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Han Changsheng pointed to the things in Balsi's hands, "Just this piece of armor and this knife in the hands of the two uncles, nothing else."

Gu Li Nazha was surprised.

"So little"

Han Changsheng: "That's... so few."

Zhang Yimou looked back at the armor and Ying Dao, shook his head and said, "The number of relics of the ancestors of the Ying family is about the same as I guessed."

Han Changsheng said in surprise: "Master, you thought that there were not many funerary objects in this tomb."

Zhang Yimou nodded and said: "During the Yuan Dynasty, the funeral ceremony of the Mongolian people was a wild burial, and basically there were no tombs left.

Even if there are, most of them are clothes tombs.

And even if they are princes and nobles, there will not be too many things in the funeral objects."

After saying that, Zhang Yimou pointed to Shan Qiyu, "Old Dan also knows that there must be few things in this tomb, why is his face so ugly?"

Han Changsheng said ambiguously: "I guess I couldn't study the armor and silver knife right away, so I'm a bit regretful."

He also doesn't know how important the quarter map of Genghis Khan's tomb can be, so he still doesn't want to talk nonsense.

As for whether Shan Lao is willing to say it or not, that's up to him.

When Han Changsheng was talking to Nazha, Shan Qiyu took a photo of the silver armor, silver sheath, and precious sword, and made an agreement with Baer Si to form a team for the next study, and then came here with a sigh.

On the other side, Balth and Barter packed up the relics of their ancestors properly, and let the members of the Ying clan go down one by one to worship.

Then, they began to move the tombstones, apparently to relocate the tombs of the Ying clan's ancestors back to the current residence of the Ying clan.

Chapter 627

The Ying clan is busy, and Han Changsheng is also busy here.

Zhang Yimou wanted to taste the taste of grassland white mushrooms, so he ran to the grassland not far away with a plastic bag.

He laughs from time to time, and picks white mushrooms the size of ping-pong balls.

Naturally, Han Changsheng and Gu Li Nazha would not stand idly by, and also helped with picking.

This is not because the two respect the old and love the young, but because Zhang Yimou's car has noodles, rice, ham, luncheon meat and other ingredients.

The two of them do a little favor, not only can they have a free and hearty lunch, but they can also take away some noodles for dinner.

In a short while, a simple and delicious lunch will be ready.

In addition to the ham, winter bamboo shoots and mushroom soup, there are also fried luncheon meat, scrambled eggs, and a pot of fragrant rice.

"Uncle Balth, come over and have some food together!"

Han Changsheng greeted him, but Balth and the others thanked him for his kindness, and were still busy with the work of the ancestor's tomb.

The most important thing for the British clan at present is to move the ancestral tombs to their residences.

As for lunch, fried noodles are just water, and some beef jerky can be solved...

After Zhang Yimou drank the mushroom soup, his expression became bright immediately, "Hey! The taste of fresh white mushrooms is completely different from that of dried white mushrooms! It's so tender and delicious, it's so appetizing!"

Han Changsheng said with a smile: "If you like eating so much, you'd better go to Hulunbei Prairie, where the taste of white mushrooms is the most authentic.

In addition, don’t stew the soup, just use the cheese from the prairie to fry the white mushrooms, just add a little salt, and the taste will be delicious.”

"Hey! After you say that, I really want to fly to the Hulunbei Prairie right away!"

Zhang Yimou took another sip of the mushroom soup. Seeing that Qiyu Shan was absent-minded while eating, he waved his hand speechlessly, "I said, Old Dan, eating is delicious. Didn't Brother Balth agree to let you study the relics of their ancestors?" You don't need to be too impatient."

Shan Qiyu shook his head, "That's not what I was thinking about."

"what is that"

"...It's about the four great guards of gold, silver, copper and iron, this thing..."

Shan Qiyu thought about it, and then told Xin Mi what he knew.

This information is not absolutely confidential. The reason why there is no news is because I don't know the authenticity of the Four Pall Guards.

In order to prevent being laughed at by outsiders, those... people who knew it naturally did not spread it to the outside world.

But now that I have seen the tomb of the silver-knife guards, it is no problem to talk to a limited number of people.

After Zhang Yimou heard this, he suddenly said to Shan Qiyu in a low voice: "You mean, there are three more tombs like this?"

Shan Qiyu nodded, then frowned, "Based on the information I know, this should be the case, but the Mongolian people's burial method has always been buried deep in the ground. God knows when the other three tombs will be found. The key is that we don't know yet. After finding the tomb, is there a map fragment of Genghis Khan's tomb in it?"

Zhang Yiyi pointed to Han Changsheng who was eating and drinking a lot, and said with a smile: "How easy this matter is for you, you can just find Changsheng little friend."

Shan Qiyu was taken aback, then turned to Han Changsheng, "Look for Mr. Han"

Zhang Yimou laughed and said: "Think about it, Changsheng boy just wandered around outside and found the tomb of the silver knife guard. Let him go around more, maybe he will find the other three. Pallguard's tomb."

When Shan Qiyu heard the words, he suddenly realized, and the way he looked at Han Changsheng was different.

There are several records about the four great pallard guards, but no one has been able to find them.

Now that the silver knife guard suddenly appeared in Han Changsheng's hands, it was a predestined person.

Han Changsheng rolled his eyes, confused: "Don't look at me like that, I'm purely a blind cat meeting a dead mouse this time."