Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Guardian of the Tomb (4)
The Valley of Ten Thousand Skulls is literally self-evident, but the actual true meaning has long been buried in the dust of time, and what we are doing now is equivalent to letting the truth see the light of day from this layer of time dust.
According to the information provided to me by my brain, ten thousand dry bones have not really recorded its specific end in history, and even the name is passed down by word of mouth, and the first time I heard these three words, the first thing that came to mind was that this was a mysterious tribe settlement, and there were countless skeletons as decorations outside the mountain gate, including humans, animals, and even dinosaurs.
But then, as I became more experienced and came into contact with more and more people, I began to discover some clues, that this place was a mysterious and intimidating environment, a strange realm that could not be accurately expressed in words and words.
The wound on Jiang Yuan's head needs to be treated, although these doctors try to avoid too much damage to Jiang Yuan's brain while removing the chip, but this is a craniotomy after all, no matter how high your medical attainments are, this situation will be delayed like this, and it must be a life of death.
Zhang Hao asked me about the Valley of Ten Thousand Skulls, I thought about it, and slowly came after reassembling everything I knew.
More than 2,000 years ago, a group of women wearing dark red dresses suddenly poured into a city in the Western Regions, they were young and good-looking, and their first life in the city was to raise silkworms.
Nothing caused any trouble to fend for themselves, so the guards did not reproach or drive them away.
One year, there was a sudden rainstorm in the city, and the homes of these silkworm girls were collapsed in the heavy rain, and after the rain stopped, the people in the city suddenly found that there were many black far spots in the rain, and these sesame-like things were at the bottom of the bowl.
Three days after the heavy rain, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and when the sun shone down, everyone began to get sick, but all the exposed skin festered and sores, and there was no cure, and finally they slowly ran out of oil and died in excruciating pain.
More and more people in the city are sick, more and more people are dying, and some of these relatives are naturally buried in the earth, but some helpless people can only "sleep" in the mass graves outside the city gate, and there are more and more corpses.
When these words were heard in the palace, the king was furious and ordered the liquidation of all the newcomers to the city for a year, and gathered them all together in front of the sacrificial altar in the city, because the great sorcerer said that the person who poisoned him was a cultivator, and it was difficult for him to manifest his original form by ordinary means, and he must be burned with the fire of heaven.
The so-called heavenly fire is actually lightning, the flame formed by lightning striking large trees and other objects.
After a month of investigation, hundreds of people were arrested, including the twelve foreign women, the deputy general sent someone to secretly investigate the background of each of them, and soon, most of them were released, and the rest except for some criminals who escaped from neighboring countries or some wanderers, and finally there were only twelve women of unknown origin, they did not understand the language, could not express their meaning, but they did not seem to be afraid, calmly faced the angry people under the high platform, in the face of the torture of the heavenly fire, The twelve women didn't say anything in the end, but wept secretly.
After the great wizard pinched his fingers and counted the time, he asked people to take down the heavenly fire from the altar and prepare to light the wooden frame, but at the moment of ignition, the sky thundered and the rain poured down, and the thunder and lightning flashed, and the twelve women looked indifferently at everything that happened in front of them.
I don't know how this matter ended up, but the information I have in my hand can only explain one thing, these twelve mysterious women were finally imprisoned in one place, and later, there was no follow-up.
It wasn't until three years ago that I found an animal skeleton in a very inconspicuous Han tomb, and I found a few keywords on it, and it was this collection of keywords and these things I experienced during this time that I suddenly figured out everything, the Rama Wu tribe, its appearance and demise belong to an accident in this historical process, an accident from some kind of power.
I guess that the twelve women are the tribesmen of the Rama Wu clan, but I don't know why they ended up in the Western Regions so miserably, but I am sure that these twelve women must be carrying some unknown secrets, they may be fleeing, they may be hiding, there are many possibilities.
On that oracle bone, I also translated a passage, which means that there was a primeval forest in the hinterland of the Western Regions, which only appeared in local documents, and no one really walked into it, because there was a plant called Changsheng vine growing on the periphery of this forest.
I sat on a big rock next to the waterfall, the sound of rumbling water blocking any auditory communication with the outside world, and Zhang Hao gave me enough time to think about these things, because he said that I needed to think more and think more before I could find my way out.
The sky is getting dark, the feeling of the evening is completely different here, I have never been afraid of the night, but at this moment, I am very afraid, I am afraid of losing the blue sky and natural light that I finally saw, but time will not pause, I look at the sky and be stunned, the darkness has been pressed down overhead.
Around the campfire, I looked at the fire and was still thinking about the Ten Thousand Skulls Valley, I always felt that something was wrong here, I don't know if there was something missing or something more, anyway, it was not smooth.
Zhang Hao didn't know where to find a lot of arm-thick branches, I picked one up and weighed it, felt a little pressing, so I asked him where he picked it up, Zhang Hao pointed in a direction seemingly randomly, and said, "There are a lot of them over there." ”
I carried a homemade torch in the direction he said, the darker and darker, and the farther and farther, when I looked back, I could not find the fire in the dark, I knew that I had gone far away, and there was a thin sound of running water around me, and there was a feeling of a small bridge and flowing water.
The further I went, the more I felt this feeling, and I could even feel the houses, the wooden bridges, and even many other things that were normal but very warm in the dark.
The place where the fire shines is peaceful, the wooden building with five poles and railings, the path paved with cobblestones in the fenced yard extends to the entrance of the big house, and the wooden staircase looks pretty good, and I don't know what the situation is now.
"Is there a human presence here?" I cautiously moved forward, muttering.
Standing over the fence to the courtyard, this place feels different from other places, it is full of a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and this is probably the life of the world.
Curious, I walked along the cobblestone path to the bottom of the wooden building, and suddenly I smelled a medicinal smell, and this medicinal smell was still familiar, as if I had smelled it before, and it was not long ago.
I began to wonder something, and when I stood at the door and hesitated, the light came on in the room, and the door opened, and a woman in a black robe came out of it with a veil, and even if she didn't speak, I recognized it at a glance, but I didn't think why she was here.