Chapter 1163 – Identity of the Tomb Master (III)

Early Mongolian characters look like crawling earthworms that are generally tangled and difficult to distinguish, even today, only a very few Mongolian character experts can accurately recognize those characters.

Zhuang Rui although the main focus during the study of Mongolian burial culture, but for these words is also quite a headache, and not very deep research, well in some related materials, some of the following with notes on the Mongolian text.

After seeing the four words “Marco Polo”, Zhuang Rui look excited, which represents his previous judgment is not wrong, this is indeed a Mongolian emperor burial.

Many people are familiar with the names of the Mongolian Khan and the later emperors of the Yuan Dynasty, such as Genghis Khan Temujin, Yuan Shizuizu Kublai, etc., but very few people know their family name, which is “Marco Polo”.

“Marco Polo” this four words, in the Mongolian era, on behalf of the invincible golden family, all the people surnamed “Marco Polo”, are the descendants of Genghis Khan.

So in this gold arrow appeared on the “Marco Polo only jin” a few words, the significance of its representative naturally needless to say.

To know, whether it is the emperor or general or ancient common tomb, inside the burial goods are generally the tomb owner’s favorite objects in life or with the frequent use of things, this engraved “Marco Polo only jin” a few words of the golden arrow, of course, is the family of the people of the things.

“Damn, where are the words below?”

Just as Zhuang Rui students passionate to look down to the time, but the whole person is dumbfounded, because the golden arrow above in addition to “Marco Polo only jin” this represents the gold family name, and then there is no other name.

“Shit, do not bring so play people right? Would it kill you to write a few more words?”

If not for the fear that Peng Fei is still in the tent, Zhuang Rui will surely curse out, he has been investigating this ancient tomb for a whole day, and is about to discover the identity of the owner of the tomb, who knows that it will return without any success.

This is like a soccer game will be close to the goal shot empty, or is the love between men and women to the thick ready to enter the alley only to know that the woman her aunt came to the feeling is almost, let Zhuang Rui students almost depressed vomit blood.

“Brother Zhuang, what’s wrong? Why does your face look so ugly? You quickly go to sleep! I’ll keep watch.”

While Zhuang Rui was greeting the tomb owner’s entire family of women with anger in his heart, Peng Fei drilled out of the tent, and through the campfire on the side that hadn’t been extinguished yet, he saw Zhuang Rui’s face that was so white with anger.

“It’s fine, I’m going to sleep, damn, just now I daydreamed about being molested by that old Mongolian ghost.”

Zhuang Rui muttered in a bad mood, turned back and drilled into the tent, listening to Peng Fei behind him a bit puzzled, “What’s wrong with Brother Zhuang today? How come he can’t get away from what old Mongolian ghosts?”

“There won’t really be ghosts, right?”

Listening to the rustling sound of the wind blowing the grass in the ear, even Peng Fei, who has always been bold and doesn’t know what fear is, couldn’t help but shiver, and got up to pick up some dead wood and hay, and burned some of the campfire that was about to go out.

Not only is the outside skeptical Peng Fei at the moment the spirit of taut, is to enter the tent Zhuang Rui, is not the slightest bit of laxity, but only the location of the survey from the outside into the tent only.

The successive strikes made Zhuang Rui also feel a trace of fatigue, this is not physical exertion, but a long time tense nerves caused by.

Even if the burial goods within this tomb are rich and the archaeological value is huge, what’s the point of not excavating it? And why bother knowing whose mausoleum palace he was? There was a time when Zhuang Rui even had the idea of giving up.

But this idea just flashed in Zhuang Rui’s mind, as an archaeologist, the first thing is to keep enough curiosity, and such a tomb, any object inside, will arouse Zhuang Rui’s great desire for knowledge.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Rui felt that from the moment he possessed aura, he had never been as nervous as he was today, and he didn’t know how many times he had made this kind of emotion-relieving action alone.

“Still nothing, old ghost, you’re laughing buddy aren’t you? I still don’t believe it, can’t find your name.”

Zhuang Rui undyingly surveyed all the arrows, a bit demoralized, he turned his gaze to the face in the coffin, tightly closed eyes seemed to fall into a deep slumber of the corpse, the slightly upturned corners of the mouth, as if mocking Zhuang Rui in general.

“Eh? What is this?”

After boringly fighting with the corpse in the coffin, Zhuang Rui’s eyes inadvertently skimmed over the left side of that face, and he couldn’t help but freeze for a moment.

In the right side of the head of the crystal coffin, placed is the legendary “Jade Seal of State”, because of its rare materials and inside the rich aura, has been attracting Zhuang Rui’s attention, for the left side of the crystal coffin is not much care.

The left side of the arrangement, are some gold and silver utensils, these things are certainly precious, but in the “Jade Seal of State” before, that is nothing, so Zhuang Rui just check the objects in the coffin, is also a hurried glance over.

However, this time when looking at the past, an object attracted Zhuang Rui’s attention, because that is a length of about forty centimeters, completely made of gold arrow.

Of course, this had a lot to do with the fact that the golden arrowhead that Zhuang Rui had just discovered outside had the surname “Marco Polo” engraved on it.

“Gold arrow?” Such a term suddenly popped up in Zhuang Rui’s mind.

Many friends can see in some ancient TV dramas, but all the generals in the tent to open a combat meeting, often in front of the table will be squared with a pot of arrows, when the order is given, often will be thrown out of the arrow.

The person who receives the order will also take the arrow to dispatch troops to fight, which is the function and origin of the arrow.

This is the function and origin of the arrow. This also leads to a popular saying, that is, “taking the chicken feather as an arrow”, which is meant to satirize those who falsely pass the general’s order and make a big deal out of it.

Most of the arrows used by generals are made of wood, but the specification of those used by the emperor is naturally much higher, so Zhuang Rui’s first thought is that this should be the “golden arrow” that the tomb owner would only use in battle during his lifetime.

“God bless, this …… must have a name on it ah!”

Zhuang Rui put his hands together, completely forgetting that he had just greeted the women in God’s family, his mouth recited the words and focused his aura on this golden arrow.

This golden arrow and ordinary arrow is different, wide only two fingers, and the back also did not master the arrow shot after the balance of the tail feathers, looks more like a token in general, in the front of the arrow, carved with a foot on the auspicious clouds of the mottled tiger.

While on the back of the golden token arrow, it is engraved with some ghostly patterns, this discovery, let Zhuang Rui’s side lying body, can not help but start to tremble slightly.

“Marco Polo Jilin – Iron …… Iron …… Temujin!”

Zhuang Rui throat issued a nearly Mengzha-like sound, a blood color straight to the face, the feeling of discovering history and deciphering it, so that he could not help but jump up.

Even after death, along with carrying this golden arrow, so the identity of the tomb owner, along with Zhuang Rui’s shout really surfaced, which is the creation of the Mongolian Empire of Genghis Khan – Marco Polo – Temujin!

Peng Fei brought the tent, is the kind of very small single person tent, Zhuang Rui this jumped up, the whole will be the tent up, guarded outside Peng Fei hastily lifted up the tent, asked: “Zhuang brother, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, do …… dream.” Zhuang Rui’s face with a happy color, casually made up a reason.

“Hey, what good thing did you dream? Brother Zhuang, the smile on your face is happier than when you saw Fang Fang Yuan Yuan?” Peng Fei couldn’t help but flirt when he saw Zhuang Rui’s red face.

However, Peng Fei’s words were not wrong, Zhuang Rui was trapped on a deserted island back then, and when he saw his son and daughter after surviving the disaster, the excitement that he would show was more than the excitement.

Zhuang Rui glanced at Peng Fei, half-truth said: “just dreamed, dreamed that Mongolia old ghost to see me, said Genghis Khan’s tomb, in this neighborhood, you say I can not be happy?”

Zhuang Rui this is trying to create a false impression to Peng Fei, if there can be other discoveries, and successfully excavate Genghis Khan’s tomb, then it’s all attributed to this dream, if there’s really no way to do it, then Peng Fei will surely think that he’s bullshitting himself, and there won’t be any other aftermath.

“Come on, you continue to be happy, after you are happy, go to sleep!”

After hearing Zhuang Rui’s words, Peng Fei couldn’t help but roll his eyes, is what this brother said true or false? How to open and close his mouth is dreaming of old Mongolian ghosts, Peng Fei just stared wide-eyed at half a day, and did not find anything wrong ah!

Even if Zhuang Rui had a lot of magical performance before, Peng Fei also his words as bullshit, kidding, this person died if there is really a soul, it is estimated that China’s five thousand years of death, can be piled up to the moon.

“Hey, you kid do not believe ah! Don’t go ah!”

Looking at Peng Fei put down the tent, Zhuang Rui shouted, the kind of happy emotions, hard to be Peng Fei this kid to hold back, let Zhuang Rui heart that call a depressed ah!

“Waiting for buddies to unearth it, see what you kid say?”

Zhuang Rui said on the mouth, the heart is really no bottom, this Genghis Khan mausoleum deep underground 100 meters, the middle and separated from the dark river and the rock layer, even if Zhuang Rui later set up a geological team to survey the underground minerals in the name of the Mausoleum Palace found from the ground digging operability is also extremely small.

And if you want to excavate from the underground labyrinth under the Alzai grotto, Zhuang Rui can not explain how to find all this, so from now on, this is completely piled up by the treasure of Genghis Khan mausoleum, almost no possibility of a little bit of unearthed world.