The seventh year of the Republic of China, 1918 in the Western calendar, May.

This is the world.

The "Heavenly Academy" pays attention to the "Assassin Dao" and the "Underground Palace Dao", while the National Peking University in the human world, the princess mansion of the former Qing Dynasty, pays attention to Mr. De and Mr. Sai.

A windy day has just passed, another sunny and refreshing day. Ouyang Anna was still in a simple blue dress, carrying a schoolbag and textbooks, walked into the history department classroom, and sat in the front row of Timur, the king of the little county.

Professor Wang Jiawei wrote a line on the blackboard -

Assassins

The students below looked at this line of English characters, looking at each other, unbelievable!

"Ladies and gentlemen, today I will teach medieval history. During the Crusades, King Philip II Augustus of France is said to have been assassinated. This is a mysterious Order of Assassins, who has assassinated countless monarchs in the East and West, based in Persia, called the Order of Assassins, also known as the 'Old Man of the Mountain', transliterated 'Assasin'! ”

"Assassins?"

Timur, the little prince, seems to have heard of it.

"Not bad!" Professor Wang's lectures are simple and always likes to tell some strange things, "Students, has anyone seen Alexandre Dumas's "The Enmity of Monte Cristo"? ”

Anna raised her hand below: "I've seen it." ”

Chapter 31 of Monte Cristo's Feud tells of the Old Man of the Mountain, who seven hundred years ago, the Assassins were entrenched in a fairyland-like mountain, with beautiful heavenly gardens, evergreen trees that bloom all year round, palaces of ancient splendor, decorated with gold and silver treasures, pipes that open to flow wine, honey and milk, and young boys and girls. When a child eats a certain herb, he believes that he has long since died, and his soul soars to heaven after death. They learned in the mountains and practiced the art of assassination and fighting. After graduating from school, he will enjoy himself for a few days, and then he will be sent back to the world to carry out the assassination mission. By this time, however, the Assassins had been reborn and sworn allegiance to their masters, fearless of sacrifice, believing that they would return to Heaven after death! ”

"I remember!" Anna frowned, "But isn't that brainwashing?" ”

"The assassination of the old man in the mountain almost changed the history of the world. Later, when the Mongols went west, my ancestors swept through Persia and went up the mountain to exterminate the Assassins, which brought peace to the world. ”

The little county king of Ordos Doro proudly boasted, but he was not exaggerating at all, in front of the invincible Mongolian iron cavalry, no matter how powerful the assassin was, he would be finished!

Ouyang Anna frowned and remembered the group of assassins who killed her father and slaughtered Qin Beiyang's entire family: "Teacher, is there still such an assassin order in China?" Is there also Assasin's Heavenly Garden? ”

"That was six or seven hundred years ago...... Now it is the Republic of China, the twentieth century, where did such a murderous gang of assassins come from? ”

Anna was unrelenting: "Isn't the Republic of China in the twentieth century still warlords fighting and separating princes? Just like the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the late Tang Dynasty Town. ”

"Today's lecture is over, and now I would like to introduce a distinguished guest!" Professor Wang introduced with a spring breeze, "Students, today we are honored to invite the world-famous great sinologist - Mr. Paul Birchhe! ”

In the classroom, a foreign man about forty years old, dressed as a French officer, wears a high hat, and wears a medal pinned to his chest.

"Hello students, there is a brutal war going on in Europe, and I must defend my homeland. Today, I am the Under-Military Attache of the French Legation in China, returning to the China I love, to continue to discover the treasures of civilization. ”

Unexpectedly, Birch was fluent in Beijing.

"Mr. Bo Xihe, I heard that ten years ago, you took away countless ancient documents and scriptures from the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang and transported them all to Paris, France, don't you think this is a kind of theft of Chinese cultural relics?"

The question was asked by the small county king of Ordostoro, who, as the heir to the Mongol princes, was not afraid of the military attaché and vice-minister of the French legation. Anna quietly gave him a thumbs up.

"Timur-san!" Wang Jiawei's face couldn't be hung up, "You must know how to be measured when asking questions!" ”

"It's okay!" Bo Xihe stroked his mustache and smiled, "This classmate, but a descendant of Timur the Great?" ”

"No, the lame Timur was a thief. My surname is Xiao'er Jin, and I am a member of the Golden Family, a descendant of Genghis Khan. ”

"Seven hundred years ago, everywhere the Mongol Empire passed, all lives were destroyed and civilizations were destroyed: Jin, Western Xia, Southern Song Dynasty, Khorezm, Arab Caliphate, Grand Duchy of Kiev ...... 'Dunhuang Testament' was buried in the Tibetan scripture cave in the early years of Western Xia, only to escape the catastrophe of the Mongol conquest. The more than 6,000 volumes of manuscripts that I brought with me to the Bibliothèque Nationale de Paris belong to both China and the world. Rather than leaving these treasures in China, ruined by war and greedy warlords, and behaving as the burial objects of careerists, why not enter the best libraries? Contribute to the study of history and human civilization? ”

Bo Xihe's words were reasonable and well-founded, but they made the little county king speechless for a while.

Suddenly, Ouyang Anna said in fluent French: "Mr. Bo Xihe, I would like to ask you, when China is rich and stable in the future, will France return these treasures to China?" ”

"Nice to hear about wonderful French!" Bo Xihe was impressed by the eighteen-year-old girl, "I think, it will definitely be returned!" ”

"Okay!" Finally returning to the round, Professor Wang was quite happy, "Cheng Boxi and Mr. Jiyan, my classmates must study hard to revitalize China." Mr. Bo Xihe, I heard that you participated in archaeological excavations in the suburbs of Beijing, can you tell us a word or two? ”

"There is a large tomb in Fangshan, Beijing, which has recently been excavated, and the Sino-French joint archaeological team is carrying out rescue excavations. This tomb is either rich or expensive, and it may be buried with important tomb beasts. ”

Hearing the word Tomb Beast, Wang Jiawei frowned: "Mr. Bo Xihe, you are also interested in the Tomb Beast?" ”

"Yes, I have a good friend in Shanghai, who is also the nephew of the great painter Gauguin, and he has seen the real tomb beast with his own eyes."

"Pierre Gauguin!"

Ouyang Anna said the name in French, and Bo Xihe nodded with a smile: "The world is so small!" This young lady, I guess you're from Shanghai, and you must have a lot of antiques in your house. ”

Thinking of the burned and looted Dharma Mountain on the sea, Anna didn't want to answer, so she changed the topic: "Mr. Bo Xihe, can we student representatives go with Professor Wang to visit your archaeological excavation site?" ”

"No problem!" French men always respond to beautiful girls, "Tomorrow morning, I will wait for you at the tomb of Fuwang Village, Changgou Town, Fangshan." ”

At the end of this class, Anna returned to the campus of Peking University on April Day, her vest was swishing and cold, and she looked back vigilantly, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at her on the tiles on the roof of the classroom......

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright, Ouyang Anna walked out of the alley deep in the hundred flowers, and Qi Yuanshan drove a military convertible car waiting at the door.

Ah You walked with her, a fifteen-year-old girl, and it was not a taste to be bored in the courtyard all day long. Anna didn't dare to let her run around the city of Beijing alone, what if she ran into a bad guy again? So he took his "sister" to the suburbs together.

Qi Yuanshan said that there are often bandits in the deep mountains and old forests around Fangshan, and he is not worried about letting girls go deep into danger. Of course, Anna knew Qi Yuanshan's thoughts, so she agreed to set up a shelf, and sat in the back row with Ah You.

This was a gift from the French government to the Beiyang government as a reward for China's declaration of war on Germany. The French have already transported troops on the battlefield by car, and in the future the Chinese army will have thousands of such cars. ”

Qi Yuanshan proudly drove a convertible car through the city, and when he drove out of the city from Xizhimen, he almost hit the hole in the city gate.

Passing by the camel village in western Beijing, Ouyang Anna naturally remembered another person: "Haven't you heard any news from Qin Beiyang?" ”

"Oh, I've searched all over the city, but there's no news. However, the wanted criminal in the Longxitang extermination case of Deshengmen a few years ago looks like him...... Qi Yuanshan clenched the steering wheel, "Maybe he just looks like him." ”

Ah You comforted: "Sister, Jiren has his own natural appearance, brother will be fine, don't worry." ”

Outside Beijing, magpies and crows chirp in the branches. Anna and Ah You frolicked all the way, really as a spring outing for boys and girls.

The wind and sand swept in from Mongolia, captivating Anna's glass-colored eyes. Ah You stretched out the tip of her tongue and helped her "sister" lick the sand from her eyes. The moment they blew like an orchid, they hugged each other tightly.

The convertible car went to Zhoukoudian first, and there was a small keel mountain, where Professor Wang and Xiaojun Wang were already waiting.

This trip is not easy, and simply seeing a few more monuments is far better than sitting in the study of the ivory tower. Walking to the ruins of an ancient temple, Anna found a delicate cross pattern, standing on a lotus seat, with a peach heart at each end of the cross pen. At both ends of the pen, carve a flower pot each. At the cross, strange words are inscribed. She is a Catholic and is very sensitive to this. Professor Wang said that this is Syriac, and if you look at the shape of the stone carving sites, most of them are from the Tang Dynasty.

"How can a Christian cross appear in a Buddhist temple? Or is it from the Tang Dynasty? ”

Wang Jiawei looked at his pocket watch: "This ...... We hurried to find Mr. Birch and Mr. Birch, it would be too late to spend the night here. ”

Changgou Town, Tomb King Village.

Anna saw a large tomb, with her back to the mountain above, on the verge of the Juma River, quite a king's air. There are still many stone sheep, stone horses, stone tigers, and stone Weng Zhong on the ground......

"The so-called Tomb King Village must be a village of tomb keepers." Wang Jiawei pointed to the hard field and said, "According to the local people, this tomb is called 'Tamamo Tomb', where the king of Tarmora is buried, and the golden well under the coffin is actually the eye of the Bohai Sea." Whoever dares to dig up the tomb of King Talama will have a great tsunami. ”