"Hi Mo. Is there anything you need help with?" shouted a Ford pickup truck as the bearded Soros jumped out of the car.

This Soros is not Pissoros, who is the owner of the Elk Creek Gold Mine. Because the financial predator Soros is so famous, he also has the nickname of 'predator'.

"The car broke down, so I'll see if I can start it. Mo Fan said, but the inlet pipe clamp fell off, Mo Fan sat on the car and started the car, and it started after a while.

"Hey, how did you think about what I told you before?Come to my mine......" Soros was lying by the window, and suddenly saw the little milk dog in Mo Fan's arms: "Where did the puppy come from? It should have just been born." ”

"Picked it up on the side of the road. Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders: "I feel that this is the will of God, asking me to save this innocent little life." ”

"Picked up?" Soros was slightly stunned: "Wait, I'll call Kelvin first." I feel that this dog should be his. Erwin is also a gold digger, there are only about fifty people in the southern part of the Grand Forks gold field, there are not many husky dogs, and there are only one husky dogs that are just pregnant and about to give birth.

Erwin's phone couldn't get through, and Soros called the rest of his mine, only to know that Kelvin had run away.

Kelvin leased the mine, leased equipment, his team of seven people, a fixed salary every week, dug up gold to make ends meet......

"Shit, shit. Knowing that Kelvin had run away with the gold, Soros cursed, "I'll go to the mine first." ”

"Okay. ”

After Soros left, Mo Fan went to the side of the road again, dug up the bones and made sure there was nothing before burying it.

Back at the construction site, Holke and the others had already slept, and there was food left in the kitchen, so Mo Fan simply ate some and went back to the house and took out the iron box......

The two gold bricks, Mo Fan weighed them, and they were 13.65 kilograms. In addition, the notepad wrapped in oily paper does not tell any story, but a sketch of a landscape, in which several pages are torn out.

The first page sketch shows a river and two rampant mountains. There is a valley in the middle of the two rampant mountain ranges, marked with a red arrow...... The second page is still on the river, which is much smaller than the one on the first page, and the most striking mark is the stone on the side of the river, which still has an arrow drawn as the direction...... On the fourth page, a small boat is depicted with a man lying on the deck...... On the sixth page, the eye-catching arrow appears again, and a group of people abandon the ship and enter the mountain forest, still marked by the eye-catching arrow...... The last page, with a picture of a ruined wall and large boulders, is the only page in the notebook with text: the Palace of the Sun has been found, but I think it should be called the 'Lost City of Gold'.

There are many legends about the City of Gold in North America, but the Sun Palace ...... This is just a myth that has been passed down orally by the Indians.

Mo Fan has been panning for gold in the Dawson area for 5 years, and he used to have fellow Indians, and I heard them talk about the 'Sun Palace'. But just like the Kunlun Xu, Buzhou Mountain, and so on in Chinese mythology.

In the state of Alaska in the United States, the Yukon Territory and the Northwest Territories of Canada, there used to be an Indian tribe called the Darako, who worshiped the sun and used a large flaming bird as a totem, which they called the sunbird. Unlike the three-legged golden crow in domestic mythology, the sunbird they imagined was only one leg......

Earlier, an ancient human site was discovered in Old Crowe in the Yukon Territory, Canada, and many places have also found oracle bone inscriptions, and there has been a new wave of talk on the Internet that American Indians came to Asia......

There are also many similarities between the customs of the North American Indians and the customs of the northern Chinese peoples, and Mo Fan was a few Indian friends he met at that time, discussing customs and myths together, and he also knew the Sun Palace at that time. The Indians are divided into tribes and gathered, a tribe is relative to a village, the Talaja people were a large race a long time ago, legend has it that they have a glorious civilization, footprints are all over the American continent, and the existing Indian peoples are mostly their descendants. The story of the Palace of the Sun has always been circulated, but it is only treated as a myth......

Is the notepad a map to the Palace of the Sun?

The gold bricks in the iron box, judging by the degree of decay, must be very old objects.

Mo Fan lit a cigarette, tried to calm the shock in his heart, and took out the azure beads for a long time, and the strange 'sense of passage' reappeared.

As soon as his mind moved, Mo Fan followed the impulse in his heart and entered silently. In an instant, the world in front of him fell into darkness, and when he opened his eyes again, Mo Fan appeared in a strange place.

He was on a piece of sand, still sitting in the same position as before, and at the moment there was nothing under him, Mo Fan sat on the sand.

Soft sand, white and fine. The sea in front of you is as still as stagnant as water. Farther away, about a few hundred meters away, it was shrouded in thick fog, and it was not clear to see the opposite side......

It's a small island, and the island is slightly raised, like a turtle's back. It has a golf course-like turf, with only a few large trees growing on the middle slope. The tree is very large, the branches are winding and stretching, and I don't know if the seasons are related to the tree itself, and there are not many leaves on the tree. Under the big tree, a thatched hut stood abruptly......

Mo Fan still had a cigarette in his hand, took a puff, and walked towards the middle of the island.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the whole picture of the island, which is the shape of the turtle's back, and the island is not big, about two or three square kilometers. Three unknown trees, and then take a closer look at the peach tree, ten or twenty meters high, any big tree needs two people to embrace. There are also peaches on the tree, hanging from the bare branches, and it is very attractive to look at.

Mo Fan went to the thatched hut first, and there was a stone tablet standing in front of the thatched hut. The black stele has a metallic touch, cold and smooth, there are a few incomprehensible words written on it, the font is complex and full of beauty, like a seal script is not like an oracle bone inscription, the strokes of these words are complex, and there is an indescribable charm......

The thatched hut is not big, it should be about ten or twenty square meters, and there is a large yard. The courtyard is paved with floors and is made of the same material as the black stone monument, which is absolutely a product of the modern machinery industry. What shocked Mo Fan the most was the three skeletons scattered on the floor. The bones scattered in three places showed the color and texture of white jade, and the scattered range, a pile of bones scattered in the range of three square meters...... Is it a pterosaur bone? Or is it a bird bone?

"These bones are crafts?"

Mo Fan picked up a piece of bone, the smooth gemstone touched......

Mining in the Yukon, Mo Fan once dug mammoth ivory, the well-preserved frozen mammoth ivory has a solid and compact texture, soft and smooth color, and its body is as smooth as jade after processing, comparable to gemstones. But the texture of the bird bones here, if not processed, is incredible.

Mo Fan put the bones he picked up back in place, and according to his imagination, he watched the bones on the ground piece together the shape of bird bones in his mind......

"This bird...... Only one leg?"

"The Sun God Bird?"

"Bi Fang?"

Mo Fan thought of Bi Fang in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas". Bi Fang is also known as the fire crow, one foot, its shape is like a crane.

When I was in high school, I read the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and Mo Fan regarded it as a story book, a one-legged bird, which was easy to think of Bi Fang.

Bi Fang, the legend has one leg and two wings, and it is also said that it is two legs and one wing. It is said in ancient tales that Bi Fang ...... Like a bird, with two legs and one wing, it often causes strange disasters in others.

There is also a saying: Mu Sheng Bifang. Bi Fang is changed by wood spirits, and the shape is a bird, one foot, and does not eat grains.

"Overseas Southern Classic" says: "Bifang Bird is in the east, Qingshui in the west, and has only one foot." ”

Mo Fan likes to read novels about gods and ghosts, especially mythological stories, and piecing together the shape of the skeleton in his mind, the first thing that comes to mind is Bi Fang.

There is a clear spring next to the thatched hut, on which the leaves of peach trees float, and the water is crystal clear......

Push open the hut.

The hut is very simple, with a table, a bench, a bed, and a futon.

Wooden futons, on which are scattered human bones. The bones were petrified and very hard.

Mo Fan looked at it twice and looked at the pile of jade pieces on the table, which should be said to be jade slips.

The jade slip is 20 centimeters long, 2 centimeters wide, and less than 0.5 centimeters thick. The jade slips are piled up very high, at least more than 200 pieces, and there are still complex and charming words written on them, which Mo Fan can't understand......

There are 10 characters on a piece of jade, neat and tidy, as if it was mechanically carved.

Mo Fan picked up the jade slip and put it down again, without disrupting its order. Then he looked around, and saw nothing of great interest, so he came to the middle of the hut and knelt down in front of the futon bones.

Ancient China paid the most attention to etiquette, worship, in ancient times, it was the meaning of salutation. There are also many places in modern China where the prostration is practiced. Bow down to your parents, bow down to your ancestors, bow down to your master, and so on.

This space is about to be decided, and kneeling and bowing is the meaning of respect. This skeleton is likely to be the previous owner of the space, which can be regarded as a hello.

Mo Fan bowed respectfully three times, and the skeletal claws clenched by the skeleton in front of him suddenly loosened, revealing a small azure round barrel. The small round bucket is about the same size as half a piece of chalk, and it looks like a space bead in terms of color and material.