Lao Xing entered the mountain despite the persuasion of the mountain people, he felt that he was a scientist and could not be intimidated by this kind of strange story. Moreover, according to the accounts of the mountain people, he did not experience it personally at that time, and he was still very young, coupled with the exaggeration of the villagers' narratives and the subjective conjectures of his youth.

Maybe the things at that time were not so terrible, it was just that a person was insane and killed people everywhere, and finally was killed by the whole village, in order to escape responsibility, he exaggerated the facts, and put all the responsibility on what happened to this man in the mountains.

Having said that, seeing the accompanying mountain people kneeling on the ground and bowing one by one, Lao Xing still decided to be cautious, so he applied for support and took a soldier assisted by the military into the mountain, and did not go too deep, but just took a closer look at the place where he had just entered.

But this time, I saw a lot of treasures.

In the past, few people came to this area, because this area was a large area inhabited by alien races, and the empire had never had a fixed management method for the management of this kind of place, and it could only be negotiated between the empire and the aliens, probably because something was discussed.

If it is in a town, it is better to say, in this kind of deep mountains and old forests, you may meet someone, and it is a trivial matter to seek money and kill people, and maybe you will be arrested and sold to the West as a slave. That is, Lao Xing, an old fritter, dares to camp and play in this kind of place.

Therefore, the empire has always thought that the monuments in this area are not worth letting people come and develop, and if something happens, it will not be enough for gas money.

As a result, after Lao Xing entered the mountain, he found a well-preserved primitive ethnic group building, which was hidden in the ravine between the first mountain and the second mountain, which was extremely hidden. The buildings preserved in the ethnic group have a clear ancient style and a strong sense of life.

In the photos sent by Lao Xing to Jing Santing, An Xiaoyu saw some stone and wood houses, the stone walls were covered with moss, and the wooden roofs were in tatters. In the weeds, you can vaguely see the roads and ridges from which the tribe comes from, about sixteen or seventeen households.

In the center of the group there is an ancient well along the stone, and the wheels on the ancient well have decayed and decayed, and the ropes have broken to the ground. There are also photos of simple everyday objects, covered in cobwebs and dust. There are even photographs with words written on animal bones, wood chips, and animal skins.

Jing Santing said: "This is the text of the small country I said at the beginning, although it is slightly different from the ancient times, but the most basic prototype is still the same. ”

An Xiaoyu nodded, and continued to flip back, basically the things on the photos are almost the same, but you always have to see them with your own eyes to have a specific dare, An Xiaoyu looked at the two photos, and then turned them as a picture book. At the end, it is the last entrance to the second mountain for the entire group.

At the entrance position, there stands a huge cyan stone gate, the style of the stone gate is very primitive, boxy, tall and big, there is no door, only a huge stone door frame, on the door post of the stone gate, carved layer by layer pattern, just like the totem pole in ancient times.

The momentum of the stone gate is very sufficient, although it has experienced tens of thousands of years, but it is still intact, the image is good, standing in the middle of the two cliffs, plus the long passage leading directly to the mountain in the back, so that An Xiaoyu feels the hidden breath in the stone gate.

After magnifying in, I saw the regiment on the gate post of Shimen, some mountains, rivers and plants, some birds and beasts, and some wind, frost, rain and snow, and there was nothing special about it. But in the very center of each layer, there is always a water vortex-like pattern.

"Does this pattern have any special significance?" Ann asked quietly.

Jing Santing thought for a while and shook his head and said, "At least not in this area, there are races or human races that worship spirals and whirlpools in other places, but this kind of belief is very rare, and there is no reason to spread it to this place." ”

"Of course, the possibility of omissions in previous studies cannot be ruled out."

An Xiaoyu expressed her understanding, looked at it for a while, and the flight attendant began to speak: "Arrive at the destination within ten minutes, please fasten your seat belt." ”

The two men fastened their seat belts, and with a violent tremor ... The plane landed.

After getting off the plane, An Xiaoyu followed Jing Santing with her bag on her back, and saw a wisp of cooking smoke floating in the woods in the distance, and after passing through the woods, she saw an empty field that had been cleared out, with a lot of tents and a large pot in the middle, the fragrance in the pot was spreading, and An Xiaoyu was a little hungry.

An old man with black and white hair got up from the wooden pier and walked towards Jing Santing: "Third child, it's just in time for dinner!" Come and taste it, pure game, it is illegal to eat it in China. ”

An Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, you still eat the law?

Pulling Jing Santing to sit down, Lao Xing's words opened, and while stirring around in the pot with a spoon, he told Jing Santing about his experience in the past few days.

An Xiaoyu looked at the meat in the pot, I don't know what kind of meat it is, the color is very pure, the texture is also very detailed, it is estimated to be chewy, and looking at the soup in the pot, it is rich in fat and very gluttonous.

Since arriving here, An Xiaoyu has become very quiet, which is probably because she has been trained after experiencing so many things, and she is used to carefully observing all the people first, and then understanding the whole thing, and then starting to use her brain.

So she gently turned on the iron cup and chopsticks handed over by a young soldier next to her, and after softly saying "thank you", she scooped a spoonful of soup into the cup, looked at the people around her, and listened to Lao Xing and Jing Santing talk about their findings.

"I think it's likely that this ruin, as we suspected, existed as the gatekeeper of the entrance to the Heavenly Spirit Domain. It may be Terrans, or other races, but they must have survived in this place for a long time. ”

"And according to the texts found, the inhabitants of the small country who lived here in ancient times are likely to have developed from this settlement, and the writing, living habits, utensils, and totems are almost the same."

"Either the Heavenly Spirit Domain collapsed back then, or the Heavenly Spirit Domain abandoned the gatekeepers, so they came out of the mountains and established a country. The country eventually dissipated in the midst of the war, leaving only the nearby hill villages behind. ”

That's why there is a legend like that among the mountain people. Whether it was because the Heavenly Spirit Domain was sacrosanct in the eyes of their ancestors, or because the entrance to the Heavenly Spirit Domain really had some means to stop outsiders, in short, there would definitely be a lot of danger on the way to enter the Heavenly Spirit Domain. ”

"Yesterday, we tentatively walked a little way inside the stone gate..."

Jing Santing finally didn't calm down when he heard this, and said anxiously: "Didn't you say that you would wait for me to come over?" Why did you just go in on your own? ”

Lao Xing stiffened his neck and said, "Waiting for you to come?" Is it useful to wait for you to come? It's not dangerous to wait for you to come? You are a researcher of ancient history, how can you come to an ancient ruin! As he spoke, he glanced at An Xiaoyu: "There is also a female student!" ”

An Xiaoyu almost didn't react, why was she lying down and getting shot?

Jing Santing was also unconvinced: "What's wrong with me studying ancient history?" It's all history, you were 20,000 years earlier than me, you were very good, huh? Telling you that there is danger is danger, and waiting for us to come over is more safe for your own good! ”

"Safe fart!" Lao Xing didn't want to talk to Jing Santing, so he reached out and picked up the spoon in his hand: "The meat is cooked." ”

Raising the pot a little, the little soldier who handed the cup to An Xiaoyu picked up the spoon and served the broth to the people around him one by one. These people next to him were either Lao Xing's subordinates or soldiers sent by the military, and they were very bored watching the two old men arguing, especially the two old men who had the most power to speak in this place.

An Xiaoyu had already tasted a spoonful in advance, and the mountain flavor was nothing more than that, and after the cup, he concentrated on dealing with the broth. As for what was inside the stone gate, anyway, she felt that Lao Xing and these soldiers didn't know how to do it, and she still had to rely on herself what was going on.

Besides, Lao Xing and Jing Santing have been friends for many years, it is estimated that they quarreled like this, and they can't hinder others from enhancing friendship!

After drinking a pot of broth and eating a few pieces of military dry food, An Xiaoyu felt very comfortable, and the frost wolf and the dust wolf also got out of the bag, and stood on An Xiaoyu's shoulder, and the people next to him were stunned. I've never seen anything like this, I came to the mountains to archaeology in civilian clothes, and then I brought two cats.

Lao Xing's eyes became more and more weird, and An Xiaoyu always felt that he was wondering if he was a female college student raised by Jing Santing.

I didn't care about their eyes, and they didn't say much.

Since you can follow Jing Santing to this place, it means that the relationship is very hard, I won't mess with you, and you don't drag us down, you can help when the time comes, we don't care if you die by yourself, it's better to die, it's not annoying to watch. That's probably what the rest of the people think.

The only thing that was different was the little soldier who just started handing An Xiaoyu a cup.

To tell the truth, this little soldier is very conspicuous in a group of people, most of these soldiers are soldiers from nearby military regions, because of regional relations, fierce folk customs, and burly bodies, this is a normal phenomenon. But this little warrior looks thin and small, and he looks weak, similar to An Xiaoyu.

Maybe it's because of the similar image, so it has a good impression of An Xiaoyu from the very beginning?

An Xiaoyu glanced at him, the little warrior blushed, nodded at her, and brushed the cup in a panic. A captain-like person next to him silently observed the two of them, watched the little soldier leave, and as soon as he turned around, he met An Xiaoyu's eyes.

Smiling at the captain, An Xiaoyu lowered her head and began to study the map.

After Jing Santing and Lao Xing were tired of arguing, they also returned to An Xiaoyu's side and asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

An Xiaoyu said: "There is nothing to say. ”

"Is this the road that leads to the mountains?" An Xiaoyu asked in the direction of the mountain range, holding an electronic map in his hand.

"Yes, it's this road, after going inside, there is no road, you have to walk through a rocky river beach, and then pass a mountain bag, you can see that ethnic settlement, and then there is no more on the map, you can only rely on vague positioning, find a way by yourself. And..."

And I don't know what is behind the stone gate.

An Xiaoyu looked at Jing Santing's worried look, and said with a smile: "I will do my best when the time comes." ”

"By the way, do you want to change your clothes? I think they should have the right fit for you. ”

Of course, it's the little warrior's clothes that fit, right? An Xiaoyu thought about it for a while, the two of them were really the same, the same height, and the same figure. An Xiaoyu himself is relatively petite, and he can shrink into a ball in the administrator's arms, and it is rare to see a boy who is the same size as him.

After thinking about it, An Xiaoyu shook her head: "No need, if it's really like what the mountain man said, it's useless to wear any clothes, and any snakes, insects, rats, ants, and mountains and mountains will have no effect on me." ”

I don't know if it's because I've stepped into the soul or because I'm sitting and watching the young master of the Dao, An Xiaoyu's tone began to have some of the flavor of an administrator, and it must have been arrogant to others, but Jing Santing believed it. He stretched out his hand and patted Ann Yu's shoulder:

"Then it's up to you."

The team leader on the other side looked at the old and the young, and sneered.

Toxic, right?