Tomb Raiders Notes - Zhangjia Mausoleum Keeper

"Dinghu, then it is in Lingbao, Henan? Because according to the "Historical Records of Fengchan", it is mentioned that the Yellow Emperor drew water here to cast a tripod, and rode a dragon to become a fairy. Is the legend true?" I stared at it in surprise. Xiao Rong asked.

"No, Zilin, if things were as simple as you think, Mr. Yu would not have recorded this period of history in such a cumbersome and obscure way." Xiao Rong answered me with my puzzled eyes.

"Then what do you think?" I continued to ask patiently.

"Okay, I'm not going to give a shit. Regarding the exact location of the Yellow Emperor's tomb, there have been different opinions and no conclusions for thousands of years. But I once saw a sentence in "Zhuangzi", saying: "The void of Kunlun, the place of the Yellow Emperor stop.And "Shan Hai Jing Xici San Jing" records: "Four hundred miles to the southwest, the hill of Kunlun is called the capital of Emperor Shiwei."

"Look at this again. Teacher Yu records that the Yellow Emperor had enshrined Zen in Kunlun Mountain several times before his death." Xiao Rong handed me a collection of notes.

"You mean that Dinghu Lake is in Kunlun Mountain?" I asked suspiciously.

"That's right, even if it's not there, it should be nearby." Xiao Rong replied very firmly.

I have been doing historical research for a long time, and I understand that bold imagination is okay, but I must carefully verify it afterwards, so I am not as optimistic as him.First of all, the word "Dinghu" is worth deliberating for a long time.The source of this name originated from the historical records. The key is that the ancient Chinese tribes did not master the copper smelting technology at that time.It is not credible to cast a cauldron.If it is not a tripod in the true sense, it may be a place name, or a homonym translated...

"Zilin, did you think of anything?" Xiao Rong couldn't help asking when he saw that my brows were furrowed and I didn't speak.

I was thinking: "Dinghu may not be its original name."

"Well, it's also possible. Many ethnic minorities in ancient times have disappeared or been sinicized, and there are very few documents that have been passed down. We can only study along this line of thought." Xiao Rong agreed with my idea.

The two of us checked some geographical information, and finally found it on the ancient Arabic geographical work "World Frontiers".There used to be a lake called Balkhash in Kazakhstan. The original name of this Lake Balkhash was also called "Tan Lun Lake" taring-kul. Taring means "deep" in the ancient Jue language.

The article also notes that this is a place with dry surface and abundant groundwater. "Hanshu Biography of the Western Regions" also described the environment here, mentioning that it was full of Karez wells, and there was a place called Shimen. After entering, it entered Central Asia from the Mongolian Plateau.

Coincidentally, there is also a place called "Shimen" in the middle of the Altai Mountains, which serves as a throat for east-west traffic.At the beginning of the twelfth century, Qiu Chuji, a real person from Changchun, went to Central Asia at the call of Genghis Khan. At that time, Qiu Chuji passed through this "Shimen".

If it is said that Ding was translated by Sima Qian from a foreign language pronunciation, this possibility is not impossible. Ding Lake was originally called Balkhash Lake, and it is now located in the Altai Mountains?

After checking here, I finally got some clues.Combined with some information on the Internet, there are indeed some traces of Xuanyuan's activities here, and some weird ancient tombs and giant stone piles can also be found.

"This is really amazing." I stared at the huge pictures of ancient stone groups, excited.

Xiao Rong smiled at me and said: "What one-eyed man, alien, isn't this nonsense?"

I smiled back, and felt that after checking the information for several days and nights, it was not in vain, and now it is time to finally confirm the work!Time is very urgent now, if Dinghu is really in the 72 ditch of Altai Mountain, then we have to leave as soon as possible.Because after mid-September, there will be heavy snow blocking the mountain, and even if you want to go in, I'm afraid it will be impossible.

My illness, and that mysterious Professor Sun, the secret in the teacher's notes?All these things seemed to be pressing me on with a relentless urgency.

Xiao Rong obviously understood what I was thinking, but it was really too hasty to go there rashly based on the little information we had.For this reason Xiao Rong looked at me in embarrassment, unable to make up his mind.

I bit my pen, came up with an idea, and said to Xiao Rong: "Didn't that Professor Sun tell me that he was waiting for me in Dinghu? Then check his ticket purchase records? He can't walk, right? Once we have verified his whereabouts, then we will have a direction, why bother to search for clues here!"

"That's right! Zi Lin, you're so smart." Xiao Rong patted the table lightly, admiring my idea.

I said humbly: "Such a simple and effective idea is not my original idea. It was thought up by Wu Xie when we went to Hunan to find Brother Fat last time..."

Thinking of the trip to Hunan, it was a journey where brother Qiling and I confirmed our love for each other. I didn't expect that it would turn out like this after less than a month.It can be seen that the word fate is not predestined, there are so many variables, and the speed is so fast that it is difficult to figure out.

Xiao Rong saw that I bowed my head in silence, with a serious expression on my face, knowing that I might recall the sad past again, so I couldn't help but put away the things in my hands, and pulled me up to the roof.The glazed tiles on the roof showed a black luster in the night, and we stepped on them carefully, making a "swish, shua, shua" sound.

"Hey, this tile is broken, will it fall?" Because I was a little afraid of heights, my feet trembled so badly, I asked Xiao Rong tremblingly.

He took my hand, smiled at me and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you, come here."

I was chilled by the autumn wind, I don't know what kind of medicine this guy sells in the gourd?After he sat me down, he patted his head annoyedly, then knelt down and said to me, "Sorry, I forgot to bring you a coat when I came up. I'll go down and get it for you. Stay here and don't move." !"

"Hey, you..." I thought to myself that this person is really inexplicable. He tricked people to come up at night, and without saying anything, he threw me on the roof alone.

"Zilin, don't be afraid, sometimes, don't just look down at your feet, occasionally look up at the sky!" Xiao Rong said to me with a smile.

"What?" I didn't understand what he meant for a moment, subconsciously raised my head and glanced at the dim sky, only to find out that the sky is full of stars tonight, and white dots are scattered all over the sky.

"It's so beautiful!" I sighed sincerely.

Xiao Rong patted my shoulder and got off the ladder on his own. After a while, he brought me a scarf and put it on my shoulders. Then he pulled out a small white porcelain bottle and handed it to me as if by magic.

"Hey, magnolia flower wine, this wine matches the night scene very well!" I took the bottle and smiled at him.

Xiao Rong looked at me with a smile, eyes full of love and affection, and whispered in my ear: "I think so too."

I pulled out the cork and impatiently took two sips. The fragrance of magnolia filled my mouth instantly, and the sweetness of the wine made me feel better!But I still couldn't help complaining: "It's a pity that there are less, why don't you just give me the last bottle?"

Xiao Rong rested her chin in her hand, shook her head and said to me: "Every time I see you drinking this, you will smile at me, I don't want to use up the opportunity so quickly."

"It's as if you don't smile at you usually." I glanced at him and retorted.

"It's different, I made this wine for you with my own hands, and it contains many... many...." Xiao Rong spoke very slowly, and he looked at the sky, a little lost in thought.

I put down the bottle, sighed and said: "I used to drink very poorly, and the wine quality was not good. Every time I got drunk, I relied on being pampered and tolerated, and started messing around. Slowly, my drinking capacity improved. , but the people around me are gone.” When I said this, a faint smile and loss appeared on my face, and scenes from my memories began to emerge in my mind.

Xiao Rong turned her head and looked at me silently for a long time before saying: "If you want, you can show me drunk too! I will pamper you, tolerate you, and mess around as you want."

I smiled bitterly, avoided Xiao Rong's gaze, looked at the sky again, and did not answer.

Xiao Rong stretched out his hand, touched the round bottom of the small porcelain bottle lightly with his fingertips, and said sadly: "Do you know why I made this magnolia flower wine for you?"

"Isn't it because I like the scent of flowers?" I replied lightly.

"Yes, not all. The few magnolias in the yard were planted by my mother. Like you, she likes the fragrance of these flowers very much."

I have never seen Xiao Rong's mother, and it was the first time I heard him mention it.Can't help but ask curiously: "Then where has she gone now?"

"Passed away and became seriously ill. I was very young at that time. My father lied to me that my mother had become a magnolia fairy. I believed it. Every year, as long as the magnolia flowers bloom, I will watch the flowering period for ten days , looking forward to seeing my mother again." Xiao Rong's face was full of sadness, it turned out that he also had such a sad childhood.

He seemed to be deep in memory, and continued: "So I have been thinking about a question since I was a child, why do people get sick? Why do they die?"

"Because people eat five grains, how can they not get sick? How can they transcend the cycle of life and death?"

Xiao Rong didn't express any opinion on my answer, and continued: "Later, my father also got sick and left, and the whole house was vacant, but during the days when the magnolia flowers bloom, I will still get used to coming back for a few days."

"So don't be attached to this taste!" I handed the porcelain bottle to Xiao Rong, intending to give him a few sips.

He waved his hand lightly and said with a smile, "I am attached to the person who likes this smell, not this smell."