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The camera also focused on the place where Jenny screamed, and the scene reflected in the eyes of tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room was suddenly terrifying.

"Dry bones!"

Patches of dry bones, piles and piles of discarded at will.

There are also skulls that are separated from their bodies, mixed in a chaotic way, and hooked up with the surrounding rugged vines, some of which even pass through the cracks of dry bones. Some of the dry bones of the multi-legged reptiles crawled slowly.

The skulls, with their wide, hollow eyes, stared straight ahead, as if they wanted to remember the scene before they died. More often than not, the frightened mouth of the dead was wide open, perhaps telling the grudge and unwillingness that no one cared about for a hundred years.

Jenny's scream was caused by a slight stumble, and then a skull was found in the vine with her palm.

The audience in the live broadcast room was still annoying why this woman was screaming again, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they instantly fell silent, and then the exaggerated discussions began to continue. How terrifying could such a primitive place be such a huge burial ground?

"What's going on?"

"Congo massacre?"

"I've heard that the Congo is going on and that millions of people have died over the years. ”

"What a horrible place. ”

"Everyone, don't guess. If you know a little about Congolese history, it is not difficult to find that the colonization of the Congo by Western countries is simply a chronicle of blood and fire...... It is very similar to the history of our country when it was ravaged by foreign powers. ”

This is the third time Chen Ergou has seen people in so many days, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of scene. Didn't blame anything, picked up the frightened Jenny. Then he cut down a branch and swept it around with a dead leaf. Everyone followed suit, and found that the scope of this dry bone was really not small, not to mention that there were thousands of people. Perhaps more has rotted and nourished this jungle, but it is impossible to ignore what has happened here.

…… It's hard to imagine what horrible things have ever happened here.

Such an environment is extremely easy to breed horror and disgust. If this were a tomb robbery novel, the author would immediately attack the protagonist with a film of corpses, and then the author would take the opportunity to write several chapters of intense and blockbuster stories. But there is only a jungle in front of you, and the primeval jungle of the Congo has a super self-healing ability, and it is difficult for any non-existent creature to gain a foothold for a long time without leaving the environment, so they are just dry bones.

"Quack~~"

The strange bird that came from nowhere screamed above everyone's heads, and the agitated people got goosebumps.

"White bones are like birds flying like mountains", it is all so.

Everyone was also silent, maybe they had the answer in their hearts, but no one said anything when they stepped on such a huge mountain of dry bones.

"Can we bury them?" asked Anthony a foolish question.

Chen Ergou shook his head and said, "It's not for us to get it, just let them sleep here quietly." There is a saying in China that it is difficult for the mud bodhisattva to cross the river and protect himself, so it is better to take care of himself first. Let's move on, and maybe the answer ahead will give us the answers we want. ”

"I want to take some pictures?" Jenny also calmed down.

"Yes. Chen Ergou said: "Everyone be careful, follow my pace, shrink the team a little more, don't drag it too long." ”

A few photos and a set of shots recorded by the dog's egg shoot can be regarded as bringing back this dry bone that has been sealed for many years.

But so what, it's just a record.

The farther I went, I found a huge pool of mud, which was also the unsightly yellow scar in the green seen in the distance.

This is clearly a man-made trace, and there were people who once panned here for ore.

Perhaps many years ago, Western colonists mined diamonds in the area.

It is a method of washing ore, mixing the ore with water, stirring it into a slurry, and then using tools or simply driving black slaves into the mud, using their bodies to mash the mixture into a mess, and the heavier diamond-containing ore sinks to the bottom. The colonists will push it to the side and take their time to sift through it.

The fact couldn't be more obvious, it was done by a group of Western colonizers many years ago. Now the mountain is calm again, and only the ugly scar of the wound remains.

"Alas~!" Old Baker suddenly sighed and said, "Hundreds of years ago, Westerners discovered this mysterious jungle, and they came with guns and cannons in warships. It's like walking from one world to another. Westerners brought to the Congo revolution, conquest, trade, pioneers of the gospel, but also slaughter and slavery, hatred. ”

"Professor, is this the description at the end of Connelly's Heart-of-Darkness?"

Jenny used to hold the old man who seemed to be crumbling.

Old Baker took off his hat and said, "Yes, Connelly is just one of the adventurers. What happened here for hundreds of years and is still happening today is simply the truest portrayal of human development......"

With the vigor of his lecture, he talked about a century-old bloody case that had been sealed in the dust.

Chen Ergou didn't bother, and listened to this untold story with the two students and the audience in the live broadcast room.

The Congolese jungle is rich in diamonds, animals, ivory, gold and all kinds of minerals...... And then there is the mysterious Congo River, which is like a road of wealth that all greedy, conquerors, and adventurers yearn for and awe. The rivers feed the vast forests and land, as well as the resources for the lives of tens of millions of blacks in the Congolese region.

Hundreds of years ago, it was a mysterious unmarried maiden. But the explorers came first, with white skin, white suits of gentlemen, and hideous barrels on their backs.

They are not great nature lovers, just for fame and money. When they had completed their exploration of the Congo first, and had returned home with fame and fortune, an army followed them with warships and cannons.

As soon as the mysterious girl's thighs were opened, countless greedy people swarmed and fired their guns and cannons at the guards' poison darts and bows and arrows, and the results were beyond doubt. So the blacks fell, chained and collared around their necks, hands and feet, and forced to work and even traded as slaves.

Around the 16th century, the port of Boma at the mouth of the Congo became one of the large slave trading places on the west coast, and the Portuguese (at that time it was still the territory of the Portuguese), the Danes, the British, and the French, became the first robbers of the maiden Fangze.

Later, a very famous Belgian explorer named Henry Morton Stanley came to Congo and brought back important expeditions to his king, which directly led to the Belgian king's infamous Berlin Conference in 1884. (The white-suited villain in the movie "The Return of Mount Tai" screened some time ago, I heard that the prototype was him, but he was not killed by the crocodile, but went home with fame and fortune!)

In those days, black laborers were very miserable, with hands and feet cut off at every turn, and heavy chains and shackles around their necks. What an imaginary treatment of Chinese laborers in history.

Even now that Congo has been established, the wounds are only slowly festering from the outside to the inside.

Since World War II, there have been few major wars in the world, except for a few wars waged by the United States. But millions of Congolese people have died over the years.

Looking at the pool of yellow soup that could not be solidified in front of him, it was vaguely conceivable that there were countless black people digging mud here and washing with water non-stop.

Chen Ergou didn't want to make the atmosphere so heavy, and said, "There are also good explorers, such as the famous Victoria Falls discoverer, David Livingstone. He was a Scottish physician and missionary who preached and opposed the slave trade and died here. ”

Old Baker smiled and said, "Yes, that's what Cornelly calls the 'precursors of the gospel' in Cornelly's novel, but I think that people here have their own lives, and they didn't need any gospel in the first place." ”

"You're right. Chen Ergou smiled and said, "It's not early, we still have to hurry." Anthony probably didn't want to run around with such a heavy fish for a long time. ”

"Huh?" Anthony was stunned, "It's okay, I'm okay." It's just that the flies are a little annoying. ”

"Then move on. Trust me, when you get to the place and set up another camp, it'll turn into a tongue-biting meal. ”

The Chinese man in front of him really subverts the image of Chinese in the minds of Americans, he is always so confident, as if this barren jungle is not a dangerous wilderness but his back garden, which is convincing!

Chen Ergou also began to collect some food accessories along the way, and there are a lot of fruits here. In particular, banana trees and mangoes, which everyone eats as lunch, have already eaten several bunches. For three people who have been hungry for a long time, they are simply the most beautiful fruits of time.

Halfway up the mountain, the surroundings have changed again.

The trees look weird, like the Treant race from the Lord of the Rings universe, walking around the jungle.

By here, there are fewer annoying vines and shrubs.

On the ground, only the thick roots of the veins of the trees that protrude from the ground are spreading, and the spider webs occupy the positive area, and also squeeze the living space of all the surrounding plants.

The towering single tree, the single tree into the forest, the tree lord, the devil's claw, all kinds of strange images, are breathtaking.

At this moment, there was a sudden babbling noise in the forest ahead, some like babies crying, some like women screaming, some like fighting and howling, and some like loud laughter.

Chen Ergou stopped and listened, these shouts were very similar to people, and when he heard such a sound inadvertently, he would think that there was a group of primitive human beings living in front of him.

"Is that a herd of baboons?" asked Old Baker.

"Yes, there's quite a bit of sound to hear. Chen Ergou said: "If the number exceeds 300...... No, 200 or even more than 100 of them would be the most troublesome thing I would ever encounter, even more so than encountering an elephant alone. ”

"Baboons are smart and react a bit like people. They'll throw rocks, fruits, and even the right ones at you on the trunks. He also grabs a wooden stick as a weapon. Even if you have a shotgun, it will be out of range and taunt you with a crotch at you. ”

"They are a bit moody, and sometimes they can be as docile as cats crouching on tree trunks, and then they will fight fiercely. It is also susceptible to infection by other baboons. Don't touch the little baboon, that will cause all the baboons to attack en masse. They will chase you and attack non-stop, and they won't be able to run away. Don't think of them as simple monkeys, once they get angry and attack in groups, they can tear leopards apart. ”

"Even the big man in the baboon can weigh up to 70 kilograms and can already fight hand-to-hand with adults. They also have very good eyesight, equivalent to eight times the size of a telescope, and may have spotted us. ”

For the sake of prudence, Chen Ergou made some more instructions: "Everyone put away the knives, and Anthony put the fish in the backpack and zipped it." Don't be hostile to baboons and don't take pictures of them. ”

"If the baboons were angry, it would be a very terrible sight. ”

It was the first time he was so stern that everyone unconsciously complied, "OK, we'll be careful." ”