Tomb-suppressing beast?

Su Dawei remembers that the tomb-controlling beast is a common monster in ancient tombs, with animal faces, human faces, and deer antlers. It is a kind of underworld weapon set up to curb ghosts and protect the souls of the dead from invasion.

The Book of Zhou records that there is a monster called the Elephant, which is delicious; there is also a divine beast called Fang Xiang, which has the ability to expel the Elephant, so the family often asks Fang Xiang to stand on the side of the tomb to prevent the monster from invading.

According to later archaeological discoveries, tomb-controlling beasts were first seen in the Chu tombs of the Warring States Period, popular between the Wei and Jin Dynasties and the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and gradually disappeared after the Five Dynasties.

But what is the relationship between this tomb-suppressing beast and Lanchi?

Could it be that there is a large tomb in Lanchi?

All these questions can only be suppressed in my heart for the time being.

Su Dawei is now a little depressed in this undercover agent.

This feeling is quite a bit like the undercover agents in later generations being pulled by the boss to rob each other. The entire team stared at each other and no news could be spread.

Although I was anxious, I couldn't imagine it.

I can only take one step at a time.

After a bad barbecue, everyone rested by the bonfire for half an hour.

Then Daochen took out an ancient bronze compass from his carry-on, and the witch Xuezi took out an equine jade. The two things refer to each other in directions. Finally, Yang Xirong nodded and whispered something.

Because he deliberately lowered his voice, Su Dawei did not hear the content clearly, but it seemed that there was a word "jian".

Su Dawei is still not sure whether it is Deng Jian or not.

The team started again.

This time, Yang Xirong, Daochen and Xuezi took the lead in leading the way. While walking, Daochen kept comparing with the compass, as if confirming the location.

Su Dawei took a peek at the North Star in the sky and roughly inferred that the team was heading east.

But where is the East, I can't tell for a moment.

After a while, the sound of water was faintly heard in my ears. In the light of the stars and moon, an open area was ushered in front of me, and a river was faintly seen, winding like a jade belt around my waist.

On the river, there is a porous stone bridge connecting both sides.

After Su Dawei saw this bridge clearly, his heart couldn't help but feel: Ba Bridge!

Ba Bridge is a bridge ten miles outside Chang'an City and spanning the Ba River. It has a long history and is famous for a long time.

During the Tang Dynasty, friends often bid farewell here and broke willow branches to give them to them.

When he saw Baqiao, Su Dawei could confirm something. Yang Xirong led everyone to a long way.

Otherwise, it would be only ten miles from Chang'an to Baqiao, and it would be impossible to delay until now.

I don't know if he did it intentionally or for another reason.

Su Dawei only did not know how to do it, and he looked around him. Ma Shangfeng had no special expression, only Sun Jiuniang, and she glanced at the corner of her mouth slightly, as if she could see it.

When approaching Ba Bridge, Yang Xirong reached out to signal everyone to stop.

Daochen glanced at the witch Xuezi beside him.

The Shinto witch took two steps forward, took out a piece of bamboo tube from her sleeve, and reached it into the gauze scarf.

Then, a bamboo flute sounded like a nightingale.

After a moment, a night chirping sounded across the Ba Bridge.

Xuezi put away the bamboo flute and said to Daochen: "The code is right."

"good."

Daochen nodded, Yang Xirong turned around and explained, and then followed the Baekje monk and the Japanese witch to the Baqiao together and met the people coming from the opposite side.

"Who are those people? Lao Ma~"

Su Dawei asked Ma Shangfeng while squinting his eyes and looking at the people on the bridge.

Ma Shangfeng did not roll his eyes this time, but said impatiently: "Goguryeo and Silla."

"oh."

That being said, everyone is here.

Su Dawei thought to himself.

After a cup of tea, everyone rested by the Ba River.

The team grew stronger again.

In addition to the Japanese, Bafu and Baekje Daochen, a group of Goguryeo people led by Deng Jian were joined, as well as Jin Famin and his subordinates of the Silla delegation, and finally Fan Sinnara, followed by some black scarf masked men next to Naras.

Su Dawei guessed in his heart that most of these people were sent by King Li Ke of Wu.

On the edge of Ba Bridge, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the river is scattered in my ears.

Daochen's seemingly non-existent voice also came.

"It is said that the address of Lanchi Palace is in the east of Xianyang City, but later the Wei River moved north and submerged it. Now the specific address is no longer verified. The only thing we can rely on is the map in our hands...

There are three copies of the map, one in my hands, one in Master Na Luo, and one in Lord Silla Jin.

However, I know there is actually a fourth copy of the map, right?”

Daochen said, looking at Yang Xirong with his eyes.

At this moment, everything is silent.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Yang Xirong.

"During the Spring and Autumn Period, Duke Mu of Qin dominated the Xirong, changed the Zishui River to the Ba River and built the bridge, so it was called "Baqiao". In the third year of Dihuang, the Baqiao flooded, and Wang Mang believed that it was not a good omen, so he changed the name of the bridge to "Changcun Bridge"; in the third year of Kaihuang of the Sui Dynasty, the Baqiao was rebuilt."

Yang Xirong stared at the Ba River with his eyes, his voice neither fast nor slow, as if he was reminiscing with his old friend.

However, most of the people present didn't understand what he was saying and couldn't help looking at each other.

Daochen put his hands together: "I am merciful and overlord, we don't have much time."

"What I want to say is that this Baqiao and this beautiful rivers and mountains were originally owned by my Yang family, but now it has fallen into the hands of Li family..."

Yang Xirong sneered and shook his head: "Of course I'm unhappy."

Deng Jian, who had been silent, raised his head and showed a kind of fierceness in his eyes: "How can the boss be happy?"

"It's very simple. I'll be happy about everything that makes Li Tang unhappy, for example, where does the map in everyone's hands come from?"

Yang Xirong raised his lips, revealing a calm and conceited smile: "Before, the strange riot in Chang'an, I joined forces with others to take advantage of the chaos in Chang'an to sneak into the treasury of the Great Inner Palace and steal this map."

Daochen's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Japanese witch raised her head slightly,

Deng Jian was silent and stared at Yang Xirong.

Jin Famin lowered his head, not knowing what he was calculating.

Yang Xirong sneered: "It can also be said that I intended to use the Lanchi map as bait to lead you here."

His big sleeves were all covered by Silla, Baekje, Goguryeo, and Japan.

The temperature around seemed to drop sharply by several degrees.

A hint of coldness soaks people's bone marrow.

Deng Jian was kneeling, his waist was erect, and his eyes were lit from his weak face, his voice was low and contained some power: "What does the overlord mean?"

Daochen put his hands together, staring at Yang Xirong's face, with a deep look.

Jin Famin observed everything quietly and remained silent.

The figure of the witch Xuezi seemed to be motionless in the sculpture, but Su Dawei could feel that her eyes under her veil were throwing sharply on Yang Xirong.

"Everyone, don't be impatient."

Yang Xirong did not care about the hostility of the envoys of the four countries. He waved his hand easily: "I just want to reach an agreement with you before finding Lan Chi Palace and sharing the secret of the immortal golden man."

“What agreement?”

The witch Xuezi said in a stiff Tang language.

"I need you. After getting the secret of the Immortal Jin people, I will persuade your kings to use troops to the Tang Dynasty."

Yang Xirong looked calm and even said this with a smile.

Su Dawei was shocked.

This guy is crazy.

He actually helped outsiders to let Sanhan and Japan attack the Tang Dynasty?

How many people will die like this?

What are the benefits for Yang Xirong?

It can be said that it is harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.

Except for the madman, Su Dawei really couldn't think of any words to describe it.
To be continued...