"One day if I became like you, I would have committed suicide long ago." Of course, this is what I said in my heart and it is impossible to say it.

The night wind blows in through the window, making people feel a little cold.

After wiping his back, he put on his clothes and moved the candles on the table with his hands.

The flames of the candle twitched in his right eye. After a few minutes of looking at it, he said, "How many years are it now?"

"This year is 2005," I said.

"In 2005...that means, 39 years have passed..."

"You said you are doing research? Are you studying Xixia?" he asked.

Nodded and said yes.

He suddenly laughed, and coughed twice violently.

"Study...what are you studying?"

He said, "Study the whereabouts of the Dangxiang people after the fall of the Western Xia Dynasty, and study where Emperor Li Xian of the late Xia Dynasty finally fled."

After hearing this, the other party lowered his head and was silent for a long time, and suddenly looked up and said, "You have come to the right place, and this is the terminal station for all the secrets."

He suddenly became confused and said excitedly:

"My name is Ma Junliang! They are all dead! They are all dead! I am the only one left!"

"I can't die! I can't commit suicide! Because we are all cursed by the Xixia people! The curse from the souls of the Dangxiang tribe! The curse from the July Climb!"

"Do you know July Climbing?"

He widened his eyes and shouted: "I know! I know that person turned into ashes!"

"It was him who cursed our research team back then! He cursed us with ulcers on our faces with ulcers and suffering day and night! We can never commit suicide!"

"Do you think I'm crazy? I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense? Do you don't believe it?"

He looked solemn and shook his head: "I believe what you said, but please tell us more about what you know, which will be very helpful to us."

The man stared at his head and grinned: "At that time, only three people in China could understand Xixia literature. We are one of the first students to study Xixia studies. We searched all the historical materials and came to conclusions based on a large number of inferences. Finally, we came to Muya, hoping to solve the historical mystery."

“We did it!”

"We solved the mystery of history!"

"Here, there was a country called Xiwu Erguo. Hundreds of remnants of Xiang people gathered here. Li Xian also established his own palace here and called himself the King of Xiwu!"

"This is evidence! This is iron evidence!"

He suddenly took out a rusty round iron coin from his arms. The surface of the coin was cleaned, but since it was an iron coin, it was still difficult to identify, so he could only recognize that the Xixia coin had four characters.

"Did you see it?"

"This is the ironclad evidence we found!"

His hand trembled at the Xixia text on the iron coins, and read from left to right, word by word and said: "Xi, Wu, Bao, Qian..."

"Can you get started?" asked.

The man hesitated for a few seconds and handed over it.

He took his head carefully, looked at the candle for a few seconds before saying solemnly: "What an amazing thing..."

"Yunfeng, this is indeed ironclad. Once this thing is spread, the history books read by three generations in China may have to be rewritten..."

I took a breath and looked at my head and respectfully returned the iron money to the other party.

At this moment, there seemed to be light in his eyes and he smiled and said, "We don't regret studying history and archaeology back then. We came to Muya, eat, live and explore together. Even if our research results are not accepted now, I believe that in one day, many young people will know our names."

He suddenly stood up suddenly, saluted with one hand, and shouted: "Everyone gets up! Call me!"

Then he immediately put his hands tightly on his torn pockets and said loudly: "Report to the teacher! Student Ma Junliang is here!"

"Where are the others? Why don't you agree? The teacher called it?"

"Oh, I forgot, you all died long ago, I'm the only one left."

He came to his senses, looked at his head and said, "I know more about July Climbing than you."

"There is something called Climbing God here in Kangding? Do you know?"

I immediately said, "I know! I saw the villagers performing a ceremony to ask for the gods to climb."

He turned his head to look at me, and said with a single finger: "Snakes in July run the fastest and most poisonous. Snakes like to lie in ambush and track. In order to eat their prey, they can lie in ambush for a long time."

"The God of Climbing is the God of Snake, so July crawling represents the God of Dangxiang."

"Dangxiang is a branch of the ancient Qiang, and you can also understand it as July Chui is the priest of the ancient Qiang snake god."

My brows frowned when I heard it.

He only heard his voice hoarse and continued, "I still remember that the teacher said that there are two types of curses in Gu Qiang, one is a curse from the spiritual, and the other is a curse from the physical. Among us is a curse on the physical, so I became what I am now."

Xiaoxuan quietly pulled me: "Yunfeng, I think this person may be mentally abnormal."

He hesitated for a moment, took out an iron box from his bag and handed it to the man. I knew the iron box contained a sheepskin picture.

He took out the pamper skin picture and opened it.

This man could obviously understand Xixia literature, and he read it for five minutes.

"So it's a substitute...where did you find this thing?"

He answered truthfully, "In the underground palace of Hei Shui City, there was a female mummy named Mizhiyin. At that time, this sheepskin picture was hidden in a small Ashoka tower."

I was a little surprised, and I was so frank about our old memories.

He asked him: "Mr. Ma, did you find the stone tower back then?"

The other party nodded first, then shook his head, saying that we saw the stone tower back then, but we couldn't get close to it.

"Why?" He looked a little puzzled.

"It's too long, I forgot, you guys go and find the answers yourself."

"I'll give you this iron coin, but I'll ask you one thing."

"Speaking."

"I can't commit suicide. Please, kill me and let me get rid of it sooner."

He spoke sincerely, and it seemed that he was not joking.

He looked at Brother Yu, and Brother Yu nodded and said, "No problem, I can let you leave without pain later."

"cough!"

He coughed heavily and smiled and said, "That's so thankful. I don't want you to become like I am not human or ghost. It's almost dawn. I'm reminding you something, listen."

"July Climbs, he is passing through a curse under a mirror."

"If you accidentally pick up a mirror, don't look in the mirror yourself, otherwise, today I will be your future."

"Curse? Mirror?"

My hair exploded instantly!

Damn it! I seemed to have picked up a mirror before! I looked in the mirror at night!

It was in Nanping! That mirror was picked up from the garbage dump!

My scalp is tingling, I hope I won’t!

I was about to ask him.

There was a loud bang suddenly!

Hot blood! Purple! It splashed my face!

The man fell to the ground with a thud, and his skull was lifted up!

My face was covered in blood and I turned around blankly.

Lao Fu was gasping for breath. He held the hunting rifle in both hands and said, "Didn't we agree to him just now? Help him...help him get rid of it earlier."

"What are you doing!"

"You're crazy!"

"Who told you to shoot!"

In desperation, I knelt directly on the ground and asked loudly: "Open your eyes! Wake up!"

"What does that mirror look like! Talk! Talk!"

After bleeding all over the ground, the man was dead.

His eyes were wide open and he stared at me straight.

It seems... I really want to tell me something.

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