"No, he must be here, I can sense it. What the wishful insect can sense, so can I. Bao Toad murmured.

The strange insect had folded its wings and crouched in the palm of the toad's hand.

"Where is he? Where did he go? Bao Toad slowly patrolled in all directions.

According to my thoughts, once it is confirmed that Zuo Fengshou is not in the Valley of Petroglyphs, then we should immediately evacuate and choose another location to continue our search. In my opinion, the place where the mirage appears is still one of the most suspicious places. When Zuo Fengshou and the others disappeared, I was greatly shocked, perhaps the search was not careful enough. If you can get to the scene again, there is a good chance that you will be able to find new clues.

"Bao Chan, let's evacuate." I say.

Bao Toad ignored my words, continued to look around blankly, and then slowly walked forward.

I followed her all the way to the end of the cave.

There was also a longitudinal stone gap, but it was extremely narrow, only three inches wide at its widest point. The wind can pour in, but people can't squeeze it out sideways.

The closer you get to the stone gap, the more you feel the strong wind cutting your face, like a knife.

"There's nothing wrong with staying here, let's go, to the place where the mirage appears." Again, I propose.

"My mind is messed up, my mind is messed up...... The wishworm is clearly telling me that this is the right place. If you don't believe me, I can marry the worm to you, drive it with your thoughts, and search for it repeatedly. You are not a Gu seedling, your spirituality should be more accurate. Bao Toad said.

I don't want to agree rashly, because driving Gu worms is a troublesome thing that can't be explained, can't be explained, can't be finished, and can't be cut endlessly. What's more, we have already followed the Gu worm's guidance here, and there is no point in repeating the search.

"I believe in you, and I believe in Ruyi worms, maybe Zuo Fengshou came and went. Therefore, we should change the search location, seize the time, and contact him. I said.

This time, Bao Toad was finally moved by my words, and walked back with me.

At the corner of the third and second caves, I inadvertently glanced back, and suddenly a little chill appeared in my field of vision.

I stopped, turned slowly, and searched for where the cold glow had come from.

It's morning, and the sunlight is diffusing through the opening of the cave, refracting through the ground, and falling on the rock wall. The light is not very strong, so even if there are places on the rock wall that reflect sunlight, they are only occasionally visible at the right angle.

If I hadn't caught a glimpse of that chill, I would have gone straight back, through the rock gap, and out of the petroglyph valley.

Petroglyphs are not reflective, and there are no crystals on the rock wall that can reflect light, so where does the cold light come from?

As a rough estimate, Hanmang is located in the middle of the third section of the cavern, and is in the middle of the rock face, that is, within 15 to 2 meters above the ground.

"What's the matter?" Bao Toad had already taken seven or eight steps, and turned back unwillingly.

"I found a shining spot, you wait, I'll go back and take a look." I say.

I returned to the middle of the third cavern and searched the rock face for a while, finally finding a depression the size of a thumb cap. It's slightly lower than the rock wall, and it's especially difficult to reflect light, so it's really hard to see it.

"There doesn't seem to be anything peculiar—" I was a little stunned.

The dots were not metallic, as if they had been repeatedly polished by someone through the hollows of the rock wall.

"Is it a mark? Is there some kind of mystery here? "I tried to expand my thinking, but I couldn't get the point.

When I took two steps back and looked at the entire rock wall, I vaguely noticed that the petroglyphs were about a war.

This kind of theme is very common, the life of the ancient people is unremarkable, and only the brutal war with rivers of blood and corpses everywhere will stimulate people's desire to express.

"Does the war have anything to do with the dots? The specially treated dots are meant to tell those who come after them that the war has some unique significance? I asked myself in a low voice.

The lines of the petroglyphs are very rough, and the structure of the figures is not proportional, which is very grotesque.

Many folk artists regard the petroglyphs as alien relics because the characters in them are out of tune and too far from reality. Of course, people who really have historical knowledge and painting cultivation will know that the ancient folk painting art has not reached the theoretical height of "painting bones, flesh and blood, and texture", and it is not easy to paint the surface appearance, and it is impossible to pursue the realm of god-likeness and unity of form.

In my eyes, the characters, weapons, and chariots on both sides of the battle are extremely rudimentary, for example, a chariot has only one box and four wheels, and there is not even a drawing of the horse pulling the cart. Others had extremely short weapons in their hands, only a little longer than their arms, and they were neither swords nor spears, and it was impossible for them to participate in the fight between the two armies.

Rock paintings can never be compared with Dunhuang murals, otherwise, its artistic value has long been sought after by tourists, just manual trampling, but also for the rock art valley to step out of a mountain road.

Dunhuang is surrounded by the Gobi Desert, and the only few mountains are also half-high sandstone mountains, with very poor or even no greening, only bare hills. However, the chaotic mountains to the south and west of Luopan Village are covered with green trees, which is very rare in the desert.

By the time I realized this, Bao Toad had already walked back.

"What did you find?" Bao Toad asked.

"This is an oasis mountain, and there must have been a large number of people living in the past, which left a huge number of petroglyphs. If we learn from the conservation experience of this mountain, we will definitely be able to open up more oases in the great desert and change the appearance of the Gobi. "I didn't answer the question.

Desertification is the biggest pain point in the world, and various countries are carrying out desert greening work, but with little effect, often the results of years of labor are swallowed up by the black wind and sand overnight.

"There is water under the oasis, and there is water under the mountain." Bao Toad replied.

This can also be understood from the appearance of mirages, water vapor transpiration is an indispensable prerequisite for mirages, if this place becomes a pure desert, the climate is dry, and the evaporation is serious, then there can be no shadow of mirage.

"Let's go, let's go." Bao Toad and I looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and turned our heads at the same time.

When I was about to reach the stone gap at the entrance of the cave, I thought of Baoyu and Baobao. After dealing with the Tank gangsters, they should be waiting outside the cave for us to get out. The strength of four people is always stronger than two people, and it will be at least more efficient to search the location where the mirage appeared.

The two young men were very skillful in drawing their guns, and they must have practiced thousands of times. The Snow Bodhisattva sent the two of them out with him, and he must have trusted them quite a lot.

"Guns are a weapon invented by human beings to kill people, and the more advanced the weapon, the more convenient it is to kill people, so there will be more and more frequent shootings in cities in the United States, causing great harm to innocent people. On the contrary, Chinese mainland, like several other advanced countries, is a ban on guns throughout its territory to protect the safety of its citizens to the greatest extent possible – guns, guns, weapons...... The men in the petroglyphs are armed with firearms...... "This strange thought suddenly came to my mind.

Humans first invented the spear, which is similar in length to a spear and has a barrel more than a meter long, which can be used as a stick in times of crisis.

Humans later shortened the barrel of the gun and invented the shotgun. Later, humans invented short guns, pistols, and even miniature pistols.

If the weapons held by the people in the petroglyphs are regarded as short guns, and the four-wheeled chariot is regarded as a modern jeep, then the war on the petroglyphs took place in modern times.

"A car...... The car ...... of the Russians That's what just happened! "I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I subconsciously stopped, my hands on my temples.

This is a crazy idea, no one in modern times uses rock paintings to write notes, you can get a pen and paper to write, a camera to shoot, simple, fast, real and reliable. Moreover, I can't guess who would paint the war of a few days ago on the rock wall, and his behavior is completely ridiculous and stupid.

Bao Toad was the first to come out of the stone gap and looked back at me.

I stopped in front of the stone crevice, pressed my fists hard against my temples, and thought wholeheartedly.

"If that painting depicts a night battle scene, it must have something to do with Zuo Fengshou's whereabouts. His disappearance in the mirage is equivalent to his disappearance in the petroglyphs, so the tracking of the wishful worm here has come to an end and cannot be continued. Bao Chan said that Zuo Fengshou would definitely come here, but he didn't expect Zuo Fengshou to exist in the rock paintings. This situation is the same as when some people look at a painting and 'enter the painting'. No, I have to go back and take a good look at the painting, maybe I can find Zuo Fengshou's whereabouts......" My hands were propped up on the stone gap, looking outward, but I couldn't see anything, just "introspecting" with all my might, looking for answers to countless puzzles in the depths of my heart.

If ordinary ideas are poor, only crazy ideas that pop up can solve the problem.

"Mr. Long, come out." Someone was calling me, it seemed to be Baoyu's voice.

I gritted my teeth and continued to ponder: "What does the mirage have to do with the petroglyph valley?" Zuo Fengshou called back, was it to tell Bao Chan that he was in the Valley of Rock Paintings? Did Zuo Fengshou realize that the war had already entered the painting? If he is in the painting, is he dead or alive? Is the existence of the Valley of Petroglyphs a place to collect the souls of the dead? With so many paintings on the walls, does each one represent a true story......"

If I had a supercomputer in front of me, I would have entered these questions quickly, hoping for feedback from big data and supercomputing units, but now I have empty hands and nothing, and I can only ask and answer all my questions.

"Come out, come out and talk about it." Baoyu called again.

"I'll go back and see, I have to go back and see, I can't go out, and as soon as I get out, these thoughts ......disappear," I muttered, turning slowly and staggering like sleepwalking.

The cry behind him became more urgent: "Mr. Long, where are you going?" If we don't come out, we're going to shoot! ”

I didn't pay attention to it at all, and all my thoughts were left "Zuo Fengshou, petroglyphs, Zuo Fengshou, petroglyphs".

There was a snap of the bullet,* and the bullet bounced off my feet, the splinters crashing into my ankles.

Instead of making a sound, I leaned inside the rock wall and ran wildly, getting out of the pistol's effective range in a matter of seconds.

When I entered the third cavern, I didn't hesitate to rush to the glowing spot.

This time, the petroglyphs I saw were not just works of art with rough lines, but more like a makeshift combat sand table. I found the car of the Russians, the "weird chariot" with a box and four wheels, and the left harvest in the upper right corner of the picture.

From his position, as soon as the battle began, he retreated and hid, always outside the fight, properly alone, as if he were an outsider.

"He didn't fight for the great cause of the Yellow Flower Society like the others in Luopan Village. On the contrary, he has his own special ideas. "I stared at Zuo Fengshou in the painting, and immediately understood that Huanghua would overestimate his authority.

The ancients were loyal and righteous, and they must fulfill their promises, so they left the famous sentence of "Ji Bu Yinuo, weighing more than a thousand gold".

Up to now, there are too many moral temptations in society, and very few people keep their promises, and they value their lives over righteousness. So, on the surface, Zuo Fengshou led the people of Luopan Village and bowed his head to the Yellow Flower Society, but in fact, he had his own plans.

"Zuo Fengshou retreated, fled from the main battlefield, and then did not disappear in the mirage, but came straight here and painted on the rock wall - is that so? But what was the purpose of his petroglyphs? "I just solved a puzzle and was blocked by another one.