Chapter 351 The Seal of God (2) [Thanks: Snow Cat Wan
Chen Zhi looked at this gray stone seal carefully. It was square and square, with neat carvings on all sides. It was different from the Gala gem seal he saw at Mr. Murte's place.
After Chen Zhi came to Mongolia, he was lucky enough to see two legendary spirit stones. One was the Gala gem seal in Father Murte's vault, and the other was this gray stone seal.
The Gala gem seal is dazzling, but this gray stone seal is dull and has no spirituality. It seems to be used again after being used before~~~
There are some sacred words engraved in the middle of the stone seal, but the words don't match well.
"The Supreme Master...is the God of Slaughter!" These words are relatively small, and the carvings are very neat. They seem to be the original words on the stone.
But the name "Borjigit, Temujin" was added later.
Moreover, the last stroke of "Temujin" was erased before it was finished~~~~~~. In other words, Qiu Chuji regretted it at the last moment and stopped the project of conferring the title of god for some reason.
Behavior!!!
"What the hell is this?",
Hu Meng, who had been in a daze since just now, finally couldn't hold it in anymore and asked Chen Zhi on the side,
"Brother Xiaozhi, what did you mean by what you just said?
Why...why do you want my ancestors to live forever and wait for sinners in this world?"
"This is a divine seal!!",
Chen Zhi weighed the gray stone in his hand and turned to stare at Hu Meng.
"Your ancestor Borzigit Temujin was named the God of Slaughter before his death, and he was given an eternal body so that he could pay for his sins~~~"
"This..., this is too ridiculous~~~",
Hu Meng smiled awkwardly. He knew nothing about this strange world, but the pride of the Golden Family made it unbearable for him.
"The person is already dead, so why bother saying such harsh words?
And..., and how long ago this happened, the Mongols and the Han people have become friends long ago, haven't the Han people already forgiven him? They also call him the hero of the grassland~~~
Besides, Genghis Khan already regretted it and issued a stop-killing order!!!"
"What about before the stop-kill order?",
Chen Zhi suddenly looked at Hu Meng coldly, his eyes like knives,
"Did the deaths of thousands of people before the anti-killing order be in vain? Will the dead forgive him? Is forgiveness so easy?
The reason why today's Han descendants can forgive him is because they don't know what happened on this land at that time..."
Humeng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Chen Zhi would suddenly lose his temper with him, and it was because of something so long ago, so long ago that it was ridiculous~~~
"Hey~~, hey~~~, don't, don't, don't, don't!!!",
Fat Wei immediately sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and hurriedly came over, smiling at Hu Meng.
"Oh, that's awesome!!! Your ancestors were indeed enshrined as gods! In the future, your highness, the prince, will have even more background. You're the descendant of a god. That's awesome. That's awesome~~~"
After Fat Wei said these words to smooth things over, he pulled Chen Zhi aside.
"Orange!! What are you doing?" Fat Wei said with his eyes widened.
"I don't care what you saw in Mr. Qiu's whisk just now, you have to remember that this is the 21st century, and those bad things have been over a thousand years ago~~~No one wants to mention them anymore~~~~
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We have to rely on the Golden Family to take care of us when we go out. Now you have made the prince cry, which is not good for us...",
Fat Wei advised Chen Zhi here, and Lao Somersault also comforted Hu Meng, saying that Chen Zhi is under too much pressure now. After all, this is deep underground, and it is difficult for everyone to stay calm, so it is even more important to unite.
Don’t have any internal conflicts~~~
After Fat Wei and Chen Zhi muttered a few words, they turned back and looked at the shriveled corpse in the coffin.
"But having said that~~~, this thing about becoming a god is not reliable either...
Genghis Khan is not immortal even after he was made a god. The corpse has become like this, and only these few pieces of skin are fresh, so what’s the use of it!”
"There is no such thing as immortality in this world...",
Chen Zhi looked at the blackened and cracked corpse in the coffin and said softly,
"And this ceremony of conferring a god was not completed in the end!!! Temujin may have gotten the chance to live forever, but he was not canonized as a god!!!
Qiu Chuji must have temporarily changed his plan for some reason and terminated Temujin's punishment!!!"
"Hey~~, stop talking about this!!! Look at your old skin, is it up here?",
Lao Jiandou is a meticulous person. He has been observing all the positions of the corpse since just now. He found that on the living skin of the corpse's shoulder blade, there was a circle the size of a fingernail, which was similar to Pang Wei's old skin.
The shape is exactly the same.
This sentence reminded Fat Wei, and he hurriedly took out a sealed bag from the treasure bag, and inside was the piece of old leather sent to him by the ANBU~~~
Fat Wei gently took out the piece of old skin and matched it with the notch on the shoulder blade. It fit perfectly. This piece of old skin was indeed cut from the corpse!
"Damn, his grandma is a coward~~~~"
Fat Wei was so angry that he immediately cursed,
“This son of Fengdu, Yamo, is just a pyramid schemer~~~
I can’t believe what Ya said. He also told me that this is the skin of immortality. Daqing was taken from it. Do you see what this corpse has become? It’s still immortal. Bah!! It’s the new God of Hades.
, it’s so fucking deceptive.”
Fat Wei complained, trying to pull the piece of old skin back and put it back into his treasure bag, but accidentally, the whole piece of living skin with tattoos on the shoulder was pulled up~
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"Hey~~, I'm going~~~, I'm sorry!",
Fat Wei was startled and hurriedly put the piece of skin on the corpse's shoulders again.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally peeled off your old skin~~, children are ignorant, for the sake of your grandson, don't blame me~~~~"
Fat Wei muttered and smoothed the piece of skin with his hands. But at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the joint of the piece of skin. It looked like he saw
Like the most incredible thing in the world~~~
"Chengzi..., Chengzi, come and see here!"
Fat Wei shouted hurriedly over the wireless, and then used his hands to lift up the piece of tattooed skin on the corpse's shoulder.
"This, this piece of skin is fake, it was sewn onto the corpse!"
"What~~",
Fat Wei's words immediately made Chen Zhi's head buzz, and he quickly lay on the coffin to look at the corpse.
I saw that the fresh skin on the corpse had become raised, and there were indeed some very thin connections between the mummy and the fresh skin, which you couldn't see clearly if you weren't paying attention.
But these connections should have existed for a long time, and were completely integrated with the corpse. It was estimated that they had been sewn together before the corpse died.
"This skin is sewn on the back, this body is fake!!",
Chen Zhi shouted over the wireless,
"This is a well-thought-out subcontracting plan. The man in the coffin is not Genghis Khan at all.
In order to escape punishment, the real Genghis Khan cut off three pieces of his tattooed skin and sewed them on this man's body. In this way, he concealed his tattoos from the eyes of the immortals.
And the real Genghis Khan escaped punishment a thousand years ago~~~~~~"