Chapter 1162 The identity of the owner of the tomb (III)

The early Mongolian characters looked like crawling earthworms and were difficult to distinguish. Even today, only a very small number of Mongolian characters could accurately identify those characters.

Although Zhuang Rui focused on Mongolian tomb culture during his PhD, he was also quite troublesome to these words and did not conduct in-depth research. Fortunately, in some related materials, some Mongolian words with comments below.

After seeing the four words "Borjijin", Zhuang Rui became excited, which means that his previous judgment was not wrong. This is indeed a tomb of a Mongolian emperor.

Many people are familiar with the names of the Mongolian Khan and later Emperors of the Yuan Dynasty, such as Genghis Khan Temujin, Yuan Dynasty ancestor Kublai Khan, etc., but few people know their surname, which is "Borjijin".

The four words "Borjijin" in the Mongolian era represented the invincible golden family. All the people with the surname "Borjijin" were descendants of Genghis Khan.

Therefore, the words "Borjijin" appear on this golden arrow, and the meaning it represents naturally goes without saying.

You should know that whether it is an emperor, general or ordinary tomb in ancient times, the burial objects inside are generally objects that the tomb owners like in their lives or things that they often use with them. This golden arrow with the words "Borjijin" is of course the object of his family.

"Damn, what about the words below?"

Just as Zhuang Rui looked down with passion, he was stunned because there was no other name on the golden arrow except the surname "Borjijin", which represents the Golden Family.

"Damn, don't you bring such a playful person? Would you die if you write a few more words?"

If it weren't for the concern that Peng Fei was still in the tent, Zhuang Rui would have cursed. He had been surveying the ancient tomb for a whole day. He was about to discover the identity of the owner of the tomb, but who knew that he would return in vain again.

It's like a football match that is close to the sky, or when a man and a woman are in a deep relationship, she only realizes that her aunt is coming when she is about to come. This makes Zhuang Rui almost vomit blood in depression.

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"Brother Zhuang, what's wrong? Why is his face so ugly? Go to bed quickly, I'll be on guard..."

While Zhuang Rui was angrily greeting the tomb owner and the whole family, Peng Fei came out of the tent and saw Zhuang Rui's angry face white with the bonfire next to him.

"It's okay, I'm going to sleep. Damn, I just had a daydream and was teased by that old Mongolian ghost..."

Zhuang Rui muttered unhappily, turned around and got into the tent. Peng Fei behind him was a little puzzled, "What's wrong with Brother Zhuang today? Why can't he speak without any Mongolian ghost?"

"There won't be any ghosts, right?"

Listening to the rustling sound of wind blowing the grass in his ears, even Peng Fei, who had always been brave and unaware of what was afraid of, couldn't help but shivered, got up and picked up some dry firewood and burned the bonfire that was about to be extinguished.

Not only was Peng Fei, who was suspicious outside, but he became nervous at this moment, but Zhuang Rui, who entered the tent, did not relax at all. He just transferred the location of the survey from outside to the tent.

The continuous blows made Zhuang Rui feel a little tired. This was not physical fatigue, but caused by long-term tension in his nerves.

Even if the burial objects in this tomb are rich and the archaeological value is huge, what's the use of not being able to excavate them? Why do you have to know whose palace he is? At one time, Zhuang Rui even had the idea of ​​giving up.

However, this idea flashed through Zhuang Rui's heart. As an archaeologist, the first thing to do is to maintain enough curiosity. Any object in such a tomb will arouse Zhuang Rui's huge desire for knowledge.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Rui felt that he had never been as nervous as he had today since he had spiritual energy. I don’t know how many times he had done this kind of emotional relief action alone.

"Are you still not, old ghost, are you laughing at me? I still don't believe it, I can't find your name!"

Zhuang Rui unwillingly surveyed all the arrows, and looked at the face in the coffin with a little discouraged look. He closed his eyes tightly and seemed to be trapped in a sleeping corpse. The slightly raised corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking Zhuang Rui.

"Hmm? What is this?"

After being bored and fighting the corpse in the coffin, Zhuang Rui inadvertently turned his eyes to the left of the face and couldn't help but be stunned.

On the right side of the head of the crystal coffin, the legendary "National Jade Seal" is placed. Due to its rare material and rich spiritual energy, it has always attracted Zhuang Rui's attention. He has never cared about the left side of the crystal coffin.

The left side is filled with gold and silver utensils. Although these things are precious, they are nothing in front of the "National Jade Seal". Therefore, when Zhuang Rui inspected the objects in the coffin just now, he also glanced by in a hurry.

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

Of course, this has a lot to do with the surname "Borjijin" engraved on the golden arrow that Zhuang Rui just discovered outside.

"Golden Arrow?!" This noun suddenly appeared in Zhuang Rui's mind.

Many friends can see in some ancient TV series that whenever a general holds a combat meeting in his tent, there is often a pot of command arrows on the table in front of him. When the command is issued, the command arrows will often be thrown out.

Those who receive the order will also use the order arrow to mobilize troops and generals to fight. This is the function and origin of the order arrow.

This also leads to a common saying among the people, which is "holding chicken feathers as arrows", which is intended to satirize those who falsely spread orders and make a big fuss.

Most of the command arrows used by the generals were made of wood, but the specifications used by the emperor were naturally much higher. So what Zhuang Rui thought of the first time was that this should be the "golden command arrow" used by the tomb owners who only knew how to fight during their lifetime!

"God bless you, this... there must be a name on it..."

Zhuang Rui put his hands together, completely forgot that he had just greeted the women at God's house. He muttered something and concentrated his spiritual energy on this golden arrow.

This golden arrow is different from an ordinary arrow. It is only two fingers wide, and there is no balanced tail feather behind it. It looks more like a token. On the front of the arrow, there is a colorful tiger with a foot trampling on auspicious clouds.

On the back of the golden arrow, some ghost-like patterns were carved. This discovery made Zhuang Rui's body lying on his side unable to help but start to tremble slightly.

"Borjijin. Iron...Iron...Temujin!"

Zhuang Rui made a sound like a dream in his throat, and a bloody color surged straight onto his face. The feeling of discovering history and interpreting it made him jump up involuntarily.

Even after his death, he carried this golden arrow, so the identity of the tomb owner truly surfaced with Zhuang Rui's shouts. This is Genghis Khan who founded the Mongolian Empire... Borjijin Temujin!

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

"It's okay, I'm dreaming..." Zhuang Rui had a happy look on his face and made a random reason.

"Hey, what good thing did you dream of? Brother Zhuang, is your smile happier than when you saw Fang Fangyuanyuan?" Peng Fei couldn't help but tease when he saw Zhuang Rui's blushing face.

However, Peng Fei's words were correct. Zhuang Rui was trapped in a deserted island back then. When he met his children in a disaster, the excitement he showed was more than excitement.

Zhuang Rui glanced at Peng Fei and said half-true and half-falsely: "I just dreamed that the old Mongolian ghost came to see me and said it was Genghis Khan's tomb, right here nearby. Do you think I can be unhappy?"

Zhuang Rui wanted to create an illusion for Peng Fei. If other discoveries could be made and the Mausoleum of Genghis Khan were successfully excavated, it would be attributed to this dream. If there was no way, Peng Fei would definitely think that he was nonsense and would not have any other sequelae.

"Okay, you can continue to be happy. Just go to bed after you are happy..."

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei couldn't help rolling his eyes. Is this brother's words true or false? Why did he keep talking and dream of an old Mongolian ghost? Peng Fei just stared at him for a long time, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Even though Zhuang Rui had many magical performances before, Peng Fei took his words as nonsense. What a joke? If this person is really soulful when he dies, it is estimated that the people who died in China for 5,000 years can accumulate on the moon.

"Hey, don't believe it, don't leave..."

Seeing Peng Fei put down the tent, Zhuang Rui screamed. The feeling of happiness was forced back by Peng Fei, the boy, which made Zhuang Rui feel so depressed.

"When my buddy discovers it, what do you guys say?"

Zhuang Rui said this, but he was really unsure. The Genghis Khan Mausoleum was hiding a hundred meters underground, and there was a dark river and rock layer in the middle. Even if Zhuang Rui formed a geological team in the future to discover the mausoleum palace in the name of surveying underground minerals, the operability of excavation from the ground would be extremely small.

If you want to excavate from the underground maze under the Arzhai Grottoes, Zhuang Rui cannot explain how he discovered all this. Therefore, from now on, there is almost no possibility of this Genghis Khan Mausoleum, which is completely piled up from treasures.
Chapter completed!