...... Dumb, they have been on the road for almost a month, and if you count from Xiao Miao's departure from Nian Qingcheng, twenty-three days have passed.

He felt that these days were so long, and he had never looked forward to the passing of the days so quickly in his life. What to fight every day, but I don't know what to fight against. Whether it's rain, mud, wind, or torrents, it's something that is boundless, and fighting against it is both powerless and tireless. In the past, those good times when the wind and sun were beautiful, even the scorching sun of the Red Sea Wasteland, now feel so precious.

The wind blew until dusk, when it gradually weakened. When the starry sky is slowly revealed, the crowd clinging to the cliff wall dares to raise their heads to look, which shows the fierceness of the wind.

Although this day really didn't make it a mile forward, everyone seemed to have trekked a hundred miles with difficulty. It turned out that standing still in the wind was really tiring, and it used up all the strength of the body.

Steward Qiu knew that he couldn't rest at this time, and if he couldn't get out of the eye of the storm as soon as possible, when the next north wind blew, there would be more losses of manpower and livestock.

In exhaustion, everyone walked through a few more corners, and the road was broken. Every mountain to open a road and meet a bridge in the water, in fact, it is forced to be helpless, so no one can live in peace this night.

As expected, in the second half of the night, the strong wind rose again, and everyone pulled each other crookedly, and their shape was crumbling and dangerous. It wasn't until morning that I turned into a col to take refuge. Although he was still unsteady here, he was finally able to open his eyes and open his mouth to speak.

At this moment, there was a sound in my ears. The sound is very weird, as if it is blowing on the rim of the cup, and it is like coaxing children to wake up at night, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

When the sun rises from behind the mountain, the shadow of the sun spreads over the mountaintop. Dumb saw that the cliff on the opposite side was full of holes, quite like those Buddhist grottoes in Kyushu, neatly and neatly, I am afraid that there are not more than a dozen layers.

Look at the scale, there is a hole every few zhang or so, and it is dug down next to each other, and it goes around this beam to the north. I'm afraid, there are also those who turn around here.

All the way, which is rare, suddenly appeared the ruins of the predecessors, and I didn't feel the slightest excitement in my heart. Dumb, their mood is terrible. It turned out that this was the cliff burial place of the ancestors.

If there are some statues and shrines in these caves, it can make people feel better. That's not the case at all. In the nearest few caves, except for one pottery altar, it is empty. Some of the pottery jars are broken, and some remains will be exposed inside. Moreover, these clay pots are very large, with a wide bottom and a narrow top, like a large bell with a lid.

What's even more strange is that through the fragments of the pottery altar, you can see that the bones are still sitting upright, even if they are tilted to one side, they are still in a cross-kneeled position. And, for some unknown years, the bones still remain pale in color. It makes one wonder if the skeletons are petrified.

Although separated by a canyon, the real situation is not very real. But Dumb's eyesight is very different from ordinary people, and the more he looks at it, the more frightened he becomes. It would be even more unbelievable if there was a body sitting cross-legged in each jar opposite. Presumably, he sat in it by himself before he died, otherwise, it would be difficult to deliberately put on such a look after death. In other words, when these people come here, they may still be alive.

What a green hill has been hollowed out. It takes time and effort to display the bones, and there is nothing more frightening.

Moreover, those holes are densely packed, like beehives and a pile of flutes stacked together. But wherever the wind passes, whimpering and disturbing people's minds, they don't say anything, and the ghosts scream again and again, and they even cover up the sound of rumbling water. Sounds like a panic.

Steward Qiu was also uneasy, and he didn't want everyone to hang their heads, so he cheered loudly: "Dongxiao Ridge has arrived! It's not far from Gukou." Let's rest here for a while, and then let's go another thirty miles!"

It's okay if he doesn't say it, everyone still has a bit of momentum. As soon as these words landed, everyone immediately said, 'I can lie down and never sit,' and no one will be willing to stand up again? If people are really tired, they can talk about the wilderness and mountains, even mass graves, and sleep through them.

But Lao Wu and Lao Xia didn't have this determination, and they were frightened for several days, and now this cliff burial place is even more taboo for the brothers. Therefore, everyone else is closing their eyes and recuperating, and these two are becoming more and more energetic.

In the Siam mainland, although the matter of life and death is very different, it is still the mainstream to settle in the ground. When encountering such a strange custom, the brothers will inevitably ask what is going on. The old man hadn't told a story for a long time, and he couldn't tell the last paragraph when the wind was too strong.

Originally, this cave Xiaoling is also known as the Ten Thousand Bone Cave. It sounds so bluffing, and it is said that it is even more intimidating at night.

At that time, the mountains were full of ghost fires, and from a distance it looked like a jar of fireflies had been broken. The opposite rocky hillside will be occupied by green flames, coupled with the sound of whimpering holes, it is estimated that it can really scare the bitter gall of passers-by.

Speaking of the origin of this place, we have to mention the grassland ahead. Many years ago, there used to be a group of people living there, who seemed to be called the 'Mandalas'. It is rumored that it is the descendants of the Wanqian Empire or the ancestors, and no one has studied it in depth anyway. They had a very strict hierarchy, and they were not allowed to marry each other, and it was even more forbidden to intermarry with foreigners, and if they violated, they would be hunted down to the edge of the sky and ...... endlessly.

So much so that the number of this group is always small, and it is rumored that the last record of seeing the Mandala people should be a thousand years ago. As to why they died out, whether they moved elsewhere, or whether they were eventually merged with the Siamese, no one can say for sure.

With a few words, Dumb once again learned the erudition of the Qiu steward. Jiang is still old and spicy, and the three little ones don't forget to cast the little stars in their eyes.......

As she is so good at kung fu, Fluttershy in her ear disdainfully, "Stupid, you can't see for yourself." The large stone carving in front of me is not what it says. Blindly, he wants to offer to everyone. ”

Hearing this, this master got up and learned to touch it. I saw that on the smooth rock wall opposite, it was really engraved with Siamese characters. All the way down the coast, there are dozens of large and small pieces. With Dumb's eyes, the content of this recent piece is roughly the same as what Steward Qiu said.

Seeing that the two brothers were still in the dark, looking like young men and women cowering when they heard ghost stories, this man was embarrassed to expose the mystery. It seems that in the future, we will really have to change this problem of blind worship.

The wind blows from the lower reaches of the river, and here it is blocked by the ridge, and the opposite side must have been eroded by the wind all year round, and some of the stone carvings have been peeled off in large areas, but a few are really still very clear. In this way, Dumb's curiosity was aroused even more