The magnificent ruins lay in the dust, and everything that had once taken refuge beneath them was destroyed in its collapse. The so-called ruins, a trace of time crushing, a wilderness through which history has passed, are accidental and inevitable.

The ruins of the remnants of the Vatican tribe were buried under this swamp.

"There must have been a very thriving ancient city in the valley, which was deserted after the collapse of the Van Gon, the drainage system collapsed, the groundwater gushed up, and the rainwater carried the sediment and sludge for thousands of years, which flooded the whole city under water. It seems that the scale of the Vatican Relic City is very large, and what we see now is only a small one. Xijiang stroked the texture on the rock and said excitedly. "Finally, I found it, and it turned out that it was only one step away from it.."

Qiu Yan was also a little shocked, it is relatively rare for the ancient city to be flooded, this swamp is actually absolutely not large, and the ancient city at that time has developed to the edge of this basin, indicating that the civilization at that time has reached its peak. But in this case, the Vatican Relic City, Kai is also in the underwater sludge, so how to enter it.

At the same time, Li Mowu complained from the side. "Old man, I don't care what the city is left behind, since we have reached our destination, can we rest our feet first?" Tiredness burrowed from his feet into the flesh and bone marrow, and in an instant, he sat on a relatively dry stone like a mess of mud, looking like he still had the strength to stand up.

As soon as he said this, a kind of tension and tiredness from the depths of the soul came to an abrupt end, like a storm hitting everyone's body, and the mundane things of fatigue and irritability made everyone tired, and suddenly Qiu Yan also felt tired, and the muscles supporting the expression and a sharp standing posture were also very tiring.

"Then, we set up camp on the spot, and after so many days, it's time to adjust. Xijiang's expression was a little numb, and there was a faint tiredness in his voice. "I'll go over there and have a look."

Gradually, Xijiang's back was far out of Qiu Yan's sight, not that Qiu Yan's eyes were dim, but that Xijiang's emaciated back was like a clear stream, recording his thoughts. Time slipped away inadvertently, and the years also climbed up his body, he walked slowly, the sunset reflected on his body, wrapping him with a layer of golden brilliance, making his back look so tall, maybe he was not nostalgic for the Vatican City, nor the mysterious three-life bluestone, but those lost souls.

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Qiu Yan took off his coat and spread it on the stone to dry, Li Mowu wanted to start a smokeless stove, but he rummaged through his bags but didn't find any of them, it seemed that he had fallen off when the cave was chaotic, and he couldn't make a fire, so he made do with the lamp cotton on the fuel can. To Qiu Yan's surprise, the swamp here turned out to be saltwater, and it seems that there is a large salt marsh nearby connected by the water system, fortunately, the rain washed down from the canyon, and there is basically no smell on the mouth, otherwise everyone may even have a problem drinking water. Qiu Yan first put a few disinfectant tablets and boiled some water to drink, and then fetched water to clean his wounds.

After soaking in water for several hours, the skin on the body was wrinkled, the shoes and socks were taken off, the feet were all soaked white, and a layer of dead skin fell off when they were buttoned.

However, if the swamp is saltwater, the number of insects should be relatively small, at least there are unlikely to be saltwater leeches here, which is great news for everyone who is about to enter the depths of the swamp.

Xijiang handed Qiu Yan a cigarette, saying that this was soil smoke, and he used to bring some when he was pouring buckets and sand, so that he could get wet. This kind of damp method here, people will soak it in a week, and take a few puffs to top it, so as not to have problems with the bones of the body and even can't walk.

Qiu Yan took it and smoked it, the cigarette was wrapped in a plastic bag, but after the toss not long ago, it was also tidal, and I choked after a few puffs, and the tears flowed, but I did feel it, and I don't know if it was physiological or psychological, I felt a lot clearer when I smoked it, and the fatigue was not so obvious all of a sudden.

Li Mowu also asked him for it, and Xijiang pinched half of it for him. He clicked a few bites and it was gone, and he didn't give it to Xijiang if he wanted it. At this time, Qiu Yan saw that Le Jin was silent, looking at the swamp on the side thoughtfully, Xijiang probably felt embarrassed to be one less than him, so he also handed him half of it. Qiu Yan thought that he would not take it, because he had never seen Lejin smoking, and there was no tobacco smell on his body, but he didn't expect him to take it too, but he didn't light it, but put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Damn, you guy, if you don't know how to smoke, don't spoil things!" Li Mowu said angrily, looking at that look, he wanted to snatch it from Le Jin's mouth. "It's not for eating. ”

"You know what, eating tobacco is actually the same as smoking, nicotine binds to the brain nerve acetylcholine receptors, has similar biological activity to nicotine, and makes the central nervous system produce a smoking-like response, many people in foreign countries and Myanmar are chewing. Xijiang explained, but after speaking, he also felt puzzled, so he looked at Lejin. "But Mr. Le, you don't look like an old smoking gun, how do you know how to chew tobacco leaves, you have been to the sea?"

Le Jin shook his head, chewed a few bites, and spit tobacco on his hand to smear the wound on his palm. Qiu Yan glanced at it, only to see that the flesh of his palm was white and turned up, although there was no blood, but obviously the high temperature here also made it difficult for the wound to heal, after applying it, he looked at Xi JXJIANG and stared at him with suspicion and distrust, but he still didn't say anything, and turned his head to look at the swamp on the side, ignoring the crowd again.

Lejin seems to be secretive about his own situation, but Qiu Yan understands that a large part of these questions even he doesn't know the answers, "Not afraid of the past, not afraid of the future, it doesn't seem to have any connection with the world." This is his assessment of himself, and it is really apt to think about it once in a while.