We brought almost everything we could and prepared a few buckets of silt. I didn't dare to light a big bonfire, I made a small carbon pile, and the fat man didn't dare to cook canned food for dinner, so he put the stove outside the ruins.

We reckon the snakes would start moving after the fog cleared, so we didn't panic at dusk, I helped the fat man cook, and the stuffy oil bottle watched from the top to help us watch the wind.

But the fat man moves very fast, and I can't actually help much, and I am in a daze on the side after opening the can.

The fat man annoys me the most, he said that I am a Lin Daiyu, I don't know what to think about all day long, how can there be so many things in this world to ponder, and if you live without heart and lungs, you will also kick your legs to death, and you will also kick your legs to death if you do everything, anyway, the ending is the same, what do you care about the fetters in the middle of the fuck.

I was a little surprised when I heard it, the fat man would use the word fetters, and after a while, I realized that he was talking about "J eggs", and I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Just as I was pondering, I heard the fat man call me: "I said naïve, what do you think little brother is doing?" ”

I retracted my spirit, looked up and saw that the stuffy oil bottle in the temple was rubbing the stone wall with something, and I exclaimed, "What's the matter?" ”

The stuffy oil bottle ignored me and continued to dry, or maybe he didn't hear it.

I've done almost everything here, and I'm interested, so I put down the canning knife and climbed up. Walking around him from the cloister of the temple, he saw that he was plastering the walls with carbon from the campfire, as if he was trying to rub something. I asked him what he was doing, and he pointed to the stone next to him, "I just found it." ”

The walls were blackened in large chunks, and I blew on them with my mouth, and found that the stone walls had reliefs that had been almost smoothed out.

"It's basically invisible under the rì light, and only when you apply toner, will there be a yīn shadow, and you can distinguish it." He said, picking another piece from the campfire and smearing it.

The black sè smeared on the rock, the light and shadow changed, I shook it a little, found a suitable position, and the relief on the stone appeared. I saw a large number of snakes. It's hard to tell, the light and shadow are moving, and the snake shadow is floating as if it is alive.

As we continued to smear, we saw ancient reliefs on the rocks here, which, after so many years, were still in full shape, and emerged like magic under the smearing of the smouldering bottles.

He couldn't stand on his feet when he finished painting, so I immediately held him up, and after reading it, he said, "This is about the snakes." ”

"What are you talking about?" I asked. Because I can't see it very clearly.

"I can't understand it all at once." He said, "You have to think about it slowly." ”

I'm very interested in these things, and I haven't seen much of the history here. Ignorance of this place is the most direct reason why we are in this situation, so I moved my body to find the best angle and put in the effort to take a closer look.

Looking at them one by one, I don't know what they mean, I don't know what they mean, there are many things expressed on the reliefs, some seem to be sacrifices, some seem to be a ritual, and I really can't say anything.

Looking at it half-guessing, half-pondering, I felt that there were a few pictures that seemed to say that the ancestors here enshrined these poisonous snakes with cockscombs, and they threw clay pots into some holes one by one, as if they were the kind of stone towers with square holes seen on the road, and a large number of poisonous snakes began to burrow into the broken clay pots. There are sacrifices presiding over the ceremony, and many people kneel around.

It turns out that these sacrifices are sacrificed to the snakes here, do the people here regard this poisonous snake as a god? However, this is not unusual, the worship of poisonous snakes is very common, the ancients did not know the poison of poisonous snakes, only knew that they would die after being bitten, and looking at such a small wound to kill people, they would think that it was caused by magic. Many of China's ethnic minorities worship snakes.

These cockscomb snakes may like to eat the eggs of the corpse turtle king, but the eggs of the corpse turtle king should be poisonous, which is more poisonous between this snake and the corpse turtle?

The stuffy oil bottle moved its body, and the relief on the side was a lot of figures holding spears, fighting with the ancestors dressed up, and many people's bodies were pierced by spears, which seemed to be a war.

The battle situation seems to be unfavorable to the side of the Western Queen Mother, because the number of the Western Queen Mother is obviously much smaller than that of the other side. And the Western Queen Mother Kingdom is all infantry, and cavalry can still be seen in the opposing team. The enemy commander was at the back of the line, sitting in a cart pulled by eight horses. The Queen Mother of the West is not seen in the relief. All the relief shapes are jīngchi, and even the facial features are meticulously pondered, vivid, and obviously come from the craftsmanship of top craftsmen.

"This is, war ......," muttered the stuffy bottle.

"It seems that the Western Queen Mother Kingdom has been invaded, and the other party is a relatively powerful civilization, it may be Loulan or the Northern Xiongnu." I said. "These people can't see the style of clothing, but the appearance of the weapon is similar to the Central Plains, and it should be Loulan's army. This one on the chariot should be the King of Loulan. ”

After saying this, I felt that it made sense, but the stuffy oil bottle did not pay attention to my words, but touched the commander on the chariot with his hand, and frowned.

My heart said, "What's wrong?" Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed at the enemy leader, and said to me, "I know this man." ”