The place that Bandacsada is referring to is a house built at a crossroads. When the ancestors of the Zhangxiong people built the Dapeng Silver City, the holy well was excavated in the open air. It was only after the fame of the holy well spread that a house was built to put the holy well in it. This kind of legendary thing must be controlled accordingly, and no matter how good it is, it will be worthless.

Around that house, there are open posts and secret sentry posts everywhere, and the defense is not leaky. These guards are not for pretense, whether it is the monkey Dajue or Bandadatsado, they are given death orders, and as long as anyone approaches the holy well without the permission of Dajue, they will be killed.

The bright swords and spears emitted a terrifying cold light under the illumination of the lights, and the guards guarding the holy well were all wearing heavy armor that had been passed down from West Asia. Cold heavy armor, cold knives and guns, without a trace of temperature.

I began to feel unspeakably sad in my heart, and it was hard for me to imagine how much courage I must have had every day to desperately steal the water from the holy well in such a heavily guarded place.

"Let's go." Bandacsada did not look back, stood still and said, "Your friend, you should be saved by now. She'll be sent to our ancestral land, and you don't have to worry. ”

Bandaca looked directly into my heart, this young man was about my age, and yet, after so many ups and downs, my mind still seemed to be inferior to his.

Bandacsada led me to the house where the holy well was located, and as soon as someone approached, there was a clicking sound in the silent darkness around the house. The sound was not high, but it was like a firecracker, and it was clear that there were many guards lurking in the darkness that was out of reach.

The guards must have recognized Bandacsada and immediately went into hiding. At this moment, I already feel that the defense of this holy well seems to be a little too tight. If it were just a dry well, there would be no such battle.

Bandacado took out a bunch of keys and opened a heavy iron door with his own hands. The house is huge, the holy well, right in the middle.

Dozens of oil lamps were lit all around, and under the quietly burning lamps, I saw the legendary holy well.

From the outside, it was just an ordinary well, and I slowly walked to the side of the well and looked down.

The well was dark, and Bandacsaddo took out the wick from an oil lamp and threw it into the well. The wick was burning, emitting a small cloud of light, and the light reflected the scene in the well as it fell. I found out that it was indeed a dry well, and the wick fell to the bottom of the well and burned for a while before it gradually went out.

"This well, that's it?" I looked back at Bandacsada and was a little disappointed, and I guessed that there must be something extraordinary about the holy well, and even if it dried up, it would still be a holy well, but there was nothing noteworthy in the dark well.

"That's right." Bandacsada nodded, he probably didn't lie, before he took over the position of Da Jue, the real decision-maker was Monkey Dajue, and Monkey Dajue was a far-sighted person, and many situations were probably not told to Bandacado.

It has to be said that Monkey Dajue may not be a very qualified ruler, but he is a good father. He never told Bandacsada anything, not to hide it from the other party, he just wanted to take on everything he could bear, in that case, Bandacsada would be more relaxed.

As you can imagine, many things should have happened during the decades when Monkey Dajue took power, the drainage system of Ta'er Lake, and the nameless underground ancient city, including the secret gathering place of the Zhangxiong people in Central Asian countries. Monkey Dajue has done his best to find a way out for Zhangxiong, but so far, he has not succeeded.

Airplanes......

Just when I was disappointed, the wick at the bottom of the well, which had been extinguished, burst into flames again. According to my visual inspection, the ground should be about twenty meters away from the bottom of the well. The wellhead is open all year round and may not be deprived of oxygen for a while, however, it is definitely difficult to understand the re-burning of a wick that has been completely extinguished.

The re-burning wick immediately caught the attention of me and Bandacado, and the two of us stared at the wick motionlessly. The burning wick is like a beating heart, and the flames rise and fall.

More critically, I noticed that the wick was moving, moving in a northeasterly direction. I couldn't tell if there was something pulling the wick, but the wick was moving faster and faster, and when it moved close to the wall of the well, the flames suddenly exploded, and then the whole wick disappeared with the fire.

The wick disappeared very quickly, but in this short moment, I could see clearly.

The wick was as if it were a person, suddenly pulled out of sight by an indescribable force.

I'm not a civil engineering expert, but what happened right now immediately made me feel that there was room for something else under this holy well.

"Has anyone ever entered the well?"

"Yes." Bandatsara thought for a moment, then nodded.

That happened more than three years ago, when the holy well had just dried up. The drying up of the holy well is not a trivial matter for Dapeng Yincheng. Because the Zhangxiong people often associate one thing with the joy and anger of the gods, such as not raining for a long time, or the temperature dropping suddenly, they all believe that this is a way for the gods to express their emotions.

No one had ever entered the well for hundreds of years before it dried up. When the holy well dried up, the monkey Dajue sent people down to the bottom of the holy well to find out the cause of the dry up.

The man stayed under the holy well for a while, and I don't know if he had found out the situation, but when he came up, he reported back to the monkey in detail.

At that time, Banda Chado's age was not too young, and as the heir of the Banda family, Monkey Dajue also deliberately cultivated and sharpened him, and gave him many affairs, including some top secrets, and did not shy away from Banda Chado. However, in the matter of the holy well, the monkey Dajue did not say a word about Bandatchado.

Banda Chado once asked the monkey what the man had found under the holy well, but the monkey didn't say.

The man who surveyed the holy well was later gone, and he could not find it.

Since then, no one has ever entered the holy well, and the monkey Dajue once solemnly warned Bandacsada not to meddle in the affairs of the holy well, otherwise, it will cause the wrath of the gods and bring disaster to Dapeng Silver City.

The monkey Dajue was obviously scaring Bandacsada himself, who himself did not believe in the existence of gods in the world.

"I want to go down and have a look." I looked at the bottom of the well, which was already pitch black, and found clues here, and I definitely wanted to find out.

"Nope." Bandacsada immediately refused, fundamentally speaking, he now has the power of Da Jue, but he does not have the title of Da Jue, before the monkey Da Jue does not officially give way, Zhangxiong Da Jue is not fully Bandacsada.

It can be seen that Bandacsada has an iron law against his father's words, and the monkey Dajue does not allow him to meddle in the affairs of the holy well, and Bandacsada will not disobey it.

I tried to convince Bandacsada to beg for it. But Bandadatsado was unmoved, and no matter what I said, he would not allow me to enter the holy well.

At the end of the day, I had to give up. This may be the only time I will be able to get close to the Well, and once I get out of here, I will no longer be able to approach it in any way or by any means.

What's under the holy well? Could it be that this will also become a mystery that puzzles me, a mystery that I can't solve?

"Have you ever thought that this holy well may hide a secret, and this secret may affect the fate of many people?" I knew that there was no hope, but I was really unwilling, and I wanted to make one last effort to convince Bandacado.

"It's possible."

"Then why don't you let me go down and have a look?"

"I have no power." Bandacsada said seriously, "You have also said that my father may come back, and until he returns, I am only exercising the power of Great Awakening in his place, and no one can enter the holy well again unless he has his permission." ”

I muttered to myself that Bandacado was a dead eye, and at the same time felt powerless. It is almost impossible to convince Bandacsada to succeed, and wasting words here will not lead to anything. I took a few steps back, and walked out of the room with extreme reluctance and dissatisfaction.

Bandacado then followed, re-locking the heavy iron door. He probably knew that I was unhappy, so he followed behind and did not speak, and when we walked out of this intersection, he chased after him and said, "Messenger from Chang'an, do you want to see him?" The messenger is in the inn, and you have no place to live, but after seeing him, you can stay in the inn for the time being. ”

I was on fire in my heart, and I was angry, and I wanted to refuse. However, if you have a calm mind, you will know that you can't act rashly like this. I calmed down and followed Bandacsada towards the post house in Dapeng Silver City.

The scale of Dapeng Silver City cannot be compared with Chang'an, but the post house in the ancient city is very large. At that time, Zhangxiong was the only prosperous regime on the plateau, and Dapeng Yincheng was an important stop on the ancient Silk Road, where caravans from various countries often came and went, and envoys from various countries in the Western Regions also kept coming. There are more than 400 houses in the post house of Dapeng Silver City, which is divided into 16 large and small courtyards, which are continuous.

It's just that the current Zhangxiong is no longer the Zhangxiong of the past, there are no envoys, and the post house is like a forgotten place, sleeping in the silent night.

Bandaca found the person in charge of the inn, and he took us to the residence of the Tang envoy named Li Guan. The lights were on in the house, and Li Guan definitely hadn't rested yet.

The director of the post house informed Li Guan, and soon after, the door was opened, and when I saw this Tang envoy named Li Guan, I almost didn't come up in one breath.