The Lost Trail of Guide Chapter 58: The Heaven of Longevity written in the epitaph
Zhang Xiuxian was the first to speak: "No, no, what's going on? Why do you think I'm such a fool?"
Feng Yu also said: "Second uncle, what do you mean? When did you come to this place? Why didn't I know?"
Feng Er pointed to the structure of the tomb. Although the golden snakes all over the walls looked a bit strange, he remembered the structure very clearly.
"The tomb in Shanxi many years ago is exactly the same as here. It was designed by one person. There is no way such a coincidence can happen in the world."
Shanxi Tomb? Why is it Shanxi Tomb again? Feng Yu really wanted to scold his mother. If that was the case, then they were being fooled and still applauded, right?
"Second uncle, which Shanxi tomb is it? Is it the Shanxi tomb written in the ancestral hall?"
Feng Er scolded, "How many more Shanxi tombs are there? Zhang Manyue, what do you mean?"
Zhang Manyue did not respond, and Feng Er knew that nothing could be learned from the question, so he stopped asking further. He said to himself: "Guide City came from Xiu Xian's Dragon Language Diagram. It is correct to say so.
There is indeed a secret in this tomb. If my guess is correct, the Shanxi tomb where Lu Guangcheng stole the picture should also have the same style, and it was all written by one person."
The more Zhang Xiuxian listened, the more confused he became. He asked, "Senior, why do these tombs look like this? Is there anything special about them?"
"This is to tell people who discover it later that there is a problem here." The second cover explained, obviously he was aware of the problem.
Feng Yu asked: "Second uncle, since there is a problem, wouldn't it be better to record it directly? Why do you spend so much time?"
The second cover replied: "It's not that I don't want to record it, it's that I can't record it."
"Senior, this is too much to say. What things cannot be recorded?"
Zhang Manyue replied at this time: "You are right, this matter really cannot be written down."
Feng Er's experience is still experienced. When it comes to this, he adds what he sees and knows and half guesses. Although he can't get the final answer, he has a rough idea. He deceives Zhang Manyue and says: "What have I done in the Guanshan Feng family?"
That's all my Feng family's business. Since it's here, let it be. No matter what the secret is, it won't escape. If the ancestors want me to know, they will know it themselves. If they don't want others to know, then no one will know. Return
It’s useless to say more about what the Lord of De City has to do with this matter, I’ll find out when I open the coffin.”
Zhang Manyue said: "This coffin cannot be opened yet."
"What do you mean? Why can't this coffin be opened?" Zhang Xiuxian asked.
Several people moved their eyes to the red-painted coffin wrapped with snakes, and realized that the scene was extremely charming. General Zhizha was standing beside the coffin, wearing luxurious armor, and his face was dyed blood red. It was so weird that it made people speechless.
, his two big black eyes were staring at the coffin, motionless, you know, this damn is a paper man.
This scene is really hard to see. It was startling. Feng Yu felt very scared in his heart. Why is a paper-tied man wearing clothes? Has he been standing here for thousands of years? If he just stares at it, there will be no problem.
He also had to find out the problem with the coffin.
Zhang Manyue said: "Zi Zha will be able to find the spirit body. The armor on his body should have been worn by the tomb owner. The red color on his face is also the blood of the tomb owner. By doing this, he is giving the tomb owner
Show him the way so that he can return to his true nature."
"Damn it, love is a kind of witchcraft. No wonder I encountered some people who stabbed people with paper when I was in the city. I knew that the owner of the tomb in Guide City must not be a good bird. He was buried with him and in a fairy palace.
Yes, what do you think this kind of person has to do with the Dragon Language Picture?"
Feng Er asked angrily: "Then what do we do now?"
"wait."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Waiting for the paper binding to lead the spirit body of the tomb owner back to the coffin."
Hearing what Zhang Manyue said, Feng Yu felt a little strange and asked, "Didn't the tomb owner have a corpse transformation?"
Zhang Manyue explained: "The owner of Guide's tomb has transformed into a black snake spirit. He is in this mausoleum. We have to wait for the spirit to return to the coffin, otherwise if we open the coffin, the contents inside will be hidden for thousands of years."
The corpse gas will kill us here."
Feng Er didn't say anything, and Zhang Xiuxian complained: "Can this person sit down and turn into a snake? Shouldn't he turn into a ghost if he is so heartless? Later, I will open Gouri's coffin, take out the underworld weapon first, and then take the snake back to brew wine.
, you have to let him know that every mountain is higher than the other, and there will always be someone who can cure it."
Zhang Manyue kept staring at the Zhizha General, his gaze unwavering. Feng Yu looked around and found an epitaph standing on the ground not far from the iron gate.
"Second uncle, there is an epitaph here, come and take a look."
Feng Er heard that there was an epitaph and hurriedly came over. Zhang Xiuxian was also very interested in the epitaph because it was the most direct way to know the owner of the tomb.
The epitaph is densely written in a large area. The extraordinary and strange life of the tomb owner is engraved on the half-person tall epitaph. The epitaph is written in Mongolian. Feng Er and Feng Yu do not understand Mongolian. Zhang Xiuxian is inspecting Guide City.
When I was collecting information, I studied Mongolian for a while, but because I had no choice, all the relevant information was in Mongolian.
Zhang Xiuxian looked at the epitaph and translated it bit by bit. He couldn't understand some parts. Most of them were based on imagination based on the context.
Zhang Xiuxian said: "The owner of the tomb is indeed the younger brother of Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty. But in my opinion, the person who carved the tomb was very fair. At least he did not do it because of the threat from his royal family.
Only talk about the good and not the bad.”
Feng Yu urged Zhang Xiuxian to stop talking nonsense. He could just skip things like this and talk about something useful. Both he and Feng Er were waiting for people they had never heard before, and they were not here to listen to Zhang Xiuxian's nonsense.
"This Ali did not have some authority. He was dissatisfied with Kublai Khan's Sinicization policy, raised an army to resist, and was supported by the Mongolian nobles as the Mongolian Khan. The civil war between him and Kublai Khan lasted for four years. In the end, he was defeated and was defeated by Kublai Khan.
Imprisoned for life."
Zhang Xiuxian looked at the content on the epitaph and suddenly stopped talking. He looked at the content on the epitaph in silence, his eyes were confused, and a depressed look appeared on his face.
Feng Yu pressed: "Zhang Xiuxian, what's wrong? Such a large epitaph has this content written on it? What else is there after that? Please tell me quickly."
Zhang Xiuxian shook his head, "Don't be scared if I say it. I don't know if the person who carved the monument specifically slandered it, or for some other reason. The following introduces Ali Bu's life, that is, his life experience, and it actually says
Ali is not a snake, don’t you think it’s strange?”
"Then you should hurry up and tell the story according to the epitaph."
"It says that Alibu's mother was a noblewoman of the Yishe tribe in the grassland and the incarnation of the snake spirit. Later, the Yishe tribe was attacked by a pack of wolves, and Alibu's mother was rescued by the Borzhijin clan. Later, she was sacrificed to others.
When Emperor Yuan Ruizong gave birth to Ali, rumors spread that what was born was a snake egg wrapped in snake skin, and the stench was unpleasant. After the snake skin was removed, a child was soaked in the liquid of the snake egg.
Is it Ali?"
Feng Yu felt sick at the sight and couldn't help but glance at the coffin. He saw the paper-tied general's eyes glowing with a faint light, exactly the same as what he had seen before. Zhang Manyue kept staring. Feng Yu didn't have to worry and continued to listen.
What Zhang Xiuxian said.
"Mongolia believes in the god of the grassland. Although snakes are not their god of immortality, many tribes believe in them. But this Ali is not very strange. He has a problem, which is to shed his skin, just like a snake. Isn't this nonsense?
The shed snake skin was also collected, made into some kind of medicine, and distributed to various tribes."
Zhang Xiuxian said and cursed: "It's so damn disgusting. Can that thing be eaten?"
"So Ali did not have a high prestige. The Mongolian tribes made him a great khan and also respected him as a snake god. What is further said is that after Ali was not middle-aged, he could understand snake language and often went underground to communicate with snakes.
The conversation was like a conversation with a snake, and I got to know a place."
Zhang Xiuxian changed his tone and said to Feng Yu and Feng Er: "I'll tell you what's behind. Don't say I'm talking nonsense. Either he wrote it wrong or I read it wrong."
"Stop talking nonsense and tell your mother." Feng Er said with a sullen face.
