I followed him a few dozen meters forward and stopped.
"Look what that is."
What appeared in front of me was a small sandpit. I don’t know when someone inserted three bones into the pit. The three bones stood opposite each other, forming an inverted triangle shape. There was also a row of bones left on the sand going away.
The footprints in the sand were less than 200 meters away. The footprints on the sand became shallower and shallower, and gradually disappeared.
"What is this? Who made it?" I bent down to pick it up and looked at it for a few minutes and asked.
"Stop touching human bones." Brother Yu said with a cold face.
"What the hell?? Human bones!"
His words scared me so much that I immediately threw it away. I studied it for a long time.
Brother Yu said: "About 12:30, I heard a slight noise, like the sound of the wind blowing the mineral water bottle, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Later, I thought something was wrong. There was no wind at all tonight, and the mineral water bottle was empty.
How could he run away on his own? When the results came out, I found this inverted triangle of human bones, which looked like some kind of mark. He shouldn't be someone in our team."
"You mean there is someone else who has been watching us sleep?" I felt a chill on my back.
Brother Yu shook his head, "It's possible, but not necessarily. Maybe this thing was here before, but it was so small that we didn't find it."
"What's going on with that row of footprints?" I asked.
Brother Yu frowned and didn't speak.
It was a calm night and nothing happened. The next day I got up early and told everyone to pack up camp and continue on their way. Regarding the inverted triangle of human bones that suddenly appeared last night, I didn't mention a word. It was useless to say so, for fear of affecting the team.
Brother Yu picked up a stick from the Populus euphratica tree on the road. He roasted it over a fire and pressed the stick straight. Then he used a knife to sharpen a section of the stick into a sharp tip, holding it in his hand like a javelin.
Dou Sprout, with his head and face covered, was walking in front of the team through the sand. He suddenly stopped while walking.
"Don't go yet! There's something ahead!"
When he walked over and took a look, he found some scattered small black balls on the ground. Dou Sprout picked them up, looked at them, and smelled them, "This... hawthorn pill?"
"Shit hawthorn pills," I said, it was camel excrement that had been dried into balls for a long time.
"camel?"
The first thing I thought of was Yao Yumen, whose whereabouts are unknown. She borrowed our camels a month ago. Those camels were hungry outside the abandoned mine for several days. I borrowed them from the merchants.
I didn't go to pay them back.
Could it be that the Yao brothers and sisters passed by here before?
I'm just so confused in my heart that I can't be sure. You can't tell much just by looking at a pile of camel poop. It might be left by some adventure enthusiasts.
This is really possible.
In 2003 and 2004, there was a craze for adventure in China. There were no live broadcasts and Douyin at that time. Those who engaged in adventure were those who really loved this industry. At that time, there were several popular places, such as Nujiang, Lop Nur, Taklimakan, Qinling Mountains, and Lugu.
Lake Country, these places, continue to attract explorers.
There are many small stories in it, which are endless, such as the Pisces Jade Pendant in Lop Nur, the Kingdom of Loulan, and the Black Sea in Taklimakan. I will not tell you these stories since I already know them.
Let me pick one to tell you.
Let’s talk about the two sides of the Nu River on Gaoligong Mountain.
As far as I know, there is an unknown local river that contains a large amount of gold sand. Two tribes, the Black Miao tribe and the White Miao tribe, compete for the mining rights of gold sand. The two tribes are not restricted by the civilized social system and often compete for the mining rights every year.
The fight was bloody.
Around the early 1960s, there was a great famine in China. A middle-aged man named Wang Mopan took a pig and fled to the vicinity of Gaoli.
Wang Mopan is his real name, but he is not an ordinary person. He fled with his family tree. According to the records in the family tree, his ancestor was the chief official of Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty. He was in charge of a temple, a second carriage, and a fourth office.
, six kinds.
Modern TV dramas are all shot blindly. The young master is riding a war horse in the city of Chang'an. Then a peasant girl from a poor family suddenly appears on the road. The young master is seriously injured in order to stop the frightened horse. The peasant girl takes good care of him and the two fall.
She fell in love, but the family was not in the right family, and then the love became vigorous and a series of stories happened. A situation like this was impossible to happen based on the horse management system at that time.
This temple is Taipu Temple. Taipu Temple is in charge of the mobilization of officials and horses across the country. The second department is the two driving departments in the north and south, which are in charge of the mobilization of civilian horses in the country. The four departments refer to the four branches under Taipus Temple, namely
There are four offices: Chenghuang, Dianwu, Dianmu, and Chefu.
As for the six types, they refer to the six functions of horses. They are "army horses, Qi horses, and stallion horses. These three types of horses are used by ceremonial guards for travel. In addition, there are Tao horses, which are used for delivering messages at post stations, and field horses.
For hunting, for crossbows, and for handymen, there are six types in total."
To sum up, it is impossible for rich people to ride war horses for fun.
After talking about horses, let’s talk about Wang Mopan. His ancestors were born as commoners and eventually became a horse official. It is said that he has the ability to communicate with animals. His ancestors summarized this ability and wrote a book "Borrowing Mountains to Repel Insects and Rats"
”, Wang Mopan knew the skills in the book, but because the ones passed down were fragments, he could only communicate with pigs.
No matter how hungry he was when he was escaping, he did not eat the pig, especially after arriving in Gaoli, because the little pig could help him find gold mines.
I don’t know if it was man-made training. When leading a pig, as long as there is gold sand in a section of the river, the pig will lie down, with its legs in the air, and will not go away.
