Chapter 469: Burial Objects of Nanzhao
Chapter 469: Burial Objects of Nanzhao
Lin Panpan stared at the heavily guarded building complex in front of her. She never expected that Gu Mobai would build a military base in this desolate wilderness.
Gu Mobai put his hands in his pockets, squinted his eyes and looked at her with a smile:
"In fact, we have been preparing for this for a long time. When I was a special forces soldier, I led more than a hundred brothers.
But in the end, those who came back alive could be counted on ten fingers.
Since taking on the human trafficking mission, the brothers in the team have disappeared one after another like prey.
Although every action is kept strictly confidential, the enemy always sets traps in advance.
We searched the entire camp, checked call records and inventory, but we couldn't find the traitor.
Until the last round of the encirclement and suppression, I held the bloodied Old Zhou in my arms, and heard him shouting "There's a problem..." before he died.
Gu Mobai looked at the soldiers patrolling the base, his eyes becoming firm:
"From then on, I started collecting clues, building up my network of contacts and finding places bit by bit.
Now this base is not only a hiding place, but also my base for pursuing the truth."
Lin Panpan asked, "Have you found any clues?"
Gu Mobai leaned against the battle table and poked his finger heavily on the map of the Northeast region:
"Do you know why I came to Northeast China? Master Tang San is just the tip of the iceberg.
Boss Ye, that old fox, has as much blood on his hands as the human traffickers.
The Fu family is currently the most suspected, but the network behind it is probably more complicated than we imagined."
Lin Panpan paused, gripping the thermos cup. "How many of the brothers who survived back then are still out there? Have you investigated for any clues about the insider?"
Gu Mobai grabbed a tactical pen and wrote seven names on the whiteboard, then crossed out two:
"Of the seven survivors, two returned to their hometown to farm, and the remaining four settled in Bianjing.
I checked their call records, bank statements, and even their entire family history, but I couldn't find any clues."
The tip of the pen repeatedly punctured the character "Fu": "But every time the operation is leaked, it always seems like someone is watching us."
"Then we'll dig a little at a time." Lin Panpan pushed the hot tea over, and the steam blurred the markings on the map. "So our next target is Boss Ye?"
Gu Mobai flipped through the love report in his hand:
"The brothers who went to investigate the Nanzhao Kingdom's treasure have news; the treasures are already being shipped here.
Let's take action tonight and intercept these treasures to see what good things are inside.
Boss Ye must have brought a lot of people with him this time."
Lin Panpan loaded the bullet into the magazine, nodded, and said, "Okay, let's go meet them tonight."
After it got completely dark, a group of people wearing camouflage uniforms set off in a modified off-road vehicle.
The car bumped along the way and finally stopped at a pier.
Gu Mobai observed his surroundings through the telescope and said in a low voice, "Intelligence says they will take this waterway tonight. Let's wait here."
After waiting for nearly an hour, lights finally appeared on the water in the distance. A large ship slowly approached, its hull deep in the water, obviously carrying a heavy load.
Gu Mobai clenched his fists:
"That's it! This treasure is quite significant.
But Boss Ye will definitely not let it go easily. He has hired a lot of desperate people to escort it, so you have to be careful when you act later."
As soon as the boat stopped, Lin Panpan raised the tranquilizer gun and pulled the trigger, then threw all the incense in her arms onto the boat.
After a while, everyone on the deck collapsed to the ground.
She and Gu Mobai rushed up with their team members. Before they reached the hatch, they suddenly heard shouting from inside.
Gu Mobai pulled out his pistol in an instant, and just as he pushed open the door, a bullet whizzed past his ear.
The firepower of the people on the opposite side was really strong, and the bullets hit the iron plate with a crackling sound, sparks flying.
Fortunately, Gu Mobai and his men moved faster, taking cover and rushing forward while firing.
Several people coordinated to throw flash bombs, and while the other party could not open their eyes, they managed to cut a path through the hail of bullets.
The cabin was filled with wooden boxes. When the oilcloth was lifted, the secrets of the Nanzhao Kingdom came to light.
A bronze statue with a human face and a snake body is coiled in the center, with the snake's tail wrapped around a broken stone staff. The human face's eyes are embedded with shells, but the pupils are hollowed out, as if destroyed by some ritual.
There are seven or eight pottery figurines scattered around, with their hands raised high as if supporting something.
The bronze tripod on the wooden frame is engraved with fang totems. There are dark red marks left inside the tripod, and you can smell a faint fishy odor when you get close.
Dozens of pottery jars were piled up into a small hill, half of which were broken, revealing the colorful paintings on the inner walls. A wizard wearing a feather crown was riding a giant python, and below him knelt rows of slaves with their hearts gouged out.
Lin Panpan stared at the bronze statue in the center, her voice unconsciously tense: "This is a statue with a human face and a snake body, used for sacrifices in the Nanzhao Kingdom."
Gu Mobai shone his flashlight into the sunken eye sockets of the human face: "What's so special about this thing?"
"Nanzhao was an ancient kingdom in Yunnan during the Tang Dynasty, and it relied on witchcraft to rule the country."
Lin Panpan pointed at the chains wrapped around the statue:
“They worship the snake god the most and believe that snakes can communicate between heaven and earth.
When faced with natural disasters or man-made disasters, wizards would tie sacrifices to such statues and use human blood for sacrifices.
Look at the groove on the base, it's obviously used to hold blood."
Gu Mobai tapped his tactical pen against the stone staff with the snake's tail coiled around it: "Where are these talismans?"
"It's a seal. The Nanzhao people believed that if a sacrifice went awry, an evil spirit would possess the statue.
"But the statue's eyes have been gouged out. The elders say that only when the sacrifice fails and the evil spirit breaks free will it destroy the statue's eyes," Lin Panpan said softly.
"So do we want these things?"
Lin Panpan waved her hands and said, "We don't want these things. They are too unlucky. Even if they are antiques, we can't take them. Let's just take some gold, silver and jewelry."
Going further in, there were boxes piled up like a mountain in the deep of the cabin. When they were opened, they were all filled with golden and shiny things.
The most eye-catching are several small Buddha statues made of pure gold, the size of a palm. Although they are covered with a layer of dust, they will immediately shine with golden light after being wiped.
Next to them were silver bowls and plates, all engraved with dense patterns, some even inlaid with turquoise and red agate. It was obvious that they were not for ordinary people to use.
The wooden box was filled with jade artifacts, including jade bi disks carved with dragon patterns and jade pendants shaped like small animals. They felt cool and smooth to the touch.
There were also some bronze wine jugs and incense burners with strange patterns cast on them, like dancing people or running beasts.
There was a pile of silk in the corner. Although it was a little yellow, you could still see that it was embroidered with delicate flowers and birds, and it felt soft to the touch.
Lin Panpan picked up a necklace casually. The beads on it were red and green, and there was a small golden Buddha hanging in the middle.
"These are all things used by the Nanzhao royal family. Back then, the Nanzhao Kingdom accumulated a lot of wealth by doing business with the Tang Dynasty and Tubo.
These burial objects were probably used for the burial of a king or nobleman."
She put the necklace back into the box: "Any one you take out is a valuable treasure."
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