"Ma Xingping..."
Yan Shouyi stepped forward in disbelief and asked, "What's going on?"
Zhu Huansi, who had never seen such a scene before, was so frightened that she hid behind Zhu Ling, who also showed a solemn expression.
Ma Jinxuan's eyes were red, and she choked and said, "My brother has become like this since he escaped from Qin Shihuang's tomb."
"Let me tell you."
Mr. Qin Liu sighed and rubbed the jade ring on his thumb unconsciously.
"Three days ago, Xingping suddenly broke into my yard. At that time, he was already covered in injuries and in very poor condition. I quickly arranged for a doctor to nurse him back to health. As a result, not only did Xingping's injuries not get better, but he suffered from serious health problems. Got even weirder illnesses.”
"At the beginning, Xingping was already a little confused. He was always mumbling something, and his limbs would twitch from time to time. Later, his body gradually lost consciousness and became motionless. Then he became thinner and thinner in a short period of time. In three days, he changed from a strong young man to what you see now."
Everyone took a breath, especially Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong, who were extremely surprised.
They still remember that when they were in Chenjiacun, Ma Xingping was as nimble as a monkey, but in just three days, he became what he is now.
If an uninformed outsider looked at it, they would probably think that Ma Xingping was a vegetable who had not left bed for more than ten years.
At this time, Ma Xingping was sitting there like a skeleton. If it weren't for his eyes that moved from time to time and his chest that occasionally rose and fell slightly, he would really be no different from a corpse.
Mr. Qin Liu said: "All the best doctors in Chang'an have been invited to see him, but they can't figure out the reason."
"That's because they don't understand what the disease is." Lao Jin said solemnly.
Qin Liuye looked at Lao Jin and said, "Jinxuan also mentioned just now that there is a descendant of ancient medicine from the Qihuang sect among you. Maybe you can tell what kind of disease Xingping has. I guess that descendant of ancient medicine is you, right? "
Yan Shou opened his mouth and said, "Old Jin, do you have any clue?"
Lao Jin didn't answer, but stepped forward to feel Ma Xingping's pulse, then checked his pupils, and finally shook his head and said:
"Ma Xingping is not sick."
Lin Zitong wondered: "If he's not sick, then how come he..."
"He is not sick or poisoned, but - he is cursed." Lao Jin said in a deep voice.
curse? !
Everyone was extremely surprised. There was naturally a certain amount of fear towards this familiar yet unfamiliar word.
If it is a disease, it can be cured; if it is a poison, it can be cured; but the curse is an illusory thing, how should it be removed?
Lao Jin shook his head and said: "This is a curse. Ma Xingping must have provoked something in the tomb of Qin Shihuang. With my current knowledge, I am afraid there is nothing I can do, but..."
Lao Jin checked Ma Xingping again and finally came to a conclusion: "Based on Ma Xingping's physical condition, if we cannot undo the curse within a week, he may be unable to save himself."
No one present was qualified to doubt Lao Jin's words.
When Ma Jinxuan heard the bad news, she couldn't help crying on the spot.
As strong as she is, she will never be able to bear the pain of losing her own brother.
Lin Zitong hurriedly stepped forward to comfort: "There is still one week left, we will definitely be able to break the curse, Jinxuan, don't give up!"
Let Lin Zitong take care of the comfort.
As a man, Yan Shou naturally needs to be calmer.
He asked Master Qin Liu: "Master Liu, when Xingping came back, did he bring something back, or did he say something strange or do anything strange? Please think about it carefully, maybe there is something Clues to unlock the curse.”
"I was about to say this too!"
Mr. Qin Liu said seriously: "When Xingping just came back, he could still speak some simple words. I heard him repeating one word non-stop when he was unconscious."
"What did he say?"
Qin Liuye said four words one by one: "Yangling Tiger Talisman."
"I don't know much about reading. Can anyone explain what that is?" Long Feicheng scratched his head and asked.
In fact, Lao Jin, Weng Qianxiang, and Zhu Huansi also had the same doubts, but it just happened that Long Feicheng was willing to ask, so they all pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
Yan Shouyi explained:
"The Yangling Tiger Talisman was a token used by Qin Shihuang to mobilize his troops."
This Yangling Tiger Talisman is cast in bronze in the shape of a crouching tiger, which can be divided into two parts. The left and right nape of the tiger's neck each have the same twelve characters inscribed in gold seal script:
"The talisman of armor and soldiers is on the emperor's right and on the left is Yangling."
The meaning of these twelve characters is that the right half of the military talisman is stored with the emperor, and the left half is stored with the generals stationed in Yangling.
Once it is necessary to mobilize the army, the envoy will hold the right half of the talisman to verify it. After confirming that it is correct, the troops can be sent directly.
In ancient times, the method of transmitting information was crude, and military symbols were the only evidence. Whoever came with the military symbols could command the army. Even if he ordered the army to go to the capital to kill the emperor, the soldiers would do it.
This shows how important this weapon talisman is.
When Ma Xingping returned from Qin Shihuang's mausoleum, he kept talking about the military symbols used by Qin Shihuang to dispatch troops and generals. There must be a connection between them. Yan Shouyi felt that this was the clue.
Zhu Ling said at this time: "I also know about the Yangling Tiger Talisman. It seems to exist in the National Museum. Is it possible that you are going to steal the Yangling Tiger Talisman back?"
The National Museum is not a place you can enter and exit at will, let alone take things out of it.
Even Yan Shouyi doesn't have absolute confidence, and it's not his style to steal things by force.
At this time, Master Qin Liu said in a deep voice:
"Actually, the Yangling Tiger Talisman has been stolen a long time ago. What you see is a fake."
"What?" Zhu Ling opened his mouth in surprise. This is breaking news.
Master Qin Liu continued: "The real Yangling Tiger Talisman will appear in our Chang'an Ghost Market tomorrow night."
Everyone was confused. How did Mr. Qin Liu know the whereabouts of the Yangling Tiger Talisman, and what was the Chang'an Ghost Market?
Yan Shouyi said humbly: "Please ask Mr. Liu to explain."
Master Qin Liu also knew that Yan Shouyi and the others were outsiders and did not understand the inside story of Chang'an.
He explained patiently:
"As the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, Chang'an is home to outstanding people. It is precisely because there have been so many princes and generals in this land that the ghosts in Chang'an are more numerous and stronger than in other cities."
"Chang'an Ghost Market is an event held regularly by the Chang'an Ghost King Family Platform. Members of ghost king families from all over the country will come to participate. Some ghost kings who dominate the mountain are also interested. There are even Mr. Yin Yang, disciples of big sects, and folk religions. The appearance of the successor.”
"And in this ghost market, naturally nothing sold is for living people..."
