Wuyue thought to himself: Is this cave perhaps one of the six major tomb chambers?
Harina shook her head: I don't know this, please look for it
Wuyue suddenly remembered something and emphasized: Don’t mention what I just said about Prince Murong and my eldest sister, including your parents, especially your brother. Do you know? I can’t let others know about my relationship with them.
Harina nodded in agreement
After nearly half an hour of exploration, the two of them had seen the entire cave. Only the largest cave was filled with scattered corpses. In each of the other tombs, there was only a coffin placed upright. Apart from the dust on the ground, it was much more refreshing.
Wuyue thought, in the Xianbei burial customs, no matter how big the nobles were, there were not so many people behind him to bury them. What happened to the corpses piled up in the hall?
He couldn't help but think of the ruthless killing and plundering of the nine tribes after the Liaodong Jurchens quelled the rebellion of the Nine Tribes. Could it be that all this was done by Prince Murong's subordinates back then?
According to his observation, this ancient tomb has a shaft, a cave room, a burial with a face coffin, a wooden coffin, etc. The burial style includes a single person, a double person and a multi-person burial, and a special headless burial, a headless burial. This may be a more primitive body-cutting burial. According to the historical knowledge he obtained from books, these are the prominent characteristics of the early Xianbei people.
However, there was no clue to the entrance of the cave that the two of them were most concerned about. Wuyue pressed all the suspicious points on the stone wall and in the corner, without any reaction!
He couldn't help but feel disappointed, thought for a while, and said to Harina: The legend you said about the lightning blue light is probably true. This ancient tomb probably belongs to the collective cemetery of the Xianbei nobles.
Whether it is or not, it doesn't seem to have much to do with our current situation... Harina lacks interest and says weakly
He couldn't walk on his back, and he was tilted and his legs were trembling. He had to return him to the statue of the God of War. The two of them sat down on the pedestal to rest.
At the feet of the two, there were pottery, gold, bronze, iron, bone, beads, Wuzhu coins and birch bark covers, as well as leather silk fabrics and lacquer fragments, which were collected and stacked here by Harina.
Compared with the records and illustrations in ancient books that Wu Yue had seen, he identified the camel pattern gold ornament, the horse pattern gold ornament, the deer pattern gold ornament and the openwork hole ornament, etc. These shaman artifacts are also unique to the Xianbei people, which further verified his idea.
Thinking of the blood of some Xianbei people flowing through Murong Ziyan, she would definitely be very happy if she gave these things to her, right?
One of the black disc-shaped things caught his attention. It was not big but heavy in size. I don’t know what material it was made of. It was engraved with shaman statues and twisted words. Neither he nor Harina could recognize what kind of words it was. Perhaps it was a very primitive spell. In addition, there were complex cloud patterns, which seemed to symbolize the sacred shaman gods living in the heavens.
Of course, if it were just these, it would not be enough to attract his attention.
There are five grooves on the edge of this black disc, just enough to hold it in hand. There are three finger-sized bosses evenly distributed on the bottom edge of the disc. In the middle is a spiral groove with about two points in width and depth. He put his little finger into the center starting point, rotated out three times and just reached the end of the edge.
This thing was originally held in the mouth by a statue in the shrine, shaped like a tongue. When Harina was carrying him to check the cave, she accidentally staggered and hit the statue heavily. The disc actually fell from the statue's mouth.
Based on the little knowledge about Qimen Dunjia and hidden weapons, he judged that this hard and solid disc should be the key to a secret door
At that time, he thought curiously, could this be a key to open the treasure?
But I searched all the way through every cave in the cave, and even looked at the coffins carefully, but I couldn't find the place that matched the bosses and grooves at the bottom of the disk.
The treasure of heaven and earth should have been obtained by someone. Let’s see what the opportunity will happen in the future. He put the disc in his arms.
After Harina gasped for a while, she suddenly remembered something, and lay in front of the base of the female war god statue, wiped the inscriptions clean, looked at it for a while, and said happily: Wuyue, I recognized another word, which translated into Zhongyuan dialect, which means Rakshasa!
Then he said it and pointed it out to him
Just now, Wuyue complained that she was illiterate, and she was always worried. The inscriptions were swaying in her mind. Suddenly, she remembered that one year when the tribal priests worshiped the shaman gods, the Flying Rakshasa God of War was somewhat similar to this statue, and the word in the middle of the tablet was very similar to the one in the first line of the inscription. She looked at the inscription carefully again and compared it with the memory, and finally confirmed it.
She continued to analyze proudly: If I remember correctly, this statue is the Flying Rakshasa God of War among the Shaman gods. These inscriptions should record her miracles!
Wuyue couldn't bear to sweep her pleasure, so she leaned over and glanced at her, pretending to say: Well~ It's very likely
However, he was still thinking about how to get out of trouble. Now his stomach was roaring and his mouth was dry. He really didn't want to talk much. After thinking about it, he said: There was really no way, so we had to try the secret door we fell down to see if it was possible to open it?
Harina said with a frown: The secret door is so high and the walls are not leaning against, how can I get up to Ah?
Wuyue said: Take the torch and see if the reliefs on the dome near the secret door are there for ropes to be trapped?
She dragged her hungry and tired body to the hall and looked at it. When she came back, she excitedly said: You are so smart, it seems that there is really something. I'll carry you over and try it.
It was a relief head, smaller than the real one. With Harina's precise technique of throwing a maso, she threw it seven or eight times before she was trapped.
Wuyue handed her the black disc and asked her to climb up and try it
As a result, she pressed every corner of the secret door but didn't respond, and she couldn't find a way to match the concave and concave patterns of the disc.
She came down to rest for a while, and she was unwilling to give up and tried again, repeating this five or six times, still so
Seeing that she was so tired that she was soaked, Wuyue had to sigh dejectedly: It seems that this is indeed a secret door that can only enter and not leave. Forget it, stop trying, go back to the statue and rest well, let me think of a solution.
Somehow, he always felt much more at ease when he leaned against the statue of the female war god. Perhaps because the statue of the god is too similar to the eldest sister?
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
After the wife and the young lady took the people away in Yinan, it was a lot quieter here.
The eldest lady, the natural enemy, has left. Although she loves him, her second sister, who has always been very strict with him, is not here. The one who loves him the most is her mother. She seems to feel guilty towards him, and she only cares about raising her baby like a mother and son all day long, and she has no time to care about him.
Ozu seems to have become a wild horse that has been free and easy recently
He learned the Jurchen man's hobby of drinking, and of course he also learned all the problems of beating his wife after drinking. His unlucky wife was Shuzhen
Since he lashed her out of anger that night, Ozu seemed to be addicted to itch. If he didn't thug for a day, he would be itchy.
Sometimes I still feel unsatisfied, regardless of whether Shuzhen is happy or not, she has to hold her down and force her to have sex after the fight
Gradually, it was not only him, but Shuzhen, who felt that this kind of sadistic erotic vent seemed even more exciting.
Of course, the woman who comforted his increasingly restless lust was mainly another essential wet nurse, Aunt Zhang
He knew that Aunt Zhang loved him very much, even no less than his mother
His feelings for Aunt Zhang were much more complicated, like his mother and mistress, and he was not his fiancée, and he still had some love, but the majority of desire is the
I don't know if it's because of the lack of status or something, she doesn't seem to care much about this, at least not as much as Shuzhen. However, she has been a widow for many years, and he obviously feels that she needs men very much, especially boys like him who have just entered puberty, are full of energy and are desperate for life when they fuck her, can fill her extremely empty slutty pussy again and again
How much does Aunt Zhang need?
Every day whenever she meets her, she will make many hints inviting him to enter her room and into her body, bite him tightly and suck him, allowing him to give out precious baby semen again and again
He was very surprised. In his memory, Aunt Zhang had been widowed for seven or eight years. Since she was so hungry, why didn't she look for other men?
There are more than one beautiful boy of eleven or 2 years old in Hengshan Sect. There are two of her disciples. As a right guardian with a high status, as long as she is willing, her two disciples are very happy to sleep with her.
Usually playing together, Xiao Jian, one of the two disciples, once secretly told him that he often peeked at his master in the bath, and praised her for her plump figure, big and white breasts, and a lot of cunt hair. She was drooling.
He asked Xiaojian, since he liked his master so much, why didn’t he confess his love to her?
Xiaojian said he had told his master, but his master scolded him hard, ignored him for several days, and did not give him a good look. From then on, he never dared to mention this matter again.
And the master seemed to know that he was peeking at the bath. From then on, he was much more careful when taking a bath, and he could never find a chance again.
Ozu was very surprised. Since Aunt Zhang needed this, why didn’t she accept Xiao Jian?
He also asked her about this, and she said she only loved him and was not interested in other men.
He still didn't understand. He only loved one woman. No matter whether he could get her or not, he didn't mind sleeping with other women. And it felt good to do that with different women. Why do you have to identify someone?
Her explanation is that women are different from men. If there is room for choice, women are only willing to have sex with the man they love, unless they are forced to make a living or face some strong pressure.
But no matter what, he felt that getting along with Aunt Zhang was much easier. He didn't have that perverted impulse when he was with her, and that was also good. Gradually, the two spent much more time together than he and Shuzhen were together.
Harina shook her head: I don't know this, please look for it
Wuyue suddenly remembered something and emphasized: Don’t mention what I just said about Prince Murong and my eldest sister, including your parents, especially your brother. Do you know? I can’t let others know about my relationship with them.
Harina nodded in agreement
After nearly half an hour of exploration, the two of them had seen the entire cave. Only the largest cave was filled with scattered corpses. In each of the other tombs, there was only a coffin placed upright. Apart from the dust on the ground, it was much more refreshing.
Wuyue thought, in the Xianbei burial customs, no matter how big the nobles were, there were not so many people behind him to bury them. What happened to the corpses piled up in the hall?
He couldn't help but think of the ruthless killing and plundering of the nine tribes after the Liaodong Jurchens quelled the rebellion of the Nine Tribes. Could it be that all this was done by Prince Murong's subordinates back then?
According to his observation, this ancient tomb has a shaft, a cave room, a burial with a face coffin, a wooden coffin, etc. The burial style includes a single person, a double person and a multi-person burial, and a special headless burial, a headless burial. This may be a more primitive body-cutting burial. According to the historical knowledge he obtained from books, these are the prominent characteristics of the early Xianbei people.
However, there was no clue to the entrance of the cave that the two of them were most concerned about. Wuyue pressed all the suspicious points on the stone wall and in the corner, without any reaction!
He couldn't help but feel disappointed, thought for a while, and said to Harina: The legend you said about the lightning blue light is probably true. This ancient tomb probably belongs to the collective cemetery of the Xianbei nobles.
Whether it is or not, it doesn't seem to have much to do with our current situation... Harina lacks interest and says weakly
He couldn't walk on his back, and he was tilted and his legs were trembling. He had to return him to the statue of the God of War. The two of them sat down on the pedestal to rest.
At the feet of the two, there were pottery, gold, bronze, iron, bone, beads, Wuzhu coins and birch bark covers, as well as leather silk fabrics and lacquer fragments, which were collected and stacked here by Harina.
Compared with the records and illustrations in ancient books that Wu Yue had seen, he identified the camel pattern gold ornament, the horse pattern gold ornament, the deer pattern gold ornament and the openwork hole ornament, etc. These shaman artifacts are also unique to the Xianbei people, which further verified his idea.
Thinking of the blood of some Xianbei people flowing through Murong Ziyan, she would definitely be very happy if she gave these things to her, right?
One of the black disc-shaped things caught his attention. It was not big but heavy in size. I don’t know what material it was made of. It was engraved with shaman statues and twisted words. Neither he nor Harina could recognize what kind of words it was. Perhaps it was a very primitive spell. In addition, there were complex cloud patterns, which seemed to symbolize the sacred shaman gods living in the heavens.
Of course, if it were just these, it would not be enough to attract his attention.
There are five grooves on the edge of this black disc, just enough to hold it in hand. There are three finger-sized bosses evenly distributed on the bottom edge of the disc. In the middle is a spiral groove with about two points in width and depth. He put his little finger into the center starting point, rotated out three times and just reached the end of the edge.
This thing was originally held in the mouth by a statue in the shrine, shaped like a tongue. When Harina was carrying him to check the cave, she accidentally staggered and hit the statue heavily. The disc actually fell from the statue's mouth.
Based on the little knowledge about Qimen Dunjia and hidden weapons, he judged that this hard and solid disc should be the key to a secret door
At that time, he thought curiously, could this be a key to open the treasure?
But I searched all the way through every cave in the cave, and even looked at the coffins carefully, but I couldn't find the place that matched the bosses and grooves at the bottom of the disk.
The treasure of heaven and earth should have been obtained by someone. Let’s see what the opportunity will happen in the future. He put the disc in his arms.
After Harina gasped for a while, she suddenly remembered something, and lay in front of the base of the female war god statue, wiped the inscriptions clean, looked at it for a while, and said happily: Wuyue, I recognized another word, which translated into Zhongyuan dialect, which means Rakshasa!
Then he said it and pointed it out to him
Just now, Wuyue complained that she was illiterate, and she was always worried. The inscriptions were swaying in her mind. Suddenly, she remembered that one year when the tribal priests worshiped the shaman gods, the Flying Rakshasa God of War was somewhat similar to this statue, and the word in the middle of the tablet was very similar to the one in the first line of the inscription. She looked at the inscription carefully again and compared it with the memory, and finally confirmed it.
She continued to analyze proudly: If I remember correctly, this statue is the Flying Rakshasa God of War among the Shaman gods. These inscriptions should record her miracles!
Wuyue couldn't bear to sweep her pleasure, so she leaned over and glanced at her, pretending to say: Well~ It's very likely
However, he was still thinking about how to get out of trouble. Now his stomach was roaring and his mouth was dry. He really didn't want to talk much. After thinking about it, he said: There was really no way, so we had to try the secret door we fell down to see if it was possible to open it?
Harina said with a frown: The secret door is so high and the walls are not leaning against, how can I get up to Ah?
Wuyue said: Take the torch and see if the reliefs on the dome near the secret door are there for ropes to be trapped?
She dragged her hungry and tired body to the hall and looked at it. When she came back, she excitedly said: You are so smart, it seems that there is really something. I'll carry you over and try it.
It was a relief head, smaller than the real one. With Harina's precise technique of throwing a maso, she threw it seven or eight times before she was trapped.
Wuyue handed her the black disc and asked her to climb up and try it
As a result, she pressed every corner of the secret door but didn't respond, and she couldn't find a way to match the concave and concave patterns of the disc.
She came down to rest for a while, and she was unwilling to give up and tried again, repeating this five or six times, still so
Seeing that she was so tired that she was soaked, Wuyue had to sigh dejectedly: It seems that this is indeed a secret door that can only enter and not leave. Forget it, stop trying, go back to the statue and rest well, let me think of a solution.
Somehow, he always felt much more at ease when he leaned against the statue of the female war god. Perhaps because the statue of the god is too similar to the eldest sister?
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
After the wife and the young lady took the people away in Yinan, it was a lot quieter here.
The eldest lady, the natural enemy, has left. Although she loves him, her second sister, who has always been very strict with him, is not here. The one who loves him the most is her mother. She seems to feel guilty towards him, and she only cares about raising her baby like a mother and son all day long, and she has no time to care about him.
Ozu seems to have become a wild horse that has been free and easy recently
He learned the Jurchen man's hobby of drinking, and of course he also learned all the problems of beating his wife after drinking. His unlucky wife was Shuzhen
Since he lashed her out of anger that night, Ozu seemed to be addicted to itch. If he didn't thug for a day, he would be itchy.
Sometimes I still feel unsatisfied, regardless of whether Shuzhen is happy or not, she has to hold her down and force her to have sex after the fight
Gradually, it was not only him, but Shuzhen, who felt that this kind of sadistic erotic vent seemed even more exciting.
Of course, the woman who comforted his increasingly restless lust was mainly another essential wet nurse, Aunt Zhang
He knew that Aunt Zhang loved him very much, even no less than his mother
His feelings for Aunt Zhang were much more complicated, like his mother and mistress, and he was not his fiancée, and he still had some love, but the majority of desire is the
I don't know if it's because of the lack of status or something, she doesn't seem to care much about this, at least not as much as Shuzhen. However, she has been a widow for many years, and he obviously feels that she needs men very much, especially boys like him who have just entered puberty, are full of energy and are desperate for life when they fuck her, can fill her extremely empty slutty pussy again and again
How much does Aunt Zhang need?
Every day whenever she meets her, she will make many hints inviting him to enter her room and into her body, bite him tightly and suck him, allowing him to give out precious baby semen again and again
He was very surprised. In his memory, Aunt Zhang had been widowed for seven or eight years. Since she was so hungry, why didn't she look for other men?
There are more than one beautiful boy of eleven or 2 years old in Hengshan Sect. There are two of her disciples. As a right guardian with a high status, as long as she is willing, her two disciples are very happy to sleep with her.
Usually playing together, Xiao Jian, one of the two disciples, once secretly told him that he often peeked at his master in the bath, and praised her for her plump figure, big and white breasts, and a lot of cunt hair. She was drooling.
He asked Xiaojian, since he liked his master so much, why didn’t he confess his love to her?
Xiaojian said he had told his master, but his master scolded him hard, ignored him for several days, and did not give him a good look. From then on, he never dared to mention this matter again.
And the master seemed to know that he was peeking at the bath. From then on, he was much more careful when taking a bath, and he could never find a chance again.
Ozu was very surprised. Since Aunt Zhang needed this, why didn’t she accept Xiao Jian?
He also asked her about this, and she said she only loved him and was not interested in other men.
He still didn't understand. He only loved one woman. No matter whether he could get her or not, he didn't mind sleeping with other women. And it felt good to do that with different women. Why do you have to identify someone?
Her explanation is that women are different from men. If there is room for choice, women are only willing to have sex with the man they love, unless they are forced to make a living or face some strong pressure.
But no matter what, he felt that getting along with Aunt Zhang was much easier. He didn't have that perverted impulse when he was with her, and that was also good. Gradually, the two spent much more time together than he and Shuzhen were together.
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