Treasure hunt with my sister

He saw this picture, and there was still content about mountains, rivers and rivers. It was the scene of Genghis Khan's conquest of Xixia.

Then I drew some horses. It is estimated that according to the book, Genghis Khan fell and died of injuries while hunting horses.

Jian Yumei knew that it was a record in the beautified history books of the Yuan Dynasty, with the purpose of covering up the truth of Genghis Khan's death.

Generally, history was revised by the imperial court in the time when the history books were compiled. Jian Yumei knew that, so there were so many eternal mysteries that could not be solved.

Sometimes the truth is there, but the emperor of that dynasty was unwilling to tell everyone the truth, so countless mysteries have been left behind for thousands of years.

The real cause of death of Genghis Khan is a mystery.

Jian Yumei continued to look at it, and there was still a lot of content on that mural.

It continued to draw two yurts, a lady crying there, Jian Yumei thought, could this refer to the crying wife that Genghis Khan took with him after his death?

It seemed so at the time, Jian Yumei thought.

In this mural, Torre is also painted, he is carrying the coffin for his father, and there are monks chanting scriptures.

Jian Yumei knew that this was due to fate, life and death are ruthless, and no one can change it.

It's just that Jian Yumei knows that this mural is not a real record of reality at any time, this mural is only added later.

They painted murals according to the beautified scene of Genghis Khan's death.

But there is still some authenticity, Jian Yumei thought.

Since this mural is not a real first-hand record, it may not be true that Ordos is the real habitat of Genghis Khan, Jian Yumei thought.

Jian Yumei also saw a mural depicting eight of the most distinguished people at that time. There was a noble and fat man in a traditional Mongolian dress sitting in the middle with a square corrugated man. Jian Yumei knew that it was Genghis Khan.There were three other women beside him, one of them was Borte in a formal dress and a Gunu crown, and the other two were his two assistant wives.There were four young men beside them.Those four men were the four sons born to his wife Borte.The eight of them are currently on the white table, accepting everyone's greetings.

Jian Yumei nodded. He knew that these murals were painted by the Mongol descendants to express their respect for Genghis Khan.

Seeing these murals, Jian Yumei felt rewarded, and he saw a more real Genghis Khan.

Not far from here, there is another ruins, do you want to see it? "Nalan said.

"What kind of ruins!" Jian Yumei asked.

"It should be an ancient well with nearly a hundred mouths. It is said that it was left by Genghis Khan at that time!" Nalan said.

"Go, have a look!" Jian Yumei said to everyone.

They walked over.

Jian Yumei saw that those wells were very deep and ancient, but there were no traces of tools such as knives and axes on the walls of the wells, which was really strange.

The wellhead is surrounded by stones more than one meter high to prevent sediment from entering the silt well.

"There is a legend among the local people that it was summer and Genghis Khan's army was short of water. Genghis Khan took more than 100 hunting dogs in the grassland to search. When they found this water source, the [-] hunting dogs immediately came out with their mouths. These one hundred and eight wells, and the wealth behind these wells, have been silted up, and only these eighty-odd wells are left!" Uncle Nalan said.

Jian Yumei looked at these wells, nodded and said: "The one hundred and eight deep wells drilled by the dog are myths and legends, but this should be the place where Genghis Khan stationed troops. There is no problem. Such a large army must need so many wells." well!"

It was almost dusk at this moment, looking at the vast scene, Jian Yumei felt that everything seemed to be going into the wind and frost of history.

Finally fell into the deep night.

They ate and camped here that night.

When the bonfire was lit, they cooked and ate the dry food they brought, which was some shredded mutton soup, and they ate some flatbread.

The fire is very warm, in such a season.

They ate and chatted happily, all kinds of anecdotes and strange things.

Then they removed the improvised tent from the horse.

Lin Li had a tent, Uncle Nalan had a tent, Chi Heng, Dan Yunbi liked to huddle together and talk, they shared a tent, and Jian Yumei had a tent alone.

Jian Yumei couldn't sleep that night, and the relics of Genghis Khan still shocked him a little.

Because a lot of information flashed through his brain.

Especially the Suluding spear, which made his brain constantly churn through the information of the war.

Those bloody past events, those days of conquest, are so long, yet so short.

Jian Yumei seemed to be out of breath under the pressure.

He stood up and went outside.

The moonlight is like water, shining on the ancient camp of Genghis Khan tonight.

When Jian Yumei walked out of the tent, he was suddenly stunned.

In front of them were densely packed tents.

Many soldiers walked up and down not far from him.

They are all soldiers of Genghis Khan on night patrol, and I saw them walking here and there along the camp of the army, holding weapons.

Some soldiers were still fetching water in those lands with more than a hundred wells, presumably for the food and water of tomorrow's army, and they had to fight non-stop, after all, there were so many people.

Jian Yumei saw a tall tent in the middle of the camp, which probably belonged to Genghis Khan.

Jian Yumei doesn't want to go there at the moment, because he knows these are some illusions.

He knew that he did not travel to the era of Genghis Khan, but he saw the scene of that day.

Jian Yumei didn't know if senior sister and the others could see it, but she had to protect them here.

At this time, he heard footsteps behind him.

The sound of footsteps was broken, and Jian Yumei knew it was Lin Li.

When the footsteps were getting closer and she was right beside her, Jian Yumei turned around and smiled at Lin Li.

Lin Li also laughed, she was used to sudden attacks like Jian Yumei's.

"Senior Sister!" Jian Yumei shouted.

"You haven't slept yet, I just got up when I heard your footsteps!" Lin Li said.

"Well, by the way, Senior Sister, look at what is in front of you!" Jian Yumei asked.

"The woods, the grasslands, the night sky, and those wells!" Lin Li said.

"You didn't see those tents and those Mongolian soldiers!" Jian Yumei said.

"No, you have seen it, your eyes can see the past, you have practiced for so long, and I have not practiced that!" Lin Li said.

"Hey, don't look at those, just look at me, and see if I'm beautiful!" Lin Li said to Jian Yumei.

Jian Yumei watched Lin Li puff up her chest, deliberately made her expression look like a beauty.

Jian Yumei wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare.

He kept nodding his head, pretending to be admiring.

But Lin Li bowed her head shyly there.

Jian Yumei knew what she wanted to do, so he walked over gently.