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"THE LOST TOMB 2 - Explore With The Note"
"Episode 16"
My ancestor took the cloth out...
only after he was home.
It was full of words.
But my ancestor was illiterate.
After he grew up, he joined the military.
He fought many wars for years,
and gradually, he made some contribution.
He was promoted to an officer.
It was then that he heard,
the battle near his house...
started because the Grand Marshal...
sent an assassin to kill the young prince.
But the young prince's escort team...
was nothing ordinary.
It's a troop called the Mute Riders.
The Mute Riders?
Wait a minute. That name is really strange.
Mute,
means they can't speak.
So, the team...
is made up of mute individuals, be it the general or the soldiers.
Only a team like this...
can keep secrets.
As their job is to raid tombs.
Whenever they found a tomb,
they would not take the treasure first.
Instead, they'd mark its location,
and seal that place.
Then they'd return to dig it only when it was needed.
So, those were the locations of ancient tombs written on the cloth?
My goodness.
Then, won't your family tomb explode?
I mean,
your ancestor must have been rich then.
But my ancestor couldn't read!
By the time he was old,
his family ruling had declined.
When he died,
it was a real pity.
He was buried with the broken clothes he used to wear years ago.
After that,
my family had gone through many years of ups and downs.
During late Qing Dynasty,
my great-grandfather's era,
he was quite wealthy.
So, he became a landlord.
And then, it occurred to him to move the family tomb...
to a place with good feng shui,
so that the family's descendants can be lucky.
But in the process of moving,
they found that everything inside the tomb was broken,
except for this cloth that was still in perfectly kept.
What is it?
I heard something.
It's okay.
It's just the animals as we're in the mountains.
Forget it.
Go on with your story.
Okay.
So, my great-grandfather couldn't read the words...
no matter how hard he tried.
Therefore,
he brought the cloth to an antique merchant,
and found that the cloth was actually something extraordinary.
The words were written in Braille.
It's said that only a mute understands it.
The cloth happened to be the legendary Tombs Collection.
In it lies the locations of tombs.
Are these the tomb locations that you've found over the years?
Whenever I found a tomb,
I'd check the trap inside,
and seal it off again.
If His Majesty needs it, I'll go and excavate it again.
The ones marked with ink were already raided,
but the others aren't yet.
You mean,
take out all the burial objects in these tombs...
to exchange for money and food,
so that we can recruit our own soldiers to fight the Grand Marshal?
Everybody has different fate.
It should've been Li family who became wealthy.
Mr. Li, since you have such a precious thing,
you should've given us a bigger cut.
Things handed down by ancestors will come to an end one day.
Furthermore, this cloth is incomplete.
It only shows the locations of 24 tombs.
And we're already on our way to the last one.
But,
this should be the richest one among the 24 tombs.
Mr. Li,
is there anything about...
what's inside the tomb on the cloth?
It wasn't written in details.
But it stated that...
the treasure in this tomb...
are more than enough for ordinary people.
It's of the best quality!
Best treasures come with grave danger.
Therefore,
we can't let our guard down.
He's right.
Let's tail them.
We can have what we want even if we hide behind them.
Let's not look for that stupid altar!
Uncle Tai, what's wrong?
Looks like there are more than just animals in the mountains.
Er Mazi,
follow me.
It's the mountain patrol! Hurry!
Let's get out of here!
Hurry up.
Uncle Tai, let's go.
Let's go!
Come on.
Are we going after them?
Why?
It's so dark now.
If we go after them like this,
they'll notice us sooner or later.
Let's find a place to rest.
We'll follow their footsteps tomorrow morning.
I believe they won't go far,
as they also need rest.
Where is this?
What are you two doing here?
Sir, madam.
Can you tell us how far are we...
from here to the village up that mountain?
You mean, our village?
Yes.
Why did you come all the way to our run down village?
We're just passing by.
And we were entertained by a man there 2 years ago,
so we wanted to visit him.
But we forgot the way there as it's been 2 years.
You look so sneaky!
Who knows what you're up to?
I've seen many people like you!
You're either tomb raiders or hunters!
You're still not up to the standard to deceive me!
Hey, madam.
Sister,
this brother of mine is quite rude,
but he's not a bad guy.
You don't look nice either!
I know many toy boys who do bad things too!
Didn't your family teach you speaking manners?
Did you see us raiding tombs or hunting illegally?
Enough.
We're just asking for directions.
Yet you keep babbling.
How about this?
Speak politely,
and this hundred dollars is yours.
Don't be so greedy!
Enough.
Brothers,
my wife isn't so good with words.
Please don't mind her.
It's okay.
You're headed to our village, right?
Choose the left path ahead,
and you'll see a mound.
There's a waterfall.
Just go straight following the water.
That's the fastest route to climb over the mountain.
Sir,
don't lie to us, okay?
Why would I?
Brothers, it's late now.
You may not make it to our village tonight.
You'll have to spend a night on the mountain.
You're not familiar with this place,
and might go the wrong direction.
If you do,
you'd really get lost.
How about this?
We're collecting our pig feed at the front.
Please wait for us.
When I'm done,
we'll leave together tomorrow.
You'll be safe then.
But...
We've been here for 3 days,
and we're running out of food.
Let's just go with them.
We can also ask more details about the place to avoid getting lost.
Okay.
Sir,
we'll have to trouble you then.
No trouble at all.
Please lead the way.
Sure.
Let's go, dear.
Come on.
Sir, what's your name?
Brother,
I'm Da Shan.
How has the village been this couple of years?
It's still the same.
What a perfect shack.
There are even 2 rooms.
Did you build it yourself?
No.
All the villagers raised fund to build it.
Sometimes we can't make it back home late at night...
after we enter the mountain,
this is where we'll spend our night.
See,
all these bags...
are filled with rations.
Just in case.
Da Shan,
stop chit-chatting.
Get some early rest.
We have to wake up early tomorrow.
Got it.
You sleep first.
You too should go to bed early.
I'm going to sleep now.
Rest early.
The sound seemed to have came from here.
You're right.
It was from here.
Cigarette butts.
They're still hot.
What's that?
Pull it out!
I'll cut it off!
Don't!
It's a person.
Whoever's in there,
please let go.
Or I'll cut your hand off.
Who's there?
Who's inside this hole?
My son is being locked up inside.
He has mental illness.
Then you should take him to a doctor.
Even if he has mental illness, you can't lock him here!
You're his father,
how could you be so heartless!
He's my only son!
I can't bear to see him like this too!
But I have no choice.
He's too sick.
It's all my fault.
I didn't take good care of him.
He entered the jungle with his cousin.
Although we've been living in the mountain for generations,
there are many areas in 800-mile Qinchuan that one cannot set foot on.
Even an experienced hunter dares not wander around in these mountains.
However,
the 2 kids were too bold.
They said they were going hunting.
When we realized they had gone missing,
we looked for them immediately.
But we couldn't find them no matter how.
After over 10 days,
we thought they would never be able to return.
My wife almost became blind for crying too hard.
But who knew,
they came back out of a sudden.
It wasn't a prey that they brought back,
but a bronze twig instead.
A bronze twig?
Yes.
I assume that was bronze.
It was heavy,
and full of green rust.
They said they found a huge pit in the mountain,
and a big bronze tree was inside the pit.
Don't you think...
they were talking nonsense?
They even said that...
those twigs will make their dreams come true,
or help them gain longevity.
Even if I'm uneducated,
I know this is absurd!
But as if being cursed,
they wouldn't step away from that twig.
Gradually,
we thought there was something wrong with them.
The way they looked at others was creepy.
What's so special about that thing?
Why do you keep staring at it?
What will you get from that?
Don't you need to work?
I'm real.
What? You're fake.
I'm real!
I'm real.
I'm the real one!
Don't lie! You're dead!
Don't you think you can have it your way.
Don't dream about harming people when I'm here!
I didn't harm anyone!
He killed his cousin.
We paid his uncle 20 thousand dollars as compensation,
and tried very hard to persuade them...
that my son will take care of them when they're old,
and attend their funerals and mourn for them.
Then only they let him off.
As if things are not ridiculous enough,
he insisted that his cousin had died in the pit.
And that the person who came back with him was a fake one.
Well,
isn't this nonsense?
We watched him grew up.
Can't we tell if he's real?
Then,
he became even more insane,
saying that even me and his mom are fake,
as both of us were killed by a wolf when we were collecting mushrooms...
in the jungle.
It was probably because...
two bodies were found in the jungle those few days.
They were bitten off to almost nothing.
I shouldn't have let him see that.
It was too shocking for him.
That's why...
he became so hysteric that not even cows could stop him.
He stood by our bed holding an axe in the middle of the night.
It had us shaking in fear!
Then,
he even beat us.
So I thought, this can't go on.
I had to tie him up.
But his pitiful mom,
when she was feeding him rice,
he bit her at her neck.
Her blood could've filled half a basin, and she almost...
I had no other options.
The villagers were all against him.
Who wasn't afraid that he might kill someone?
I can only lock him up here.
And bring him food...
once in a while.
He's my only son.
He's my only son!
Fake.
Everything's fake.
Everything's fake.
Everything's fake.
Then,
what about the bronze twig?
My son wanted to stay with it no matter what.
So, I buried it inside the hole.
That bronze twig is useless to you.
How about this?
Sell it to us.
No way.
That thing is cursed.
It'll bring misfortune!
It's okay.
We're experts in ethnic studies.
We're really interested in that.
We're not afraid.
No way!
My son has gone crazy,
do both of you want to go crazy too?
Fake.
Everything's fake.
Everything's fake.
Everything's fake.
Everything's fake.
Everything's fake.
Do you think he's telling the truth?
Fake, everything's fake.
I think so.
When someone suddenly goes nuts,
the whole village must know it.
If he was lying to us,
-we would know once we ask. -Everything's fake.
So, he's gone crazy because of a bronze twig?
If a bronze object can make someone insane,
then with so many bronze objects dug out before,
countless people must have gone crazy.
You're right.
Maybe he was just carried away by his greed for wealth.
When he killed his cousin,
he must've been thinking that he wanted his treasure.
But,
a person who was once normal is now being locked up under a mound.
That's really cruel.
What could he have done otherwise?
He's too poor to go to the hospital.
Not to mention, the son is a violent murderer.
What else could he have done?
Enough. Let's go.
Every family has its own problems.
Let's get back and rest.
We have a long journey tomorrow.
Everything's fake.
Everything's fake.
Fatty,
I've thought about it.
Let's visit Da Shan when we're back,
and take his son to an asylum.
I'll pay for it.
How many people can you help like this?
Frankly speaking, not many.
But I happened to know this matter,
so I have to help them.
Why?
Fatty.
That's Da Shan.
When did you two get in front of me?
Let's go.
You lead the way.
He...
Look.
Brothers,
you've been busy all night long.
Get some rest now.
I'll be guarding tonight.
Never mind.
I'm fine with this.
And we're not sleepy.
This is just great.
Seriously.
I'm sorry.
You see, we're...
too impolite.
We're too impolite.
What is it?
Then...
Then you should rest now.
I'll rest too.
I think he's alive.
Could it be a hallucination?
This is really creepy.
Wu Xie woke up from his sleep,
and felt more at ease emotionally.
The exhaustion from the long journey,
and Fatty's sudden jitters...
almost drove him crazy too.
Wu Xie knew that the strange story that Da Shan told...
was just a groundless assumption.
In this late jungle night,
with the respiring plants and decomposing animals and insects...
the levels of oxygen will easily reduce,
thus forming fog that causes hallucination.
You didn't sleep well?
I had a nightmare.
Uncle Da Shan, where's your wife?
She returned to the village earlier to prepare meals for you.
How much further are we?
We'll arrive...
after this mountain.
Da Shan!
Da Shan!
Da Shan!
Da Shan.
What is it? Tell me quickly.
Widow Wang and Madam Zhang are fighting again!
It was really rough.
No one could stop them.
Hurry up and take a look!
Those troublemakers!
Guys,
I'm sorry.
Something happened in our village, I have to handle it.
No!
We have to...
-You promised to show us the way. -That's right.
I don't quite know the paths in the mountain.
I only heard it from others.
How about this?
I'll find someone for you.
He'll know for sure.
Okay?
But...
Widows are troublesome.
Are you Mr. Liu?
Sorry for disturbing.
We're here for ethnic studies on the village.
We have some questions for you.
Studies?
I bet you're tomb raiders.
Don't try to cheat me.
I've seen many people like you.
Sir,
please believe us.
-We're really... -Don't start that with me.
I don't care and I won't care.
Fine.
Then who is going to lead us there?
I don't care what you're here for,
but you can't go to Jiazi Falls now.
I won't let you work for nothing.
It's not about money.
The mountain is in its evil period now.
Ghosts are roaming there.
At night,
there is ghost fire everywhere,
as if it's a city full of ghosts.
Sir,
there are things that are inexplicable by science,
but the ghost fire you were talking about is actually phosphorescence,
which means human and animals.
Don't you dare say that.
If the King of Ghosts heard that...
and got angry,
he'll smash the whole mountain into nothing.
Exactly!
See, even King of Ghosts exists.
Come and sit.
Seriously.
There is a King of Ghosts.
How scary.
It's a Ghost General.
Is it?
So, tell us.
We're all ears.
This story is passed down by our ancestors.
Try asking around in the village.
During Northern Wei dynasty,
there was a spooky army.
None of them spoke.
Since then,
sounds of horses galloping are often heard around here.
Your destination...
is the same place where they headed,
Jiazi Falls.
When can we start a fire?
I'd like a cup of hot coffee.
We'll do it after we get past this village.
I really wonder when they will leave.
Here, have a Zihai hotpot.
Wu Xie will leave at first light the next day...
after he stops for a day.
Just as expected from Ms. Ning.
You know your target well.
But I think,
though he's said to be the descendant of the Mystic Nine,
Wu Xie doesn't seem capable.
He does whatever you tell him to do.
How stupid.
How do you know he's not suspicious at all?
If he is,
why would he follow our arrangement?
He's bursting with curiosity.
He'd even walk straight into a trap...
just to find out what's in there.
I guess kindness pays.
He managed to escape danger every time.
Don't underestimate him.
So, he's dangerous?
Can you take us there then?
I have aged,
I can't take the trouble to do this.
And other villagers have never been there.
How about this?
If you really...
want to go there,
I'll give you the direction.
Just follow my instructions,
and you'll be there within 7 or 8 days.
But after you get in,
you're on your own.
I want to ask something else.
Did Uncle Da Shan's son...
become crazy after he brought back a bronze twig?
Uncle Da Shan told me this himself.
And this brother of mine is too kind.
He wants to find out the whole story.
What if the son can recover...
after he's sent to the asylum in the city?
No, he can't.
Why did you say that before even trying?
In our village,
he's not the first person who got mad.
Since a very long time ago,
many villagers went to the mountain to pick bronze objects.
Some also picked ceramic shards...
or jade pieces.
But this is really strange.
Only those who picked bronze objects...
would go crazy in a few days' time...
if they didn't throw the bronze objects away.
And when they did,
they'd either kill others or themselves.
If throwing it away is the way,
why does Da Shan's son still keep it?
Back then,
I've reminded Da Shan to throw away the twig.
But it was really creepy.
Whenever Da Shan took that twig away,
his son would go out of control for a very long time.
Da Shan could not stand this,
so he kept it.
But,
he was also worried that the twig will affect others.
Then,
he moved out of the village with his son,
and took the twig along.
I've spent almost 1,000 yuan in the village.
Consider it a little money for bribery.
They don't make much money every year.
The kids...
were so excited when they saw...
-my dried food and Hardtack crackers. -Look there.
Fatty.
Who's peeing over there?
How much do you believe in the story about the Tombs Collection?
Most of it.
But there are 2 parts that are bugging me.
Firstly,
people in those times are uneducated.
The old people don't even recognize their leader,
let alone their own dynasty.
But he kept talking about Northern Wei.
So the dynasty must be one of the fixed details in this story.
Secondly,
they had an army that doesn't speak at all.
Even though there were sounds,
people only heard the sounds of weapons and horses,
there was no human voice.
So,
Northern Wei and a mute army,
what can you relate?
Could it be the Tombs Collection that guy mentioned?
I'm pretty sure it is.
Don't jump about like a monkey.
"Crossing the high and dangerous peaks,"
"the road ahead is long and endless."
What's the next line?
I only found these 2 lines on the internet.
"I shall search my own hope."
Not bad.
Anyway, we'll still go on...
even if the path ahead is full of hardships.
Fatty,
didn't I place my bag here?
Yes, but where is it?
My bag was stolen.
It was just here.
Is it the monkeys?
Fatty, we must find the bag.
The bronze bell is in it.
But there's still nothing I can do.
Have you been to Emei Mountain?
Have you seen the monkeys returning what they've stolen?
Stupid monkeys.
Let's go.
It's useless.
We can forget about the bell,
but what about our equipments?
I have them in my bag too.
Use them carefully and we'll make it to the tomb.
Furthermore,
you can get as many bells as you like on the tomb's altar.
Okay?
And it's not valuable.
Let's go.
Come on!
We have to go before the night comes.
Hold on.
What were you doing?
In case those monkeys attack us.
I'll let them know who's the boss in the jungle now.
Wait, I have to stop here.
Take a break, I can't go on anymore.
This place is so beautiful, like it's heaven-made.
So, enjoy the view.
I'm tired.
Can you stop babbling?
It's the fault formed by crustal movement.
Who?
Crustal movement.
What's the fault thing you said?
Here, give me your bag.
It's the fault.
Let's go.
Is he related to Duan Yu?
What a steep road.
Promote physical culture.
Build up the people's strength.
Do exercises.
Is that a hole up ahead?
Is it the entrance?
Fatty.
What is it?
Look.
What's up with the face?
It's a Terracotta Sacrifice.
In ancient wars,
success was measured by the number of kills.
A whole body would be too heavy to move.
So, they'd cut off the head instead.
See, this head is stuck on a terracotta...
because he was buried as a sacrifice.
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