When they arrived at Wulie River, Jinhua and his party had a conflict.
To talk about conflict, it was actually just a conflict between the lame old man and He Rong.
He Rong had previously said that Kublai Khan's tomb was in the Wulie River.
The lame old man thought that He Rong meant that Kublai Khan's tomb was near the Wulie River.
But He Rong believed that Kublai's cemetery was under the Wulie River.
Such an idea would be incredible to normal people.
Not to mention these experienced tomb robbers.
"I think the possibility is much greater in Yanshan Mountain."
The lame old man looked at the fast-flowing Wulie River and was a little impatient.
He didn't have much time to waste every day.
Time was a luxury for him.
The lack of victory made him a little anxious.
He Rong was also a person who experienced foreign ink in his early years.
He not only majored in chemistry, but also had a good understanding of world history and Chinese history.
Although he said that the tomb was under the Wulie River, he only heard the speculation of a historian, but the historian was his friend for many years, and the historian was a famous genius.
He Rong thought that he could let his friend put forward such a view, so he There is his basis.
Seeing the lame old man's appearance, He Rong also lost his temper.
He said to the lame old man: "Since you think Kublai Khan's mausoleum is not at the bottom of the Wulie River, let me ask you why Qianlong built his summer resort there.
On the west bank of the Wulie River, there were even eight temples built around the summer resort.
If there was no other reason, why would Qianlong build such a large-scale construction project?
It was really just a palace."
The lame old man was a good tomb robber, but he was a layman in history.
When he saw He Rong linking the matter of Kublai Khan's mausoleum to why Qianlong built the summer resort, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
He coughed twice angrily, but who knew?
But the coughing got worse and worse.
He bent over and lowered his head.
Looking at him like this, this cough could kill him.
Jinhua remembered that the poison from the lame old man's corpse was deep in his heart, so he couldn't help but look at He Rong complainingly, and hurriedly stepped forward to pat the lame old man's back.
The lame old man stopped coughing, waved his hands, straightened his back and looked at He Rong.
His eyes stared at He Rong with a persistent light.
It seemed that he was determined to convince He Rong this time.
After looking at He Rong for a while, he asked Jinhua to stand away from him, and Jinhua obeyed.
At this time, the lame old man fumbled around in his arms for a while, took out a big compass, and then he rolled up his trouser legs. , stood in the cold and biting river water.
Jin Hua looked at it from a distance, a little worried.
The lame old man's attitude was at odds with himself.
Although the lame old man was a good person, he was more stubborn than anyone else.
Jin Hua looked around the short fat man and others.
Humpty Dumpty and others looked at Lame calmly.
The old man with the leg couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
The old man with the lame leg was afraid that he wouldn't live long after making such a fuss this time.
Although it was early June, the weather was already chilly at night.
His health was already in terrible condition, and now he was still masturbating.
Trouser legs got into the river In addition to worrying about the lame old man, Jinhua was also a little surprised that He Rong was not an impulsive person, and he had always behaved quite calmly, so why did he have to confront the lame old man this time.
Then again, the reason why she, Lame and others came to Chengde was because Du Yuesheng said that Tang Ming had entered Kublai Khan's tomb, and what he said was reasonable and well-founded.
In addition, Tang Ming's sudden change was also related to Kublai Khan's tomb.
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Related to Bilie's tomb.
Thinking of Tang Ming, Jinhua had another headache.
"Jinhua, look."
He Rong called to her.
Jinhua saw him pointing at the water and looked over.
She was a little surprised when she saw him.
On the water, the figure of the lame old man disappeared and appeared. , probably the lame old man swam into deeper waters holding his breath with his nose submerged.
Jinhua's eyes were fixed on the movements of the lame old man on the water.
In the end, the lame old man couldn't even see his shadow.
Jinhua shone his flashlight over it, and the light of the flashlight shone on the water.
The lame old man was nowhere to be seen.
Jinhua thought to herself that the crippled old man might have drowned.
She wanted to get closer to the Wulie River to have a look.
After taking a few steps, He Rong suddenly pulled her into his arms without any preparation.
Jinhua pressed her face against He Rong's chest.
Listening to He Rong's strong heartbeat, she felt a little dizzy for a moment.
Seeing her helpless look, He Rong chuckled above her head.
She wanted to glare at He Rong, but before she could make any move, she heard He Rong say again: "Old guy, you're convinced."
Jinhua broke free from He Rong's arms, looked up, and saw the lame old man climbing out of the river with an expressionless face.
His face was blue and his body was a little stiff, probably because he was frozen by the river water.
When the lame old man got on the river bank, she handed the clean clothes and pants she had prepared to the lame old man.
The lame old man didn't take the clothes, which made Jinhua a little embarrassed.
However, the short fat man took the clothes from Jinhua's hand and threw them next to the lame old man.
The lame old man ignored him.
He stared at He Rong and said, "Tell me why this tomb is under the river."
His eyes were filled with coldness, and seemed to be a little different from usual.
Jinhua saw the hairs on the back of such a lame old man exploding.
She slowly moved closer to the short fat man.
The short fat man saw her and turned to glance at her, but he quickly turned his attention to the lame man again.
On the old man.
He Rong also noticed something was wrong with the lame old man.
When he saw the lame old man, his heart felt like a cat's paw scratching his heart.
He felt restless for a while.
What did the lame old man find under the river?
This was undoubtedly what happened at the scene.
One's doubts.
"It's just a guess, it can't be taken seriously."
He Rong now gave a completely different answer from his previous attitude, looking at the lame old man and replied respectfully.
The lame old man refused to give up.
He stared at He Rong, demanding He Rong tell him the reason.
Jinhua wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but the short fat man who was watching from the side grabbed his arm.
Fortunately, their movements were not large, and the lame old man did not notice anything.
The short fat man did not say anything, but grabbed Jinhua's palm and gestured.
Character.
ghost Jinhua recognized the words written on her hand by the short fat man.
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She was horrified and looked at the lame old man covering his mouth.
Only then did she notice that the lame old man walked on his tiptoes.
Could it be that the lame old man was killed underwater?
Jinhua looked at He Rong who was in a stalemate with the lame old man.
She wanted to ask the short fat man in a low voice.
At this time, the short fat man wrote two more words on her hand, "dog" Blood.
Jinhua knew that the short fat man was talking about black dog blood.
Before coming to Wulie River, the lame old man asked him to fill a small bottle, saying that it might be useful.
Seeing that Jinhua didn't respond, the short fat man pinched the back of her hand.
At this time, the one-armed boy sitting next to the car looked over.
He smiled at Jinhua and turned away in a daze.
Jinhua was a little scared and a little sad.
Although the lame old man didn't have long to live, she could not accept his sudden death and turning into such a monster.
"Girl."
The short fat man called her in a low voice.
Jinhua looked over.
At this time, the short fat man grabbed her palm and wrote something bloody again.
Jinhua had no choice but to run to get it while the lame old man wasn't paying attention.
But when she ran to the car and took the things, she saw the vicious eyes of the lame old man staring at her again.
The hatred that can be felt even from a distance is so much resentment.
Jinhua grabbed the bottle in her hand and ran towards the short fat man.
The face of the lame old man was gray and he looked quite horrifying.
However, when Jinhua was running, the face of the lame old man suddenly appeared in front of Jinhua.
She bumped into the lame old man and she was hit by a ghost.
Jinhua's face turned pale all of a sudden.
Her hand holding the bottle shook.
At this time, she heard the shout of the short fat man.
The short fat man shouted to her, "Girl, pour it down quickly."
Jinhua tremblingly poured the black dog's blood towards the lame old man.
The black dog's blood hit the lame old man's face, stinging and steaming up.
The lame old man seemed to have been burned.
His face It's black and white, and the mottled look is even more weird.
Black dog blood was not very useful against the lame old man.
Seeing the lame old man trying to catch her, Jinhua gasped and closed her eyes.
The lame old man could obviously move to her in an instant, but he still had to step by step.
Force her, make her feel fear, and let her turn from hope to despair little by little.
This is a lame old man's trick on his inevitable prey.
Just when the lame old man's patience ran out, He Rong spoke.
"Because Kublai Khan has Liu Bingzhong in his hands."
He Rong's cold voice stopped him.
The lame old man suddenly appeared in front of He Rong.
His face was full of interest in the content of He Rong's words.
He looked at He Rong and said, "You continue."
He Rong winked at her, and Jinhua understood.
He rushed to the short fat man and insisted on being squeezed together with the short fat man.
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The tall man and the boy with the broken arm also moved towards their position.
"Liu Bingzhong is Kublai Khan's national advisor.
He is Han.
He is a Feng Shui master."
He Rong paused.
The lame old man was a little dissatisfied.
The expression on his face was a little strange.
He looked very much like a man asking for candy. children.
"What do future generations think of him?"
the lame old man asked.
"Of course it's a good review."
He Rong said.
The lame old man laughed.
After laughing for a while, he became a little nervous.
He poked his finger, lowered his head and asked, "Has anyone said that he surrendered to Kublai Khan and was a traitor?"
He Rong glanced at the lame old man and understood.
He shook his head and made an expression like a confidant to the lame old man.
He said that at that time, when he submitted to the Yuan Dynasty, he was only in the Cao camp and his heart was in the Han Dynasty.
There was joy on the face of the lame old man, but soon he became vicious again.
He pretended to catch He Rong, but did not actually touch him.
He Rong laughed, looked at the lame old man and said, "Liu Bingzhong. " The lame old man stopped and suddenly burst into laughter.
His laughter had a sadness that had gone through many vicissitudes of life.
He responded, yes, it's me.
Jinhua looked at the lame old man and knew that the lame old man was really dead.
This ghost was not the lame old man, but Liu Bingzheng, a subordinate of Kublai Khan in the Yuan Dynasty, who had borrowed the lame old man's body.
But in any case, Liu Bingzheng's appearance dispelled some of the haze that had enveloped them due to the unfortunate death of the lame old man.
At the same time, his appearance also showed that He Rong's judgment was correct.
Kublai Khan's mausoleum is under the Wulie River.
"I don't know what time it is now."
Liu Bingzheng tilted his head, looked around and asked He Rong.
He didn't look at He Rong, but his eyes were fixed on the flashlight held by Jin Hua as if strange.
"The Republic of China."
He Rong's expression remained unchanged as he answered.
"What is the Republic of China?"
Hearing such a new word, Liu Bingzheng was extremely excited, and his eyes shifted from the flashlight to He Rong's face.
He Rong thought for a while and paraphrased the words of the late Mr.
Sun.
"The foundation of the country lies in the people.
The so-called Republic of China is the common country of the people."
At the end, he added that even so, these are troubled times.
"Why are these troubled times?"
Before Liu Bingzheng could recover from He Rong's shocking remarks, He Rong slapped him again.
"The foreign powers are oppressing, the country is fragmented, classes are divided, the people are in poverty, the officials are weak and corrupt, the remnants of the Qing Dynasty are trying to restore themselves, and everyone is in danger."
He Rong sharply pointed out the current social situation.
"How about the Qing Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty?"
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Liu Bingzheng blurted out and asked, but he shook his head as soon as he spoke, "No dynasty can last forever, Kublai Khan, you still lost."
After saying that, Liu Bingzheng stared at He Rong for half a breath.
He glanced at Wu Liehe again with some resentment.
He laughed coldly a few times.
This time he said to He Rong: "Do you know the bottom of the river?
There is a huge secret hidden in the tomb.”
"What secret?"
Jinhua said involuntarily.
Liu Bingzheng glanced at Jinhua, and he smiled mysteriously.
The crippled old man's big yellow teeth were exposed, making his already purple and blue face look disgusting.
"The way of heaven."
"What is the way of heaven?"
He Rong asked, but Liu Bingzheng refused to say any more.
Then, He Rong asked Liu Bingzheng how to enter the tomb.
Liu Bingzheng glanced at him and said, "Since you know that the tomb is underwater, you should know how to break it."
Liu Bingzheng's eyes were full of malice. kindness.
No matter what He Rong mentioned again, he kept his mouth shut and refused to talk about the tomb and the way of heaven.
But when the sky was about to turn white, Liu Bing suddenly spoke.
He gave one sentence: "If you can enter the tomb, please bring the Donghuang Bell out."
As he said this, Jinhua saw the body of the lame old man.
When he softened, Liu Bingzheng must have left the body of the lame old man.
Donghuang Bell.
These three words exploded in Jinhua’s mind.
It’s the Donghuang Bell again.
What exactly is the Donghuang Bell?
Tang Ming also mentioned the Donghuang Bell. sjgsf0916: