Sharjah Jean glanced at Crusell, his face full of incredulity. Crussell was also tired enough, and it had taken a lot of time and physical strength to clean up these stone platforms, but Crussell could only shrug his shoulders speechlessly, and the group had to prepare to come to the new construction site under the leadership of Sherpa to start work.

This area is not large, judging from the specifications, it is only about one-sixth of the size of the area just now, and there are no stone pillars and reliefs, and the stone platform is not as neatly regulated as there, the stone platform is high and bottom, and several called stone platforms are a little too lifted, the base is made of gravel, the soil is about half a person high, and a 20 cm thick stone slab is placed on it, and the human-shaped indentations of the stone platform are also made roughly, and the dents are also uneven, not so smooth and delicate, The words and patterns that originally surrounded the edges were omitted, and two stone slabs were even only shallowly chiseled, and one stone slab was not finished with a relief, which seemed to be a disaster judging from the relief patterns......

"That's right...... This is ......" Kerry rubbed his hands excitedly, and in Chen Badai's view, it was another big step towards the mentally ill community.

"This is what was left over from the time when they were about to abandon this Marumazu...... Kerry said.

"How so?" Chen Badai snorted and asked.

"Any nation, the standard of death is very high, especially the death ritual system with sacrificial rituals, there are strict regulations and procedures, from the specifications of the tomb, the production process and the shape can be inferred from the economic situation at that time, there is their heyday Maru Matsu, here has declined, they have no ability to strictly follow the ritual system to hold Maru Matsu, the reality forced them to have to be shoddy...... But they were trying to ask the gods for forgiveness...... Here is another record of Annasum...... And more than once, promised the gods Annasum to atone for their sins...... "Kerry explained.

"It sounds like this......" Chen Badai suddenly realized that the famous pyramid of Khufu was the heyday of Egypt, so it was built the largest, but with some weak pharaohs, the pyramid became smaller and smaller......

"The altar of the Holy Spirit that they had placed was not finished either...... Kerry added.

"Huh?" Chen Badai also felt that these stone platforms here were a little messy, not as scattered as those over there, if what Kerry said was true, then it seemed that they had built it in a very hasty manner.

They made the altar of the Holy Spirit in the form of a sun...... But here it is not finished at all...... The altar of the Holy Spirit over there formed the shape of three suns...... Here...... Well, it seems that they didn't finish it at all, so they gave up here...... Here...... Here...... And here's ...... The altar of the Holy Spirit should be set down...... But they can't do it anymore...... And here's ...... It stands to reason that there should be stone pillars and reliefs...... "Kerry circled around, muttering and dancing here and there, simulating in his mind what a complete Marumatsu should look like.

"Strange...... The head of the altar should be pointing north...... According to their constellations, this is where the gods departed...... But why is this pointing west? "Kerry suddenly noticed an important problem, the stone platform was placed in the wrong direction......

"Why...... Why...... What the hell made them do this? Kerry crouched down again and tore his hair in pain......

"Wang Xingguo, I think we're in trouble......" Seeing that Kerry entered the fourth layer of mental illness, Chen Badai was a little helpless, and said to Wang Xingguo on the walkie-talkie that he felt it would be better to let Wang Xingguo come back to deal with it.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xingguo asked a little strangely.

"The dog is crazy...... Chen Badai said helplessly.

"Hmm...... Is it serious? Wang Xingguo heard Chen Badai's ridicule.

"I don't know...... Anyway, I don't think he's saved. ”

"Let him finish it as soon as possible, and if he can make it, leave the ...... by tonight," Wang Xingguo said.

"Huh...... Definitely can't catch ......," Chen Badai sneered.

"Hmm...... That...... We'll be looking for a campsite to spend the night in an hour at the latest......"

"I'll talk about it when you get back." Chen Badai looked at Kerry helplessly, feeling that Wang Xingguo's plan was still a little too optimistic.

While everyone was busy, Crussell took the time to quietly walk to Sharjah's side and whispered to him, "Be sure to let Kerry's research be completed." ”

"Huh?" Sharjah Jean was so tired that he couldn't lift his hand, and he didn't react for a while.

"Gotta get Kerry done with his research......" Krussell whispered, glancing at the nearby Sherpas. Sherpa was trying to tear a rattan away from a stone platform, not noticing them.

"I'm only interested in that pirate treasure, and I have nothing else to ......" Sharjah sneered, "Min, don't you just want to find Loulan?" ”

"If you're willing to follow my advice and Dick's, you won't be so embarrassed." Mr. Min replied softly or hard, expressing his dissatisfaction with Sharjah Jean.

"Sell the materials to you and watch you keep them to yourself?" Sharjah Jean was also unhappy at this time.

"Gentlemen, we must be united, and if you think about it, if they are a lost people, this is a great discovery in the history of learning......" Crussell said in a low and anxious voice.

"Huh? What else can archaeology mean besides spending money? Are you here for academic achievement? Sharjah Jean sneered.

"Any stone here will drive those who study history crazy and generally offer high prices...... It's worth more than a pirate treasure! "And you, the funder and discoverer of this event, will have your name on any literature mentioned in the future......"

In fact, Sharjah Jean has no interest in these stones, he just wants to have something unique, so that he can squeeze into the upper class, so that no one can despise him, a rich man who has come out of the bottom.

Sharjahjan's ancestors were the lower surnames of India, in that hierarchical part of India, the lower surname means the day of never coming out, his ancestors embarked on the road of navigation during the British colonial period, and settled in England after a few generations, although the accumulation of several generations has countless wealth, but still can not wash away the shame of being an inferior surname, Sharjah Jean once returned to India, and saw those so-called high surnames mercilessly mocking themselves, he vowed to one day mock them in the same way.

If...... This is really as Crussell said, this is the place where human history can be turned upside down, and all the literature will have its own name, which is an incomparable temptation for Sharjahjan......

"Believe me, it's important...... Crussell saw Sharjah hesitate a little, and said, "We are not forbidden hunters for money, it is our purpose to pass it on through the ages, think about you in India...... No, the status of the whole world will be improved because of this......"

"Uh...... I hope so. Sharjah let go, now it seems that the safety can still be guaranteed, the cannibals did not chase in, when he heard the word status, Sharjah let feel that he could take a little risk.

"Min, what do you think?" Sharjah Jean sought Mr. Min's opinion.

"I think we can get rid of the cannibals, and we can continue to search for treasure...... Mr. Min said, of course he didn't want to give up at this time, and Krussell's proposal would at least delay more time.

"Deal!" Crussell stretched out his hand, Sharjah hesitated for a moment, and also stretched out his hand to shake him, "Deal......"

Krussell smiled, even if he couldn't find the Skeleton Crown or the Pirate Treasure, these stones were enough to make him worry about expenses for the rest of his life.

"Min, you go talk to your people!" Crussell said.

"No, you're the leader, you talk to him." Mr. Min refused, and then smiled, "You are Dick's agent, representing Dick...... And my interests. ”