If it weren't for his well-dressed clothes and sven face, this breath would definitely be a symbol of that group of tomb robbers.

"Let me introduce you, this is my teacher, the authority of our archaeological community in Ji Province, Professor Monalo. Professor, this is my friend, his name is Ma Chengfeng, huh...... He also has a lot of insights into archaeology. Cheng Feng? Chu Tianyue said with a smile.

"Huh...... Opinions dare not be, interest ...... Interest! Ma Chengfeng was a little embarrassed, he could only be regarded as half a tomb robber at most, when did he become an archaeologist.

"Oh, it's Tianyue's friend, presumably he must also be majoring in archaeology at a prestigious school, right?" Professor Monalo is a nerd, he didn't know that Chu Tianyue was burying him, but he believed it.

"Professor, don't ask...... I...... It's really not from a prestigious school, but as Sister Chu said, I have also participated in several expeditions during this period of time, and I have also experienced some unbelievable things, but I have seen some ancient tombs...... No, no, no, it is a precious national treasure. Ma Chengfeng was extremely embarrassed.

"Really? Well, boy, tell me what you've seen. You can also see me, I am a nerd, I have studied the culture of the ancient Hu people all my life, and I am most interested in these strange news. Professor Monalo took the water cup and pushed Ma Chengfeng into his box and sat down, and did not forget to pour a glass of water for Ma Chengfeng, which was really polite.

What Ma Chengfeng has seen and heard in the past year is a strange story, so many expeditions are vivid, which time is not licking blood on the tip of the knife! Take out a random paragraph and tell them these nerds, I'm afraid it will open their eyes.

"Kunlun ......" Ma Chengfeng was about to talk about the Nine Demon Immortal Mansion as he spoke, but unexpectedly, Chu Tianyue coughed lightly.

"Kunlun Mountain? Ouch, did you go on an expedition to the Kunlun Snow Mountains at a young age? Kunlun Mountain is the head of the dragon vein in Kyushu! Professor Monalo looked excited.

"Ah, I'm mistaken, Professor, yes, I really don't understand something, I want to find a teacher in the academic world to help me analyze it. Now that I happened to run into you, I'll talk about it. Ma Chengfeng told Professor Monalo about the Xiangu Temple in the Xing'an Mountains and the rumors of the Xianbei Kingdom related to the Xiangu Temple.

After listening, Professor Monalo did not speak for a long time.

"Professor? Professor? You ......" Chu Tianyue pushed him.

"Professor, is it really that amazing? Is there really a yellow skin in the world? The other two students also asked the teacher.

"We can't advocate those pseudo-scientific legends. However, there are indeed many things in the world that science cannot explain yet, and I think that in the future, we archaeologists will gradually solve them one by one. I have also heard what Cheng Feng said, so let's talk about the legendary Xiangu Temple first. ”

Although Professor Monalo has never been to Xing'anling to see the legendary Xiangu Temple, he often participates in archaeological research between Inner Mongolia and the three eastern provinces, and has obtained corresponding information from the excavated ancient tombs of the Hu people. He said that ten years ago, he participated in an archaeological excavation in Heihe City, which unearthed the ancient tomb of a nobleman from the Xianbei Kingdom a thousand years ago, but although the ancient tomb was well preserved, the body of the tomb owner had all decomposed, and the epitaph was too vague to determine the identity of the tomb owner.

At that time, many pottery vessels used by the Xianbei people were unearthed, and several of them were carved with yellow skin patterns, which all archaeologists were puzzled by at first. Later, he flipped through many official histories and wild histories, and found that at that time, the shamanism believed by the Xianbei people had many illusions about the flat-haired beast of the yellow skin.

Some Xianbei people will assume that Huangpizi is a god from above and photographs the messengers of the mortal world. So much so that when many shamans danced the gods, they would imitate the voice and posture of the yellow skin.

"I remember that the image carved on the pottery must be very similar to the Xiangu Temple you mentioned. I agreed with several experts that it should be a witch god created by the Xianbei people, and there could be no such ancestral temple in reality. But what you say today seems to be of great value if it is true. When I go back, I can make a report to the upper authorities and try to organize experts from all walks of life to go to Xing'anling. "Professor Monalo's eyes light up whenever he hears information about archaeology.

Ma Chengfeng smiled bitterly and said, do you organize experts to go? I'm afraid you experts won't be able to reach the secret realm of Xing'anling!

Why? There are a group of old beards in the Black Dragon Tun to stop it, even if the emperor Lao Tzu comes, don't think about the past, although the Black Dragon Tun has killed a lot of people this time, but there are also two or three hundred people left.

Professor Monalo took out a small notebook, his small notebook recorded many strange symbols of Qixi Festival, he opened the middle page and pointed to Ma Chengfeng and said, "Look, is the totem symbol you saw in the Xiangu Temple this?" ”

Ma Chengfeng took the notebook and stared at the symbol on it, yes, it's it! Same!

"It seems that I guessed correctly, maybe the Xianbei people are afraid and respectful of the yellow skin of their faith. When I excavated the ancient tomb of the Xianbei nobles a few years ago, I found a small coffin in the position of the golden well directly above the main burial chamber. I think, according to the customs of our Northeast people, maybe the Xianbei people in the past, many families will worship the yellow skin as a family immortal, and what they worship should be living creatures, but this thing has a strange temperament, and people are about to die, for fear that it will harm the family, so they will also bury the living yellow skin with themselves, and seal it with ancient spells. Professor Monalo made his bold guess.

"Cheng Feng, you can write down the professor's words, he is an authority in this regard, even in the whole country, Professor Monaro is the only one who studies the ancient Hu culture in our northeast. If you have any questions about this, you can discuss them with him privately. Chu Tianyue said.

I didn't dare to talk in detail in the car, some things are not visible after all. After a while, the train arrived in Kuanchengzi, and everyone got off the train to temporarily separate. Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman were about to rush to the bus in Shuangyang Luling.

At this time, seeing an old-fashioned Santana car driving straight in front of them and braking suddenly, Ma Chengfeng's eyes were sharp, and he pressed Chang Xiaoman to the ground, rolling a few heels to dodge. But the man was probably just trying to scare them, and stopped at a distance from them.

"Are you crazy? Haven't you already gone back? Go back and don't come back! You're in the crosshairs now! "It's his grandfather, the ghost hand thief, Ma Lao Er, who is in the car.

(End of chapter)