That shadow only showed a vague profile, but I felt that he was an old man.
Isn't he paralyzed? Isn't he mentally weak due to his age? However, at this moment, although he is not as powerful as the mustache monk, he does not look weak at all. He is like a Xiaoao
The king of beasts who has been in the mountains for many years, even though he is old, he can still control everything.
He carried the unconscious Cao Shuang and continued walking towards the west. He walked very lightly and very quickly. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that he was still carrying a person weighing more than a hundred kilograms. Until he left
When there was only a very blurry shadow left, I came out from hiding with the gun in hand.
I didn't know what the old man was going to do, so I followed him secretly. Even though he was in the mountains, the old man still walked very fast. He was nearly a mile away in a moment. In front of him was the road leading into and out of the mountains. The old man was carrying Cao Cao.
Shuang threw him to the side of the road, and then hid himself in a piece of grass not far away.
At this moment, I was hiding with the gun in hand, and some scenes appeared in my mind involuntarily, including the old photo of a family of three, Wei Mian's sad plea before he died, and his pair of clothes soaked in a bottle.
Eye......
My finger is on the trigger. I really don’t know, if I shoot him now, will he die? If he dies, will everything else happen after that? I will be involved in this big incident.
?
I don't dare to act rashly. I don't know if I can change some of the facts that have happened in the chaotic time, but one thing is clear, if something happens to me now, I will definitely die.
My mind was a little confused. I don’t know how long it took. From the mountain road to the west, dim car lights came on. The car drove slowly, and gradually approached the area where the old man was hiding. And he fell.
Cao Shuang, who was on the roadside, obviously attracted the attention of the convoy. The car suddenly stopped, and many people appeared in front and behind.
Someone was fidgeting with Cao Shuang back and forth, maybe realizing that he was still alive. After a while, Cao Shuang was carried into a car at the back. The people in the convoy were well-equipped, and many people were looking around with miniature repeating weapons.
After a long time, the convoy started to continue driving.
When the last car drove away, the old man slowly stood up from his hiding place. I couldn't see his expression, but I could see that he was always watching the convoy that was gradually moving away. When the distance between the two parties widened,
, the old man started to follow the convoy on foot.
I couldn't decide what to do, and I didn't even know whether I should follow or not. While I was hesitating, I quietly recorded the process in my notebook. The old man suddenly turned around not far away, with two cold gleams in his eyes.
Then, he made full use of all available shelters and began to quickly approach me.
I panicked all of a sudden, because after living with the old man for so many years, my awe for him has been deeply imprinted in my bones. Although I hate him, I am also afraid of him. When I saw him approaching, I couldn't help but start to retreat.
I started to run away. But I wasn't sure I could escape. The old man was a bit too old, but he was very experienced.
The Nine Gates of the Wei family, the eighth master is the master, this is definitely not an empty talk.
My physical strength and adaptability have improved a lot compared to before, but it was not enough to completely escape the old man. We chased and escaped, and the distance gradually became closer.
"We cannot fall into his hands!"
I only had one thought, and that was to escape. The getting closer and closer made me more panicked. Pictures that I would never forget flashed back and forth in my mind, that old photo...
At this moment, my thinking stopped. I turned around suddenly while running fast and fired a shot in the back.
This shot did not hit the old man, but I could see that his eyes staring at me seemed to be suddenly shaken, and the sound of the gunshot shocked him. The sound of the gunshot spread far away in the open mountains, even if it was already slow
Any convoy moving slowly should be aware of this.
I felt that a qualitative change had occurred in me mentally, and I shot the old man.
Taking this opportunity, I ran far away in one breath. The old man didn't know what he was worried about, so he didn't continue to chase me. I quickly wrote down all these situations, and then went around to the place where I first came to Yuanshan and started the operation.
The fragments cannot stay here for long.
I returned to the Xiangzhong ruins in Ngari. During these days, I have been running around, but the people who stayed here were also very uncomfortable. Su Ri and the others were better, but the monk, Zhang Houhou and the people in the team were not.
It’s almost become a human thing. I don’t want to give up the search. This is an obsession. So I discussed it with Su Ri. He is very generous and admires my obsession. He can continue to wait.
some time.
Monk and Zhang Houhou temporarily returned to Shiquan River to wait, while Su Ri's people stayed. While I was activating the fragment, Su Ri and the others surveyed the site several times. It is certain that this is
The ruins of an ancient city in Zhangzhong, although almost everything in the entire ancient city has mysteriously disappeared.
Su Ri studied the stone tripod the most, but it was impossible to gain anything. During the conversation with him, I made a bold and bizarre judgment.
Xiangxiong died in the war. They lost their land and their country. The huge stone tripod buried under the site once contained a large sacred object. A fragment of the sacred object can make a
The team disappeared without a trace, so if a part of the complete holy object could be controlled, how great would its effect be?
So big that a city and everything in the city disappear? Being taken to another distant area by holy objects, another different time period? Such an area may be strange, and time may be chaotic, but it can allow the surviving people to
The Shang Shung people escape the aftermath of the disaster.
Only in this way can we explain why Shang Shung disappeared so quickly and completely after the war. They took away everything that belonged to them, including population, culture, cities, buildings...
I believe that the sacred objects of the Qiang people are not unique. The Zhangzhong people may have missed something after they first disappeared. After Zhangzhong disappeared and Guge occupied the vast Ngari area, they also found some secrets about the sacred objects.
, and even found the missing holy object.
Guge may have disappeared in this way, but they did not control as many people as Zhangzhong. Therefore, Guge could only take away their population that survived the war, but they could not take away the ancient city they built with their own hands.
This is a secret that belongs to the ancient Qiang people, and it is also a sacred object that belongs to the ancient Qiang people. Losing the sacred object also loses the opportunity to save the nation. Therefore, the most powerful party among the ancient Qiang people, Xiang Qiang, was suppressed after the fall of the country.
The fate of assimilation, Dangxiang Qiang disappeared in the long river of history.
This is just my inference, which has some basis, although it is not very detailed, complete and credible. The truth about these things has been lost in the passage of time.
In fact, who can be 100% sure of the ultimate truth of a matter, especially the truth of history? There is no truth in history.
I really became a person in charge, the same person in charge as Xiaozi and Lei Yingxiong, who could decide everything. I forced Zhang Houhou and others to return to Shiquan River, and then started the seventh trip.
After waking up this time, I felt that this place was very different from the desert wastelands I had been in contact with before. It was surrounded by low mountains with lush vegetation and a southern atmosphere. This was a very strange place, but the environment
It was very good, and it made me feel a little more relaxed. I looked for signs around as usual, and carefully searched the area within about a mile.
In fact, after the first six searches, I had already made some mental preparations, and I was prepared to be disappointed.
I didn't find any signs, so I decided to walk farther away from here, to a place where there were traces of people, and to figure out some questions that needed to be asked. There may be people coming in and out of this low mountain frequently, so I walked about half way in one direction.
When I was young, I saw a rugged mountain road among the vegetation, which led to the foot of the mountain.
At this time, I suddenly heard a bird's cry from a few small trees nearby. Immediately afterwards, a bird I couldn't recognize fell from the tree, flapping its wings and trying to fly away. Not far away
A man quickly emerged from a patch of grass, as alert as a leopard. He rushed to the bird rolling back and forth, reached out and caught it.
This is a half-year-old child, holding a slingshot made of a wooden fork in his hand. Maybe he has discovered me in the grass, but he does not want to give up the bird that has been shot. While catching the bird,
, he looked at me secretly and warily.
"You..." I quickly stopped him. This child looked like he was thirteen or fourteen years old at most. He was very smart, but the clothes he wore were obviously out of touch with today's children. He looked like
I live nearby and come to the mountains to play. I just wanted to ask him where this place was and what time it was.
The child quickly tied up the bird in his hand, then looked up at me, turned around and left. The moment he raised his head to look me in the face, I suddenly saw something on his face. This was something that made me
I was extremely shocked to find that I couldn't even think of what to say next and almost stayed where I was.
The child is only thirteen or fourteen, or fifteen at most, but his face, facial features, and even the faint expression on his face are very similar to a mustache! Judging from a person's appearance as a teenager,
, it is not difficult to tell what he will look like more than ten years later. I think I can’t mistake it. He looks like he has a mustache when he is a teenager!
"Wait, wait! Stop first!" I didn't care about anything and wanted to call him, but this child was very vigilant and ran away as soon as he turned around.