Chapter 819 Curse of the Pharaoh

Wang Chu put his attention on Meng Tian.

Except for Bai Qi Wang Jian before Qin Shihuang and Wang Ben after that, Meng Tian is the most famous general around Qin Shihuang.

According to historical records, Qin Shihuang died of illness during his tour, and Zhao Gao and Li Si jointly fabricated a false edict ordering Fusu and Meng Tian to commit suicide. Fusu committed suicide without distinguishing between truth and falsehood. Meng Tian was unwilling to commit suicide and asked to appeal to Hu Hai. Zhao Gao sent envoys to imprison him. After Meng Tian was imprisoned, Zhao Gao wanted to release him, but he was worried that his brother Meng Tian would come back and he would not be able to monopolize power in front of Hu Hai, so he framed Meng Tian’s younger brother Meng Yi in front of Qin Shihuang for speaking ill of Hu Hai, and finally Hu Hai believed him Zhao Gao's slander killed Meng Yi, and then sent someone to kill Meng Tian. Meng Tian asked the envoy again to give him a chance to appeal, but the envoy did not agree, so Meng Tian had to commit suicide by taking poison with hatred.

If it was in the past, Wang Zhu had no objection to this history book, but thinking about it now, Meng Tian's wisdom and bravery, peerless martial arts, and suicide by swallowing poison are indeed doubtful.

It is very possible that Meng Tian who swallowed poison and committed suicide was not the real Meng Tian, ​​but Emperor Shihuang had arranged for Meng Tian to be buried with him long ago. Then, he made someone act as a substitute. The substitute wanted to appeal to Hu Hai to explain the truth in order to survive. This is the only way to swallow poison, otherwise, with Meng Tian's invincible courage, the possibility of committing suicide by swallowing poison is very low.

Wang Zhu sorted out some famous generals of the Great Qin Empire one by one. He found that many famous generals at that time disappeared after the death of the first emperor, and they were never seen again in the war between Xiang Yuyu and Liu Bang.

Obviously, this did not conform to the social environment at that time.

Wang Zhu believed that the appeal of any famous general under Qin Shihuang would be much stronger than that of Xiang Yu and Liu Bang.

Chinese history has also repeatedly proved that when the current situation was turbulent, the heroes who came out in large numbers were actually those in power. Some all-powerful figures seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and were completely excluded from the competition.

While sorting out one by one, Wang Zhu noticed Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was a resounding general at the end of the Qin Dynasty. He fought with other anti-Qin armies, defeated the Chu army, and killed the leader of the Chu army, Xiang Liang; he surrounded the Zhao army in Julu; He was defeated again and surrendered to Xiang Yu; after Xiang Yu entered the customs, he named Zhang Han the King of Yong, one of the Three Qins, monitored Liu Bang, and was defeated by Liu Bang and committed suicide.

According to historical records, Zhang Han was born as a civil servant. Think about it, the generals who were born as civil servants with Zhang Han once defeated the Chu army and killed important historical figures such as Xiang Liang. Suddenly disappeared without a trace?

Could it be,

Did Emperor Shi Huang really bury them with them?

Of course, Wang Zhu believes that the so-called "buried with him" is just a way of saying that Qin Shihuang's real purpose is to bring back those generals who have experienced bloody storms with him...

...

"Dididididididi..." Suddenly, a phone ringing woke Wang Zhu up, and he saw that it was Shi Xiaobao's phone number.

"Wang stupid, come here, something has happened!" Shi Xiaobao yelled on the phone.

"What happened?"

Wang Zhu was taken aback. You know, beside Shi Xiaobao, there are Huoju Taoist priests and Chinese werewolves who have reached the Jindan stage, as well as Xu Xianxian, who is at the prince level. What a big deal.

"I am cursed."

"Curse?" Wang Zhu was taken aback.

"Come quickly, we are at XX Foreign Language School in Imperial City, I will send the address to your mobile phone." Shi Xiaobao hung up the phone in a hurry.

Wang Zhu didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly greeted Ding Zhihui.

"Leave now?" Ding Zhihui thought that Wang Zhu would leave after moving, but he did not expect that Wang Zhu would leave now.

"One of my friends had an accident, I have to go there." Wang Zhu wiped the sweat from Ding Zhizhi's forehead.

"Are you still here?" Ding Zhihui glanced at the moving company employees who were coming in and out, and pulled Wang Chu into the kitchen.

"...I don't know, I have to catch a plane too." Wang Zhu originally wanted to say that he didn't have time, but seeing Ding Zhizhi's expectant eyes, he changed his tone again. Under the obsession, Wang Chu even forgot his boarding time. Of course, to Wang Zhu, it doesn't matter if he goes to Xi'an one day sooner or later. The resurrection of the First Emperor is definitely not as short as a moment.

"They have already booked the air tickets for the afternoon, and they left after moving. I was at home alone at night..." Ding Zhizhi's voice was so soft that he couldn't hear him, his face blushed, and he didn't dare to look up and meet Wang Zhu's eyes.

"I'll try to come over."

Seeing Ding Zhizhi's shy look, Wang Zhu was fascinated for a while, locked the kitchen door with his backhand, embraced Ding Zhizhi's slender waist with one hand, and kneaded her bumpy body wantonly with the other. .

"Don't, don't..."

"I want it." The flames in Wang Zhu's eyes were burning fiercely.

"No, I'm sweating a lot, and they'll call me." Although Ding Zhizhi was a little confused, his attitude was firm.

"Ah... that's fine."

Hearing Ding Zhizhi say that someone would shout, Wang Zhu's galloping blood suddenly cooled down, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"I'll wait for you tonight."

Seeing Wang Zhu's frustrated expression, Ding Zhizhi giggled while arranging the messy clothes.

"Yeah, I'll come at night, leave the window for me." Wang Zhu said with a chuckle.

"Why keep the windows?" Ding Zhizhi looked at Wang Zhu in surprise.

"Ah...cough cough cough...get used to it..."

"I'm used to you big-headed ghost. I'm single, so I don't have to sneak around like you." Ding Zhizhi poked Wang Zhu's forehead fiercely, and smiled.

"Ahem..."

Wang Chu was embarrassed.

"Let's go, I'll talk to them. By the way, will brother Qin go with you?"

"It's not safe here yet. Let him stay here and take them to the airport. I will arrange someone to pick them up in City C."

"OK then."

Wang Zhu put his arms around Ding Zhihui and frivolously frivolously, and then left in a hurry, leaving the red-faced Ding Zhihui on the kitchen facade for a long time and dared not go out...

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Wang Zhu hurriedly rushed to the School of Foreign Languages, used his mobile phone to navigate, and soon found Shi Xiaobao who was waiting for him under an office building.

"You look good!" Wang Chu found that although Shi Xiaobao was a little panicked, his red face didn't look like he was cursed.

"Hurry up, things are troublesome, grandma's, the treasure map is not a treasure map at all, it's a curse, I rely on his grandma's Arabian prince, deliberately cheating the treasure!" Shi Xiaobao said angrily.

"It's not a treasure map..."

"Let's go up and talk about it. I won't be able to tell for a while." Shi Xiaobao led the way in front, climbing the stairs in three steps and two steps, very eager.

Soon, the two arrived in an office full of bookcases.

In the office, Wen Jing was talking softly with a refined old man.

"Wen Jing, what's going on?" Wang Zhu asked.

"Hey... why are you here?" Wen Jing was taken aback.

"Shi Xiaobao said he was under a curse and asked me to come over."

"Ahem...that's okay..."

"Hey, Wen Tuhao, your mother's business is none of your business. I got this sheepskin map, so you don't have to worry about it. I'm worried..." Shi Xiaobao cursed while pointing at Wen Jing's nose.

"Brother Bao, please don't quarrel, can you let me figure out what's going on?" Wang Zhu is now confused.

"I say……"

"No, you're so startled, you're going to make some kind of mess if you don't have anything to do." Wang Zhu immediately interrupted Shi Xiaobao, but he knew Shi Xiaobao's embellished narrative style.

"Okay, let me say..."

Wen Jing spoke very slowly, but very organized, and quickly explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

After the three of them decided to show the sheepskin treasure map to an Arabic expert today, Shi Xiaobao urged Wen Jing to find someone early in the morning when Wang Zhu rushed to Ding Lao's villa. A professor specializing in Arabic helped with the translation.

Through the professor's translation, I learned that the sheepskin treasure map is indeed a treasure map, but because of the long time, the text on it is not very clear, and the specific address on the treasure map cannot be determined at present.

However, during the process of translating, Shi Xiaobao heard a passage: whoever disturbs the Pharaoh's sleep, the god of death will spread its wings and descend on his head.

Archaeologists found several cursing inscriptions of Tutankhamun in Tutankhamun's tomb, one of which read: "Whoever disturbs the Pharaoh's sleep, the god of death will spread his wings and descend on his head." There is another It reads: "Anyone who enters this tomb with an impure heart, I will strangle his neck like a bird." When the door of the tomb of the youngest Pharaoh was opened, mystery followed, Many people died in a row.

Although Shi Xiaobao is ignorant, he is particularly interested in tomb robbery, and it just so happens that he bought a lot of books and studies on Egyptian pyramids, imagining that one day he can go to Egypt and make a fortune.

Shi Xiaobao firmly believed in the pharaoh's curse, so when he learned that the sheepskin treasure map had Tutankhamun's curse inscription on it, his whole mental state began to be on the verge of collapse. No matter how He Wenjing explained it, he just didn't believe it, and always said that he was already being watched by the god of death, and his life was not long.

"Brother, you seem to have gone to junior high school. Your educational level is a few ranks higher than mine. You can be regarded as a talented young man with culture and knowledge. How can you believe in these superstitions..."

"Wang Zhu, do you want to watch me die?!" Shi Xiaobao glared at Wang Zhu.

"..." Wang Zhu couldn't say a word.

"The professor just said that as early as 1963, Izetin Tayi, a professor of medicine at Cairo University, published an article saying that according to the physical examinations he did for many archaeologists, these people all had a virus that could cause respiratory inflammation. He thinks that the people who entered the pharaoh's tomb were infected with this virus and died of pneumonia..." Wen Jing had a look of resentment.

"I don't read much, don't lie to me. I returned to Baidu just now. In 1983, the French female doctor Philippe put forward another opinion. She believed that the deadly virus was not a virus but a mold. Food, decayed and deteriorated over time, various mutated molds were produced due to chemical changes... You guys are talking about it, but which one is correct?"

"..." Wang Zhu Wenjing and the Arabic professor looked at each other.

"I can't answer that, right! In other words, so far, there is no definite evidence to prove that the death of those people was caused by a virus or a mutated mold. Then, that is to say, the curse of the Pharaoh has not been completely eliminated. overthrow!"

"I'm speechless to refute." Wang Zhu smiled wryly.

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