Unexpectedly, they had only left for a few minutes when Brother Biao hurried back. He handed me the shotgun and said: "Brother, I know you have doubted me, but I have no ill intentions towards you. We are all from the Northeast."
Fellow fellow! Keep this thing for self-defense, I have another one over there. Let’s go!”
After the people left, I looked at the shotgun in my hand and sighed, thinking that if the plan could never keep up with the changes, nothing could be done.
I had been crawling deep into the mountains and forests for several days just for this ambush! I didn’t expect that in the end I didn’t even see the figure of the July Crawler, but some kind of protector ran out of the mountains!
"Brother Yu, if you were to face the guy named Lin Shen just now, how confident would you be?"
Brother Yu thought for a while and said: "95%, I win, and 5% is an accident."
I said that's good. We still have two shotguns in our team. Even if we encounter this person, we don't have to worry at all. Brother Yu can take care of him by himself.
The main culprit for the failure of this plan is Sister Zami Wang. This wild woman can't keep her temper, so she has to be blamed.
At nearly 9 o'clock in the evening, we found a place to set up camp that was protected from the wind, lit a fire, and sat together to boil water and eat dry food. We did not dare to eat meat because it was night and we were afraid that the smell of meat would attract wild beasts in the mountains.
He looked like he suddenly remembered something. He put down the dry food in his hand, took out the sheepskin picture and said, "Look, do the background of the stone building in the picture look like the background of the mountain?"
"It's really awesome..."
Although it is very dark in the mountains, but there is moonlight, I do see something similar.
Dou Sprout took a bite of dry food and muttered: "Didn't you say that the stone tower is five hundred meters high? If it's not far from here, why can't we see it?"
"The height of five hundred meters is just a legend. How could there be such a tall building in ancient times?" I glanced in that direction and continued: "This area should be drawn on the parchment. We will find out tomorrow when we go there and take a look."
As the fire crackled and burned, Xiaoxuan looked up curiously at the stars in the sky.
Xiaoxuan said: "Wow, there are so many stars. I have never seen so many stars. The stars in the Tengger Desert are not as beautiful as here."
I looked up.
Yes, the night sky at Miyao Mountain is filled with stars, which is very spectacular.
I don’t know if a group of Dangxiang people who fled from the northwest had this sigh hundreds of years ago? Maybe Emperor Li Xian of the late Xia Dynasty also happened to see the stars here and thought about when he would be able to regain the Xixia Empire.
The Xixia Empire used to be bounded by the Yellow River in the east, Yumen in the west, Xiaoguan in the south, and the desert in the north. It covered an area of more than 10,000 miles. But now it has been driven to the deep mountains and old forests of Garze, Sichuan, as the last generation of the subjugated country.
Lord, how does Li Xian feel in his heart?
I'm afraid only the stars in the sky know this question.
Seven hundred years is too long for human beings, but for these stars in the sky, it is only the blink of an eye.
As the sun rose in the early morning, we packed up our things early and headed off.
Climbing over the top of the mountain, looking down, I clenched my head and clenched my fists in excitement.
That moment is something I will never forget.
We stand high and look down.
At the bottom is a very deep basin. The basin is covered with vegetation, and giant stone towers rise from the ground. Some of these stone towers are square! Round! The visual height is more than forty meters.
The surface of some stone towers is covered with vines and they look very old.
He took out the sheepskin map again, put it in front of his eyes for comparison, and sighed: "We have found it. Historically, this was the last place where the Dangxiang people lived."
Dou Sprout shouted excitedly.
Xiaoxuan could not hide the excitement in her eyes. We found out that these stone buildings standing deep in the mountains of Sichuan are no longer a legend.
I emphasize again that this place is not a fabrication, nor is it my imagination. I also drew a circular mark under a stone building.
In 2008, there was a big earthquake in Sichuan. I don't know if these stone towers collapsed. If I still have the energy, I really want to go there again.
