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Chapter 262: A Woman from the Yelu Family

When Wu Dazhi said this, Chu Yu frowned slightly at first, and then suddenly realized that this was entirely possible.

Everyone only knew that Shuluping had a bad attitude towards Xianxian, but no one had seen how Yelu Abaoji treated her.

"Fat man, get up!" Wu Dazhi kicked Zhou Zijing who was lying on the ground, and then turned his eyes to Chu Yu again:

"We now assume that this is the Mausoleum of Taizu. You should be familiar with the terrain. Take us to find the extra imperial mausoleum!"

Chu Yu nodded, "The situation is getting more and more complicated now. Our only choice now is to move forward. There is absolutely no turning back!"

After eating and drinking, the three of them simply packed up and continued walking forward. This journey was a bit long, taking about an hour. Finally, before the sun went down, they arrived at their destination. It was not a huge mountain.

The mausoleum appeared in front of the three people. The entire building was hidden among the lush trees on the mountainside.

Even though they had made a lot of mental preparations before, when the tomb appeared in front of the three of them, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"Black Dragon Gate again?" Chu Yu looked at a door made entirely of stone in front of the mausoleum, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. Although Taizu's mausoleum was not built according to the Feng Shui of the Central Plains people, it still retained the shamanistic respect for water.

Belief.

The Black Dragon Gate that must appear in front of the imperial mausoleum, the endless spring water, and the mermaid sacrificial site disguised as a mausoleum, all connected together, Wu Dazhi and Chu Yu probably came to the conclusion that at least some of the Khitan nobles

It is the belief that Mother Earth always has a spring of water that never stops flowing.

And this spring water can help the Great Khitan's dragon veins transform into real dragon veins, conquer the Central Plains, and achieve great unification.

"Go in! There must be what we are looking for in here!" Chu Yu glanced at the Black Dragon Gate and without any hesitation, he raised his legs and walked inside. Even if it was really a trap, now that he has reached this step, there is no reason to retreat.

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I don’t know how long this mausoleum has existed. The mausoleum is built on the mountain. Behind the Black Dragon Gate that Chu Yu mentioned is a long Shinto.

Wu Dazhi and the other two subconsciously did not follow the Shinto. According to legend, the Shinto was specially used for the soul of the tomb owner to enter and exit. If a living person accidentally walked on it, at least he would be cursed by the owner of the tomb, or at worst, he might die on the spot.

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Although this tomb is located in the Yelu Abaoji mausoleum area, there are no traces of being destroyed. Of course, correspondingly, there are no traces of being excavated.

There is a pair of statues at the beginning of the Shinto, followed by eight pairs of stone statues. After passing through this winding Shinto, the three of them saw a tall mausoleum gate.

There are two auxiliary halls remaining on both sides of the Shinto. As for the three-way one-hole bridge, two-pillar gate, five altars, square city, bright tower, treasure city, and treasure top that were common in the imperial tombs of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, they are all missing.

Go down a Shinto and bypass the main hall, which is the entrance to the underground palace.

Everything went so smoothly that people were afraid to enter. The mausoleum was built strangely. Wu Dazhi and the others speculated that the mausoleum was probably built during the lifetime of Yelu Abaoji.

Chu Yu signaled Wu Dazhi and Wu Dazhi not to act rashly. She walked forward alone, took out a flying claw from her backpack, threw it to a big tree behind her, and pulled it to make sure that the flying claw could withstand her.

the weight of.

Chu Yu touched the ground, flew out like a swallow, and kicked the stone door at the entrance of the underground palace. The door actually shook slightly.

At this time, Chu Yu had swung back to the big tree, but she was a little unsteady and might fall down at any time. After the underground palace gate returned to calm, she jumped down from the tree nimbly like a monkey.

"The door of the underground palace is ajar!" Chu Yu turned around and glanced at the underground palace, and then said to Wu Dazhi: "The fact is that the owner here seems to be waiting for us to come. What should we do now? Should we go in directly or should we go in directly?

Go look elsewhere!”

Wu Dazhi snorted coldly. Although he didn't know who was behind the scenes to invite you to the urn, since he expected someone to come back here one day, he shouldn't have any intention of harming him.

Although this is common sense, he still has to guard against the enemy's back-up plan. After thinking about it in all aspects, Wu Dazhi decided to go to the previous hall to take a look. That was where the tomb owner's tablet was stored. There should be some information.

The main hall is also called the Xiang Hall, and in the Qing Dynasty it was called the Long En Hall. According to the etiquette system, it should be the largest of the mausoleum surface buildings. It contains the sacred couch, the tomb owner's sacred tablet, clothes, throne, incense table and various musical instruments.

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Wu Dazhi was well-informed, but he could swear that he had never seen such a glorious palace before him.

All beams, square wooden frames, doors, windows and partitions are all made of precious huanghuali wood. Not only that, a layer of gold is also pasted on the wood.

The moment Zhou Zijing came in, he was dumbfounded. After looking at it for a long time, he finally sighed:

"Dazhi, we are going to make a fortune now. If we scrape the gold before we go out, we may not know how much we can sell it for!"

Wu Dazhi glared at him: "You think you are the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, and you are still squandering gold. Don't be so greedy for money. Don't end up taking life flowers in the end!"

Chu Yu didn't know whether it was because she had seen too much splendor or something. After entering the main hall, she went straight towards the tomb owner's sacred tablet. After only glancing at it, she put the sacred tablet back far away, and then respectfully rushed towards the sacred tablet.

Bowed three times.

"How is it?" Wu Dazhi asked, but he also had an idea in his mind. It seemed that he had gained nothing.

"Khitan Wen, I don't know you!" Chu Yu said calmly, and walked down to the back of the magic tablet. After taking just two steps, she suddenly let out a sigh. Wu Dazhi guessed that she must have discovered something, and hurriedly followed her.

past.

"What did you see..." Before Wu Dazhi could finish his words, his eyes fell on a portrait, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Wu Dazhi's anomaly aroused Chu Yu's interest. She glanced at Wu Dazhi and said, "What's going on? Have you seen this person before?"

Wu Dazhi nodded and sighed helplessly. Originally, he didn't want to tell Chu Yu what happened before, but looking at it now, it is impossible to continue to hide it:

"Before, Fatty and I encountered strange things in Chifeng. At that time, we went up to Luanfenggangzi Mountain. There was a charity village on the mountain. We stayed there all night to hide ourselves. As a result, I had a dream in the middle of the night. There was a girl in blue.

You gave me this!"

As Wu Dazhi said that, he took out the necklace and observed Chu Yu's expression from the corner of his eye. He saw that her face was getting more and more ugly, and in the end, there was no trace of blood at all. She shook her body slightly and held back.

Panicked, he said to Wu Dazhi word for word:

"Do you know who the woman in the painting is?"

Wu Dazhi shook his head. He really didn't know. It seemed that he had accidentally gotten into trouble again.

"She is Yelu Zhigu, the only daughter of Yelu Abaoji and Shuluping recorded in history books!"


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