readx;?“ Are you sure what he said is a native Chinese language? Sophie suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yuan Meng's arm~ and asked eagerly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm sure," Yuan Meng nodded, but she didn't understand why Sophie was so excited, and explained, "This kid speaks a dialect that is difficult to understand in our southeastern coastal region of China. ”

"That's right!" Sophie clenched her fists and said excitedly.

We looked at each other, not understanding what was wrong with her.

Seeing that we were inexplicably confused, Sophie smiled to herself and opened her mouth to explain, but what she told us was to popularize the knowledge of the origins of the Mayan civilization.

The Maya were immigrants from the ancient civilization of the East, the legend has existed since ancient times, but because there has been no convincing evidence, it is an unsolved mystery in the archaeological community, but today strong evidence has finally been found.

Seeing that we were stunned one by one, Sophie briefly introduced the legends about the origin of the Maya, the most controversial of which is the argument that the Mayans are descendants of the Chinese.

However, despite the appalling inference, many archaeologists have come up with systematic scientific evidence, such as: through the comparison of Mayan script and ancient Chinese, it has been found that there are huge similarities between the two, and the earliest pottery found in the Maya region was made 4,500 years ago, which is quite mature; Ancient Mayan texts date the beginning of history and the calendar to 3113 B.C., that is, about 5,000 years ago; Scholars believe that the Maya were the latest to arrive in the Americas from Asia. The latest time for ancient Asians to reach the Americas was 5,000 years ago; The Maya legend has it that their ancestors came from the west, or by boat from the north. From China to the Americas, the general direction is from west to east, if you follow the Pacific current from Fujian, Taiwan, the Ryukyus, along Japan, the Kuril Islands, the Aleutian Islands, and then along the coast of the Americas to the south, to Central America, it is to come from the north by boat.

Also, Yaren, like the Chinese, also plays dice throwing. They call it playing corn because they use four grains of corn as the dive.

In terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, the Maya and the Chinese also have a lot in common. Both the ancient Maya and the Chinese ate in bowls.

The Mayan housing was built in the same way as the Chinese in the past, with a column-and-beam structure, with four pillars erected first, beams on the pillars, and then roofs on the beams.

The ancient Maya and Chinese also had common characteristics in terms of burial customs, especially the burial of children. One is to use an urn coffin, and the other is to have a small hole in the upper part of the urn coffin or cover. The Maya bury the child and a piece of the mother's finger. This is naturally reminiscent of a sentence that we Chinese often describe maternal love: it hurts to bite any one of the ten fingers. It is likely that this means that the Chinese also had the same custom as the Mayans in ancient times, such as mothers biting off their fingers to bury their dead children.

Sophie gushes about her profession and doesn't notice that we're already dumbfounded. To be honest, I've gained a lot of knowledge, and most of what she says I didn't understand before.

I never imagined that there would be so many inextricable links between the two ancient civilizations of historic China and the mysterious Maya. I couldn't help but say, "Since there is so much evidence, what is there to argue about if it does not mean that the Mayans are descendants of the Chinese?" ”

"That can't be said, what evidence do you have to prove that the Chinese were capable of building large ships across the ocean five thousand years ago?" Sophie asked.

"It's ......," I was speechless.

I may not know enough about the others, but the Chinese already knew how to use sails as power to make wooden boats go faster by the Shang Dynasty, and I still know and am proud of it. However, although the Shang Dynasty has been about 3,600 years ago, it is still more than a thousand years away from the history of Chinese migration to the Americas. That's a bit of a stretch.

"In the world of archaeology, no matter how rigorous your reasoning is, if you can't produce physical evidence, it's a pipe dream. But today is different," Sophie looked at the child beside her, her eyes shining, "with him, I will rewrite history!" ”

What scholar does not have the illusion of a blockbuster in his field, let alone Sophie, or if I can make a major breakthrough in medicine, I am not immune. So I understand her excitement.

In fact, I was calm on the surface, but my inner excitement was probably stronger than hers. What I think is that if my guess is correct, there is a good chance that the whereabouts of the crystal skull will fall on this child's body. Obtain the Crystal Skull, and the location of the Space-Time Gate will be solved.

From China to Europe, from the real world to this parallel universe, we have experienced a lot of hardships and ups and downs, and now the adventure is finally coming to an end, and the indescribable excitement in our hearts is difficult for outsiders to feel.

Yuan Meng told the child in her not very fluent Ningbo dialect that we wanted to be a guest in his tribe, and the child readily agreed. Chirp to lead the way in front, so excited, like a victorious hunter.

We walked along the edge of the swelling river, although muddy, but still easy to walk, seeing the surging water gushing endlessly, the sound of astonishing towards the underground mountain ahead, I was a little curious, such a large amount of water, although the sediment content is amazing, but there is no branch channel on both sides of the underground hill, but there is not a branch river channel there.

With a guess as we walked forward, we didn't have long before we heard a loud rumble coming from ahead. The sound was different from the sound of the earth moving not so long ago, but like the roar of a huge waterfall.

However, standing in our position, the underground mountain in front of us was already very close, and there was no drop, let alone a waterfall, but the huge roar was already deafening. What's going on?

All of us, except for the Mayan kids, were strange and involuntarily quickened our pace. Not long after walking, a cloud of yellow mist appeared in front of me, shrouding the top of the trees, like a cloud of smoke soaring up but difficult to disperse. The smell of mud in the air choked at the nose.

The wide river narrowed and the water became extremely rapid, and we walked a little further, and a huge hole appeared in front of us. The size of the cave is more than two basketball courts, the black ground is unfathomable, and the river water is so turbulent that it rushes down unstoppably, forming a mist that rises to the sky, because there is too much sediment in the water, the mist has turned yellow, and the bushes hanging next to the giant hole are a layer of yellow sand.

We walked in and looked, the huge waterfall rushed straight down, rushing into the abyss of the hole, only the rumbling sound came from below, but there was no sign of people and fullness, as if the huge water had all rushed into hell, and connected with the river of yellow springs in the underworld.

We were shocked, but the Mayan kid was indecent but didn't want to stay here for a long time, he seemed to be very jealous of this place, as if this was a forbidden place and he shouldn't be here. He tried his best to let us go with him, and although we were very curious about the place, it was better than going with him, because we had more important things to do. The tribe of children is not far ahead.

In front of the underground hill, the child began to run, we hurried ~ trotted to follow him, who knew that this goods ran faster and faster, and when he reached the outside of the mountain village halfway up the mountain, the kid disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I was in confusion when a compact horn sounded in the mountain village, which was similar to that of the Mayan tribe on the ground, and the bad premonition made me stop quickly, muttering to myself, could it be that I had fallen into a trap again?

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