When night fell, Qin Beiyang and Jiuse stepped on the remnants of the snow in the ravine and dense forest, their cheeks were cut by thorns a few times, wolf howls sounded from time to time around them, and there were blind bears who were awakened.

Don't know where it is? Not to mention any tunzi and passers-by, not even a single hunter or bandit, this is the vast eastern three provinces, like Siberia to be developed.

Qin Beiyang sat down weakly, lit the dry branches of the withered grass, and sparks splashed in the night sky. Nine Colors helps him catch a hare, which he skins and roasts, which is no less delicious than eating mammoth meat from 10,000 years ago in the Ice Burial Tomb.

On a spring night, the lobes of the lungs burned again, and a woman gave birth to a baby-like tearing sensation. If human pain is graded into 10, this is the highest level...... Qin Beiyang wondered that he was not a woman, why did he suddenly think of having a baby?

I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tomorrow with my own life. Qin Beiyang ordered Jiuse to take him to the nearest tomb - it must be an ancient tomb with a dungeon, the tomb of ordinary people only has a coffin, and it does not have the aura of ancient times, so it can't suppress his cancer cells at all.

Bubble pee, extinguish the campfire, and set off again. This place is the remnant vein of Changbai Mountain, ancient and desolate, where did the ancient tomb come from? Another spring snow fell, and the nine colors took him over the mountains and mountains, and only at noon did he see the flat ground under the mountain. Qin Beiyang was no longer able to walk, and the nine colors circled around him, and the assassins would catch up at any time.

Suddenly, Qin Beiyang remembered a tool - he had lived in Russia for more than half a year and had already learned to make a sled.

With the help of Jiuse, Qin Beiyang, who was dying, made the simplest wooden climbing plow, and then tied Jiuse's chest with a rope, and lay on the climbing plow with his back to the sky. Nine colors were like a dog pulling a sled, dragging him down the mountain. The wooden plough in the three eastern provinces can be pulled by oxen and horses, and can also be used to call dogs like indigenous peoples, and can also be supported by two wooden sticks to ski.

Finally, he saw the people of Tunpu, but it was not the living who could save him, but the dead, the people who died hundreds of years ago.

The loyal Nine Colors dragged the wooden plough and galloped across the snow-covered crops, could it have determined the direction of the ancient tomb? Qin Beiyang, who was burning and flustered in the burning of his lungs, suddenly saw a broken well and a ruined ruin, and two stone scripture buildings stood tall.

The remnants of rammed earth must be the walls of the city. Looking through the rotten walls, the snow buried the low-lying and barren grass, revealing the stone foundation. Jiuse pulled the plough and crossed the north-south central axis, which was completely the pattern of the imperial capital, and the scale far exceeded that of the inland county seats, prefectures and even provincial capitals. The ruins of the palace wall of basalt, the foundation of the five major halls before and after. Broken Buddha statues lie in the snow, like Venus with broken arms in the Louvre. The pattern of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty coincides with the present. The central axis is the famous Suzaku Street? The staggered checkerboard streets are also the layout of Chang'an City: the inner city, the outer city and the palace city.

Incredibly, this is a Tang Dynasty Chang'an City sleeping in the northeast forest and snow field......

The wooden plough passed through the snow through the city, and when it came to a frozen river, there was a large stone with the words "Tokyo City" engraved on it! This domineering name obviously has nothing to do with Tokyo, Japan, what is it?

Nine colors dragged their master across the frozen river. It was spring in April, not the middle of winter, and I was worried that the ice would not hold up, and I was terrified to the other side. Qin Beiyang rolled down from the climbing plow, recovered a little bit of strength, and followed Jiu Se into the mountain road.

I don't know how high I climbed, looking back at the plain, the outline of the ancient city is clear, and a large river flows out of the frozen lake, from south to north, surrounded by mountains, forming a fertile river valley basin.

If this is an imperial capital, there must be an imperial tomb nearby. As soon as he looked up, he found a dragon vein, which was imposingly converging from the mountains and rivers on both sides, reaching the dragon's lair directly in front of him......

A seven-story stone tomb towering over a hillside.

In the wilderness and mountains of the three eastern provinces, there is a magnificent tomb, which I am afraid can only be compared to the emperor's sealed land. The granite stone strips, like a mountain fortress, are far more difficult than the mounds made of mounds.

Nine Colors climbed the stone steps and reached a few gravel stones on the fifth floor. Qin Beiyang's last few steps were dragged up by the nine colors. The town's tomb beast discovered the entrance to the tomb and smashed open the hidden stones, revealing a deep tunnel.

I'm afraid it's been stolen and excavated? Qin Beiyang doesn't care, he didn't come to raise the coffin to make a fortune and dig gold and steal treasures, he just used the ancient tomb as a life-saving place.

He had been tormented by lung cancer to the point that he only had half a breath left, and after a few turns in the ancient tomb, the nine colors had grown snow-white antlers, and he was covered in golden scale armor, turning into a young Qilin Town Tomb Beast. Qin Beiyang greedily breathed in the smell of the tomb, his cheeks were plastered with the cold murals, almost melting into the netherworld.

The tomb is the yin mansion of the dead waiting to be reborn into the blissful fairyland, and it is also the elixir that resurrects Qin Beiyang from the lips of the god of death.

The burning lobes of the lungs gradually died out, the division of cancer cells in the chest had stopped, and a certain breath continued to seep into the skin from the ground, rising from the dantian, running through the abdomen and chest cavity to the heart of the head. Like a flame pouring into the spring, only the sound of evaporation remains.

It was Jiu Se who found this feng shui treasure and brought the owner to the grave. Otherwise, Qin Beiyang would have died and become a corpse riddled with cancer cells.

Just as some people are blind and can only rely on their ears forever; Some people are lame and can't live without crutches for the rest of their lives; Some people suffer from madness and must be kept in a psychiatric hospital or in an iron cage. And he has to dig three feet into the ground for many years, hiding in the depths of the underground palace to inhibit the growth of cancer cells, like a bell tower monster, and like an opera phantom, in order to defeat the short-lived curse of the gravesmith clan and not be killed by the radioactivity of the tomb beast spirit stone.

But Qin Beiyang can't eradicate the cancer cells, and he will become a monster living in the ancient tomb for the rest of his life.

Whatever the master was thinking, the nine colors could immediately sense it. It rubbed Qin Beiyang with its red mane, and conveyed apology with its glass-colored eyes - I'm sorry, I made you to the brink of death, I am the moving killing machine, the source of calamity, disease and bad omen, should I leave you?

Qin Beiyang smiled bitterly and hugged Jiuse tightly and said, "You have saved my life countless times, I can meet you and live to this day, I am fortunate to have three lives." Listen to my father, twenty years ago, in the Bailuyuan Tang Dynasty cemetery, when I was born in the coffin of the little prince, if you hadn't let go of my mother in childbirth and helped my father, our family of three would have died. Therefore, my life is a gift from you, and I have no regrets to be with you. ”

Originally, lung cancer made it difficult for him to sit and lie down, and he would be woken up by pain when he fell asleep, but now in this ancient tomb, Qin Beiyang overcame the pain and was able to sleep peacefully......

He thought that he would dream back to Bailuyuan, and dreamed of the coffin of the little prince of the Tang Dynasty again, but it was rare to have no dreams all night.

I don't know how long I slept? Day or night outside? The whole body was much more comfortable, the pain in the chest was no longer there, and I got up and walked a few steps in a row, except for the weakness and fluttering of the soles of my feet, it seemed that there was no major problem.

Perhaps, the older the mausoleum, the higher the specifications of the tomb owner, and the stronger the killing effect on Qin Beiyang's cancer cells.

Jiuse lied to him for a while, and continued to grope forward. The tomb went down a few steps, revealing a skeleton. Judging from his clothes and braids, he was a Qing Dynasty man, and he had a large cigarette pouch gun, what did this tomb robber kill against? Qin Beiyang must remind himself that the ancient tomb can save his life, and it may also kill him.

At the turn of the tomb, he found a five-pointed star sign engraved on it, could it be that this had a special meaning in the Tang Dynasty? No, the stonemason experience told him that the cut was freshly baked, and there were stone chips in the ground, perhaps just recently.

Qin Beiyang became more and more careful, and he found many forks in the road, which were very different from the usual mausoleums, until a bronze door.

He had not come to rob the tomb, but continued to walk forward, the steps went up, and after a few turns, he came to the point where there was no way out, and he was confronted by a broken tomb door. The stone wall of the corridor was used as a door post, and the top cover stone was plastered with white plaster, and the door had been destroyed.

The glass fireball illuminates a dark burial chamber with a coffin bed in the middle, a rectangular brick strip built into five layers, and a huge catalpa wood coffin. The square floor tiles under his feet, with traces of painting, are surrounded by vivid and compelling murals - first four samurai, with red lips and plump faces, wearing red tasseled helmets, wearing smut scale armor robes, girdles, rolled sleeves and wrist guards, holding iron in the right hand, holding a long sword in the left, with bamboo patterns on the sheath and a bow bag around the waist. Three musicians, wearing a bevelled head, a wide robe with a round neck, a leather belt around their waists, and bast shoes on their feet. One plays the pipa, the other plays the gonghou, and the other beats the clapper, just like a band in the underworld. The seven characters, with beautiful eyes and clear eyebrows, red lips, bright clothes, and charming demeanor, are either male pets with broken sleeves or women dressed as men.

Professor Wang Jiawei's archaeological book records the murals unearthed near Wu Zetian's Qianling Tomb, both in terms of figures and costumes, which are highly similar to this one. Because Empress Wu Zetian herself loves to wear men's clothes, a popular fashion in the Tang Dynasty.

Qin Beiyang confirmed that the owner of the tomb was of a similar era to Wu Zetian, including the ruins of the huge imperial capital at the foot of the mountain.

However, there are no grave beasts.