Chapter 3 Guishui Sophora japonica, heaven and earth are like a magic circle
In front of us is an ancient building complex rich in history. It is located in the hinterland of the canyon. It occupies a small area, only about a hundred rooms. It may be a stone and wood structure. However, thousands of years of wind blowing
Despite the rain, what appeared in front of us were just stone walls covered with green vines, silently telling us the story of the past.
This canyon is generally wide at the bottom and narrow at the top. The narrowest part only has a sliver of sky, and the widest part is only more than ten meters. It looks like an upside-down bowl. The environment below is completely different from the outside. Therefore, these ruins in front of us
, were relatively well preserved. We approached these walls carefully, because due to the invasion of rain and plants, there was not much to see in front of us - except for the stone walls, which were gravel, and occasionally severely weathered walls.
Bone fragments, nothing else.
Even so, the three people from the Religious Bureau were still very excited. Yang Cao proudly said to Jia Wei, "Look, didn't you say there were no ruins before? What is this?" Jia Wei pointed around disapprovingly and said that Yelang was a man who used water to transport people.
Who would set the capital here among the countries that are connected with each other? At most, it is just a small town established by a group of hidden survivors.
Yang Cao did not argue with Jia Wei and went to investigate on his own.
I walked around and saw that the sky was getting dark, so I found a flat area by the wall. Then I and a few people gathered dry firewood and started a bonfire again.
For those of us who have not received any history-related education, instead of knowing how people lived in ancient times, it is better to take good care of ourselves and live longer, and to be practical. Because we are worried about short mules or hidden
In the face of other dangers in the dark, Xiao Zhou and Wu Gang took turns on guard, carefully checking for possible enemies. We also began to search the ruins of the building complex on a large scale before dawn to ensure that there were no
There will be dangerous creatures hiding.
When night fell, the bonfire was shining, and except for the watchers, we gathered together and exchanged what we had harvested with each other.
Yang Cao carefully brought back a pile of black junk and introduced it to us, saying that this was a perforated stone knife, this was a bronze arrow cluster, and this was the Yelang copper scabbard... all of which had a history of more than 2,000 years.
What a miracle! Yang Cao and Jia Wei were obviously a little excited, making me feel like they were experts from the Cultural Relics Bureau. Hu Wenfei, on the other hand, was calmer and quietly peeled off the two rabbits he had hunted and prepared dinner for us.
To be honest, when faced with this pile of dirty things, which looked like rags picked up from a garbage dump, I wasn't sure about others. Anyway, I didn't feel anything at all.
Seeing that our expressions were indifferent, Yang Cao took out another object as if it were a treasure. It was a complete bronze vessel, shaped like a pheasant. He said proudly: "This Yelang Bronze Peacock is a rare treasure. It records a
Times, please open your eyes!"
Then he got frustrated and said okay, okay, being uneducated is terrible.
So he emptied the backpack out of enthusiasm, carefully wrapped these things, and put them into the backpack.
He said to Hu Wenfei: "We found an ancient battlefield in the west. There were many rusty weapons and corpses. Although it was eroded by plants, we can still see some clues. Based on what we saw in the cave, I
I suspect that this place has some connection with the sudden collapse of the Yelang Kingdom, and it is very likely that it is one of the battlefields."
There have always been questions about the fall of Yelang in history. There is only one paragraph in the historical records that states that "in the second year of Heping (27 BC), Chen Li, the governor of Zoke, killed Yelang Wang Xing, and the Yelang kingdom was destroyed." A county governor ( If a country with hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers could be wiped out by a simple man (equivalent to a mayor) with light cavalry, history would be ridiculous!
I have heard several times that Yelang was at a critical moment when he was fighting against the Lilliputians, who were suspected to be dwarf mules. The capital was empty and the Han Dynasty took the opportunity to destroy him.
It seems that there are quite a few people who hold this view.
But these are not what I pay attention to. All my attention is focused on the locust wood sign on my chest.
I don’t know since when, this log-colored wooden sign turned green, like emerald.
I even felt that it was somewhat similar to the unicorn tire. But when I touched it, it was still made of locust wood core. I was a little flustered, but my thoughts passed on, and my lovely Duoduo was sleeping quietly inside. Like a baby, this somewhat calms my heart.
I found the supplier of this product, Zamao Xiaodao. He picked off the locust wood pieces and looked at them carefully with a serious expression.
After a while, he turned around and asked me, little poison, do you feel that there is a strong power of Guishui attached to this locust wood tablet?
I looked confused and asked what is the power of Guishui?
Zamao Xiaodao looked like an old professor looking at an illiterate, saying that you are an expert after all, but you don’t understand the power of the five elements? Go home and read your shabby book! Alas, after all, the tiger cat still loves his wife. Son, it slaughtered the old squid that turned into a monster, and all the benefits were concentrated in this locust tree sign. Now you can rest assured, with the nourishment of this Guishui essence, your family will soon be able to He has recovered and his strength has reached a higher level.
When I heard the words Zamao Xiaodao, I looked at the dead tiger cat lying next to me. This fat hen with a hard mouth and a soft heart is really adorable!
I happily took back the green locust wood plaque from Zamao Xiaodao and proudly wore it around my neck, saying, "My wife, I don't agree with it."
cut!
Zamao Xiaodao gave me a middle finger, then looked back and whispered in my ear: "Little Poison, I feel something strange about this canyon. It feels like I'm in an array. What if, I What if we are trapped here and can’t survive?”
I looked at him strangely and said, why do you have such strange thoughts?
Zamao Xiaodao smiled and said nothing. I looked up to the sky and saw the sky was hazy, as if it was covered with a thin film. I remembered the time before when the sun shone on me and I felt isolated, as if this place was a plastic greenhouse. , I couldn't help but feel worried in my heart - Zamao Xiaotaoist had a good eye for tricks, so naturally he could see some clues.
Seeing the worry in my eyes, Zamao Xiaodao glanced at Jia Wei, who was sitting alone in the corner, and whispered that the most important thing now is that there are more men than women. Don't you compete with your brothers for women then?
What the hell!
The murmurings between the two of us obviously caught Jia Wei's attention. This ordinary-looking woman with a proud face looked towards us doubtfully. She has fish eyes, a garlic nose, and unibrow... Such a manly appearance. ,I, I would like to express my gratitude.
There are some ingredients in the backpack. The hare meat that Hu Wenfei grilled is very fragrant. There are some wild melons and fruits piled next to it. There are also plant roots with sufficient starch buried in the fire. The dinner seems quite delicious and quite wild. If it weren't for it,
Pot, we still have mushroom soup to drink. Food is in front of us. Duoduo's safety has been resolved again, and I feel a little happier.
During the meal, Lao Jin pointed to this ruins and said that the old man said that Qingshan Realm used to be the backyard of the Mountain King. After passing the Houting Cliff, there were strange things and there were imps patrolling. Looking at it now, could it be that he was referring to this place?
We looked at the ruins that had been covered with dust for a long time, laughed, and said yes, this is the backyard of Grandpa Mountain God.
It was already night after dinner, because it was not safe in the valley, so we camped here and waited for dawn tomorrow before looking for a way out. Except for the injured Jia Wei and Zamao Xiaodao, everyone took turns to keep watch. Originally, I
The injury was serious enough, but with the fat bugs around, I recovered well, so I continued to be on duty.
In fact, everyone was frightened and struggled in the cave, especially after falling from the high waterfall into the pool. They were already exhausted and did not have the pleasure of "talking around the fire at night". After arranging the duty hours, everyone except
The night watchmen were in groups of two, and the others found their own places, seizing this short rest time, sleeping with their clothes on, and recovering their strength.
In order to take care of me, Ma Haibo and I were on duty for the first two hours.
We stood at a higher place, looking at the dark night, the stars above our heads, and the sparkling stream not far away, feeling an unforgettable melancholy in our hearts. Ma Haibo took out a packet from his pocket
Withered cigarettes, I untied the layers of plastic sheets, then took out one and asked me if I wanted to smoke?
I waved my hand and said not to smoke, and he smiled and said it was okay not to smoke. Then he took out the lighter from the cigarette case, lit it for himself, took a deep breath, and let the blue smoke blow out from his nose.
I dutifully took in the movements around me, and after a while, I found that Ma Haibo's hand holding the cigarette was shaking constantly, and his eyes were bright, with many tears flowing down his face.
I didn't say anything, and I didn't want to persuade anyone: Wu Gang and Ma Haibo were lucky people, because they had gone through all kinds of dangers and survived as ordinary people; however, they were unfortunate, seeing their comrades and colleagues one by one.
He died on the ground, but he had no ability to save him at all.
It's just sad, what can I do?
All the pain should be diluted by the great time.
After two hours of work, there was no movement at all. I was so sleepy that I woke up the sleepy man, said a few words, and then lay down directly on his original position, still warm, and then closed my eyes.
Tiredness is like the tide, quickly burying me.
I don’t know how long I slept, but in my daze, I heard a distant melody singing in my ears. It seemed very familiar, but also strange. This melody was hummed by a woman, which was both far away and close at hand.
.I listened for a while and my consciousness began to return. I was suddenly startled. I opened my eyes and looked around. I saw that several people next to me were gone. The bonfire was already burning and was about to go out.
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