Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 105: Subvert history! Change history! The power of the Last Wish Company!

The words fell.

Everyone present immediately looked at Zheng Jian.

The person buried in the coffin is the owner of the Sword King Temple?

As soon as this idea came out from Zheng Jian's mouth, the spirits of everyone present were immediately shaken.

It seems that it is indeed more reasonable to say this.

at this time.

Ma Heng stepped forward and looked at these statues carefully: "But the clothes these people are wearing seem to be Tang Dynasty costumes, except for the three swordsmen who are worshiping..."

Um?

When Zheng Jian heard this, his expression changed with shock: "Tang Dynasty costumes? What on earth is going on? How could it be the Tang Dynasty..."

He didn't look carefully at the costumes of these statues at first.

But now after Ma Heng reminded him, he immediately discovered this surprising thing.

The people who came to attend the funeral were all dressed in Tang Dynasty costumes. Does that mean that this funeral also took place in the Tang Dynasty?

If this is the case, then according to his guess...

The owner of this Sword King Temple is from the Tang Dynasty?

But in the Tang Dynasty...who could be called the King of Swords? Who could bear such a title?

Even if he searched through all the history of the Tang Dynasty in his mind, he would not be able to find any clues, and it would be impossible to find corresponding historical records.

Because, in the history of the Tang Dynasty, there was no such person!

"Old Zheng! There is a stone tablet there! It seems to have recorded something on it." Ma Heng pointed to the back that was blocked by these statues and shouted loudly.

Zheng Jian was excited and quickly looked in the direction pointed by Ma Heng's finger.

Soon I saw the stone tablet that Ma Heng was talking about.

Zheng Jian's eyes lit up, he took a step forward, and walked towards the stone tablet with Ma Heng.

When they came to the stone tablet and saw that it was not too big, but it contained dense regular script text, Zheng Jian and Ma Heng looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"This stone tablet should record the people enshrined in the Sword King Temple..." Ma Heng swallowed, his tone full of expectation.

Ever since they came down from the pit, found the statue, and discovered the Sword King Temple.

It was as if they had walked into a fog and could never find the exit.

And now, they finally found a stone tablet with some records on it.

At this moment, Ma Heng was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. He only wanted to decipher the contents of this stone tablet as soon as possible and unravel all the secrets of this mysterious Sword King Temple. .

"I hope this stone tablet... can give us the answers we want!" Zheng Jian took a deep breath, with expectation and anxiety in his eyes.

If this stone tablet can't give them the answer, then they may still need to spend a long time and countless manpower on the secret of the owner of the Sword King Temple and the person who worships it.

Only with material resources can it be solved.

At this time, a group of archaeological team members also followed the two of them and came here.

At this moment, everyone was staring at the stele with great anticipation, waiting for the two leading professors to decipher the secret of the stele.

"Without further delay, let's start as soon as possible." Zheng Jian took a deep breath and said.

After saying that, I picked up the flashlight, shined the text on the stone tablet, and started to translate it word by word in my mind.

And Ma Heng was not idle either. He recorded all the words in his notebook for a complete record.

The whole process took more than two hours.

First, it is because the light inside is slightly dim and it is difficult to see clearly.

The second is that this stone tablet has a long history. Although the weathering is not that serious, many of the fonts are still slightly corroded, and there is dust on the surface. It needs to be carefully cleaned and translated at the same time.

However, in two hours, they only cracked most of the stone tablet. The remaining parts will take longer to clean up and translate.

After temporarily deciphering part of the records on the stone tablet, Ma Heng recorded them in his notebook.

Zheng Jian and Ma Heng patiently looked at the records in their notebooks.

The expressions on their faces were sometimes astonishment, sometimes confusion, sometimes surprise, and sometimes surprise.

After reading all the records, both of them looked shocked, their pupils were filled with horror, and their hearts were filled with shock.

"On October 8, the first year of Baoying, Li Taibai passed away in Dangtu. Taibai's son Boqin, clan uncle Li Yangbing, friends Du Fu, Wang Changling, Guo Ziyi, Han Zhun and others came to pay their respects.

"At the funeral, the old man Yangqiu Sword God Li Chungang came to pay homage, and he shouted to come and pay homage to Li Jianxian."

"Situ Zhong, the swordsman in blue, the wine and swordsman, came to pay homage, and he came to pay homage to Ji Jian by letter...

"Qingyun Sect Sword Immortal Wan Jianyi, Yu Jianfei came to worship, and he came to worship Li Jianxian..."

"Later, Qingyun Sect Sword Immortal Wan Jianyi took out the Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword from the wooden box, placed it on Li Taibai's coffin, and said "the object has returned to its original owner"..."

On the stone tablet, all the parts deciphered by the two people came from Ma Heng's mouth.

Suddenly.

The expressions of the archaeological team members present were all changed.

"Li Taibai...the person enshrined in the Sword King Temple...is Li Taibai? That statue...is it also Li Taibai?" Zheng Jian exclaimed, his tone full of disapproval. Believe it or not, his pupils were trembling like an earthquake.

When the archaeological team members heard the news, their reaction was even greater than that of Zheng Jian. They were all dumbfounded and their mouths were so wide that they could have stuffed an apple into their mouths.

"Li Taibai...Sword Immortal? How is that possible! Isn't he a Poet Immortal?"

"That is to say... Ah, Li Taibai is obviously a poet... He has never been very good at swordsmanship..."

"But what about the Sword God Li Chungang, the Wine Sword Immortal Situ Zhong, the Qingyun Sect Sword Immortal Wan Jianyi... You can tell from their names that they should be the top swordsmen at that time... These people came to worship Li Bai, also called Li Bai Li Jian...

"Isn't this just saying... Li Bai is the real swordsman..."

"But this...but this doesn't make sense? What about Li Chungang and Jiujianxian? It's okay, but what about Wan Jianyi...Yu Jian is flying here...how is this?" It’s possible! How can there be such a thing as flying with a sword!”

"And the Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword... a magical weapon that only exists in myths and legends, how could it be Li Bai's sword..."

The archaeological team members were extremely surprised in their hearts. They really could not understand what was recorded on the stone tablet.

After all, these things are too outrageous [and too beyond their understanding.

Li Bai was not a poet, but a swordsman.

This is something that reverses their perception.

The fact that Xuanyuan Xia Yu's sword is Li Bai's sword is even more outrageous. It simply suppresses their knowledge underground and hits them repeatedly!

"Old Zheng... Do you think this record... can be true?" Ma Heng frowned, his tone revealing seriousness.

Hearing this, Zheng Jian came back to his senses and looked at Ma Heng's eyes: "If Li Bai is really a top swordsman...and he is also called the Sword Immortal...this The Sword King Temple was also built for Li Bai... Just this bit of news is enough to subvert the entire archaeological world and historical thinking! The history of the Tang Dynasty... will change from this moment on... ..."

Ma Heng nodded heavily: "Yes, if this is really the case...but there are no such records in the history we know..."

Zheng Jian thought the same way.

As archaeologists and historians, they cannot determine the authenticity of something based on their personal judgment.

…Please give me flowers…

A large amount of historical data and a large amount of evidence are needed to support the things they discovered to prove their findings.

This is the correct process.

But now, based on a stone tablet, they cannot prove that Li Taibai is really a swordsman, and that the Xuanyuan Xia Yu sword is Li Bai's sword.

"Okay, don't think about this now, hurry up and decipher the remaining contents of the stone tablet!" Ma Heng took a breath and returned his gaze to the stone tablet.

Hearing this, Zheng Jian also took a deep breath and set his eyes on the stone tablet.

In the blink of an eye, I don’t know how much time passed.

With the efforts of Zheng Jian, Ma Heng, and a group of archaeological team members, all the remaining contents of the stele have been cleared out.

At this moment, everyone was excited and looking forward to it, but also a little nervous.

After all, the deciphered content on this stone tablet completely overturned all their understanding, and changed their understanding of the history of the Tang Dynasty and the life of Li Bai.

As for what the next content on the stone tablet is like, and what kind of events are recorded, no one knows, and they are all very curious and looking forward to it.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Heng lay on the stone tablet and used a flashlight to follow the records on the stone tablet bit by bit, while he deciphered them word by word.

"In the second year of Shangyuan, Li Taibai was at Dangtu's home and noticed that there was a crack opening between the human world and the demon realm at the border gate in the north of Saibei. This crack was caused by ancient times and was later sealed by the Yellow Emperor. However, in Shangyuan The seal was loosened in two years..."

"Taibai still knows that if he is stopped and ignored, the human world will be massacred by the demon clan in the demon domain. At that time, all life in the human world will be devastated, and the human race will become slaves of the demon clan forever.

"In order to save the common people in the world and prevent the world from being devastated, Li Taibai took the Xuanyuan Xia Yu sword, a sword that has been inherited from ancient times and has withstood the destiny of the human race for thousands of years, and joined forces with the Qingyun Sect sword immortal Wan Jianyi to go to the Demon Realm to see what happened. .”

"As soon as Li Taibai and Na Wanjian passed through the crack and entered the demon realm, they realized that the demon king had made preparations thousands of years ago. For thousands of years, he had kept a low profile and gathered millions of demon soldiers. When he saw that the seal was loose, he summoned millions of demon soldiers. The demon soldiers are ready to invade the human world and turn it into a human purgatory!"

"That day, a bloody storm broke out in the Demon Realm. Taibai held the Xuanyuan Sword, and Wan Jianyi held the Dragon Slaying Sword, and wiped out most of the demon soldiers in the Demon Realm."

"But after all, there are only two people, Taibai and Wan Jianyi, but there are millions of demon soldiers. Even if the two of them have superb swordsmanship and superb swordsmanship, they can't compete with millions of demon soldiers."

"At this time, after Taibai and Wan Jianyi destroyed most of the demon soldiers, the demon king descended in front of them.

"To protect Wan Jianyi, Taibai pushed Wan Jianyi out of the crack and allowed him to return to the world.

"And Taibai alone, fighting the demon king, battles hundreds of thousands, millions of demon soldiers in the demon domain..."

"Later, Taibai used Qinglian Sword Song... The foundation was damaged, and the old wounds that had not healed recurred..."

"Hereby, a young-looking immortal dressed in black robes sung the praises to rectify Taibai's name!"

As Ma Heng tells.

The expressions of everyone present changed one after another.

Until Ma Heng translated all the records on the stone tablet and told them,

Everyone present was silent.

The scene was deathly silent, deathly silent.

Their expressions were almost stiff, their eyes seemed dull, and the huge waves in their hearts subsided at this moment.

This story.

The impact on them was too great, and it overturned their previous understanding...

"This...isn't possible...how in this world...is there such a place as the Demon Realm, and this mysterious young immortal in black robe..." Zheng Jian was at a loss, and he said begging a little awkwardly. .