Chapter 1162 The Identity of the Owner of the Tomb

The early Mongolian script looked like crawling earthworms. Even today, only a few Mongolian script experts can accurately identify those words... Although Zhuang Rui mainly studied Mongolian tomb culture during his doctoral study, he was also quite a headache for these words. There is no in-depth study. Fortunately, in some relevant materials, there are some Mongolian characters with annotations below.

After seeing the words "B'er only catty", Zhuang Rui looked excited, which meant that his previous judgment was not wrong. This was indeed a tomb of a Mongolian emperor.

Many people are familiar with the names of the Mongolian Khan and the later emperors of the Yuan Dynasty, such as Genghis Khan Tiemuzhen, the ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, Kublai Khan, etc., but few people know their surnames, which is "B'er Zhijin".

In the Mongolian era, the four words "B'er only catty" represented the invincible golden family. All the people surnamed "B'er only catty" were descendants of Genghis Khan.

Therefore, the words "B'er only catty" appeared on this golden arrow, and the meaning of its representative is naturally needless to say.

You should know that whether it is an emperor's general or an ancient ordinary tomb, the funeral objects in it are generally the tomb owner's favorite objects or things he often use with him. This golden arrow engraved with the words "B'er's catty", of course, is the thing of the people in his family.

"Damn, what about the words below?" Just as Zhuang Rui looked down with his heart, he was dumbfounded, because there was no other name on the golden arrow except for the surname of the golden family.

"Damn it, don't you have such a playful person, do you? Will you die if you write a few more words?" If Peng Fei hadn't been in the tent, Zhuang Rui would have cursed. He had been surveyed the ancient tomb for a whole day. Seeing that the identity of the owner of the tomb was about to be unearthed, who knew that he had returned in no success.

It's like a shot close to the football match, or when the relationship between a man and a woman was so strong that she was ready to enter the alley, he knew that the feeling that the woman's aunt was coming was almost the same, which made Zhuang Rui almost depressed and bleeding.

"Brother Zhuang, what's wrong? Why is your face so ugly? Go to bed quickly. "I'm coming to vigil..." When Zhuang Rui was greeting the woman of the owner of the tomb angrily, Peng Fei came out of the tent and saw Zhuang Rui's angry face with the bonfire that had not been extinguished.

"It's okay. I'm going to bed. Damn, I just had a daydream and was teased by the old Mongolian ghost..." Zhuang Rui muttered angrily, turned back and got into the tent. Peng Fei behind him was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with Brother Zhuang today? How can you talk without any old Mongolian ghosts? "Can't there really be ghosts?" Listening to the rustle from the wind blowing on the grass in his ear, Peng Fei, who had always been bold and didn't know what he was afraid of, couldn't help shivering. He got up and picked up some dry wood and hay, and burned

Not only Peng Fei, who was suspicious outside, was nervous at this moment, and Zhuang Rui walked into the tent. He was not lax at all. He just transferred the site of the survey from the outside to the tent.

The repeated blows made Zhuang Rui feel a trace of fatigue. This is not physical fatigue, but caused by long-term tension.

No matter how rich the funerary objects in this tomb are, no matter how huge the archaeological value is, what's the use of not digging out? Why do you need to know whose mausoleum he is? Once upon a time, Zhuang Rui even had the idea of giving up.

However, this idea only flashed in Zhuang Rui's heart. As an archaeologist, the first thing to do is to have enough curiosity, and any object in such a tomb will arouse Zhuang Rui's great thirst for knowledge.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Rui felt that he had never been as nervous as he was today. I don't know how many times he had done this kind of action to relieve his emotions.

"Stall no, old ghost" You laugh, don't you? I still don't believe it. I can't find your name!" Zhuang Rui inspected all the arrows without give up. "A little frustrated, he looked at the face in the coffin, closed his eyes and seemed to fall into a deep sleep. The slightly upturned corners of his mouth seemed to be laughing at Zhuang Rui.

"Huh? This is Shiyou 9"

After fighting with the corpse in the coffin, Zhuang Rui glanced carelessly on the left side of the face and couldn't help but be stunned.

On the right side of the head of the crystal coffin, there is the legendary "national jade seal". Because of its rare material and rich aura inside, it has always attracted Zhuang Rui's attention, and he has not paid much attention to the left side of the crystal coffin.

And what is placed on the left are all some gold and silver utensils. Although these things are precious, in front of the "Cun Guo Yuxi", there is nothing left, so when Zhuang Rui just checked the objects in the coffin, he also glanced by.

However, when I looked over it this time, an object attracted Zhuang Rui's attention, because it was an arrow about 40 centimeters long and made entirely of gold.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the surname "B'er Ji" engraved on the golden arrow that Zhuang Rui just found outside.

"Golden Arrow?!" Such a noun suddenly came to Zhuang Rui's mind.

Many friends can see it in some ancient TV series, but when a general has a combat meeting in the camp, there is often a pot of arrow on the table in front of him, and when the order is given, the arrow is often thrown out.

Those who receive the order will also take the order arrow to dispatch troops to fight, which is the function and origin of the order arrow.

This also leads to a popular saying, that is, "taking chicken feathers as an arrow" is intended to satirize those who falsely pass orders and make a fusss.

Most of the orders and arrows used by the generals are made of wood, but the specifications used by the emperor are naturally much higher, so Zhuang Rui thought of it for the first time that this should be the "golden order arrow" that the tomb owner could only use before his life!

"God's estimate, this..., there must be a name on it..."

Zhuang Rui put his hands together and completely forgot that he had just greeted the woman in God's house. He said a few words and concentrated his aura on this golden arrow.

This golden arrow is different from ordinary arrows. It is only two fingers wide, and there is no tail feather that controls the balance of the arrow shot. It looks more like a token. On the front of the arrow, there is a gorgeous tiger with one foot stepping on the auspicious cloud.

On the back of the golden arrow, there are some ghost-like patterns. This discovery made Zhuang Rui's side-lying body can't help trembling slightly.

"B'er is only a catty slave... Tie "... Tie Mu Zhen!"

Zhuang Rui's throat made an almost dreamlike sound, and a stream of blood rushed to his face. The feeling of discovering history and interpreting it made him jump up.

Even after death, he still carried this golden arrow, so the identity of the owner of the tomb really surfaced with Zhuang Rui's shout. This is Genghis Khan, who created the Mongolian Empire... Ba'er only Jin Tiemuzhen!

The tent brought by Peng Fei was a very small single tent. Zhuang Rui jumped up and erected the tent as a whole. Peng Fei, who was guarding outside, quickly lifted the tent and asked, "Brother Zhuang, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, do..., dream..." Zhuang Rui's face was happy, and he casually said a reason.

"Hey, what good things did you dream about? Brother Zhuang, the smile on your face is happier than when you see Fang Fang Yuanyuan?" Peng Fei couldn't help teasing when he saw Zhuang Rui's blushing impression.

However, Peng Fei's words were right. Zhuang Rui was trapped on a desert island in those years. When he saw his children in a disaster, the excitement he showed was more than [Xing].

Zhuang Rui glanced at Peng Fei and said half-truthfully, "I just dreamed that the old Mongolian ghost came to see me, saying that it was the tomb of Genghis Khan. It was near here. Do you think I can be unhappy?" Zhuang Rui is trying to create an illusion for Peng Fei. If there is any other discovery, the Gen That's all due to this dream. If there is really nothing he can do, Peng Fei will definitely think that he is bullshit and there will be no other sequelae.

"Yes, you continue to be happy. Go to bed when you are happy..." Peng Fei couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard Zhuang Rui's words. Is this brother true or not? Why did he open his mouth and close his mouth? He dreamed of a Mongolian old ghost. Peng Fei just stared at him for a long time, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Even if Zhuang Rui had many magical performances before, Peng Fei also took his words as bullshit. Are you kidding? If this man really has a soul, it is estimated that only the people who have died in the country for 5,000 years can pile up on the moon.

"Oh, don't believe me, don't go..."

Watching Peng Fei put down the tent, Zhuang Rui shouted. The happy mood was suffocated by Peng Fei, which made Zhuang Rui feel depressed.

"Wait for your buddy to excavate it. Let's see what you say?" Zhuang Rui said so, and he was really uncertain. The Genghis Khan Mausoleum is buried 100 meters deep underground, and there is a dark river and a rock layer in the middle. Even if Zhuang Rui will set up a geological team in the future to discover Sex is also extremely small.

If you want to excavate from the underground labyrinth under the Arzhai Grottoes, Zhuang Rui can't explain how all this was discovered, so from now, this Genghis Khan Mausoleum, which is completely piled up by treasures, has almost no possibility of being unearthed.