The uninvited guest who visited late at night, Master Jiao Jiu, said he didn't want to pay any penny and helped us just to open our eyes before we die. I was a little unbelievable.

Joining with unfamiliar strangers is a taboo in the industry.

Xiaoxuan winked and thought that she didn't see her head, but it was Master Jiao Jiu.

He smiled and said, "Little Ni'er, are you bugs in your eyes? Old man, I'll blow it for you?"

Xiaoxuan immediately jumped over and said nothing.

The old man grinned, and he suddenly took out a flashlight and swayed it at the pile of grass nests in the distance.

The next second, a middle-aged man carrying a bag emerged from the pile of grass nests.

The man had no expression on his face and had a row of earrings on his ears. Nowadays, men are all trendy people who use earrings. He patted the dust on his body and walked towards the camp step by step.

"Brother Wang, you should know my apprentice Da Yang."

He stood up and smiled and said, "I know, Yang Zhenghe, the little king of your Guangzhou Gang."

The middle-aged man bent over with his fists and said respectfully: "The silver fox in the north is the younger generation Yang Zhenghe."

This person must be a martial artist. I noticed that there were very protruding calluses on his finger joints.

This is a fist calluse, like four small Wangzai steamed buns growing on your hand.

Brother Yu looked at him, and he turned his head to look at Brother Yu from time to time.

The fire was clattering. It was around 10 o'clock in the evening. The group of people gathered around the fire to drink water and chat. Sometimes two strange animal calls came from the mountains behind them.

Master Jiao Jiu put down the water cup in his hand, and he looked at the time and said, "I am afraid that the night will be long and the dream will be too long. Brother Wang, let's start the fire early to cook."

Nod your head.

Going down to the thief cave and coming to the Shinto Stone Statue again, Jiao Jiuye's face became solemn. He pointed to the location of the stone statues and said, "The real tomb path is hidden under the feet of these stone statues and Da Yang, move them away."

The man came over. He hugged the stone statue with his hands, took a deep breath, and exerted force instantly. His arm muscles bulged and his forehead was large blood vessels appearing! He actually carried the stone statue away from the ground little by little! He moved to the middle of the Shinto!

My eyes were staring straight.

This is too strong!

This thing weighs at least four or five hundred pounds!

The Yang surnamed Yang took two deep breaths, looked at Brother Yu, and pointed to another stone statue of the same size.

Unexpectedly, Brother Yu hugged his hands and said expressionlessly: "I can't move, come."

Yes, I won’t move me, I will just move me, just a fool will go and kick me down.

It took the man ten minutes to move away the four stone statues standing against the wall in the middle, and at this time, the blue bricks on the ground were exposed.

Due to the heavy objects being pressed all year round, the row of old blue bricks seemed to sink half a centimeter.

Douyazai and I brought the headlights, cooperated immediately and pried open the row of blue bricks with a crowbar.

"No, where is the entrance of the tomb?"

Douyazai digged the soil with his hands and asked twice.

The bottom is full of loess. I grabbed it with my hands and saw it. The loess was in a state of grains, shaped like feed for a cow. It smelled close to it with my nose, and it had no smell.

This is actually a moisture-proof rammed earth technology. Its originated in the northwest. The reason why it looks like grains is because small particles of gravel were added to the clay.

I dug two shovels down with a shovel and found that there were still many wooden sticks mixed in the soil.

The wooden sticks were neatly cut, each one was more than 20 centimeters long, and many of them were rotten and rotten.

"Honey, what is this?"

He frowned and said, "It should be wooden bones, used to reinforce the rammed earth layer. These wooden sticks are equivalent to the current steel bars. I will help you and dig them deeper and take a look."

After digging for about an hour, a clang sounded! The shovel hit a huge bluestone slab.

Moving away the stone slabs, a row of downwardly deep, slope-like steps appeared.

The bottom is very dark.

The darkness seemed to be about to swallow even the flashlight.

Douyazai wanted to go down, but Jiao Ye reached out to stop him and said, "Young man, don't worry, this staircase is not for living people. Da Yang, let your daughter go down and take a look."

The man nodded.

He took out an iron box from his bag and pulled it open. There was a black mouse in it.

The mouse has a shiny hair and a red collar around her neck.

The Yang touched the mouse's head, put it down gently and said, "Go, be good daughter."

Immediately, the mouse rushed down the stairs! It disappeared into the darkness.

Time goes by minute by minute.

About five or six minutes later, the black mouse actually ran back by itself, and it kept turning around the ground.

What does it mean to ask the head?

The man grabbed the mouse and took it back into the box, threw the raisins into the box, then frowned and said, "The space below is very large. The circle just now means reminding us not to get lost."

He immediately said, "Yunfeng, lead the team, pay attention to maintaining the formation and look at each other."

Walking down the tomb stairs, the space suddenly became clear.

There are a large number of murals painted by cinnabar on the tomb wall.

We walked over with a flashlight and could see that these cinnabar murals recorded the life scenes of the Dangxiang people.

This place must have been undisturbed since its completion. Through the mural area, a tall covered brick tower stands in the middle of the tomb.

"Damn it! There is a tower underneath!" Douyazai exclaimed in an instant.

Master Jiao Jiu frowned and said, "This is not a pagoda, this is a monastery for the dead monks to live in."

"Look at the wind chimes on the top, the double yang and single yin, the wind chimes in the pagoda are even numbers, and the wind chimes in the corners here are all odd numbers."

"The dead monk lives?"

Douyazai said in surprise: "There is not even a gate in this tower, so how can we get up?"

"There is a door, there." I pointed to a direction.

The tower is made of bricks, with white dust on the outer layer, so it is not very exquisitely built, especially the top of the tower, which looks like a grave.

Achun was sensitive behind him, and Brother Yu helped her climb up first, and then pulled us all up.

There is a small stone door of one-meter-6 meters high on the tower. There are long lines of words engraved on the door, and the handwriting is clear. I read it twice before it can be smooth.

"The relic of the funeral of the Great Xia State reveals the mantra of Hengtrou, Si Neng Di, the master of the auspicious deity, the holy palace of the meditation of the gods."

There is time to engrave the whereabouts.

"In the second year of Baoyi, the construction was completed."

I was stunned after watching it.

The Baoyi year name is only the first year, only one year. In that year, Li Yu went out of the city to surrender and was killed by the Mongols.

It clearly states the "Two Years of Baoyi" here, which indirectly shows that he is not dead! After escaping here, he continued to use the Baoyi year name.

The mantra of Hengtro is not clear, I guess it may be a mantra or scripture.

Referring to the cultural relics that Kozlov poached from Blackwater City, there are also various mantras and mantras engraved on wooden boards, as well as eating and toilets. These mantras are now collected in the Hermitage Museum abroad and are not seen by ordinary people.

The text on the door mentioned a person named "Sineng Emperor Teacher". Who is this? It must not be Brother Biao.

The stone gate was not big, but it was very heavy. Several people worked together to push it open.

I didn't notice a rotten rope behind the stone gate. As soon as I pushed it open, the wind chime on the top of the tower immediately ringed.

After so many years, the sound of the wind chime still sounded crisp, as if telling the owner here that someone had entered the door.

There was not much space to come in, and a gray pottery jar was placed in the center. We slowly surrounded and looked inside, and found that there was a white bone sitting inside!

The human bones were meditating and were on the back. There was a gilded Buddha under his feet. All the clothes worn by the bones were rotten into strips of cloth. This person should have been a monk from Xixia who sat in the jar before his lifetime.

I carefully reached out and took out the Buddha statue to look at it.

So beautiful.

The gilding layer is very thick, and a flashlight can illuminate the face with a golden light! I once doubted whether this was cast in pure gold.

This looks strange in shape, and it is unprecedented. The golden Buddha is wearing a long garment and gauze, with a V-shaped collar, with two heads, one head tilted to the left, the Buddha's eyes are open, the other head tilted to the right, and the eyes are closed.

I don’t know what the name is, I call it the Double-Headed Golden Buddha.

Put it in my bag, I wanted to find out if there was anything else, but my finger was accidentally cut by the edge of the jar, and blood dripped onto the cover of the skeleton.

"Why are Yunfeng so careless? Do I need to wrap it up for you?"

"No, the small wound is fine," I refused Xiaoxuan's kindness and sucked my fingers.

Douyazai had always been sharp-eyed, and he suddenly said, "Look! There is a baby in the tank! Under his feet!"
Chapter completed!