Qin Beiyang also raised his crossbow beside him, aiming at one of them to shoot a steel arrow. The man was in a duel with Old Kim, his long-handled sword slashing at the miner's pickaxe, and the steel arrow flew in through the gap and shot through the throat of the opponent.

Only the last man in the black coat remained, and was about to turn and flee, but he was caught up by Ah You, and the assassin's master was lightning fast and had already cut his neck from behind.

The black-clad masters are all wiped out......

What about Ahai?

Qin Beiyang gasped twice, only to see a black figure flash outside the gate of Yanxi Palace.

He's slipping away.

Qin Beiyang brandished a Tang knife to catch up, at this time, it was just dawn, between morning and dusk, the entrance of the Crystal Palace was a little dim, and Ah Hai actually tripped over the coffin.

"Die......"

Qin Beiyang raised the Tang knife and was about to split Ah Hai into two pieces, but he saw this scroll slung behind his back - "Han Xizai's Night Banquet".

It turned out that he wanted to escape with this national treasure, but Qin Beiyang immediately changed his mind, guarded the Tang knife in his right hand, and ripped off the scroll on Ah Hai's body with his left hand - compared to his own revenge, this "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" is more valuable. He was unwilling to hack Ah Hai to death, and at the same time destroy this priceless treasure of China.

lost "Han Xizai's Night Banquet", but Ah Hai had a respite, re-exerted light skills, and flew away from the wall. Qin Beiyang still wanted to catch up, but he only felt the soles of his feet shaking, after all, his body was weak and he had been locked up in the coffin for so many days. He watched as Ah Hai fled, disappearing from the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City.

Fortunately, "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" was saved, Qin Beiyang carefully grabbed the scroll and pasted it to his heart, as if he heard the sound of the night banquet a thousand years ago......

Yanxi Palace, above the three-story attic of the Western Building.

The Tomb Beast of Blue Wolf Town has become a soulless statue in the morning light on the rooftop.

Jiuse didn't dare to climb up again, it stayed on the third floor of Yanxi Palace, put away its antlers with teeth and claws, and restored itself to a "big dog".

The little county king of Ordos Doro rushed up to the third floor, stopped in front of the nine colors, and said, "Don't hurt the blue wolf!" Don't devour its spirit stones...... I guess this is the tomb beast of the Mongol emperor. ”

Qin Beiyang was carrying the scroll of "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" diagonally, and had already climbed the three flights of stairs, hugging the nine-colored mane from behind.

After a long absence, the small town tomb beast turned around and kissed the lips of its owner who had been separated for a year, and the heat in his chest exploded, almost turning into a fire and burning Qin Beiyang.

"You have grown up...... have not seen each other for a year and two months, Qin Beiyang can clearly detect the changes in the nine colors, "You have changed from a little boy to a teenager......"

Jiuse nodded, a thousand words, only turned into a coquettish look.

"Don't forget, Xianshou Hengchang. Never give up, Fang Ling will always be ......"

Qin Beiyang hugged it and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Timur, the king of the little county, had climbed onto the roof, overlooking the three palaces and six courtyards of the Forbidden City, to see the tomb beast of the blue wolf town solidified into a statue.

Then in the rising sun, he found that the bottom of the wolf statue was engraved with a line of strange-shaped words, and it took him a long time to recognize it: "Ba Si Pa Mongolian." ”

"What did you say?"

Qin Beiyang also climbed onto the roof, suffocating in the ancient tomb and coffin for more than a year, and almost forgot what the sky looked like? His skin, which does not see the light of day, is like a pale vampire, and he desperately wants to breathe the sun.

The king of the little county stared at the text on the base of the blue wolf and said: "This is the Mongolian script created by Emperor Kublai Khan's order to the national teacher Ba Sipa, and it is also the official script of the Yuan Dynasty, but because Master Ba Si Pa is the fifth generation patriarch of the Sakya school of Tibetan Buddhism, the script he created was naturally born from the Tibetan alphabet, and it was quite inconvenient for the Mongols to use, so it quickly became a dead script." ”

"So, the owner of the tomb of this tomb beast is ......"

"Kublai Khan, the ancestor of the Yuan dynasty."

"Kublai Khan's tomb beast?" Qin Beiyang looked horrified, "But in the Mengyuan and Yuan dynasties, there was no mausoleum, and the remains were wrapped in carpets and let thousands of horses gallop across the grassland?" ”

Therefore, even though Kublai Khan unified China and ordered the tombsmith clan to build a tomb beast for himself according to Han Chinese custom, he still failed to bury it in the mausoleum after his death. His tomb beast comes from the myth of the white deer, the ancestor of the Mongols, the blue wolf, which represents the descendants of our Genghis Khan, but unfortunately it is useless and abandoned in the Mongolian steppe. Two hundred years ago, it was discovered by the Qing Dynasty army who marched west to Jungger and became the collection of Emperor Kangxi. ”

Qin Beiyang thought thoughtfully: "I remember, just now, this Blue Wolf Town Tomb Beast was almost about to eat you, but it suddenly stopped attacking, did it smell the smell of the Mongols on you?" ”

"Not only that, but I also have the blood of the Golden Family in me. The blue wolf is the tomb beast of Kublai Khan, and I happen to be a direct descendant of Kublai Khan. Its spirit is my ancestor, so it recognizes me and will never hurt me. ”

"Little County King, you can become the master of the tomb beast in Blue Wolf Town! It's like I'm the master of the nine colors. ”

Timur pointed to the scroll that Qin Beiyang was carrying and asked, "Beiyang, "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" was rescued by you?" ”

"Would you like to open it and take a look?"

"Don't! Sunlight can damage ancient paintings. "The little county king is from the family of the princes and nobles, and he also knows a little about antique calligraphy and painting, "I kind of understand, Ah Hai, that guy, he and the old eunuch of Yanxi Palace should cooperate with the outside, steal the national treasures and cultural relics in the Forbidden City, and transport out a lot of treasures every night." However, there are always some loyal eunuchs who refuse to go along with it, only to be killed by these bastards. This is the truth that the Minister in Charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs asked Inspector Ye to investigate. ”

"No wonder, when you see the abnormal appearance in "Han Xizai's Night Banquet", you make a sound and expose it." Qin Beiyang narrowed his eyes and looked at the layers of roofs of the Forbidden City, including the glazed tiles on the majestic Taihe Palace, "However, with my understanding of Ah Hai, I'm afraid it's not as simple as stealing cultural relics and national treasures......

In the early morning in Beijing, the two sat on the Western roof of Yanxi Palace and chatted, guarding a statue of a tomb beast and looking at the golden northeast corner tower of the Forbidden City.

Suddenly, a thin hand wrapped around Qin Beiyang's neck.

He just wanted to resist, but he heard Ah You's gentle voice: "Brother, I'm here." ”

Unconsciously, she also climbed onto the high roof, stroked Qin Beiyang's full beard, and did not dislike his greasy and knotted long hair.

"Sister Ayou, I'm sorry, I promised you that I would return to you in three or four months, or half a year at most...... I've kept you waiting. ”

"Brother, even if Ah You waits until his hair turns gray, when this Forbidden City turns to ashes, I will get you back."

Seeing the young couple reuniting with Qingqing and me, the little king wanted to get off the roof in embarrassment, but heard a noisy footsteps outside the palace wall......

Qin Beiyang also stared at the bottom vigilantly, only to see the gate of Yanxi Palace open, and many eunuchs rushed in, looking at the number of people, it was estimated that there were hundreds of people. They hugged an open-top sedan chair and sat a young man in a white suit, with a big shiny back, a long, pale face, no beard, and a pair of round-rimmed glasses.

He was the last owner of the Forbidden City, the last emperor of China to be recognized by the history books - Aixin Jueluo Puyi.