"If one day I become like you, I will commit suicide long ago." Of course, this is what I am saying, and it is impossible to say it out loud.
The night breeze blew in through the window, making people feel a bit chilly.
After wiping his back, he put on his clothes and moved the candle on the table over with his hand.
The flame of the candle danced in his right eye. He looked at it for several minutes before he said, "What year is it now?"
"The year is 2005," I said.
"2005 means that 39 years have passed."
"You said you were doing research? But studying Xixia?" he asked.
Nod your head and say yes.
He suddenly laughed, laughed, and coughed twice violently.
"Research what do you study?"
The leader said: "Study the whereabouts of the party members after the fall of Xixia, and study where Emperor Li Xian finally fled to in the late Xia Dynasty."
After hearing this, the other party lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. Then he suddenly raised his head and said, "You have come to the right place. This is the terminal for all secrets."
His words suddenly became confused and he said excitedly:
"My name is Ma Junliang! They are all dead! They are all dead! I am the only one left!"
"I can't die! I have no way to commit suicide! Because we are all cursed by the Xixia people! The curse from the dead souls of the Dangxiang tribe! The curse from Qiyuecun!"
"Do you know July Climbing?"
He widened his eyes and said loudly: "I know him! I know the man who turned into ashes!"
"He was the one who cursed our research team back then! He cursed us with ulcerated skin and abscesses on our faces, causing us to suffer and suffer day and night! We can never commit suicide!"
"Do you think I'm crazy? I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense? Don't you believe it?"
The head looked solemn and shook his head: "I believe what you said, but please tell me more about what you know. This will be very helpful to us."
The man stared at his head and grinned: "At that time, there were only three people in the country who could read Xixia literature. Our group of people were the first batch of students to study Xixia studies. We searched through historical materials and drew conclusions based on a lot of inferences. Finally, we I came to Muya, hoping to unlock the history
Historical Mystery.”
"We did it!"
"We solved the mystery of history!"
"Here, there once was a country called Xiwu Erguo. Hundreds of remaining party members gathered here. Li Xian also built his own palace here and called himself the King of Xiwu!"
"This is the evidence! This is the ironclad evidence!"
He suddenly took out a rusty iron coin with a round hole from his pocket. The surface of the coin had been cleaned, but since it was an iron coin, it was still difficult to identify. He could only make out that the inscription on the surface was four-character Xixia script.
"did you see that!"
"This is the irrefutable evidence we found!"
With trembling hands, he pointed to the Xixia text on the iron coin, and read word by word from left to right: "西,武,宝,钱"
"Can you take a look?" asked the head.
The man hesitated for a few seconds and handed it over.
He took the head carefully, looked at the candle a few times, and then said solemnly: "It's really an amazing thing."
"Yunfeng, this is indeed irrefutable evidence. Once this thing is spread, the history books read by three generations of people in the country will probably be rewritten."
I took a breath and watched the man respectfully return the iron money to the other party.
There seemed to be light in his eyes at this moment, and he smiled and said: "We don't regret studying history and archeology back then. When we came to Muya, we ate together, lived together, and hiked and explored together. Even if our research results are not accepted by others now,
But I believe that one day, many young people will know our names."
He suddenly stood up, saluted with one hand, and said loudly: "Everyone, get up! Roll call!"
Then he immediately pressed his hands against his ragged trouser pockets and said loudly: "Report to the teacher! Student Ma Junliang is here!"
"Where are the others? Why didn't you agree? Did the teacher call your name?"
"Oh, I forgot, you all died long ago, and I am the only one left."
He came back to his senses, looked at his head again and said, "I know more about the July Climb than you do."
"There is something called the Climbing God here in Kangding? Do you know?"
I immediately said: "I know! I saw the villagers doing a ritual to invite the gods."
He turned to look at me, made a seven with one finger and said, "Snakes in July are the fastest and most venomous. Snakes like to ambush and stalk. In order to eat their prey, they can lie in wait for a long time."
"The climbing god is the snake god, so crawling in July represents the party snake god."
"Dangxiang is a branch of the ancient Qiang people. You can also understand that Qiyuepan is the worshiper of the ancient Qiang snake god."
Hearing this, his brows furrowed.
His voice was hoarse as he continued: "I still remember the teacher said that there are two types of ancient Qiang curses, one is the spiritual curse, and the other is the physical curse. The one among us is the physical curse.
Curse, that’s why I’m like this.”
Xiaoxuan pulled me quietly: "Yunfeng, I think this person may be mentally disturbed."
He hesitated for a moment, then took out an iron box from his bag and handed it to the man. I knew that the iron box contained a sheepskin picture.
He took out the parchment and opened it.
This man could obviously read Tangut, and he read it for five minutes.
"It turned out to be a substitute. Where did you find this thing?"
The head answered truthfully: "In the underground palace of Blackwater City, in the belly of a mummy named Mizhiyin, this sheepskin picture was hidden in a small Asoka pagoda."
I was a little surprised, thinking that this was tantamount to confessing who we were.
He raised his head and asked him: "Mr. Ma, did you find the stone tower back then?"
The other party nodded first and then shook his head, saying that we had seen that stone tower but could not get close.
"Why?" His head looked a little confused.
"It's been too long and I forgot. You can find the answer yourself."
"I'll give you this piece of iron money, but I want to ask you one thing."
"Please speak."<
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"I can't commit suicide. Please kill me so that I can escape as soon as possible."
He spoke sincerely and it seemed he was not joking.
Looking at Brother Yu, Brother Yu nodded and said, "No problem, I can let you leave without pain later."
"cough!"
He coughed heavily and said with a smile: "Thank you so much. I don't want you to become like me. It's almost dawn. I'll remind you one more thing. Listen up.
Already."
"Crawling in July, he is cursed through a mirror."
"If you accidentally pick up a mirror, be sure not to look in the mirror yourself, otherwise, what I am today will be your fate in the future."
"Curse? Mirror?"
My hair instantly stood up!
Damn it! I think I picked up a mirror before! I even looked in the mirror at night!
It was when I was in Nanping! That mirror was picked up from the garbage dump!
My scalp is numb, I hope it won’t be the case!
I was about to ask him.
Suddenly there was a loud bang!
Hot blood! Pus! Splashed all over my face!
The man fell to the ground with a thud, and his skull was lifted up!
My face was covered in blood, and I turned around blankly.
I saw Lao Fu gasping for air. He held the shotgun in both hands and said, "Didn't we promise him just now? Help him and help him get out as soon as possible."
"what are you doing!"
"You're crazy!"
"Who asked you to shoot!"
In desperation, I knelt on the ground and asked loudly: "Open your eyes! Wake up!"
"What does that mirror look like! Talk! Talk!"
There was blood everywhere and people were dead.
His eyes were wide open and he stared at me.
It seems like he wants to tell me something.
This chapter has been completed!