Ghostly Tomb

Chapter 978 The Crisis of the Ancient Family
"Ah, so it's Mr. Bao's friend."

After hearing Papa Muert's words, the men from the Golden Family immediately changed their expressions, put their hands on their chests with a smile on their faces, and bowed to Chen Zhi.

"I'm sorry, the guests from China just offended me~~~~
I wonder if that woman offended you just now?I let her go and apologize to you. "

"No need!! I just wanted to come in and find a glass of fresh water to drink, and I just met her by chance...",
Chen Zhi responded casually, then winked at Fat Wei, and went out together.

After the tedious funeral rites were over, Father Muert let the other clansmen entertain the guests, and he personally brought Chen Zhi and the others back to the hall.

The main building of this mansion is a bit like a yurt. The space in the middle is one layer after another, and most of the edges of the rooms are curved.

And in the middle of the house is a circular hall, with many towering plants in the middle, large pieces of fur that cannot be seen outside are hung on the wall, and there are many pure gold decorations on the ground, which is very luxurious~~
"Guests, please sit down..."
Father Mult politely pointed to the soft cushions around him, let everyone sit on them, and then waved to the maids.

Then a maid brought over a long case with a sterling silver tea set on it. Father Muerte came over to pour milk tea for everyone, then raised the silver teacup, bowed first to respect everyone, and then touched the world with his fingers , took a symbolic sip, made a whole set of welcome ceremony, and then sat down formally.

Chen Zhi and the others gradually got used to the cumbersome etiquette of the Mongols. After politely accepting the blessing, they sat down again. At this time, they heard Mr. Muerte sighed softly and said to Chen Zhi and the others in fluent Chinese. ,

"I think everyone, you should already know what happened in our Kent Mountain~~~",
"I've heard some..." Chen Zhi nodded slightly,
"It is said that there are some strange echoes in the mine of that mountain~~~"

"Hey~~~, unfortunately~~~", Mr. Muert shook his head in great pain, and looked at Chen Zhi and others sincerely with his eyes,

"This time, it all depends on you distinguished guests from China. Mount Kent has always been a holy place for us Mongolians, and our ancestor Genghis Khan was born there.

Moreover, there is another important reason why our golden family has guarded Mount Kent for generations, because the one who rests in the mountain is the oldest god in Mongolia and the source of our golden family, but now, it has turned into a ghost land. Yen sees the ancestors~~~~",
When Mr. Mult said this, he was very sad, almost crying~~~
"Presumably you should know the story of the origin of our golden family!"

"Well, I've heard of some...,"

Chen Zhi nodded politely,

"This ancient legend of the Golden Family has been the pride of the Mongolian people since ancient times, and no one knows about it~~~~
It is said that the first grandmother of the Mongolian people was named Alan. After her husband died, she gave birth to three sons. When people questioned her, Alan said that the three sons behind were actually the descendants of her and a golden god. , is the son of God.

Since then, the descendants of these three sons have been called the Mongols of pure origin, and the Mongolian Khans including Genghis Khan all came from this family, so they are called the "Golden Family".

"Puchi~~~", when Fat Wei heard this legend, he couldn't help but secretly laughed.

But the old somersault immediately gave him a hard look, and Fat Wei immediately held back.

"It is true...",
Father Muert said to Chen Zhi proudly:

"Actually, in the final analysis, the descendants of our golden family are all the children of Alan and the golden god. The talents of the golden family are the purest Mongols. But now, this sacred mountain has been defiled~~~ Shame~~ ~Woo~~"

Father Muert cried very sadly and was very emotional. The Mongolian hat on his head was too heavy for him to lift his head because of too many decorations. The maids hurriedly surrounded him and set him up ,

"Dear guests, please wait for a moment, wait for me to remove these obstructive clothes, and then come back to discuss in detail~~~"

"Okay~~, please come~~~", the old somersault hurriedly agreed.

After Mult's father left, Fat Wei finally laughed out loud.

"I said, how can these ancient people make up stories so well? They will put gold on their faces. Her husband has been away for so long and she is not at home. She is pregnant at home, so she leans on the gods, and the golden gods, too special Why can't you talk~~~, haha~~~, why didn't Ma Rong learn this hand?"

"Are you going to die if you don't tell me?", the old somersault ruthlessly poked Fat Wei,
"This kind of legend, we just listen to it as a story and it's over. No matter what we think in our hearts, we can't let others see it in front of others. This is a courtesy, you can be more careful~~~"

"This kind of legend is indeed the same~~~", Chen Zhi said silently beside him,
"In order to beautify their behavior, the ancients were willing to fabricate some magical history. Xiang Yu also said that he was born with a giant snake, but there is no evidence for these things, and there is no evidence to test. Let's just listen to it as a story! !!!”

"Then from your professional eyes?" Fat Wei turned to Chen Zhi and asked,

"Look at this old man, and that Prince Humeng, are they all demigods?"

"I don't think so~~", Chen Zhi shook his head slightly,
"Although the auras of these members of the Golden Family are brighter than ordinary people, they are all human auras, which can only prove that they are indeed physically strong, brave and good at fighting, and it does not mean that they are descendants of gods~~~"

Speaking of this, I saw that Mr. Mult had changed into casual clothes and came back from the front~~~
This time he was wearing a snow-white Mongolian robe, and his long white hair was tied into a braid.

Father Mult didn't continue to speak, but waved his hand to let the maids go out, then he stood up and closed the surrounding doors with his own hands, looked around for a while, and returned only after making sure that there was no one there.

"Mr. Chen, do you know anything about our golden family's sacred objects?"

"Oh, this...",
Chen Zhi hesitated when he said this, he didn't expect this Mongolian elder to discuss this matter so directly!
In fact, talking about the sacred objects of the Golden Family has always been a big taboo of the Mongolian royal family, because there have been many discussions for a long time, saying that they have a sacred object in their hands, which can prove that this Mongolian is indeed the blood of the gods~~ ~
(End of this chapter)