At this time, the yurt not far from everyone suddenly became turbulent. Many Mongolians who were singing and drinking stopped and surrounded him. Wang Xuanzhen and Tang Wenyi, who were originally quarreling, were also attracted by the eyes.
From a yurt in the middle of the tribe, an old man who could not even see his age was staggering and was supported. He was wearing typical Mongolian costumes, but the only difference was that he was leaning on his hands.
A string of white bone chains hung around the neck of the cane made of animal bones, and the folds on his face were almost piled up together.
After the old man walked out of the yurt, he was surrounded by other people in the tribe. The people around him lowered their heads respectfully, and then slowly surrounded him and sang obscure tunes. This tune didn't sound like
The song is a bit similar to rap in modern music.
"That's the shaman's blessing. People in the tribe pray for him again. To put it simply, I hope that the old man will live for a long time and be healthy." Tang Wenyi looked up at the old man and said, "He is the local one."
The most respected shaman is very prestigious in dozens of tribes around and is regarded as a god by these nomads.”
Wang Xuanzhen also continued: "The shamanic priests are good at divination and praying, and can save the souls of the dead. Therefore, priests are very respected in Mongolian tribes. Sometimes when they are sick, they basically do not choose to seek medical treatment, but will let them go.
The priest comes to pray for blessings”
The old man was surrounded by the singing crowd and suddenly raised the bone rod in his hand and looked up at the sky with a hoarse voice. He spit out a series of language similar to spells. Then he crawled on the ground and kissed the grassland under his feet, and those around him were the ones
The Mongolians also quickly knelt down on the ground. Their faces and eyes seemed a little frightened and helpless. The obscure tone in their mouths became denser and faster, and in the end they were quite a bit shocking.
The old man kneeling on the ground stood up and pointed at the two Mongolian khans beside him with his bone stick. He seemed to have given some instructions. The two suddenly stood up and walked into the sheep pen outside the yurt and took out a sheep, and then they were quite wise.
The person was slaughtered, and a few more people took out incense burners and tributes from their yurts and placed them on the ground. After a moment, a dozen Mongolians wrapped around the drums and danced around the sheep and tributes while slapped the drums.
stand up.
"They seem to be praying for something?" Professor Zhao asked in surprise.
Tang Wenyi nodded and said, "It is praying for the forgiveness of the gods... The priest said that someone will be punished and die in the grassland soon. He prayed that the gods will not bring the punishment to these nomads."
Cao Qing said happily: "It's strange if you don't die. There are Mongolians on the grassland, who will they die if they don't die?"
Xiao Quanyou coughed dryly and said, "Aren't we still there?"
"My grass, have you ever opened your mouth? Don't be fooled, just say it," Cao Qingdao said angrily.
Xiang Que leaned against Wang Xuanzhen with a cigarette in his mouth, pulled his shoulder and whispered: "Is there any way to dump the people in the archaeological team?"
"Huh?" Wang Xuanzhen glanced at Tang Wenyi, who was still staring at the shaman priest, and said, "Xiang Que, what's wrong? I'm just showing some eyebrows?"
Xiang Que nodded but didn't say anything in detail, just told Wang Xuanzhen to find a way not to let Professor Zhao and his group follow them.
The desolate singing of Mongolian nomads has been resounding over the grassland. Several goshawks and vultures hovered in the dark night sky for a long time and refused to leave. A few wolf howls suddenly sounded in the distance of the yurt. At this time, the grassland suddenly appeared on the grassland.
A cool breeze blew, and the flames in the fire suddenly seemed to be extinguished.
Not long after, the shaman stopped worshiping and got up and returned to the yurt. The Mongolian nomads also began to pack up and prepare to go back to rest. Professor Zhao and the people from the archaeological team were arranged in two yurts.
Que and Wang Xuanzhen and the others live together.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the brightest moment in the sky, Xiang Que pulled Wang Xuanzhen out of his yurt and tiptoed to the place where no one was.
Tang Wenyi said before that the parchment recorded the basis for the shamans to choose secret sites for the Emperors of the Yuan Dynasty when he noticed that the twenty-eight constellations in the sky were very clear when he looked up at the sky.
, and vaguely feel that the records of parchment are not false.
The twenty-eight constellations are also called the Four Symbols, Four Beasts, Four Dimensions, and Four Directions. Each group has seven constellations, with a total of twenty-eight stars.
The twenty-eight constellations start from the corner constellations and are arranged from west to east, and are the same as the sun and moon movements. The ancients often use this to measure the good and bad luck of human affairs.
Among the twenty-eight stars and four symbols, the seven constellations in the east are the seven constellations in the east. The seven constellations in the east are like giant dragons flying in the night sky in spring and early summer, so they are called Dongguan Canglong, which is from Jiao Su, Kang Su, Di Su, Fang Su, and Xin.
Su, Wei Su and Ji Su are composed of seven stars.
Kublai Khan's tomb is determined to be east of the grassland, and it is exactly where the dragon head of the seven constellations in the east is. The head of the dragon head is the horn star, like the horn of a blue dragon.
"You can ride a horse. We will drive over two horses and we will be able to come back almost before dawn."
"Cao, if you are caught, we will become horse thieves. This crime is almost the same as a robbery among Mongolians. You will not be thrown into prison, but your legs must have been knocked off."
After Wang Xuanzhen muttered a few words, he took out two horses from the horse's circle and handed them to Xiang Que. The two of them jumped onto the horse's back and rushed towards the east in the night.
More than an hour later, the two horses arrived not far from the area where they drove around before. This was a dry river ditch. After drying for many years, the ground was full of weathered river sand, and only a few weeds drooped.
, the rest of the ground was bare and nothing.
"We have never been here before. This place really doesn't look like a Feng Shui treasure land." Wang Xuanzhen turned around in a daze and looked around. The vicinity of this dry river ditch was too desolate.
Wang Xuanzhen took out a map and said, "This map was created from the military region. Compared with civilian maps, it is not of the same level as that of the civilian map. I also created records of the geological changes of grasslands in the last few hundred years from the military region archives room.
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"Look, there was a river here more than a thousand years ago. Although the river was not very big, it ran through the entire grassland. I don't know why the river suddenly dried up one day, and there was no desertified river here, so it wouldn't be drying casually.
, I guess it may have penetrated into the ground. In which year did Kublai Khan die? The time when the river disappeared seemed to be about the same time as when he died," Xiang Que grabbed a handful of dry sand and rubbed it with his hands and asked:
"Will we take a look if there is any shovel to dig deeper?"
"It must be there, a must-have tool for the lieutenant to touch the gold." Wang Xuanzhen unpacked the bag from the horse's back and took out a Luoyang shovel and began to dig in the middle of the dry river ditch.
Until he dug it to half a meter deep, he shoveled out the mud and put it in front of his nose and smelled it: "It's wet, there's water under it."