allonlinenovel Chapter 270 Mural
Chapter 270 Mural
Cheng Feng stepped on the brakes and pulled the car over to the side of the road.
An elite disciple of the Unloading Ridge Sect, accompanied by two disciples he had personally trained, arrived at Cheng Fengche's side.
After Cheng Feng got out of the car, the three of them bowed and greeted him.
Cheng Feng nodded in response, and then said:
"Go back to your camp first; this is not the place to talk."
There were quite a few onlookers. Many elderly people in this small town were at home with nothing to do, and they were watching Cheng Feng and his group while crickets chirped.
Cheng Feng then returned to the car and leisurely followed the Xieling disciples back to their encampment.
The disciples of the Unloading Ridge sect chose a small camp consisting of three large Mongolian yurts as their base.
It's not far from the town, yet it's also somewhat distant from it.
Of course, both the yurts and the campsites were rented from locals.
The intelligence team members really put in a lot of effort to find such a suitable location.
After parking the car in the spacious courtyard enclosed by a fence, Cheng Feng and the women opened the car doors and got out.
"Chief, Madam, Miss, this way please!"
The arrival of Cheng Feng and the four women immediately bustled the camp.
After settling into the yurt, the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect quickly served them hot barley tea.
After taking a sip of tea, Cheng Feng began to inquire about the current progress of this elite Unloading Ridge disciple.
"Chief, based on the information on the gold ingot, we have found a tomb of Genghis Khan."
According to Professor Wang's research, this mound was likely a candidate for Genghis Khan's tomb.
The murals depicting Genghis Khan's life have all been completed.
Cheng Feng frowned after hearing this. The ruins were popularized by Cao Cao at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Before his death, Cao Cao assembled a team specializing in tomb raiding and even bestowed upon them official titles, namely the Tomb Raider Captain and the Tomb Raider General.
This team was always successful in their tomb raiding expeditions, bringing back vast amounts of wealth for Cao Cao each time.
Cao Cao was a man who knew how to reflect. He thought that he would also die, and that his successors might even dig up his burial goods to fund their military campaigns.
So in order to avoid being disturbed after death
Cao Cao chose to use a military tactic to protect his future mausoleum: creating a false impression.
According to later generations, Cao Cao set up seventy-two false tombs, seventy-one of which were traps and deadly places.
No one knows for sure which one is the real tomb of Cao Cao.
If Genghis Khan had followed Cao Cao's example and arranged a tomb for himself, then his grave would be virtually impossible to find.
On the one hand, the exact number of suspected graves is unknown, and on the other hand, the traditional Mongolian burial practices are too secretive.
"Professor Wang and his brothers should be at that suspected grave right now!"
"Yes, they didn't know that the head was coming back, and they set off for the suspicious tomb early in the morning."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Feng stood up from his seat and said:
"You lead the way, I want to see it for myself."
Cheng Feng felt that Wang Wenxuan must have discovered something, but he didn't say anything.
Otherwise, having discovered the suspected tomb so long ago, they could have easily suggested returning.
There's no need to stay here and study an empty tomb for so long.
“Let’s go too! The false tomb is also a false tomb of Genghis Khan. I want to see it!”
As Huo Ling spoke, she stood up. Although the other three women did not speak, they all showed through their actions that they shared Huo Ling's thoughts.
"Then let's go and see it together!"
It wasn't anything dangerous, so Cheng Feng naturally wouldn't spoil the fun.
After a few minutes of preparation, the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect led the way on a sidecar motorcycle, while Cheng Feng followed behind in a jeep.
The tricycle sped across the grassland, its bumpy ride making Cheng Feng worry for him.
Fortunately, the elite disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect were skilled drivers, and the tricycle did not overturn all the way to the destination.
After getting out of the car, Cheng Feng looked around at the surroundings.
There's no feng shui to speak of here. If it weren't for the signs of digging in front, you wouldn't see any difference between this place and other grasslands.
At this moment, the Unloading Ridge disciples guarding the entrance to the tomb saw Cheng Feng arrive.
He disregarded everything else and hurriedly went down into the tomb to call for help.
Soon, Wang Wenxuan and the second group of Unloading Ridge disciples, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, climbed out of the tomb.
Upon seeing Cheng Feng, Wang Wenxuan's old face lit up with surprise, and he quickly stepped forward to exchange pleasantries with Cheng Feng.
After exchanging pleasantries about each other's recent situations, Cheng Feng got down to business.
"Professor Wang, what exactly is the situation with this suspected tomb that has made it worthwhile for you to study it here for so long?"
Cheng Feng's question caused Wang Wenxuan to look troubled. He sighed and said:
"Mr. Cheng, the situation regarding this tomb is very complicated and cannot be explained in a short time."
Why don't we go down into the tomb first, and then I'll explain it to you based on the actual situation?
Cheng Feng nodded in agreement with Wang Wenxuan's suggestion.
The group then descended into the suspected tomb through the tunnel, surrounded by disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect.
The tomb-raiding tunnels of the Unloading Ridge faction were not as elaborate as those of the Tomb Raiders or the Moving Mountain factions; their main focus was on sturdiness, convenience, and durability.
Every time they dug a tomb raider's tunnel, the Unloading Ridge team was prepared to move large treasures out.
Therefore, the tunnels dug by the tomb raiders were relatively wide, so that even Cheng Feng, who was 1.85 meters tall, did not need to bend over.
At the end of the tomb, there is the wall of the tomb passage that was broken open by the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect.
Passing through this gap, the group arrived at the tomb passage.
“Mr. Cheng, look, the murals on both sides of the tomb passage have smooth lines and exquisite workmanship. They must be the work of a master in this field.”
Walking through the tomb passage, Cheng Feng and the four women looked at the murals on both sides.
These murals are all different, some depicting eagles soaring in the sky, and others showing wolves hunting in all directions.
The eagles and wolves are depicted with remarkable realism, especially their eyes, which are fundamentally different from those of ordinary inanimate objects.
Walking through the tomb passage gave Cheng Feng the strange feeling that he was being targeted by predators.
"These murals are certainly not the work of ordinary craftsmen. The person who could create such artistic conception must be a master."
As they spoke, the group passed through a blasted-open stone door and entered the main burial chamber.
The main tomb chamber is also covered with murals, but these murals depict Genghis Khan's achievements and classic battles during his lifetime.
Apart from the murals, there was nothing here; there were no burial objects or the coffin of the tomb's occupant.
"Mr. Cheng, the value of these murals is immeasurable. I think even those in Dunhuang are not as precious as these."
Even if we don't find the actual mausoleum of Genghis Khan, these murals alone make the trip worthwhile.
Wang Wenxuan stared at the murals in the tomb chamber with a fascinated expression.
For a scholar who has dedicated his life to studying the culture of Mengyuan, these murals are no different from the allure of a stunningly beautiful woman to a lecherous man.
"These murals are truly lifelike; it's a shame to leave them here. We should try to take them back with us when we leave!"
Huo Ling muttered to herself, stroking her chin.
Huo Ling's words interrupted Wang Wenxuan's reverie. Coming back to his senses, he gave a wry smile and said:
"Miss Huo is joking. These murals will inevitably be damaged if they are excavated, which would be a waste of their precious resources!"