Ghostly Tomb

Chapter 995 The Real Mongol
"Are you Yelu Chucai?" Chen Zhi yelled again at the black figure in front of him, and asked directly,

"Are you here now, do you want to tell us something..."?
The person in front remained motionless, as if there was no reaction, but after a few minutes.

Another burst of strange Mongolian words came from behind the rock wall, but this time the sound was very loud, like a violent roar, and the entire mine tunnel was shaken.

What is he saying?Standing there, Chen Zhi asked Hu Meng behind him.

"He, he said...",
Hu Meng managed to calm down his emotions, and translated for Chen Zhi:

"These Mongolian words are all coherent words, and he only said one sentence over and over again.

Eternal life is not a gift, but a curse..."

"Eternal life?",
Chen Zhi thought silently in his heart, "Could it be that there are really immortal human beings in this world..."

But at this moment, all their flashlights suddenly went out of light, and the world was instantly dark.

And at that moment of darkness, Chen Zhi felt a pair of withered claw-like hands suddenly grasping his shoulders, pressing him there tightly...

Chen Zhi didn't struggle or shout, Chen Zhi knew that the person who caught him was the Yelu Chucai he saw just now...

Immediately afterwards, Chen Zhi smelled an indescribable breath, which belonged to a decayed breath buried deep in the bottom, but for some reason, Chen Zhi felt that this breath was very clean, and even had a sacred feeling ...

"oh……………………",
The thing in front of him was moaning, and his hands like withered claws held Chen Zhi tightly with incomparably great strength!

A burst of biting cold air rushed towards the face, the bone-piercing coldness made the hair stand on end, Chen Zhi felt that his breathing had stopped at that moment.

"Any crime has a price to pay————————",
After that thing said this in an extremely dry voice, it suddenly disappeared~~~
"Crack~~~crack~~crack~~",
All of a sudden, all the flashlights were turned on again, and the light in the tomb was restored again. The tall figure in the Mongolian military robe just now had disappeared, while the corpses of the miners around were still there, and the voices in the rock wall disappeared completely. Now, it seems that everything just now was a dream~~~
"What's the situation with this tnd"?Fat Wei immediately illuminated the surrounding area with a flashlight.

"Come out and show your face and leave? Is this to warn us, or to give us a blow?

Chengzi, was that guy really Yelu Chucai just now?Damn it, don't tell me it's a bobcat beast pretending to be~~~"

"It's really possible..."
Chen Zhi looked indifferently at the place where the black figure stood in front of him and said,
"I once saw many photos of Mongolian noble relics in the early Yuan Dynasty in the collections of some private collectors~~~
In fact, according to the tradition of the nomads, these relics must not be sold out. The things from these downcast family members are actually very precious, and they cannot be seen in the market at all! !
Among those relics, some oversized insoles or boots are often seen. One can imagine how big the feet of the person wearing the boots are~~~ Calculated by this ratio, these primitive Mongolians would reach a height of more than two meters! ! !

So those private scholars have a bold guess. In ancient times long ago, those pure nomads were actually the images of some giants. They were about two meters tall, with thick bones, infinite strength, and wild nature. They were also Mongols. The reason why you can dominate the world~~~
But this height gap is not that big. Later, these nomadic peoples were gradually landed in the Central Plains, and the height gap between the Mongols and the Han people became smaller and smaller, and now they are exactly the same~~~”

"Can't you?" Fat Wei was a little hard to accept,

"Then why is there no record of this incident in the historical materials left now?"

"It's not that there is no record, but it's gone~~~", Chen Zhi said,

"There is no such thing as Sima Qian who insists on the truth. The historical materials we have seen have been revised. When we hear some legends, such as the Mongolian warrior who can tear the giant bear with his hands, and is nine feet tall, he is I thought it was too mysterious, I thought it was just absurd and uninhibited legend!!!

So this less obvious feature was slowly assimilated and forgotten by later people! ! !

But in fact, there is a real example now. There is a Mongolian in Inner Mongolia, China. His name is Xishun, and he is 2.38 meters tall. ~~~~"

"Damn!!! I said why these Mongols were so powerful in the past~~~~ They are all giants~~~",
Fat Wei shook his head, then looked at Hu Meng again,
"I said you are not good either~~~, let alone two meters, 1.8 meters is not enough~~, I think your boy is not as tall as me!!!"

"Well, that's all in the past~~", Hu Meng blushed immediately, and peeked at Ji Ying next to him, feeling a little bit embarrassed,

"Actually, I know it all, and I also heard from my grandfather that the ancestors of our golden family used to be tall, but we are no longer fighting for physical strength, we are fighting for brains.

Don't think I'm small, but I'm smart~~, what's concentrated is the essence..."

"You can pull it down...",
Fat Wei just wanted to ridicule him, but he saw Chen Zhi go out suddenly. He walked to the center of the ground, rubbed the soil with his hands and looked at it. After a long silence, he said softly,

"We don't need to go any further..."
After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he took off his coat, exposed his sleeves, and drew out his dagger.

"I'll go directly to the ground to see what's hidden under this coal mine..."!
After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he raised the tip of the knife and carved a circular pattern on his left arm, and blood gushed out from the wound immediately.A red circular totem is formed.

"..."

Chen Zhi silently recited the mantra, knelt on the ground with one foot, and put his palm on the ground. The red totem immediately released a puff of white smoke and sank into the ground.

Only a "bang" was heard.

White smoke boiled on the ground, and the descendant of the Tuxing grandson captured by Zheng Chao—the orc Wujia jumped out from the ground...

This sudden situation shocked Hu Meng a lot, he took two steps back, pointed at Wujia, opened his eyes and said:

"Monster, monster, have you seen it? This is a monster..."

I saw that after Wujia crawled out of the ground, his body was still covered with black soot,
His body is bowed into a ball, his face is wrinkled, walnut-like, although he is wearing clothes.But it really looks exactly like a pangolin!
"Slave Wu Jia, kowtow to master..."

Wu Jia knelt on the ground with a respectful face, kowtowed to Chen Zhi and said:

"According to the blood alliance with the master, the servants will swear allegiance to the master in this life, and serve the master's orders!
May I ask the master, what is the reason for summoning the slaves this time..."

(End of this chapter)