The little shadow was none other than the captive they had captured last night. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info(/..) That is, the old ghost who knows the specific place of the mausoleum. Ao Xiang pointed to his nose and said, "Hurry up, don't ink, find a place." The little black shadow trembled, looked left and right, and then drifted towards the north. I said, "I didn't expect you to really have a hand, I'm worried that I won't find it." Ao Xiang laughed and said, "If this old boy deceives us, we will eat him later." ”

Ao Xiang said loudly in the back: "Don't play tricks, if Lao Tzu finds that something is wrong, he will digest you immediately, you know." "I didn't expect this Ao Xiang to stay at home and surf the Internet every day, and this term is learned very quickly. The black shadow head will not be able to do it, and it will float faster. The place he took us to might be the wind-eroded stone forest in front of us.

This stone forest, as long as there is wind, the ghost cries wolf, but now there is no wind, but it is a lot quieter. At the edge of this stone forest, the little black figure stopped, and we caught up with him, and I asked, "Where is it, what mechanism is there?" He pointed to a small hole not far away, about fifty centimeters in size, which had been blown by the wind, and shook his head. Ao Xiang said: "He probably meant that it was the entrance, and there was no mechanism inside. ”

Dorjee said with some anger: "Damn, the people of Loulan used to like to play dog holes? Even the grave is repaired like this? As I walked, I said, "It may be a long time, blown out by the wind, and it is definitely not man-made." They came with me, and I continued, "The hole is too small, let's make it bigger, what's so hard about it?" ”

I first looked inside the hole, if it was just a thief, it would be fine, but the outside of the hole was wide, and the inside was a little smaller, so it would take a little bit of fighting. Like a trumpet, I turned my head to the little black shadow and said, "Are you sure there is the mausoleum of the Loulan royal family down here?" He nodded, in affirmation. I smiled and said, "Dig." "The three of us started digging this fifty-centimeter hole.

After digging for three hours, I dug to the top of the tomb. His mausoleum is very different from that of the Central Plains. There is no tomb at all, that is, a tomb is sealed. And this burial chamber is very low, and there are a lot of sticks and other things stuck around the burial chamber. It is dense, just like a hedgehog filling the space of this tomb. This tomb is not very big, at most ten square meters, but the sticks that fill the tomb make us very puzzled.

Dorjee looked at the full sticks in the tomb below and asked, "What kind of tricks is this t playing?" The little black man came out at this time and pointed, Ao Xiang translated: "This is to stabilize the mausoleum, after all, it is all sand, it is not easy to make a hole, in order to stabilize, you need these sticks." "I saw these sticks, both long and thick, and this Loulan person really has a set. Without exception, all of these dry sticks are poplar trees.

It seems that there were more poplars here in the past than now, and the environment must be much better than now. I said to Ao Xiang, "You and Master Xu Fu are watching from above, and I will go down with Dorjee to see what is there." Ao Xiang nodded and said, "Call me if something happens, if this kid's information is wrong, he will correct the law on the spot." The little black shadow shuddered and shook its head. I scrambled my bag and went down the hole with a flashlight.

When we got to this burial chamber, we all had to bend over, first because it was too short, and second because of the sticks. This so-called royal burial chamber looks very simple, and there is not even a mural around it. Many of the bottles and cans may have been utensils used by the tomb owner during his lifetime. Dorjee went to check the utensils, and I went straight to the coffin. On the top of the coffin, a thick layer of ash fell, but I could still see it clearly from the side, and I painted a lot of Buddha statues.

I looked carefully at these carved Buddha statues, and they were very true. The lines, not all of them are depicted on it, all the pigments have not fallen off with the passage of time, I think it is a mineral pigment, and only this pigment can. I gently wiped the dust off the lid of the coffin, and there was still a Buddha statue on it, and there was only one Buddha statue on the whole coffin lid. It's sitting, eyes closed, hands stamped, lifelike.

I really didn't expect Loulan to have such superb painting skills. However, this Buddha statue is a bit of a Western painting style, but it is not the same as the style of the Central Plains, and it may also be the Xiongnu, in short, I can only see the difference, but I don't know where the difference is, but this definitely does not prevent me from looking for things. We are here to find things, not to study Buddhist culture. I gently buckled the lid of the coffin and flipped it up, the buckle was a little tight, I pushed a little harder, and it opened with a "touch".

I gently lifted the lid of the coffin and pushed it hard to push it aside. It's not the first time I've done this kind of thing, I'm afraid, not at all, I still wish something would happen. When I shone my flashlight into the coffin, I thought that this corpse was particularly interesting, it was included like a zongzi, and only one head was exposed, which had become dry bones. I took out my gloves from my bag and said to the guy lying in the coffin, "I'm sorry, I'm forced to do this, if you don't want to, you can get up and say something." Then he smiled and began to help him with the "autopsy".

We can't do archaeology, but we're good at destroying it. Inside the coffin, all the mess was thrown out, and the gold and jade were not found, and the rags were still rags. This guy is wrapped tighter than a mummy, and I suspect that this kind of weather is dead, is it to make him deteriorate faster? Just as I was picking up the dry bones, Dorjee shouted, "Big brother, come and see, there are good things." "I put down what I was holding, thinking that Dorjee had found something good, and who knew that he had found wine cream.

The wine, as well as the liquor, was contained in several jars, and it was well sealed, and the wine inside became that slimy thing, and when it was opened, the aroma was pervasive, and when I smelled it, I felt drunk. I'm not a drunkard, and when I saw Dorjee's drooling appearance, I said, "Move away, take it all away, and it's a waste to stay here." Dorjee smiled and asked me, "Did you find anything over there?" ”

I shook my head, took my flashlight, circled the sticks and returned to the coffin, and continued my work of dissecting the bodies. In the end, I didn't find anything particularly valuable, and the only good thing was that in the lower left corner of the coffin, a small gold jar was found. This small gold jar is like the form of a red can, but there is no lid on it, it is a small mouth, covered with a small gold top, and around the small jar, a simple pattern is depicted.

On the rolling hills, a tree is carved, and a man is holding something under the tree. When I took the flashlight carefully, the mountain above the small jar was not depicted with a tree, right? Because I seem to have seen this tree somewhere, and I don't think it looks like it--Soul Rejuvenation Grass. I saw it on the broken murals in Loulan. I hurriedly climbed outside with this small jar, and when I got outside, I took this small jar and let Xu Fu see it without saying a word.

Of course, Xu Fu knew what I meant, looked at it, dialed the jar, and there was a rattling inside. Ao Xiang asked me, "What's in here?" I shook my head and said, "I don't know what it is, but I think the tree depicted on it is not like a tree, but a soul regeneration grass." Xu Fu nodded excitedly, and Ao Xiang said, "What was found in the coffin?" I nodded, took the gold jar and poured out the contents.

The three black things are already very difficult to distinguish what they are. Xu Fu flicked the three little black eggs, very excited, dancing with his hands. Ao Xiang said highly: "This is the fruit of the Soul Rejuvenation Grass. "When I heard about the fruit of the soul grass, I was also excited, just looking at these three black things, I couldn't imagine that this thing had the effect of repairing the soul, it must have been too long, and it had long been weathered.

And Dorjee, on the other hand, is carrying a big wine jar outside... I said to Dorjee, "Don't move yet, let's see what else is inside." You look at this thing first, and I'll go down and look for any other valuable clues. Ao Xiang and Xu Fu began to study the little gold jar I brought out, and Dorjee and I went down again, this time, I looked more carefully, for fear that I would miss something. Inside the coffin, it was completely turned upside down, except for the bones, it was rags, and even under the coffin lid, I had seen it, and there was nothing.

In this mausoleum, Dorjee and I looked for it again, except for some bottles and jars of utensils, there was nothing of value, I thought, this mausoleum is really poor enough, the only valuable thing may be the small gold jar I brought out for the first time. When we went up, Ao Xiang said to me excitedly: "This little golden jar contains the fruit of the Soul Rejuvenation Grass, but all of them are weathered and cannot be used, but we still found clues, maybe we know where the Soul Rejuvenation Grass is." ”

I was surprised and asked, "Where?" Ao Xiang pointed to the distance, and I followed the direction he pointed out and came out of the yellow sand, which was the mountain range in the distance. I thought of the endless hungry mountains depicted on the little jar and asked, "Is it on that mountain?" Ao Xiang nodded and said: "Yes, it should be, you look at the person on the small jar, I think it is the owner of the tomb, and what I am holding in my hand should be the fruit of the Soul Rejuvenation Grass, and that one should be the Soul Restoration Grass." ”

What Ao Xiang said can also be reasonable, after all, when people die, they all want to live forever, ** can't live forever, at least the spirit also needs to live forever. That's why it's pinned on the Soul Rejuvenation Grass. The fruit of the burial revival grass is possible. Ao Xiang continued: "You see that they are so respectful, this figure is kneeling, which shows that they have great respect for the Soul Restoration Grass, it should not be uprooted, I think it is on the mountain." ”

Ao Xiang makes sense, after all, the ancient people didn't understand many things, so they pinned their trust on the gods, I guess those Loulan people may occasionally know the effect of this soul rejuvenation grass, and then think that it can also bring the dead back to life, so they use the fruit of the soul rejuvenation grass as a burial. It's all in the past. I looked at the mountains in the distance and felt myself one step closer to the truth. said: "That's the Tianshan Mountain, it's so big, where can we go to find it." ”

Dorjee said with a smile: "Big brother, have you forgotten the experience we once had in Kunlun Mountain to find Yin Yang Fire?" I smiled awkwardly and said, "Look at fate." The leather corpse Xu Fu swayed his skin, and also pointed to the Tianshan Mountain in the distance, I smiled helplessly and said: "It seems that I really want to go to this Tianshan Mountain, but I can go down, but some can climb the mountain." ”

I said, "Rest, everyone is tired today, take a break, and tomorrow morning we will set off for the Tianshan Mountains." Then he looked at the jars of wine and said, "Don't drink alcohol, and when we're done with our business, drink as much as we want." "I said this to Dorjee, if we drink in a daze, what else will we do? Besides, the wine has been left for more than a thousand years, and who knows if there are any side effects, and we still have to take care of him if he spoils his stomach.

Dorjee smiled and said, "I know the big brother, I will never touch it." I nodded and said, "Go back, it's all yours." Ao Xiang pointed to the little black shadow and said, "Let's go." The little black shadow disappeared before our eyes. This is also counted, let the dark flowers brighten, I suddenly feel that sometimes it is really not good to not believe in fate. I can always find some hope when there is no hope, but if I can't find hope, I create hope by myself.

Dorjee and Ao Xiang caught the little ghost in the ruins of Loulan, I began to think that it was pure, really, if I didn't definitely join in, I just didn't think it was reliable. Who knows that this unreliable behavior has won us a glimmer of hope. If people are overjoyed, they will inevitably speak unreliable. Ao Xiang is this kind of person, since he waved his big hand and said: "For the master, don't say it's catching a little ghost, it's just catching a night wandering god, and I won't give up the day wandering god." ”

I said angrily: "Don't be scared, the blind cat meets the dead mouse, freely arranged in the dark, let's go to the sky this time, replenish by the way, now to Fangcheng, and then go to the west for a hundred kilometers, where is someone waiting for us, let's not rush now, take your time, this Tianshan is big, definitely not much smaller than Kunlun, let's go this time, to put it bluntly, the element of luck is bigger." Ao Xiang patted his chest and said, "As long as we don't encounter perverts, we will definitely be fine." "Kunlun was looking for yin and yang fire that time, and Ao Xiang suffered from Li Lao's loss, it seems that this time it is a long memory.

The mausoleum was simply buried, and the next morning we headed in the direction of Fangcheng. It was only a little more than 20 kilometers, and our wheels were buried in the sand once on the way. It took a lot of effort for the three of us to get the car out. This Gobi Desert is really difficult to walk, and sometimes I feel that getting a camel is better than driving, which is too bumpy. But the advantage is that you can drive casually, and there is no road...... There are no traffic rules, let alone a ticket issued by the traffic police.

Fangcheng, said to be a city, is actually still a ruin, relatively better than Loulan, at least there are some people here to do business or something, but things are expensive. I felt that this place was a supply depot for tourists, and I stayed to see things, and Ao Xiang and Dorjee began to look for clues in this place. This is what we have to do when we get to a place, and not long after they left, I saw a familiar figure among the people who came and went—Ma Li.