Under the blazing sun, the huge stone weathered and peeled off, and a fish skull several meters high was actually hideously revealed from the rock formation, and the fish's eyes were as fierce as when they were alive, staring at the group of people passing by in front of it.

Perhaps it was living in such a magical place full of mysterious ruins of nature that made the Indians who came out of here so convinced of the power of fearing the gods!

But knowledge is a good thing, people still have to be educated, a group of uneducated Spanish marauders dug in people's old houses, tossed out of some slag ash cow bones, domestic garbage, there are actually a lot of Indian tribes on the side to rob, this head, the eldest lady has led a group of new "touch gold captains" to touch people's ancestral graves!

There is a hypothesis in later generations that the Aztecs and several civilizations of their ancestors were established by the descendants of the Yin Shang Dynasty after the fall of the Shang Dynasty by forcibly crossing the Bering Strait, although this hypothesis has not been recognized in the academic circles, but it is puzzling that the Aztecs, Maya, and the Shang Dynasty are too similar, the system of the integration of politics and religion, extremely convinced of witchcraft culture, large-scale blood sacrifices of living people, and extremely similar hieroglyphs, as well as pyramids.

The burial system of Meltez is also very similar to the burial system of the Ba people near the Yangtze River, not buried in the ground, but the corpses are packed in clay pots, hidden in the cracks of the cliffs, and under the blazing sun, small holes are like anthills, looming.

Found here, Mao Yue'er is a very big lady again, found a flat and shady earthen platform, sat elegantly with slender legs, and spread her hands with a sweet smile.

"Gentlemen, it's time to get started!"

"Good soldiers, they actually want to dig graves!"

With a sad mutter, the mallet took out the rope and the lamb pickaxe from the coat, spat twice in the palm of his hand, and then climbed up the nearest cliff next to him.

A joyful day of archaeology began.

…………

Archaeology is really a magical work, as if opening a time capsule, thousands of years ago the fragment of human life, joys and sorrows, seems to be so alive in front of the face, it is estimated that the year is not good, open the dusty jar lid, a bad smell of rancid smell dissipated, what catches the eye, is two hugging together dry corpses, look at that appearance, it should be a pair of mother and son, the mother carefully held the young child in her arms, even if it died for thousands of years, did not erase this feeling of licking calves.

There were few burial goods in the jar, except for a few living utensils, there was nothing else, sighed, Song Yongzhong closed the altar again, but this kung fu, he was not far away, but a loud sound sounded suddenly, and immediately, there was a roar of anger on the ground without accident.

"Attention, they're all relics! In the future, the empire will carry out large-scale archaeological work!"

"Aren't there just some broken jars and skeleton shelves......"

Looking back at Her Royal Highness the princess who was jumping on the ground in a hurry, the mallet muttered weakly.

As the sun gradually set over the western part of Loki Mountain, the afterglow slanted on the parched land, and the already red soil was reflected even more blood-red, perhaps this is the origin of the Aztec bloody sacrifice.

But after a tired day, the wool was not found, and now no one is in the mood to enjoy the afterglow of the sunset, a large cauldron is propped up, Xiao Duo is there with a big spoon to stir the field food, and the third few are holding the bowl and eating dullly. After looking at the dead bodies all day, this guy with the mallet was not even in the mood to eat, and his eyes were straight and he was fiddling with a string of prayer beads.

On the other end, there was also an eldest lady who also didn't have the heart to eat, sitting on the edge of the fire, Mao Yuer was still annoyed that she put the map and her large pile of tattered materials under the lamp, and kept flipping through them.

But this girl shouldn't be a studious material, turned a few pages, and suddenly she was irritated and rubbed the pile of Indian feathers on her head, and she hammered the map in annoyance and lost her temper.

"It shouldn't! It's definitely hidden here! ”

If you want to say that people are single, it is not for nothing, a large number of bachelors, all of them are pulling their own dinner, and only Song Yongzhong sighed, wiped the bamboo tube, gave her a bowl of dinner and sent it over, and put it next to the eldest lady, which was very cool and said coldly.

"Eat! Keep looking for it tomorrow!"

"Got it, got it!"

Full of irritability, Mao Yuer replied impatiently, but she still kept looking through the messy information at hand.

turned around and wanted to leave, but looking at her stubborn appearance, Song Yongzhong couldn't help but come back, lifted the bamboo tube containing the rice and put it directly in front of Mao Yu'er, the words were still those words, but the tone was a lot tougher.

"Eat, let's find it tomorrow!"

It was the first time that someone had spoken to him with such tough words, and Yu'er, who was looking at the cowhide map irritably, was obviously stunned, and looked at Song Yongzhong's iron face in the firelight in disbelief, and in the next second, something very magical happened.

Still humming impatiently, Yu'er finally threw down the map, regardless of the messy bird feathers on her head, picked up the wooden spoon, and was so unruly that she didn't have the image of a princess, and stuffed it into her small mouth with a big grin.

Not to mention, the big boss also has a time when his heart comes, Song Yongzhong would have turned around if he had been in the past, but maybe it was because he hadn't chatted with the opposite sex for too long, maybe it was Mao Yuer's arrogant personality that was more approachable to him, looking at the way she ate and gobbled up, subconsciously, Song Yongzhong sat next to her.

Of course, it was also taken at a certain distance.

"Miss, can I ask you a question?"

"Hmm~, ask."

"My subordinates really can't understand why you want to come to this wild place?"

"Do you want to be king, too?"

"I don't want to."

Gollum swallowed a mouthful of field food paste, but Mao Yuer's answer was simply beyond Song Yongzhong's expectations.

"I want to join the army, be a soldier!"

"Soldiering?"

I really don't think there is anything good to be a soldier, especially an advance soldier like him, who is simply dealing with death every day, Song Yongzhong really can't understand how Mao Yuer, a dignified princess, with golden branches and jade leaves, would want to deign to be a small soldier.

His iron face was full of disbelief, but with a rice bowl, Mao Yuer looked like a matter of course.

"That's right! Be a soldier!"

"My father is a soldier when he is a mother, my mother is also from a military family, half a soldier, a large circle of relatives in our family are all soldiers, why can't I be a soldier? The old man is not reasonable here! Promise openly, what do you secretly arrange for me? The Heart-to-Heart Art Troupe of the Jingshi Legion? Literary soldiers? Let me sing and dance with the sons and daughters of those heroes? Who do you look down on!! ”

The angry little mouth pouted, and Mao Yu'er shook her little fist viciously.

"Actually, it's not bad to be a literary soldier!"

The Dongjiang Literary and Art Corps was established at the time of the conquest, at that time, the big guy crossed the sea to rob the ......, cough cough, crossed the sea to conquer the traitor Tokugawa family, after all, the big guy had the idea of leaving his hometown, in order to boost morale, Mao Jue organized a group of handsome guys with high appearance and beautiful bodies, and the handsome chick organized a literary troupe to sing and dance for everyone and boost morale.

At that time, Song Yongzhong's deepest memory was that when he was only one or two taels of silver, people actually had more than ten taels of silver, not to mention, with the pan-entertainment advocated by Mao Jue, the Legion Art Troupe is still the easiest place to win stars, and now almost all of the major opera troupes, the pillars of the concert hall, and there are a large number of fans and sisters in and out, in short, compared with him Song Yongzhong, people's small days are one in the sky and one underground!

However, his heartfelt words stabbed the hornet's nest, jumped up, Princess Mao threw down her job and jumped up, her eyes were wide open, her female power was big, and she pointed at his nose and shouted.

"What do you say? Don't you look down on female soldiers? ”

In the end, it is a princess, and there is still a majesty! All of a sudden, Song Yongzhong was really startled, and his iron-masked character also collapsed, so he hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head: "My subordinates didn't mean that!" It doesn't mean that! Back then, his subordinates also served as the god of imperial artillery, the son of the Iron Lady, Lord Chunsun, who guarded Jilin Ula, how dare he look down on female soldiers!"

"You have guarded Jilin Ula with the Marquis of Thunder and Fire! After the destruction, you also participated in the key battle of Jin Jian's captivity? ”

The woman's face, the summer sky, has changed when it is said, as soon as this is mentioned, she was angry just now, and it turned cloudy and sunny all of a sudden, and even the big watery eyes showed a look of adoration, staring at Song Yongzhong's iron face with a wink.

"Tell me about it! Tell me!"

Not to mention, being so admired by the Jade Princess, even Song Yongzhong was slightly floating, and the lines on his face became slightly softer, and Song Qiwei also remembered the past.

"That battle was really not easy, Jilin Ula was built for a winter, half of the city has been occupied by Huang Taiji's army, in the city, they also used the return cannon, huge stones smashed on the city wall, more than one meter thick wall rumbled and broke a big hole, at that time, the Tartar cavalry rushed up like flowing water."

"At that time, I was an artillery guard, and I was not afraid of the jokes of the eldest lady, facing countless black pressure Tartar iron horses, my head was blank, I only knew that Mu Ran held the gun handle, waiting for the Tartar to come over for a while, killing one is enough, killing two to earn one, and when you die, you will be honored here, but at this time, Lord Sun stood up!"

"I still can't forget that scene, the sun just shone down through the gap, reflected on her royal hat pinned to Venus, especially dazzling, the door black and green military uniform, cloak drifting in the wind, that style ......"

"Stop!"

was thinking about the original Jin Ge Iron Horse, and he didn't stop with Mao Yu'er, and almost didn't let him bite his tongue, and finally he was able to pant evenly, and Captain Song couldn't help but stretch his face and asked sadly.

"Miss?"

But his face was suddenly full of excitement, rummaging through the pile of old papers that he didn't know which second-hand cultural relics dealer Mao Jue had picked up, and after a while, Mao Yuer turned her head excitedly like a nervous disorder.

"Lord Song, you just said that the sunlight shone in through the gap and shone right on Lord Sun's hat?"

"That's right, Miss, what's wrong?"

In the firelight, in the two huge cliffs like door panels, the sunlight just came in, and under the sun, a huge boulder like a giant turtle lay there lazily.

"Found it!"