I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

The mural is quite gruesome, with blood red covering most of it. It depicts the Dongxia people being trampled by Mongol cavalry, large-scale massacres, and the burning of their houses and men.

The next scene is obscured by a large rock, possibly indicating a continuation of the massacre.

“Wasn’t the Eastern Xia destroyed by the Mongols a long time ago? I’ve read the records; they only existed for a little over seventy years and were constantly at war. If the Heavenly Palace on the Clouds was built by them, how could such a small country build such a large mausoleum under those circumstances?” Wu Xie asked.

Ling Xiao didn't want to listen anymore, but he wanted to see who would bring out the snake-browed bronze fish to fill the hole left by Chen Pi Asi. Right now, only Cheng Yu could do it.

Sure enough, Cheng Yu shook his head and said, "The history you found is incomplete. Most of it is pieced together from incomplete ancient books. I also pieced it together for many years based on my grandmother's information."

"Then how can you be sure that your grandmother's information is correct?" the fat man asked.

“Actually, I have this.” As he spoke, Cheng Yu took out a necklace that was hidden inside his clothes and worn around his neck.

When Wu Xie saw the object, he trembled slightly. It was the snake-browed bronze fish that Cheng Yu always wore!

“This bronze fish was left to me by my grandmother. It’s shaped like a dragon of a different species. I believe it was made by someone who knew the situation in Dongxia. There’s also a top-secret inscription on it. Look.” Cheng Yu took off the necklace. Hearing this, Ling Xiao said he had never been so speechless.

The plot is illogical, yet it seems quite logical. This time, the power of Heaven has grown considerably stronger. Even without Chen Pi Asi and his group, the absurd plot still manages to be made coherent...

Under the light of a flashlight, the gilded scales of the bronze fish with snake-like eyebrows reflected a golden light. The light was reflected onto the mural, and the tiny specks of light changed, transforming into characters.

“There are forty-seven Jurchen characters hidden in the scales of this fish,” Cheng Yu continued.

Wu Xie squeezed his pocket, where there was also a snake-browed bronze fish. He was surprised that such a technology existed. Why hadn't the idiom mentioned it before? Was the one in his hand also...? "What is written on it...?"

"I don't know. The history is too long and written records are scarce. It hasn't been deciphered yet. But I think the author of this bronze fish wanted to record some Eastern Xia history that he didn't want to be discovered."

In fact, the Dongxia regime has always existed. My grandmother also told me during her journey to find the dragon that before the Ming Dynasty was established, ginseng gatherers saw people dressed in strange clothes moving around near the snow-capped mountains. I think those must have been the remaining residents of Dongxia.

The words on the fish confirmed my idea: after its defeat, the Eastern Xia retreated to the border of Jilin and Korea, remaining hidden for hundreds of years. It had a total of fourteen emperors. The Mongols and Goguryeo were never able to completely destroy the country, but for some strange reason, they all failed. Cheng Yu replied.

"They all failed?" Wu Xie stared incredulously at the words reflected on the wall.

"What's the reason?" Pan Zi asked.

Cheng Yu glanced at Pan Zi with a slight choking sound, and Zhuang Zhuang interjected, "He said he didn't know!"

Pan Zi glared, then choked back his words. Cheng Yu continued, "Do you know what the last phrase of the Jurchen script is?"

"What is it?" Wu Xie asked.

"It is said that none of the Wan Nu Kings throughout history were human." This statement was not made by Cheng Yu, but by Ling Xiao.

"Sir, do you know something?" Cheng Yu grasped the snake-browed bronze fish. The master clearly couldn't see the writing, yet he knew what was written on the snake-browed bronze fish. Perhaps the master had already deciphered all the writing on it.