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Chapter 118 Star Positioning

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    At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the yurt not far from the crowd. Many Mongolians who were singing and drinking stopped and huffed and surrounded them. Wang Xuanzhen and Tang Wenyi, who had been wrangling, were also attracted.

    From a yurt in the middle of the tribe, an old man who couldn't even tell his age staggered out and was supported by someone. He was wearing a typical Mongolian costume, but the only difference was that he was holding a root in his hand.  A white bone chain hangs around the neck of the cane made of animal bones, and the wrinkles on his face are almost piled together.

    After the old man walked out of the yurt, he was surrounded by other people in the tribe. The surrounding people bowed their heads respectfully, and then slowly sang an obscure tune around him.  Songs are somewhat similar to rap in modern music.

    "That's the shaman's blessing. People in the tribe surround the old man and pray for him. To put it simply, they hope that the old man will live a long life and be healthy." Tang Wenyi looked up at the old man and said, "He is a native  The most respected shaman, who is very prestigious in dozens of surrounding tribes, and is regarded as a god by these nomads"

    Wang Xuanzhen also went on to say: "Shaman priests are good at divination, praying, and can save the souls of the dead, so priests are very respected in Mongolian tribes. Sometimes they will not choose to seek medical treatment when they are sick, but let them go.  Priests come to pray and pray for blessings¡±

    Surrounded by the singing crowd, the old man suddenly raised the bone stick in his hand, looked up at the sky, and uttered a series of spell-like words in his hoarse voice, then he prostrated himself on the ground and kissed the grassland under his feet, while those around him  The Mongols also quickly knelt down on the ground, their faces and eyes looked a little panicked and helpless, and the incomprehensible tones in their mouths became more and more dense and fast, and finally they were quite powerful.

    The old man kneeling on the ground straightened up and pointed at the two Mongolian Khans beside him with a bone stick as if he had ordered something. The two suddenly stood up and went to the sheepfold outside the yurt to get out a sheep, and then quickly  The others were slaughtered, and several people took out the incense burners and tributes from the yurts and placed them on the ground. After a while, a dozen or so Mongolians with waist drums danced around the sheep and tributes while beating their drums.  stand up.

    "They seem to be praying for something?" Professor Zhao asked in amazement.

    Tang Wenyi nodded and said: "I am praying for the forgiveness of the gods The priest said that some people on the grassland will be punished and die soon. He prayed that the gods would not punish these nomads."

    Cao Qingdao laughed and said, "It's strange if people don't die. The grasslands are full of Mongols who don't die."

    Xiao Quanyou coughed dryly and said, "Aren't we still there?"

    "Have you ever opened your mouth? Don't talk nonsense," Cao Qingdao said angrily.

    Xiang Que leaned against Wang Xuanzhen with a cigarette in his mouth, pulled his shoulder and said in a low voice: "Is there any way to get rid of those people from the archaeological team?"

    "Huh?" Wang Xuanzhen glanced at Tang Wenyi, who was still watching the shaman priest, and said, "Xiang Que, what's the matter? Did you show some clues?"

    Xiang Que hummed but didn't go into details, just told Wang Xuanzhen to find a way to prevent Professor Zhao and his group from following them.

    The desolate singing of Mongolian nomads has been resounding over the grassland. Several goshawks and vultures hovered in the dark night sky and refused to leave for a long time. There were a few howling wolves in the distance of the yurt.  A gust of cool wind blew, and the flames in the fire suddenly seemed to be extinguished.

    Not long after, the shaman got up and went back to the yurt, and the Mongolian nomads also began to pack up their things and prepare to go back to rest. Professor Zhao and the archaeological team were arranged in two yurts, facing each other.  Que and Wang Xuanzhen live together.

    At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, at the moment when the stars in the sky were the brightest, Xiang Que pulled Wang Xuanzhen out of the yurt quietly, and tiptoed to a place where no one was around.

    Tang Wenyi said before that when the parchment recorded the basis for the shaman to choose the secret hiding place for the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, he noticed that the twenty-eight stars in the sky were very clear at the moment he looked up at the sky.  , and vaguely felt that what the parchment records said was true.

    The twenty-eight constellations are also known as four elephants, four beasts, four dimensions, and four gods. Each group has seven constellations, with a total of twenty-eight stars.

    The twenty-eight mansions start from Spica and are arranged from west to east, in the same direction as the sun and moon. The ancients often used this to predict the good and bad fortune of people.

    Among them, among the twenty-eight stars and four images, the one that dominates the east is Dongfang Qisu, which is like a giant dragon flying in the night sky in spring and early summer, so it is called Dongguan Canglong. It consists of Jiaosu, Kangsu, Disu, Fangsu, and Xin  It is composed of the seven stars of Su, Ojuku and Minsu.

      Kublai Khan's tomb is determined to be in the east of the grassland, where the dragon head of the seven constellations in the east is located. The head of the dragon head is the star Spica, just like the horns of a black dragon.

    "Know how to ride a horse, we will drive over with two horses, and we will be back almost before dawn"

    "If someone catches us, we will become horse thieves. This crime is almost the same as burglary in Mongolia. It won't be thrown into prison, but our legs will definitely be broken."

    After muttering a few words, Wang Xuanzhen took out two horses from the stables and handed them to Xiang Que, and the two jumped on the horses and hurried towards the east in the night.

    After more than an hour, the two horses came to a place not far from the area they drove around before. Here is a dry river ditch, which has been dry for many years. The ground is full of weathered river sand, only a few weeds drooping.  , the rest of the ground is bare and nothing.

    "We haven't been here before, this place really doesn't look like a treasured place of geomantic omen." Wang Xuanzhen turned his head and looked around in a daze. The area around this dry river ditch is too desolate.

    Wang Xuanzhen took out a pair of maps and said: "I got this map from the military region. It is not at the same level as civilian maps. I also got the records of the geological changes of the grassland in the past few hundred years from the archives of the military region.  "

    "Look, there was a river here more than a thousand years ago. Although the river was not very big, it ran through the entire grassland. I don't know why the river suddenly dried up one day. There is no desertification here. The river will not dry up casually.  , I think it may have penetrated into the ground, when did Kublai Khan die? The time when the river disappeared seems to be about the same as the time when he died." Xiang Que grabbed a handful of dry sand and rubbed it with his hands, then asked:  "Let's see if there is a shovel to dig deeper"

    "It's a must, it's a must-have tool for Lieutenant Touching Gold." Wang Xuanzhen unwrapped his bag from his horse, took out a Luoyang shovel, and started digging in the middle of the dry river ditch.

    After digging to a depth of half a meter, he shoveled out the mud and brought it to his nose to smell it: "It's wet, there is indeed water under it."

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