Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

Helpless.

Chen Zhao could only inquire while walking.

I hadn't met a single family for several days, but I got lucky yesterday.

It's getting dark.

I thought I was going to spend the night in the wilderness again.

Unexpectedly, he met a Mongolian man who was looking for lost sheep.

Called Batu.

Thirty years old.

Broad and strong.

After Chen Zhao helped him find the sheep, Batu warmly invited him back as a guest.

He also said that he had not seen any Han brothers from Zhongyuan for many years.

At his home, Chen Zhao ate after entering the grassland.

It can be said to be the most sumptuous dinner.

A whole roasted lamb.

Before it's even cooked, the aroma spreads throughout the yurt.

By the time he leaves this morning.

Batu sent him several miles along the way.

I sent a lot of dry food and kumiss.

He also pointed out the direction.

"You can't be wrong. More than 30 miles further north is the Karen Left Banner. It shouldn't be far from there."

Compare the maps.

Chen Zhao finally confirmed.

Without hesitation, he put away the map and gently shook the reins in his hands.

Dahei underneath him reacted immediately.

Two horses, one black and one white, galloped on the grassland like lightning.

Although they are Qiannan horses.

But it is extremely adaptable to the North.

Even more than Chen Zhao, he likes this endless wilderness.

To them, everything is green.

It's just a little difficult to find water.

but.

This is not difficult for Chen Zhao.

With the sixteen hexagrams of the whole sky, it is easy for him to find water vapor in the wasteland.

Otherwise he is alone.

Breaking into the northern land outside the pass.

I have long lost my way.

I have to say that the sixteen hexagrams in the sky, looking at the stars from above and examining the earth's veins from below, are really amazing.

More than 30 miles.

It would be difficult to run in Pingshan for a whole day.

After all, the mountain road is rugged.

But here, with the foot power of two dragon colts, they arrived in less than an hour.

This is because I rested along the way.

far.

Chen Zhao saw a cluster of villages and towns.

This was almost the first time he encountered a brick house after joining the Xing'an League.

I didn’t know until I rode in.

This place is called Donghe Town.

There are Han Chinese, Mongolians and even many Russians in the town.

It is considered a relatively important town nearby.

It was hard to find a place to eat and stay.

Of course Chen Zhao would not miss it.

Found a restaurant.

After asking the waiter to feed the brush horse, he sat down and ordered a table of food.

This place is because of its geographical location.

The dishes also incorporate styles from all over the world.

However, how can Chen Zhao be picky? He has eaten enough dry food during this period.

It’s hard to have warm love.

Immediately started to feast.

Wait till you are full.

Seeing that it was still early, Chen Zhao didn't rest, turned around and left the restaurant, strolling towards the market.

My ears were filled with all kinds of hawking and noise.

to him.

This is definitely a long-awaited excitement.

I was sad to hear someone say that walking alone in the wilderness is similar to going out to sea.

To endure a loneliness that ordinary people cannot even imagine.

He thought it was too exaggerated at the time.

Now I finally understand.

The market was crowded and there were street stalls along the way.

He originally planned to buy a local map, but what Chen Zhao didn't expect was that he even saw a lot of artifacts on the street stalls.

The quality is still very fresh.

One look at it showed that it had just been dug out not long ago.

At most, it’s only three to five days.

But when he took a look, he saw that the styles were quite different and the things were old, mostly from the Yuan and Qing dynasties, and occasionally he could see antiquities from the Liao dynasty.

Unfortunately, the value is not high.

Nothing to catch the eye.

Seeing him shaking his head and turning around to leave, the stall owner seemed a little surprised.

"You don't even like the native goods here?"

He speaks Chinese.

But it's a bit stiff.

"Anything else?"

After hearing the deep meaning in his words, Chen Zhao also asked casually.

"What about this, let's see how it looks like?"

The man first took a serious look at Chen Zhao, as if he was confirming something.

After a while.

Then he opened the suitcase on the ground and solemnly took out an item.

Wrap it in layers of felt.

Wait for him to open it.

A strange bronze vessel suddenly appeared in front of Chen Zhao.

Very strange looking.

If ordinary people took one look at it, they would probably throw it away.

But Chen Zhao's expression instantly became extremely strange.

This bronze...

It was almost identical to the ones he had seen in the wooden box in the Pingshan Scripture Cave before.

However, this one seems to have words cast on it.

"Can you take a look?"

"Of course, you can pass it by, but if something is damaged, you have to pay for it."

"no problem."

Chen Zhao took it and put it in his hand.

The bronze was cold to the touch, with a biting chill in it.

But he ignored it.