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Chapter 21 The Qilian Mountains and the Ancient Kingdom of Shanhuan

Regarding this question, I also asked my second uncle, but he couldn't give me an answer, but we discussed it and felt that the key issue was the action Ma Jun participated in that year.

As I was talking, I suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps outside the door. I gave my eyes to my second uncle, and I immediately closed my mouth knowingly.

We hid on both sides of the window, but did not turn off the lights in the house. When I heard the footsteps, I first arrived at the door of the main hall. After a while, I walked towards the window on the east house.

I saw a portrait of the Ma Jun on the table, which was prepared when the Ma Jun was cremated during the day. I reached out and took it into my hand, and then stood the photo outside onto the glass of the window.

I hid on the side of the window, listened to the footsteps and stopped. I looked slightly and found a black head slowly approaching from under the windowsill. But as soon as he looked into the room, he immediately saw the face of Ma Jun sticking to the window. He screamed immediately, and rolled and crawled to the ground.

As soon as I heard the sound, I immediately realized that the person coming was Lanxiao. Uncle and I smiled and hurried out. Lanxiao outside was sitting on the ground at this time, panting at the photo on the glass. I guess he had already seen the problem at this moment.

I stepped forward and helped him up. Looking at Lanxiao's embarrassed look, I couldn't help but laugh, "I'll go, you, why are you here?"

Yuanxiao looked at my second uncle and I, who were smiling, and didn't dare to do anything to me, but glared at me fiercely, "Laugh, just laugh so hard!" Yuanxiao said and patted the soil on her body, "I got up in the middle of the night to pee and found that you were missing. As a result, when I went to my second uncle's house, I found that the second uncle's bed was also empty, so I knew something was wrong, so I came to look for it."

I nodded, "You are quite smart!"

"Get out!" Yuanxiao was startled by me and was still angry. He looked at me and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Let's go," Uncle Second waved his hand, "Let's go into the house and say!"

As soon as he walked into the house, Yuanxiao saw the photo of Ma Jun standing on the window glass. He immediately became angry and didn't even hit him. He took the photo off with one step forward. He wanted to tear it down. I was about to step forward to stop it, but fortunately he immediately understood that this was a portrait of Ma Jun after all, and out of respect for the deceased, the photo could not be damaged.

Yuanxiao threw the photo on the table with a angrily voice, "Zhuoran, you kid are sick, right? Do you want to scare me into Ma Jun's appearance!"

I patted him, "Okay, okay, I don't know if you are here. Misunderstanding, don't be angry, can I be wrong?"

"I won't bother you because of my second uncle!!" Yuanxiao sighed heavily, looked around at the situation in the house, and finally turned his eyes to the urn. He looked at me and the second uncle strangely, "What are you two doing here?"

I pointed to the urn on the table and said, "You open it yourself and take a look."

Lantern Festival is indeed much more courageous than me, and I didn’t consider any taboos. I went forward and opened the lid of the urn. After a look, I turned my head and looked at us in surprise, "Where did you get the ashes?"

I glanced at him, then re-covered the lid of the urn. Yuanxiao still looked at me with a strange face, "What? Is this magic?"

"Your Madam!" I said, "Just like you see, Ma Jun's ashes are gone!"

"Absent?" Yuanxiao still had a confused expression, "Who stole it? Who would stole this?"

Uncle Er said, "This is either stolen or he disappeared." Next, Yuanxiao showed a wonderful expression, and her mouth was so long that it could stuff a boiled egg.

Then, I roughly retelled the conversation between me and my second uncle about the Ma Jun to Lanxiao. Yuanxiao was stunned for a while before muttering, "Didn't Ma Jun say crazy?"

The second uncle shook his head, "It shouldn't be. Judging from the emotions and performance of Ma Jun at that time, it should be more credible."

"But," Yuanxiao frowned, "What's going on?" Yuanxiao said, and his expression slowly solidified on his face. He said, "I didn't expect that this incident was related to the cause of my father's death."

I nodded, "It's not just your father, but Uncle Kong has also had a similar situation. I think this has something to do with their experience back then."

Yuanxiao said: "But Uncle Kong has never been to the ancient country of Shanhuan. So the problem lies in the Qilian Mountains?"

"You can't say that," I shook my head, "Dawuti's wife just went to the ancient country of Shanhuan by accident, but the same situation happened. I think there are problems in both places, but I just don't know if there is any connection between these two places."

"Yes!" Yuanxiao nodded and breathed lightly, "What kind of secrets are hidden in these two places?"

Uncle II didn't say anything. When I saw that he seemed to be in a daze, I patted him and asked softly: "Uncle II, what are you thinking?"

"Ah," Uncle Second came to his senses, "I'm thinking about what you just said."

I asked my second uncle, "Then what did you think of?"

The second uncle looked at the photo on Ma Jun's urn and said, "I'm wondering what Ma Jun did before seeing that terrifying scene?"

I said, "So you didn't tell me..."

Uncle Second waved his hand and interrupted me, "It seems not that simple now, there must be some hidden information behind this."

Uncle Er's words made us feel a little silent. Suddenly I remembered some of the things that Kong Xue told me, which was about the strange and terrifying experience that Uncle Kong encountered when he returned to Qilian Mountains as a consultant twenty years ago. I think this may be a key to solving the mystery.

So, I told them about this matter to Yuanxiao and Uncle Er. After listening to my story, their expressions were the same as when I heard it, and their faces were full of shock and disbelief. Then I told them my guesses and inferences at that time. Uncle Erxiao and Uncle Yuanxiao also nodded frequently to express their agreement.

Yuanxiao patted my shoulder, "Yes, it's a pity that you don't have the brain to fight!"

The second uncle was more interested in this location, "Where was the camp where this happened back then?"

"In Qilian Mountains, near Shulenan Mountain, it is not too far from Tuanjie Peak." I recalled it roughly with my memories, "But, Second Uncle, it's useless to find it. When we came out, Tang Handong wanted to come, but no matter what instruments he used, he couldn't find it."

Uncle Er nodded and did not say anything.

We were silent for a while with our own thoughts. Yuanxiao looked at the watch and yawned, "Okay, let's not waste time here. We have all understood the matter. We will make a long-term plan for the future. Now it's almost dawn, so let's go back."

The second uncle nodded, so the three of us quietly returned to Brother Dacheng's house.

The next morning, before I woke up, my second uncle anxiously woke me up. I complained sleepyly: "What are you doing this early in the morning with my second uncle? I slept too late last night, I'll sleep for a while!"

"Sleep!" Uncle Er slapped me, and then said softly in my ear: "I just asked my uncle, saying that when the Ma Jun was buried, the ashes would be taken out of the urn and wrapped in a red cloth into a coffin!"
Chapter completed!
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