As they approached, their suspicions were confirmed, and the herdsmen in Tibet were praying with uneasy expressions in their pious movements, and one of the oldest herdsmen was kneeling down, reciting scriptures in Tibetan and looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

In the direction of their kneeling, there were large mountain ranges, like giant beasts lying in ambush, erupting at any time, and the whole Tibetan sky was cold and mist, and an extraordinarily depressed atmosphere spread around.

The men did not care about their arrival, but were all earnestly worshipping, and they had planned to pass through the area like this, because it seemed that the herdsmen did not seem to care about their presence.

They thought to themselves: Maybe it is because there are tourists in Tibet who are stranded for various reasons, some may stay for a short time, but some are staying in the herdsmen's tents, but it is estimated that the herdsmen do not like this practice.

"Slow, young kid"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded, shouting at the two of them in very non-standard Mandarin.

"Huh?"

Ye Changfeng was also very surprised by this abrupt voice.

An elderly herdsman appeared in front of them, explaining in a very irregular and fluent Mandarin, "We are worshipping, I hope you don't be upset, it's not that I didn't see you, come into the tent, child"

Later, the two were invited into a tent by the warm hospitality of the herdsmen, where they enjoyed the hospitality and hospitality of the Tibetan family, even though the old herdsman still seemed preoccupied.

What happened to that river not long ago, this is the question in Ye Changfeng's heart, is there really a ghost in this world?

During the conversation, Ye Changfeng talked about what happened in that river last night.

"The legend is true......"

After listening to the narration of the two, the old man said after a long time, "What you are talking about should take place in the Huangquan River among the many tributaries under the Jemayangzong Glacier"

The Brahmaputra River, originating from the Jemayangzong Glacier at the northern foot of the Himalayas in southwestern Tibet, is called the Huangquan River in the lower reaches, and traverses southern Tibet from west to east, bypassing the Himalayas.

The old herdsman in the tent had gray hair, deep wrinkles on his face, and with a distinctly melancholy look, he looked out of the tent and stared into the distance.

"Kid, have you ever heard a legend?...

Soon, Ye Changfeng learned that there had really been such a strange thing here, but it was all far away in the record, and it was said that no one knew how far away.

Afterwards, the old herdsman took out a very old and dilapidated book, opened it, and saw a very long sense of time in front of him, and the words in it were also very old and rare, but many of the pictures were quite clear.

From the mottled patterns on the ancient book, I can see that in this vast Tibetan plain, it seems that there were mountains and forests that used to stretch endlessly, there were no rivers, where the mountains and rivers were magnificent and tall, and the trees were very huge, and even the vines coiled on the trunks were thick and strong, like a giant dragon coiling.

And the amazing thing is that in the book, there are six different places, each with a small spring.

Around the spring, there are pieces of people kneeling, the primitive breath of the desolation comes from the pattern, the painting is full of smoke, many primitive ancestors like people around the spring, are kneeling, circle by circle, layer by layer, endless!

And as the book went down, it was a map, and the spring water flowing from the spring in the picture was scattered in six directions, and then connected with each other, and it turned out to be a six-pointed star!

It's like a formation, more like an altar.

The fat man Zhu Jinyuan was deeply shocked and very uneasy.

"Then why did you kowtow to the mountains just now?" Ye Changfeng asked.

"That's the direction of the Holy Spring. The old herdsman replied.

Since ancient times, Tibet has a very strong mythological color, and there are many records from distant historical records that cannot be traced back to history, various ancient books, and so on.

"Holy Spring?" Ye Changfeng was puzzled.

"That's right, our ancestors called the six places in the book the holy springs, and every year we worship in that direction, and this is the rule of every tribe, no matter how large the Tibetan tribe, we have to worship on this day, no matter how many people, even if it is just a few people. ”

The old herdsman looked at the two of them in bewilderment, and came up with a long list of explanations one after another.

When Ye Changfeng and the others first arrived, there was only a shallow layer of cold fog near this area, but now looking along the entire mountain range, the fog was very thick in the direction of the Huangquan River. The fog there is turbulent and thick, which makes people palpitate, as if they have fallen into an endless cycle of reincarnation at a glance.

"Legend has it that there is a road, a secret hidden deep in Tibet, a taboo in China"

"What taboo?" Ye Changfeng asked eagerly.

"Legend has it that it is a supreme ancient book, left over from the beginning of the birth of our civilization, and this book in our clan, although it has a long history, is only a remnant of a rubbed book that has been rubbed many times," the old herdsman said solemnly.

"What, this is just a rubbing?" Ye Changfeng was really shocked!

"Young man, it's not peaceful here, it's just that the news is blocked, and it won't be spread to the outside world, so it's normal for you not to know, so leave quickly!"

"Hey, you old man, I'm afraid it's scaring us, it's really not easy for me and my brother to get here, we haven't reached our destination yet, you let us return?" The fat man was anxious, he and Ye Changfeng drove here, and they could be regarded as experiencing life and death and weirdness.

Ye Changfeng hurriedly smiled at the old herdsman, "My brother is straight, he speaks like this, there is no bad intention"

The old herdsman pointed to the suddenly gloomy sky on the horizon

"You see, a storm is coming soon, which is not a good sign, there have been few thunderstorms in Tibet for many years, and thick dark clouds..."

"Boom!"

A thunderclap broke the silence of the small tribe.

The neighing of cows and sheep, the cries of children, the cursing of women,

Let this feeling of coming rain intensify.

Then, something horrific happened, and in the midst of the whistling sound, the wind swept wildly, and then it was not a torrential rain, but a heavy snow!

"Not good!"

The old herdsmen were so frightened that they rushed out of their tents, shouting loudly for the women and children to take refuge in the tents, and the men all went out to strengthen the tents and the cattle pens before the strong winds and snowstorms came.

It wasn't until a long time before everything was settled.

And the blizzard in Tibet has finally swept through this mountain range, and it seems that the momentum has not stopped, as if it is still increasing.

The wind and snow are raging outside, but inside it is very calm, and the slightly swaying fire is burning quietly as if it has not been affected by the external environment.

"Child, do you know? There has always been a legend in Tibet that the outlet of the Huangquan River should be the legendary spring, one of the eyes of the six-pointed star array."

"People from generation to generation have sacrifices every year, but the so-called altar is very evil, and it is rumored that many people have disappeared somewhere, including young people like you, and then again, you two babies are really lucky," the old herdsman then said.

As he spoke, the wind and snow outside were even worse, which made Ye Changfeng wonder for a while whether this small tent could hold up.

The old herdsman seemed to see his concern: "Don't worry, God will bless us"

What is this?"

Ye Changfeng saw a piece of jade in the corner of the tent, with words on it, the carvings were very deep, and only a small part of the jade was made, and most of it looked like it was just a very ordinary stone.

"Lie...... Yang!" Ye Changfeng touched the inscription on the stone with his hand and recognized these two words, this is Jinwen, a very old text, which was mostly engraved on the bell in ancient times. It is difficult for the average person to identify.

For a moment, the thoughts continued, Ye Changfeng was distracted, how could it be these two words? Seeing the word Lieyang here, how could it not make people think that there was really a greater civilization in that ancient era?

"Maybe it's just an inscription left by the ancients who recorded divination based on this. Ye Changfeng shook his head and explained to himself.

"Something is wrong!" Suddenly, he froze, and as he stroked the inscription, he realized that the so-called "stone" was abnormal.

"Dragon!"

This discovery shook his heart.

This stone looks very ordinary, most of it is buried in the stone, but the exposed part is brilliant and transparent!

From the translucent part, it looks like a dragon is engraved inside, and you must know that since ancient times, dragons have been very legendary

It must have been a very long time, until today it is covered with a layer of stone skin.

It's not jade! What kind of material is it?

However, such a mysterious piece of ancient jade is really rare.

"Among the cultural relics unearthed from the country, there are often ancient artifacts with jade, and this piece of jade ......"

It's really appalling, and this is definitely a rare piece of jade in ancient times. It is full of stones, and at first glance it looks like an antiquity that has been buried for a long time. If it was a jade that had not been carved, Ye Changfeng still thought that it was left behind by the predecessors who had not had time to carve it, and now such a large piece of jade carved with dragon patterns and characters, he was not sure.

In that distant ancient time, what kind of process could have carved the dragon pattern into jade? Who could?

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