[The Orphan's Love Affair with a Beauty's Rivalry] (Volume 2, Chapter 154)

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Chapter 154 Rakshasa War God

Wu Yue pondered, "Could this cave be one of the six major tomb chambers?"

Harina shook her head, "I don't know, let's look around."

Wu Yue suddenly remembered something and emphasized, "What I just said about Princess Murong and my eldest sister, you

must not mention to anyone, including your parents, especially your brother, understand? I can't let anyone know about

my relationship with them."

Harina nodded in agreement.

After nearly half an hour of exploration, the two had seen the entire cave. Only the largest cave

was filled with scattered bones; each of the other tomb chambers simply contained a coffin, and apart from the dust on the floor

, it was much cleaner.

Wu Yue thought to herself, in Xianbei burial customs, no matter how high-ranking the noble, they didn't have so many people buried with them.

What about the bones piled up in the hall?

He couldn't help but think of the ruthless slaughter and plunder of the nine tribes by the Liaodong Jurchens after quelling the Nine Tribes Rebellion.

Could all of this have been the work of Murong Gege's subordinates?

From his observations, the ancient tomb had a vertical shaft and chambers, and the burial objects included a face-covered outer coffin and a wooden outer coffin. The burial styles included single,

double, and multiple burials, as well as unique headless and headless burials—possibly a more primitive form of dismemberment burial.

Based on his historical knowledge from books, these were prominent characteristics of the early Xianbei people.

However, regarding the exit of the underground cave, which was of utmost concern to both of them, they couldn't find a single clue. Wuyue

pressed every suspicious spot on the stone walls and in the corners, but there was no reaction whatsoever!

He was greatly disappointed. After thinking for a moment, he said to Harina, "

The legend you mentioned about the 'Lightning Blue Lantern' is probably true. This ancient tomb likely belongs to a collective cemetery of Xianbei nobles."

"Whether it is or not, it doesn't seem to have much to do with our current situation..."

Harina said listlessly.

Carrying him was too much for her to bear; she staggered and her legs trembled as she walked, so she had to carry him back to the statue of the war

god . The two sat down to rest

, back to back against the base. At their feet were pottery, goldware, bronzeware, ironware, bone artifacts, beads, Wuzhu coins, birch bark

lids, leather and silk fabrics, and fragments of lacquerware—items that Harina had collected and piled up here.

Comparing them with the records and illustrations in the ancient books Wuyue had read, he identified camel-patterned gold plaques,

horse-patterned gold plaques, deer-patterned gold plaques, and openwork plaques. These shamanic artifacts were unique to the Xianbei people,

further confirming his thoughts.

Remembering that Murong Ziyan had some Xianbei blood flowing through her veins, he thought, "If I give these things to her, she will

surely be very happy."

One of the objects, a dark, disc-shaped object, caught his attention. It was about the size of a palm, small but extremely heavy

. He didn't know what material it was made of, but it was covered with shamanic images and crooked, intricate characters. Neither

he nor Harina could decipher the script; perhaps it was some kind of primitive incantation.

Besides these there were also intricate cloud patterns, seemingly symbolizing the sacred shamanic gods residing in the heavens.

Of course, these alone wouldn't have been enough to pique his interest. There were five

grooves along the edge of the black disc, just large enough to fit in one hand. On the bottom edge, there were three evenly distributed raised ridges, each about the size of a finger,

with a spiral groove about two-tenths of an inch wide and deep in the center. He inserted his little finger into the central starting point and rotated it three times

until it reached the edge.

This object, originally held in the mouth of a deity in a shrine, resembled a tongue.

When Harina was carrying him to inspect the cave, she accidentally stumbled and bumped heavily into the deity, causing the disc to

fall . Based on his limited knowledge of Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination) and hidden mechanisms, he deduced that the sturdy

disc was likely a key to a secret door.

He wondered curiously if it might be a key to unlock a treasure.

However, after searching every chamber in the underground cavern and carefully examining every coffin, he

couldn't find anything that matched the protrusions and grooves on the bottom of the disc. "

Treasures should be found by those with the right fate," he thought, "I'll see what fate brings." He tucked the disc into his pocket.

After catching her breath, Harina suddenly remembered something. She knelt before the base of the female war goddess statue,

cleaned the inscriptions, examined them for a while, and then exclaimed happily, "Wuyue, I recognized another word! Translated into Central Plains,

it means 'Rakshasa'!"

She pointed it out to him as she spoke. Just now, Wuyue complained that she couldn't read, and she had been bothered by it. The inscriptions kept flashing through

her mind . Suddenly, she remembered that one year, when the tribal priest was worshipping the shaman gods, the "Flying Rakshasa War God"

looked somewhat similar to this statue. Moreover, the word in the middle of the tablet was very similar to the one in the first line of the inscription. She

carefully , comparing it with her memory, and finally confirmed it.

She continued her analysis with great pride: "If I remember correctly, this statue is the Flying

Rakshasa , and these inscriptions should record her miracles!"

Wuyue didn't want to spoil her fun, so he leaned over for a glance and pretended to say, "Hmm~ very likely."

However, he was still preoccupied with how to escape. His stomach was rumbling, and his mouth was dry. He really didn't want

to talk much. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If we really have no other choice, we'll just have to try the secret door we fell down through and

see if there's anything there." "Could it be opened?"

Harina said with a worried expression, "The secret door is so high, and there are no walls to lean against. How can we get up there?"

Wuyue said, "Take a torch and see if there are any

places on the reliefs on the dome near the secret door where a rope can be used to lasso it."

She dragged her hungry and tired body into the hall and looked around. She came back excitedly and said, "You're so clever! It seems

there really is one. I'll carry you over and let you try."

It was the head of a relief, smaller than a real person. Even with Harina's precise lasso-throwing skills, it

took her seven or eight throws to lasso it.

Wuyue handed her the black disc and told her to climb up and try. She pressed every corner around the secret door

, but there was no response, and she couldn't find any place that matched the texture of the disc. After resting for a while, she was unwilling to give up and

climbed up again to try. She repeated this five or six times, but still to no avail.

Seeing that she was soaked in sweat, Wuyue could only sigh dejectedly, "It seems that this is indeed a place that can only be entered, not closed."

"The secret exit... forget it, don't try it. Let's go back to the statue 　　and rest. Let me think of another way." For some reason, he

felt much more at ease leaning against the statue of the female war goddess. Perhaps it was because the statue

looked 　　so 　　much like his eldest sister?

********** ... Sometimes, not quite satisfied, he would force himself on her after beating her, regardless of her consent. Gradually, not only him, but also Shuzhen, found this sadistic release of desire even more stimulating. 　　Of course, the woman who soothed his increasingly restless lust was primarily another woman, his de facto wet nurse, Aunt Zhang. He knew Aunt Zhang loved him deeply, perhaps even more than his mother. 　　His feelings for Aunt Zhang were much more complex—like a mother, like a mistress, and not even his fiancée . There was some love, but lust was the dominant factor. Whether due to the lack of a formal status or something else, she didn't seem to care much about it , at least not as much as Shuzhen. However, having been widowed for many years, he clearly felt she needed a man, especially a boy like him, just entering puberty, full of energy, and fearless in bed, to repeatedly fill her extremely empty, horny vagina. 　　Just how much did Aunt Zhang need? Every time they met, she would make numerous suggestive gestures , inviting him into her room and into her body, biting and sucking him with all her might, making him offer up his precious virgin semen time and time again. 　　He was puzzled; in his memory, Aunt Zhang had been widowed for seven or eight years. If she was so thirsty, why hadn't she sought other men ? He wasn't the only handsome eleven or twelve-year-old boy in the Hengshan Sect; two of her disciples were also there. As the Right Protector, who held a high position, her two disciples would be happy to sleep with her if she so desired. 　　When they played together, one of the disciples, Xiao Jian, had secretly told him that he often peeked at his master while she bathed, praising her voluptuous figure, her large, white breasts, and her abundant pubic hair, drooling as he spoke. He had asked Xiao Jian why, since he liked his master so much, he didn't confess his feelings. 　　Xiao Jian said he had confessed to his master, but she had scolded him severely, ignored him for several days, and given him no kind looks. From then on, he dared not mention it again. Moreover, it seemed that his master later found out about his peeping while bathing, and from then on, he was much more careful when bathing, so he never found another opportunity. 　　Xiao Jin was puzzled. If Aunt Zhang needed him so much, why wouldn't she accept Xiao Jian? He had asked her about it, and she said she only loved 　　him and had no interest in other men. He still didn't quite understand. He also only loved one woman, and regardless of whether he could have her, he didn't mind sleeping with other women. Besides, he felt great doing it with different women 　　, so why insist on one person? Her explanation was that women are different from men. If given a choice, a woman would only want to sleep with the man she loves, unless it was for livelihood or under immense pressure, leaving no other option. However, regardless, 　　he felt much more relaxed with Aunt Zhang. He didn't have those perverted urges her 　　　, and the experience was good. Gradually, they spent more nights together than he did with Shu Zhen.

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