Chapter four hundred and thirty eight: the hoof print of death
At this time, in the mountains of southwestern China, a group of young people followed their mentor and walked step by step through the mountains.
The southwest is mountainous, and it was a difficult place in ancient times. However, in recent years, with the gradual improvement of local infrastructure construction, the remote mountains that were inaccessible in the past have become somewhat popular.
This is a typical karst landform. The bluish-gray rocks are full of twisted holes. There are high and low hills one after another. There are countless strange rocks surrounded by green trees. The terrain is like an ink painting rising from the sky and the earth.
It spreads from one side to the other, and it's so beautiful when viewed from a distance.
But the feeling of walking in this primitive forest is not good. The soil under the plants with wide leaves exudes a rotten smell. There may be brittle rocks under the thin red soil layer. Every step you take, you may step on the fallen leaves.
of poisonous snakes.
Chen Motong walked on the fallen leaves, the half-corrupted leaves under his feet made a low popping sound, and followed closely behind the leader. This is not a place where a lady should come, but unfortunately many times the words lady and gentleman are synonymous with the students of Kassel
They have nothing to do with it.
As students in Kassel, they began to gradually come into contact with the work of the secret party in their junior year, and began to be divided into various branches. Whether to do research or kill a few deadpools was a difficult problem for the students.
Under the leadership of their seniors, starting from their junior year, students entered various internship projects and gradually dispersed from the college to various parts of the world. With full enthusiasm, they began to prepare their graduation thesis topics.
And these projects are naturally differentiated.
Generally speaking, even those students who are more focused on research will take on some field tasks. In the world of hybrids, practice and theory are always inseparable. Even the lunatic from the equipment department was able to work with others back then.
The boss of guns.
Because of this, internship programs in various places are differentiated. Whether you would rather go to the Middle East to fight terrorists or dig for fossils in the snow and ice of Northern Europe has become a topic of discussion among students.
Compared with those internship programs that go to the Middle East and fight with terrorists, Huaxia's internships are more gentle and are more popular among students who don't like fighting.
The college has started teaching Chinese language a long time ago. It is easy for students to master a language after two years of study. In addition, the Chinese department is also willing to let students from Kassel go to China for internships. The two sides hit it off.
, launched many projects.
Chen Motong is participating in one of the more dangerous ones now.
In the southwest mountainous area, most places are inaccessible mountains. This is a paradise for wild beasts and a hell for humans. Lost civilizations sleep here, waiting for their discovery.
Two days ago, they were tracing murals left by the ancestors of local ethnic minorities on a cliff, but soon the team made new discoveries. The details on the murals pointed to a rarely visited valley. According to
According to local elders, it was once the burial place of the Mongolian army.
The Mongols, a name that scares the world, took advantage of the spring breeze of the warming climate at that time. These nomadic people who relied on horseback skills to conquer the world became a sharp iron arrow, plundering the land of the Central Plains wantonly.
Even in the southwest, a land of abundance, it was ruled by the Mongols. There is a special food here called milk fan, which is a trace left by the Mongols who loved milk.
But the people here also resisted. According to the county records found by Chen Motong and others, in a Miao village of the local ethnic minority, a warrior with infinite strength and ability to control fire appeared. He was both wise and brave, and he was in a valley.
He used fire to kill the Mongolian army, leaving behind the legend of Yin soldiers crossing the border.
That valley was also called the Valley of the Burning Soldiers. Legend has it that every night, the sound of humans killing each other could be heard there.
This clue made the leader of the team excited. This lean female professor was an authority on the history of dragons in China and was studying the power distribution of the ancient dragon kings.
"According to records, the southwest area is the territory of the Fire King.
The sphere of influence of the Mountain King is generally from Outer Mongolia to Siberia." The leading professor said at yesterday's meeting: "When the Mongols went south, the Mountain King's influence expanded into the Fire King's sphere of influence."
The students below looked serious. If this was really the case, they would be able to see traces of the battle between the two Dragon King forces in that valley.
Even if the two sides are just attacking each other, these students' graduation thesis can be considered completed.
Chen Motong raised his head in the dim jungle. The previously delicate girl now looked a little embarrassed. Su Qian in front turned around and asked with concern: "Nono, do you want to take a rest?"
"No, I'm not that weak yet." Compared with Su Qian, the second in command of the Lion Heart Society, Nono's physical fitness is slightly weaker, but she can still hold up when climbing the mountain. uu Kanshu www.uukanshu.com Chen Motong
After looking around, I saw at the end of the line a serious-looking young man, carrying an exorbitant amount of luggage, leisurely walking on the mountain road.
"It's really terrifying." Chen Motong secretly sighed and thought in his heart: "Are all the guys from the Lion Heart Society lunatics?"
The one in the rear is naturally Chu Tong, the former president of the Lionheart Club. He was supposed to go to South America to fight Deadpool, but her grandmother was not worried about him running around, so she simply sent him to China to go to the southwest with his juniors and juniors.
Drill into the old forest.
It has to be said that with the addition of this super warrior, the safety factor of this operation was much higher. The group of people walked forward for a while and arrived at the entrance of the valley.
This place is inaccessible and hidden in the mountains. A few people also relied on the guide to lead the way. It took them almost three days to get here. They were covered in sweat and it was an experience.
After cracking open a few obstructive vines, I saw the valley in front of me. It was said to be a valley, but in fact it was a mountain. The mountain split from the middle, forming a structure of a line of sky. When walking in it, gusts of cold wind blew by, which made it look very eerie.
Incomparable.
There are not many plants in the valley, perhaps because of the light. Most of them are small things like moss, and there are also some shade-loving grasses and trees, swaying in the gloomy mist of the valley.
"We are here, everyone," the professor asked the guide to wait outside the valley, left the outsiders, and said excitedly in front of the students: "Thank God, your graduation thesis is here."
The students shouted excitedly, and their voices spread far and wide in the valley, but Chen Motong, who was standing with Su Qian, changed his expression. He raised his head, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
The white mist in the valley gradually became thicker, and the students were a little panicked. At this moment, Su Qian heard Chen Motong's deep voice: