing. There was an indescribable faint disappointment in Tiantian's expression.

I went back to the tent, lay down and went to sleep. It is estimated that the reason for the loud wind outside the tent is very warm, this sleep is very heartwarming, I have been dreaming, the dream is messy, and when I wake up with urine, I feel as if I have a fight with someone, very tired.

I got out of the tent and went outside. The two night watchmen were dozing off there, and when I was done and was about to get back into the tent, I suddenly found that something seemed to be emitting a little light behind our tent.

I walked gently around the tent to the back of the tent and saw two crowbars on the ground. The crowbar crosses into an irregular X-shape, on which hangs a dzi.

The swarthy dzi emitted a black light under the reflection of the moonlight, and the wind outside the tent was still very strong, however, this small dzi was as dignified as a mountain, and the dzi did not move at all when the night breeze blew.

Involuntarily, I turned my head and looked around, and the whole camp was silent except for the two night watchmen who were dozing off.

I had a strange feeling in my heart, but I couldn't tell where it came from. The moonlight was very bright, and I took two more steps forward, and gradually I could tell that hanging from the two crowbars was a half-moon dzi.

This dzi is very familiar, and it is very similar to my dzi. When I saw the half-moon dzi on the crowbar clearly, I couldn't help but reach out and touch my neck. This time I came to Ren Ang, I brought everything I could bring with me, the half-moon dzi that I had always treasured, and it hung around my neck.

However, the dzi around my neck was gone. It wasn't until this time that I realized that it was my dzi hanging from the crowbar.