Hexi Corridor, Gobi.

The desolate Gobi Desert is particularly lively tonight.

More than a dozen engineering vehicles are surrounded by a circle, and the headlights at the front end will illuminate the place.

And in the dazzling lights.

A group of figures in white protective suits were hunched over, crouching or lying on their stomachs, carefully digging on the ground.

Every now and then, one of the guards stood up on the ground and called out to the rest of his companions.

Then, after a brief gathering of the crowd, a mud-stained object that could not be seen clearly was carried by two protective suits to the construction truck.

Seeing this, the personnel who had been waiting here for a long time hurriedly took over and used the tools prepared in advance to carry out a simple cleanup.

After a moment of waiting, the object being held revealed its original appearance—a mutilated stone tablet the size of a human head. Looking at the fairly clear text on it, the staff looked away with a little difficulty and said, "Go and hand it to the professor and let them translate!" ”

Seeing this, the companions around him smiled tacitly.

The craze for history and archaeology has just become popular recently, and newcomers who have just entered the door only see the existing dividends, but they do not see the suffering of their predecessors.

There is no need to go back too far, even just half a year ago. Archaeology is still very unpopular.

All year round, either eat the wind and sand, or drill into the deep mountains and old forests, often lie in the ground and do not see the day, and have to hold a heavy book to study when there is a little leisure, hard work and labor.

If it weren't for a loving heart, who would choose archaeology.

And, most importantly, being with the grave every day is always a special experience after a long time.

Although, according to the professional explanation, they have been drilling in the ground for too long, the air is not circulating, and some harmful gases in the mound of the mound have affected the brain to hallucinate, but. If you are an expert, you can also deceive those old men and old ladies.

What's more, I don't believe in my own personal experience, but listen to some people's explanations.

Scold!

Compared to archaeology, earthwork pits can only be regarded as small puddles.

If you don't have any love, you really can't do this!

Therefore, he can understand the curiosity of his companions, and unlike in the past, he tossed around the graves of his ancestors, and in recent months, they have participated in the excavation of the ruins of the kind of villages and towns and even ancient cities that have been buried by wind and sand, water and soil.

This sense of atmosphere, scratch it and it will come up!

Moreover, the new discoveries are very different from the current mainstream history books, and in some places are even subversive, just like the strange and strange that was once attributed to the fantasies of the ancients.

But the newly excavated cultural relics, first go to the teacher and Buddhism and Taoism to study the high merits, this is an iron law, no one can violate!

As we all know, the emergence of a certain kind of tough rule often represents an unspeakable past.

A month and a half ago.

In Yongdinghe, a researcher who consciously worked overtime had an accident while translating an ancient scripture.

"Master Dao, I'm done! Dao Ye, I'm done! ”

The researcher shouted as he climbed to the roof of the research institute to refine the Qi and ascend!

Well, the people were arrested and taken to the hospital that day, and the results of the examination are not yet known, but since then, there has been such a rule in the excavation of the ruins - and beside the teacher, there are also high-level and heavily armed personnel of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism.

After changing hands several times, this broken fragment of the stele was finally handed over to the experts.

Beside them, there were several other broken stone tablets of various sizes.

After some patchwork, I barely managed to make a complete appearance.

Several experts in protective suits, wearing glasses, approached the stone monument and whispered while recording the translation:

"Tang, in the sixth year of Yonghui, His Majesty conscripted the Niu Snake God from all over the Tang Dynasty to go to the Western Regions to stabilize the capital and protect the stability, and cooperate with the conquest of the Western Turkic XX Mountain God, brave and good at fighting, and cut off more than 1,000 heads of evil gods with his own strength. In the sixth year, in July, the mountain god drove the city to burn the city, broke through the Western Turkic royal city, and fought with the Mingjiao Buddha

The next day, the XX mountain god won the battle and exterminated the Ming Sect.

In the same month, the XX mountain god led an army of 100,000 to break through Tubo, annihilating the Buddhas of Tubo, beheading the god of Middle Earth over a hundred Tang Dynasty to recover Tubo, in August, XX mountain god killed Middle Earth, wiped out the god of barbarians, and killed the god of the Great Qin Bird 15

With the destruction of the country and the expansion of the land, His Majesty announced to the heavens and the earth, personally sealed the throne of the mighty Saint Youling King, and returned to the command of the Xiyue Emperor, allowing him to take charge of the Western Regions and the mountains and rivers of Tibet.

In the sixth year of Tang Yonghui, on the twenty-first day of August, the stone was carved on the tablet. ”

Damn, what a peerless god of war!

One year, no, half a year to destroy the two countries, this is definitely not a mythical story. Well, the protagonist recorded in the inscription is indeed a mountain god, and people are not lying.

But this is really outrageous, the record is on the one hand, and the more important thing is that the previously familiar past, there is a new branch. The Western Turks are just that, and the key is that the Tibetans are also gone.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"The mighty Saint Bless Spirit King. The gods of the Tang Dynasty, why is it not recorded on the true spirit karma map. ”

The Taoist chief on the side leaned his head in front of the stone monument and whispered.

However, doubts are only a matter of a moment, and in a long history, there will always be a few pages that are lost.

And since the great changes in the heavens and the earth, and the revival of the aura, there have been more things that were unheard of in the past, and a god who has not been recorded on the true spiritual karma map is just a god who has been lost for a thousand years anyway, and his old man is no worse than waiting for a few more days.

When the authenticity is confirmed, the golden body will be reshaped when the time comes, and please come back.

However, the fake ones are just that.

If this is true, tsk, this record is really fierce, from Dunhuang to Daqin, almost the entire Central Asia and Europe have been beaten, and no one can be beaten.

And in the inscription, there is also a Seraphic Angel who was killed.

Gee!

The information of this ruin, if it is sealed later, it will be fine, but if it is released, the countries involved will have to fry the pot.

Just as the Taoist was smiling in his heart, a clerk handed over his phone to the expert leaning in front of the inscription.

The next moment, the face of the expert who answered the phone suddenly changed:

"Mighty Saint Blessed Spirit King?"

"How do you know, obviously the ruins have just been excavated, and the relics are all being processed, and even we have only just learned the name."

"Someone in Xiangxi saw it with their own eyes, and there was still the mark of that person on his forehead. Okay, I know, the sorted information will be handed over to you as soon as possible for judgment. ”

Well!?

Dao Chief's eyes widened when he heard this.

If he didn't have Alzheimer's, it seems that someone on the phone just now said that he witnessed it with his own eyes.

After a minute, look at the photos on your phone.

Looking at the sparkling mark on his forehead, Dao Chang's face was cloudy.

"Dao Chief, is it fake?"

The clerk next to him asked cautiously.

"No, it's probably true!"

Although he couldn't see it as real as the real thing through the screen, when he saw this imprint, he had already confirmed the authenticity of the other party in his heart.

It's like a father and son who have been separated for years.

Even if there is no so-called pedigree identification, at the moment of meeting, you can feel the cordiality in each other's hearts.

"Help me buy a plane ticket, I'm going to Xiangxi now!"

After confirming the authenticity of the mark in his heart, the Taoist almost did not hesitate to put forward the idea that he wanted to contact in person, and just as the clerk nodded and was about to leave, he suddenly felt blessed, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly said:

"Help me prepare talisman paper, cinnabar and pen, I want to draw a few talismans to try."

A spell divided into three parts: head and foot.

As a serious Taoist priest, he is naturally very clear about the various rules of drawing talismans, but in the past, he has never drawn a magic talisman, even in recent months, with the existence of spiritual power, it will often fail at the last moment.

The biggest problem with this is that the talisman told the patriarch that the part of the gods could not play a role.

It's as if you're dialing an empty number on the phone.

can't be contacted, so naturally there is no way to make the talisman work.

But now it's different.

With his real name and the Divine Seal, he can just fill this vital phone number, and as long as he doesn't tremble, the talisman will naturally be able to draw successfully.

However, for the sake of safety, the Taoist chief still decided to add some private goods to the talisman to confirm whether this person was making up.

The inscription just discovered is not written, Tang Gaozong personally sealed, and heaven and earth witnessed.

Then since he is the righteous god of heaven and earth, he must have been recognized by the heavenly court, right?

With your own thoughts.

Changed into a robe, and persevered in the cold wind for a long time until midnight.

Stretching a little, his body stiffened by the wind, and after worshipping the patriarchs and gods, he came to the table.

The brush in his hand is full of cinnabar in the inkstone,

Bright red handwriting was just dotted on the rune paper.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose.

The billowing sand and dust soared into the sky under the strong wind.

Large chunks of gravel smashed into the car with a dull "bumper" sound, and some items that were not too heavy were instantly swept into the sky and disappeared.

Even the tents that were fixed to the ground were crumbling in this sudden sandstorm.

Seeing this, the surrounding staff who were witnesses hurriedly looked for a place to hide from the wind and sand, and while hiding, they did not forget to turn the recording camera to the Taoist chief's side by the way.

And as the source of this gust of wind.

The Taoist in the open area was not affected by the wind and sand.

The manic currents, as soon as they reached his side, became as docile as a puppy, and gently surrounded him.

Not enough, the Dao Master didn't notice the surrounding anomalies right now.

The pen in his hand was still drawing steadily on the rune paper.

With the movement of the Taoist chief.

A complex, scribbled handwriting slowly appeared on the rune paper—and, with the outline of the strokes, the Daoist only felt that some kind of change was quietly undergoing on the rune paper in front of him.

On the rune paper, there seemed to be a mighty god dressed in a red robe and wearing a crown on his head, looking at him without anger.

Noticing the menacing look in his eyes, he was shocked.

Rotten!

I was so excited just now that I forgot to recite the Purifying Heart Mantra.

Obviously they are already in their fifties, why are they still as rough as Xiaodao Tong.

This is ruined, and he is careful in front of the gods and the ancestors.

It's still a trivial matter if you can't draw a talisman, and maybe you'll be punished.

Just when the Taoist chief thought that he had failed to draw the talisman this time, the hand holding the pen moved on its own, and quickly sketched the silhouette of the person on the talisman paper.

With the rapid formation of the talisman.

The restless winds around him gradually quieted down.

Something that could not see the form, but was very active, after circling around the Dao Chief, threw it into the rune paper on the table.

A talisman that was already shining brightly.

At this moment, there was a drastic change, and the rough rune paper became as warm as topaz at this time, and the runes on it resembled a certain bit emitted bright fluorescence.

At a cursory glance, it looks like a small fluorescent toy?

But when the eye is on the talisman, you can feel the indescribable sense of oppression.

At the moment he looked at it, his body and soul seemed to be forcibly torn apart.

It was as if a towering peak was pressing down on him, and he felt that the bones of his whole body were overwhelmed.

It is also like being in the middle of an icy river, suffering from the pain of being washed by the waves.

Knowing that if this continues, his mortal body will definitely not be able to withstand such a temper, and he will either be washed into a vegetative state by the waves, or die of broken bones and internal organs all over his body.

However, the talisman was like a black hole, firmly absorbing his eyes.

Just when the Taoist chief was miserable, he felt that his whole body was going to become numb.

Suddenly there was a sigh.

Then, a thunderbolt exploded in his ears.

Under the thunder.

His whole head was a mess, but fortunately, his eyes finally moved away from the talisman, feeling the taste of blood in his mouth and his whole body.

The Dao Leader smiled bitterly, and then shuddered and took off his Dao robe and covered the spell.

After doing all this, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

And as the talisman took shape, the sudden sandstorm disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the staff who were hiding hurriedly got out from under the engineering truck, and one by one, the local people, who didn't care about slapping the dust on their bodies, hurriedly ran to the road chief.

"Are you alright?"

"Are you alright?"

"Are you alright?"

A group of people, surrounding the Taoist chief, shouted for warmth.

I have seen a lot of cheated guys, and when I saw this kind of existence with real skills for the first time, I didn't hurry up to shush and ask for warmth. I don't dare to ask for anything, but it's good to be familiar with my face.

Seeing this, the Taoist chief smiled helplessly.

Then he forcibly cheered up and instructed: "Don't touch the Taoist robe on the table, you can't see the talisman below!" Please let them find a jade box, and when I rest for a while, I will regain some strength and put this talisman up.

When the time comes, it will be much easier to transport it away, at least without worrying about implicating innocent people. ”

The Dao Leader didn't think that he would be able to monopolize this talisman, and this first one must be used for research.

He thought very clearly.

As soon as his words fell, a roar suddenly came from the ruins in the distance: "Look, is this man an angel?" ”

(End of chapter)