"Botou, what do you mean... Master Jiao Jiu?"
"How is that possible! He is a legend of the Southern School!"
I just heard the boss sigh and say: "Hey, Yunfeng, he is a legend, but we are not familiar with him. In the final analysis, we are in the middle of the situation and don't know the situation, so we are taken advantage of."
"It seems now that Mr. Jiao only knew about the entrance to the tomb passage, and didn't know that Li Xian's jade coffin was hidden under the red coffin. I guess he must have gone down and searched carefully during that time, but he couldn't find it."
"So how should we deal with it now?"
He thought for a moment, frowned and immediately ordered: "Go and boil two pots of water to make tea. No one should sleep tonight. We have important work."
"Yunfeng, go to the copy shop now and type out all the inscriptions, photos, and inscriptions that were taken on the tomb on your mobile phone. Don't pull any of them. Since we can't find anyone to help, then we will Translate it yourself.”
"Do it by yourself? We don't understand, boss!"
He raised his head and frowned and said, "I bought the 97 edition of the Han-Xia dictionary a long time ago, just to be prepared for this day. Xixia is complicated and difficult to understand, but it has certain rules to follow. I will teach you how to find the correspondence in the dictionary later." Chinese characters.”
Tangut translation is a specialized subject in China and is extremely niche. Except for a few universities in the northwest, I believe that many students have no idea that there is such a thing as Tangut studies when they apply for admission.
What was the use of studying Xixia studies among young students at that time? What are the employment benefits like after graduation after studying for several years?
My answer is that it is of no use at all, and the salary is such that I can’t find a job at all.
I visited three copy shops in the county at night, and only one shop would copy cell phone photos directly onto white paper. The owner of the shop was a young man in his early twenties. He looked at the white papers copied one after another and asked doubtfully: " Is this a calligraphy or a painting? It looks like a ghost drawing a talisman."
I returned to the guest house at 10 pm. There were two large tables paired with two Chinese and Chinese dictionaries on the table. I explained the key points and we took turns reading them.
Talk about the head. If you don't know the pronunciation, you have to remember the radicals and count the signs. This is not easy to describe.
A Xixia character is composed of two or three parts. Count how many strokes there are, and then add them up with a computer. Then go to the dictionary to look up the corresponding Xixia character in the stroke interval. After you find it, carefully compare the radicals. If it is completely The same means that they are right. At this time, you only need to look at the Chinese characters marked on the side to understand what this Xixia character means.
It sounds simple, but when you actually do it, you will find it very difficult. I have a good foundation in Chinese and can count strokes, but Dou Sprout can’t even count strokes. He doesn’t even know what to pronounce some Chinese characters. Fish My brother never even went to school. As for Xiaoxuan, haha.
The four of us put together and looked through the dictionary for half an hour, and we just found one word!
"Sacrifice".
Sacrifice of sacrifice!
It was late at night, and a room in the guest house was brightly lit.
Dou Sprout looked up sleepily, then lay down again.
"Twenty-four strokes, thirty-four strokes..."
I was smoking with my left hand, pressing the calculator with my right hand, flipping through books, and looking at the calculator. Later, the calculator ran out of power, and a row of zeros appeared on the display. It made a continuous sound, which sounded like the sound of knocking wooden fish.
Accompanied by this sound, I couldn't hold on and fell asleep on the table.
"Businessman? Buddhist?"
"Who are you?"
There was darkness all around me, and a fat old monk wearing yellow clothes walked out of the darkness.
The old monk had kind eyes and a smile on his face and said, "Don't you know me, monk? We have met before. You even dropped blood on my head, monk."
"You...you are the monk in the vat!"
"Don't be afraid, lay people. The monk's name is Si Neng. He is the former national master of the Xia Kingdom. It is fate that you and I can meet each other in a dream today."
The old monk sat cross-legged in front of me: "Bulk, I told you something, and you thought it was all a dream."
.....
"Yunfeng, Yunfeng, wake up quickly, don't doze off!"
I woke up suddenly, and Brother Yu patted me: "Didn't you notice that your head is still busy? We don't dare to be lazy and sleep."
"What's wrong? You look so ugly."
"Brother Yu! I just dreamed of Monk Sineng!"
"Who is the great monk Si Neng?"
"It's the monk tower we saw in the underground palace! Do you still remember it?"
"No way...really??" Brother Yu looked strange.
"Really! I won't lie to you!"
"Then what did he say?"
I scratched my head hard and said some words that I still remembered.
Two days later, the inscriptions and inscriptions we had translated were slightly different from what I said, but the difference was not big.
That's the thing.
After Li Xian fled to Kangding with a large number of troops, he deliberately chose to establish the small kingdom of Xiwu'er in the mountains, because Mongolia's most powerful cavalry would be blocked by the mountains and old forests. After settling here, Li Xian regained the mountains. The Thorn tribe strengthened its own strength, and he wanted to restore the country.
But soon, his dream of restoring the country was defeated by reality. He found that these defeated soldiers he raised in the mountains were unable to fight against the Yuan Dynasty! Dangxiang people believed in ghosts and gods, so Li Xian gradually believed that powerful witchcraft could help him restore his country.
He began to believe in the climbing gods spread by the Dangxiang tribe, and began to hold large-scale sacrifices. The turtle stele in the tomb recorded several large-scale sacrifices at that time. Later, for his dream of restoring the country, he even sacrificed with blood. Human sacrifice!
In the Forest of Ecstasy, the corpse-burning table buried underground!
There are so many armors in the creek! Sword! Bones!
None of those people died normally!
I previously speculated that he was killed by the Mongols, but that’s not right! wrong! He was executed on the order of Li Xian! He may have listened to some wizards' slanderous rumors about witchcraft and held a living sacrifice...
This also happens to explain the question that has been bothering me, why those people don’t even have tombstones! There are almost no decent burial objects!
Also, the half-body ancient corpse lying in the coffin in the tomb was also sacrificed! Because the prototype of the climbing god is half a body, the man's lower body was chopped off. The cause of death should be due to some objection he raised in the first place.
Li Xian definitely did not die in a normal way. He was killed by opponents in the end! His body was cremated and placed in a true-life puppet! He was deliberately hidden in the tomb again! I am just afraid that one day I will be discovered by future generations.
After Li Xian's death, the small kingdom of Xiwu'er existed for more than a hundred years. By the middle and late Yuan Dynasty, this small country died. The original group of party members stayed in Kangding and gradually assimilated into what they are today in Shimian and Ya'an. The settled Muya people have left only the towering and mysterious towers in the mountains to this day.
Don't think it's a fantasy. My words are more credible than those of experts. If anyone has any doubts, just go there and do your own research. After research, you will find that holding grass is all true!
Also, what is the big earring hidden in the puppet of Li Xian? This question has troubled me for quite some time, until one day, I accidentally saw an ancient portrait of Li Xian on the Internet.
This kind of ancient portraits have existed in all dynasties. Some of them were painted at that time, and some were painted by later dynasties for the previous dynasties. This is not important, because they are not painted now anyway.
Zoom in on the portrait and take a closer look at Li Xian's face and his eyes. Does he look like the gay we are talking about now?
If you look at the big earrings he wears in the portrait, you can see how weird it is... Under normal circumstances, a grown man is the king of a country, so why would he wear such a thing?
I've already said the answer.
