"Have you heard of it? When a woman catches an adulterer, her IQ is equivalent to that of Sherlock Holmes. What does that mean? That means if a woman becomes smart, there will be no unsolved cases in this world, and her head will be on the computer.
"Cao Qingdao bared his teeth and said with emotion: "This woman was vaccinated in her right brain when she was a child, right? Why are she so sperm?"
When Professor Zhao drove them away, he thought about it. After his front feet disappeared, he found a place to hide. He continued to look for a tomb tomorrow. Since he had come, he could not stay for a day or two without gains. He had to hold on for a few days before talking about it.
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Professor Zhao suddenly realized what Tang Wenyi said.
Tang Wenyi shook her pony whip and said to Professor and Wang Xuanzhen: "Teacher, it is better to let the thief be tied by his side than to guard against thieves for a thousand days. I think it is better to let the senior brother stay with us. Under your nose, senior brother
Can you still find your Wuzhishan?"
Cao Qingdao sighed and said, "We are on the way to obtain the scriptures in the West. We met a Buddha leading a group of little demons to rob the Tao. No one can save him."
Professor Zhao nodded thoughtfully, and after wandering around Wang Xuanzhen and the others, he said with great clarity: "This is the reason, Fatty Wang, just follow us, this is it.
The next time I led the team to the grassland to find the tombs of the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty. We can join forces, and I still believe in your professional qualities.”
Wang Xuanzhen spread his hands at Xiang Que and the others helplessly, and smiled bitterly.
After dark, the tomb robbers' top team followed Professor Zhao to a gathering place of nomadic peoples more than 60 miles away from them. This is a small tribe of more than 30 yurts with more than 200 people.
, he raised more than a thousand cattle, sheep and horses, and only made a living by grazing.
The herdsmen are very hospitable to ordinary people, and only have a hostile mentality to the tomb robbers who come to the grassland with bad intentions. Professor Zhao and others are regular archaeological teams. They entered Outer Mongolia through regular procedures the day before yesterday from the border port, and they are in
When I came, I brought a lot of daily necessities that nomads needed, so the people from the tribe were very friendly to this team.
Bonfire, barbecue and horse milk wine are three essential things for Mongolian tribes to entertain guests. They lit a bonfire for Professor Zhao and others alone, and then the two tribes who were best at barbecue killed a sheep and served them specifically.
There were a lot of horse milk wine next to the pile for people to drink.
The roasted mutton smelled scattered, which made Xiangque, who had only eaten compressed biscuits and jerky these days, all their eyes were covered. First, they drank a bowl of wine happily, and then ate the meat in big mouthfuls, and suddenly felt
The whole person's mental state was immediately sublimated.
"Fatty Wang"
Wang Xuanzhen responded vaguely while eating meat: "What's the matter?"
Professor Zhao couldn't wait to ask: "This time you came to the grassland, you must be looking for the tomb of the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. Tell me what useful information you have now. Don't say that you don't have it. You and I don't know it yet? Peking University has the most in the past ten years.
Cunning fat man, if he had no eyebrows, he would not have entered the grassland for no reason. Let me be honest, I will not be difficult for you."
Xiang Que sighed in a low voice: "It's a thief if you're old but don't die."
Wang Xuanzhen took out the black parchment from his body and threw it over. Professor Zhao immediately came over hungryly, and Tang Wenyi and several other classmates also surrounded him.
"Is this shamanism?" Professor Zhao shouted in surprise, looked up and asked, "Fatty, how many of these shamans have you deciphered?"
Professor Zhao immediately tasted a bit of conspiracy from this sheepskin like a monkey spirit.
"Not much, half is not considered a small part. Shamanism is also an extremely rare field in the Wang family. We have only studied the basics for decades."
Professor Zhao smiled and pulled Tang Wenyi and said, "Come on, good student, please see what the text on it means."
"Ah?" Xiang Que, Wang Xuanzhen and the Xiao brothers were all confused.
Professor Zhao hummed, holding the glasses on his nose and said proudly: "You guys have met the right person. Tang Wenyi's ancestral home is from the Northeast. His grandmother was once a shaman's witch. "The witch is more common in the rural areas of the Northeast, and it still exists now.
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"Shaman's sacrificial text?" Tang Wenyi ignored the eyes of a circle of people sitting next to her, and approached the fire to carefully identify the text on it.
"Do you think if this young junior sister can translate all the shamans, we will have a chance to find the tomb," Xiang Que asked.
Wang Xuan really thought about it and said with uncertainty: "About 50%"
"What should I do after I find it?" Xiang Que said to Professor Zhao, "Go together? They are the official organization. If we really find the tomb, we might not even have a chance to take a look, and we will have to be driven out.
Haha, I made a wedding dress for someone else”
Wang Xuanzhen took out the cigarette and handed it to him. After lit the mountain, he slowly spit out the cigarette and said, "The golden cicada escaped from the shell."
"Cao, are you considered deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors?"
"I will reveal the news to them after we come out. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"
"You fat guy, you are so terrible."
Nearly an hour later, Tang Wenyi gave out a breath and rubbed her sore neck and said, "It is indeed a sacrificial text for shamans to pray for the emperor to return to heaven. The records are not very detailed."
Wang Xuanzhen said lightly: "Junior sister, although I don't understand it very much, I still understand it anyway."
Tang Wenyi replied unwillingly: "Then tell me what the meaning is telling me."
Wang Xuanzhen didn't argue with her, but stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the things passed down from ancestral things, and they will not be blasphemed by others."
Unexpectedly, Tang Wenyi put the parchment paper directly into her pocket and said in a very cunning way: "I'll tell you what's inside, give me this thing... Don't be too busy rejecting this one.
Parchment is of no use for ordinary people, and it is not antiques and is not valuable, but it is of great significance to shamanism. It is actually very cost-effective to make this exchange."
"The deal" Wang Xuanzhen said very straightforwardly.
Tang Wenyi said: "After the death of emperors of the Yuan Dynasty, the shamans of the time would choose the secret place for them. This records that Kublai Khan was buried in the east of the grassland after his death, and was positioned with the twenty-eight constellations...
····Then an altar was constructed, and Kublai Khan's golden body was hidden under the altar."
Tang Wenyi said this passage to Wang Xuanzhen. She did not notice that the man beside Fatty Wang was concentrating and tilting his head to stare at the distant night sky.