~.-~ Original "This should be the settlement of the Jurchens, the predecessors of the Manchus!" Chen Jinyuan felt excited, and without any hesitation, he raised his legs and walked towards the village, and soon entered the village.
It's not too big, just a few dozen families. No one has lived in it for many years, so most of these houses have been dilapidated and collapsed. Only the huge building is still standing proudly.
Without staying in the village for too long, Chen Jinyuan walked straight towards the huge building. From a distance, the building looked tall, but it got even taller when you got closer. The whole building was made of wood and soil, and it looked like
It is an ancestral temple, and the two huge stone statues next to it are like two loyal guards, guarding the ancestral land of the Jurchens.
There are dozens of stone steps in front of the ancestral temple. Standing under the stone steps, Chen Jinyuan felt that he was so insignificant.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
Suddenly there was a coughing sound in his ears. Chen Jinyuan was startled. He turned around and saw that there was already a short old man standing next to him. This old man was stooped and thin, and his height was less than his shoulders.
He had half a shaved head and a braid on the back of his head. He was dressed like a Manchu. He didn't know if he had tuberculosis. He was holding a white handkerchief in his hand and covering his mouth as he kept coughing. Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but think.
Hai Dafu, but Hai Dafu is much plumper than this skinny old man.
Such an old man, if you don't look at his attire, may be extremely ordinary in a crowd, but Chen Jinyuan did not dare to underestimate it. When this old man came to his side, he did not notice it, although there were some
The reason why he was distracted was included, but this old man could approach him quietly. With this strength, no one dared to underestimate him.
"Could this person also come here to hunt for treasure?" Chen Jinyuan's eyes showed a hint of wariness.
"Little brother, are you here to find the treasure?" Before Chen Jinyuan could ask, the old man stopped coughing and looked at Chen Jinyuan with his turbid eyes that could penetrate the world.
"Who are you? Are you also here to find the treasure?" The old man's accent was a bit difficult to distinguish, but Chen Jinyuan still understood the general idea and asked instead of answering.
"The old man's name is Nalan Chong. He is the great wizard of this ancestral shaman temple. He is also the guardian. I haven't seen anyone come for decades. Today I finally waited for another one. I hope you can succeed!" The old man smiled.
He smiled, patted the dust on the stone steps, and sat down with great effort.
Chen Jinyuan felt that the old man didn't seem to have any hostility towards him, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious about the old man. He also sat next to the old man, "How can I say this? Has anyone been here before?"
The old man turned his head and glanced at Chen Jinyuan. It seemed that he had not spoken for many years. After thinking for a moment, he opened the conversation, "My ancestor was the high priest of the Manchu ancestral temple during the Nurhaci period of Taizu. After Taizu hid the treasure in the ancestral land, he let him
My ancestor led his family here to guard it until the descendants of the Qing Dynasty came to uncover it. My lord once swore a blood oath that if the treasure is not uncovered, future generations will never be able to come out of the valley."
"Uh, old man, are you saying that you have stayed in this valley all your life and have never been out?" Chen Jinyuan asked strangely.
Unexpectedly, the old man nodded, "Old man, I have lived for one hundred and fifty years, and the people around me have already gone to heaven. If it were not for the death of my ancestors, I am afraid that the old man would not be able to bear this boundless loneliness and just follow me."
They left. The old man has no heir, and he is really afraid that no one will protect the treasure after his death. I didn’t expect that today, I finally got a young man like you, cough, cough, cough..."
"My God, living in this valley for one hundred and fifty years is so unbearable!" Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but clicked his tongue. Although there are snow-capped mountains for company, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
It's a paradise on earth, but if I have to live here alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it for a few months. This old man really doesn't know how he got here.
"Young man, I hope you can uncover the treasure. Otherwise, when I die, there will be no one to protect the treasure, and our ancestors will have no peace under the Nine Springs." Chen Jinyuan was clicking his tongue when Nalan calmed down.
, looked at Chen Jinyuan as if he was about to die.
"No, senior, didn't you say that only descendants of Manchukuo can open the treasure? I am not a Manchu..." Chen Jinyuan felt that the old man not only did not stop him, but also encouraged him to open the treasure.
Somewhat unexpected.
Before he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand to interrupt him, "Those are just the rules set by the great ancestor, but the blood oath sworn by my ancestors requires future generations to stay in the valley until the treasure is uncovered, so whoever uncovers the treasure will
It's the same thing. Eighty years ago, there was a group of people, like you, who also came to find the treasure. At that time, I tried my best to stop them, thinking that they were not from the Manchu royal family and were not qualified to reveal the treasure. But later they told me
I, the Qing Dynasty has died. What they said is so true that I can’t help but believe it. From then on, I no longer care about bloodline or not, as long as someone can open the treasure, my family has been trapped here for hundreds of years.
, I have been living for hundreds of years to protect a treasure. Old man, I have had enough. I also want to go out and see what the outside world has become. Little brother, whether the old man can come out of the valley, it all depends on you.
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"That's it!" Chen Jinyuan nodded secretly in his heart. The old man was probably tired of staying here and wanted to go out, but because of the blood oath sworn by his ancestors, he regarded himself as the savior. Chen Jinyuan was worried.
After some research, he came here for the treasure anyway, and this was just a casual thing. The old man's strength was unpredictable, and it would be good for him to form a good relationship with him.
"That being the case, don't worry, Senior Nalan, I will definitely fulfill your wish!" Chen Jinyuan said.
"Don't beat your chest so loudly. It can be seen that your strength is pretty good. At a young age, you have acquired the sixth level of strength, and you can already join the ranks of heaven. But with your little strength, you want to get the treasure."
It's a delusion." Nalan Chong said bluntly.
"Senior, don't worry. It's not as simple as it seems on the surface. I am determined to get this treasure!" Chen Jinyuan said.
Nalan Chong turned and looked at Chen Jinyuan carefully. He seemed to be able to tell that Chen Jinyuan did not want to be as simple as it seemed on the surface, but he could not see where Chen Jinyuan's confidence came from.
"Senior, please tell me how to obtain the treasure?" Chen Jinyuan said.
Nalan Chong turned back and pointed at the tall building behind him, "The treasure is in this ancestral temple. You can see it when you enter, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to take it away." (To be continued.
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pTo be continued
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