The chief still brought the hanging ornament over, but he only allowed it to be looked at and not dismantled:

"The straw ropes wrapped around it cannot be destroyed and removed!"

Feng Yi doesn't need to dismantle it at all.

He said he wanted to watch it, just to introduce the topic later.

The chief placed the hanging ornament on the table respectfully and looked at Feng Yi warily to prevent Feng Yi from taking action against this hanging ornament with special meaning.

Feng Yi just looked at it quietly for a moment and then said: "The vertebrae are quite well preserved."

These are not some old, deformed fossils that have been dug up. These are real vertebrae that are still intact!

The species should be the iconic creature that exists in this rainforest - the anaconda.

Just bigger in size.

But what Feng Yi is most interested in is that there is still a little energy reaction left on this vertebra!

From these energy reactions, Feng Yi speculated that this giant anaconda might have been a pet kept by a senior member of the clan when it was alive.

It shouldn't be food.

If it were food, it is unlikely that such well-preserved bones would be preserved.

"I would like to ask, does your tribe have any special relationship with this giant anaconda?" Feng Yi asked.

The chief had a deep look on his face. He thought for a long time, thinking about how to answer the other party's question. Should he just perfunctory it? Or should he tell the truth?

Thinking of the opponent's identity as an expert from the Joint Security Bureau, the professional strength he had just shown, and the attitude Feng Yi had shown so far, the chief still said:

"The giant Serpan, that's what we call it.

"It once protected this land from being invaded by pirates..."

When pirates invade, they will seize the tribe's gold, kill some of the tribe's rebels, and capture the rest and sell them as slaves.

But under the protection of the giant beast, they spent the most chaotic years.

For this reason, their tribe regards the giant beast Serpan as their patron saint.

Their tribe will also eat other snakes in the rainforest, but not anacondas.

They regard anacondas as descendants of gods. Even in contact with the outside world, these beliefs are always laughed at by outsiders, who laugh at the exaggeration of their stories and laugh at the ignorance and falsehood of the indigenous villagers.

But they remain extremely determined.

Because they know that everything they say is true!

The giant Serpan is real!

"If you know the history of our tribe, you will know that before the abnormal climate period, our tribe was not here..."

The place where their tribe once lived was destroyed by continuous storms and floods during periods of abnormal weather conditions. Due to the disaster, they were forced to move and finally settled where they are now.

And the place where I once lived...

"The place where we lived before was very close to the tomb of the giant beast Serpan. This vertebra was dug out by me there after the disaster.

"The storm destroyed our former home and also damaged the tomb of the giant Serpan. The land that the storm passed through became unrecognizable. When we went there, we only dug out this vertebra."

Feng Yi listened quietly to the chief's story. He originally thought that the chief would mention the three great snake mothers in local mysterious legends, that is, Yakumama.

I didn't expect that the chief would tell another story. And the authenticity of this story, judging from the emotional information, is probably true!

However, there are many things in this story that make Feng Yi puzzled.

"The giant beast Serpan? What's your name?" Feng Yi asked. This name means "big snake" in the local language system.

The chief shook his head slightly: "I don't know. He might be a sage."

Feng Yi: "Who is the wise man?"

The chief's eyes were full of reverence: "He once appeared with the giant beast Serpan, taught us how to identify herbs, and taught us how to fight against pirates. He must be a messenger of God!"

Feng Yi: "..." What a familiar routine.

Chief: "Until one day, there was a roar and the ground shook. When everything calmed down, my ancestors went over and saw an extra hill where the giant beast Serpan often haunted. The sage said that there was the tomb of the giant beast Serpan.

.Later the sage also disappeared.”

Feng Yi nodded. He roughly understood the development and direction of the story.

Generally speaking, everything happened three hundred years ago, and the tomb has existed for a long time.

The fact that the skeleton has remained so intact after so many years may also be because of the tomb.

However, during the abnormal climate period and after the disaster, the tomb was destroyed and the chief dug out only one of the vertebrae. If the remaining ones were scattered in the rain forest, the rate of erosion and decomposition would be accelerated. This is also the chief's regret. He did not

A second piece of remains can be dug out.

The chief carefully stroked the straw rope hanging ornament on the table.

This vertebra has never been taken out and has even been disguised because the chief was worried about being coveted by outsiders.

According to the records passed down by our ancestors, pirates would mercilessly snatch away all their rare treasures and kill tribal villagers.

There are people now scarier than pirates.

Once exposed, with the strength of their tribe, they cannot protect this treasure.

"Why are you willing to take it out now?" Feng Yi asked.

If the chief had firmly denied it just now and hid it afterwards, Feng Yi would not have persisted.

This question made the chief look helpless and bitter.

"It will be exposed one day. I just found out recently that there are people from other tribes digging up. They may not know each other, but they may trade them. I can't stop them from selling the remains of the giant beast Serpan to those generous traders.

and tourists.”

Feng Yi immediately asked: "Do you want to sell this piece of money you have?"

Chief: "Not for sale!"

Feng Yi: "Who else has dug it up? Can you help me ask, I can pay for it. Oh, and can I go and see the tomb of the giant beast Serpan?"

I can dig it myself!

The chief stared at Feng Yi for a moment with an oppressive gaze: "It's already late, we can discuss some issues tomorrow."

Feng Yi was not in a hurry: "Okay, I'll bother you again tomorrow. Oh, I have another question, I hope to get your answer."

Feng Yi looked at the chief and asked seriously: "What does the giant Serpan eat?"

This anaconda, which is suspected to have been modified by its ancestors, should be over twelve meters tall!

Could the environment here support such a body type? Even three hundred years ago?

The chief frowned and looked over, as if he heard a stupid question, but he still replied:

"As long as it's suitable, I'll eat it."

"For example?" Feng Yi asked.

"For example, animals in the rainforest, or invading pirates," the chief said.

Feng Yi remained silent.

Got it, and still eats people.

But at that time, some tribes here were also cannibals.

No longer disturbing the chief, Feng Yi returned to the guesthouse prepared for him by the villagers.

After turning off the lights at night, lying in the hammock, Feng Yi thought about what the chief said.

There are many legends in this ancient rainforest, which are true and false and cannot be confirmed.

But after summarizing, Feng Yi guessed that perhaps more than one of his ancestors had come here to raise pets!

Or play?

Or foraging?

Either the pet he kept was discovered by others, or when the original form was making trouble in the jungle, the non-human part was seen by the natives, and then it was passed on to ten, and passed on to hundreds, and twisted and twisted again, until it became thirty meters.

A fifty-meter monster.

Unfortunately, most of them do not have detailed written records, just some simple symbols and pictures, as well as stories passed down from generation to generation. This kind of distortion will definitely occur in the process of inheritance and is not absolutely true, but it can also be used as a reference.

The "sage" who pretends to be a ghost is probably a senior of his family.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi suddenly realized something:

"Have my ancestors ever met the Mayans?"

If our ancestors wandered here thousands of years ago, they should have interacted with the lost civilization, right?

Snakes also have their own special characteristics in Mayan culture. I don’t know if the ancestors had any communication with them.

The next day.

After eating and drinking, sleeping well, and having a full meal when he woke up in the morning, Feng Yi went to his appointment in a good mood.
To be continued...