Ying Zheng really didn't guess wrong, what was wrapped in that strange stone was really another dark iron snail!

It's just that the one in front of me, although it is separated from those rocks, is still rusty and rough on its surface.

Ying Zheng took it in his hand and twisted it hard.

Motionless.

"It looks like it's rusty and unusable." Ying Zheng put the rusty conch on the table, and then took his own conch out of the compass.

When these two dark iron screws are placed together, the rusty one against the background is even more dilapidated, and its ancient atmosphere is a little stronger.

"It's a dark snail." Uzen said, "But why did it appear in the Essence?"

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is also a question that I haven't figured out. I remember that the Khotanese man who sold this black iron snail said that his grandfather picked it up on the edge of the grinding disc of sand, and when he picked it up, it was already the same as before."

"Does this mean that this ancient snail is even older than the age in which it is located?" Uzen muttered.

"Well, that's good." Ying Zheng deliberately put on a mysterious expression and said, "This old dark iron snail is either more than 800 years ago, or a year ago, or perhaps, even older."

The one more than 800 years ago was used by Ji Fa back then, and the one more than a year ago was used by Jiang Ziya, that is, Yin Tang, as for the older one, it may not be which Heavenly Inheritor.

But there is no doubt that this must be the legacy of a certain Heavenly Inheritor.

"Why?" Of course, Wu Chan didn't understand why Yingzheng made this inference.

"This...... Forgive me for not being able to tell you yet." Ying Zheng is not a seller, it really can't be said.

"Humph!" Wu Chan pouted and said, "Don't say it."

"But no matter how old it is, what matters is why it's here." Ying Zheng said.

"Isn't that understandable?" "The owner of it, who has it, has been here, as you are now, to ask for help, and for some reason has left it on the edge of the millstone of sand."

It seems that this can only be the reason.

"Then why did the owner of this old dark iron snail go to the grinding disc of the sand?" This is the question that Ying Zheng has been thinking about.

It is not surprising that the previous Heavenly Inheritor came to the Essence, but why did he go to the Sand Mill Plate, it was a question, and it would lose the rather important Dark Iron Snail, which was not a trivial matter, could it be that the ancestor encountered some danger there?

"Do you know the Sand Mill?" Uchan asked suddenly.

Ying Zheng shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it before, and I only heard King Xiqiang mention it when I got here, but after all, he is not from the Western Regions, and he doesn't know too much."

"Then I'll tell you about it." Uzen said.

"Okay." Ying Zheng smiled at Wu Chan.

"Then don't pour some tea for the king." The Queen of Wuchan is full of style.

"Hehe, then you wait." Ying Zheng turned around and took some tea, poured some hot water, and made a pot of tea and put it in front of Wu Chan.

"Well, that's good." Wu Chan tasted a sip of tea.

"If you like to drink tea, you will have enough in the future." Ying Zheng was full of smiles.

"That's pretty much it." Wu Chan took another sip before he said, "For the sake of your sincerity, this king will tell you."

"Speak, the widow listens." Ying Zheng poured another cup of tea for Wu Chan.

Wu Chan stopped drinking tea, cleared his throat, and began to speak, "This grinding plate of sand is said to have existed for a long time, and the exquisite ancestors heard the legend of this desert before coming to the Western Regions, and moved here."

Ying Zheng's brows moved.

The Exquisite Ancestor actually stayed here for the sake of the grinding disc of sand

in!

"Legend has it that there is also an eye of fire underneath the millstone of the sand, and there is more than one, first

The ancestors chose to stay here, presumably for the sake of those fire eyes."

"However, it is said that the millstone was very terrifying, and the ancestors lived there for a while, and finally came to the present place, built the city, and settled down."

"But every few years, the Essence will send out some ghost hands to probe the movement of the Sand Mill, and Uncle Thumb you saw yesterday has gone deep into the Sand Mill."

Ying Zhengluo was a little surprised and said, "Oh? He also went deep there? It seems that the legend is not true, and it is said that no one who entered the millstone of the sand will come out alive."

"No, you misunderstood." Uchan said solemnly, "The so-called millstone that goes deep into the sand is the way from the ground to the heart of the desert."

"Don't talk about this weird desert that spins, even if it's an ordinary desert, if ordinary people enter it, if they lose their way, they will die."

"But the ghost hands are different, they all walk underground routes, they don't get lost, and they are not afraid of sandstorms."

"It's just that in the process of excavation, we often dig into the desert, so there is a great danger, and it is usually to block the sand mouth and choose a new road."

"However, through the efforts of several generations, the ancestors finally found a fire eye under the millstone, but the fire eye was extremely violent and very active, so the ancestors blocked it and never approached it again."

"Therefore, because I was worried that the eruption of the fire eye would cause calamity, the ancestors left ancestral teachings for the spirit to go and explore every few years."

Speaking of this, Wu Chan seemed to be thirsty, took a sip of tea and then looked at Ying Zheng, as if he was giving Ying Zheng time to think.

"You're saying that the eye of fire is very active and could erupt at any time?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Hmm." Uzen nodded firmly.

"Since it's located deep underground, even if it erupts, it will be covered by the desert, so it won't have any effect on the outside, right?" Ying Zheng said.

"Not necessarily." Wu Chan slowed down his speech and said, "The fire eye under the ground is different from the crater, below it is a very vast ocean of magma, and since there is not only one fire eye under the sand millstone, then it must be very likely that these fire eyes are all connected, and if one of them erupts, the others will also erupt."

"What's more, once the Eye of Fire erupts, it is not as simple as magma gushing out of the Eye of Fire, and the surrounding ground must shake and shake, or even landslides and cracks, and houses collapse. Even if it doesn't get invaded by lava, it will suffer a lot of misfortune."

"That's right." Ying Zheng sighed and said, "But once that calamity really comes, what can we hinder? There doesn't seem to be much to do but run for your life."

"yes." Wu Chan also sighed, "Essence, maybe it has a certain amount of predictability than other races, but that's all, if the calamity really comes, you can only notify the nearby tribes in advance and run for your life collectively."

Ying Zheng looked at Wu Chan, his eyes fluttering a little: "If there really is such a day, Daqin welcomes you at any time."

"Uh, hehe, thank you, Brother Ying." A wry smile appeared on the corner of Wu Chan's mouth, "But it's better not to happen like this."

"I hope so." Ying Zheng sighed meaningfully.

Jingjue, and even the future of the Western Regions, seems unpredictable, but it is almost a fixed formula, and what Yingzheng has to do is to let Jingjue obey his own arrangement little by little.

"By the way, how did the grinding disc come into being, and why did it turn on its own?" Ying Zheng asked the most doubtful question in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Uzen said, "It is said that it is because the fire holes below are extremely active, and the temperature rises and falls, and the earth and rocks are scorched into sand."

"As for why it is slowly turning, the ancestors also inquired about it

The reasons have been reached, but no specific conclusions have been drawn. The only conjecture is that the magma itself is flowing regularly under the fire, and the flow of the surrounding underground river naturally drives the rotation of the sand millstone."

This conjecture, to

It's a bit of a basis, and it's a little close to what Ying Zheng learned.

"If a person, or an animal, goes into the depths of the millstone, will it really be torn apart or fall into it, like beans ground by the millstone?" Ying Zheng asked.

"It's not tearing, but it's very easy to encounter quicksand." Wu Chan said, "The so-called quicksand is the flowing sand below, and it is their flow that forms the rotation of the whole millstone, and if you fall into the quicksand, unless there is a big bird in the sky that pulls the person directly into the air, it will be difficult to live."

"It's a pity, where can I find such a big bird?" Ying Zheng said, and the luan bird he saw in Jiuyou came to his mind.

"That's why it is said that no one who walks into the depths of the mill survives, because basically all of them have encountered quicksand." Uzen sighed.

"It's a pity." Ying Zheng's tone was also filled with regret, "However, if you don't take the initiative to go into the depths of that millstone, there shouldn't be any danger."

Wu Chan said with a grim expression, "This may not be."

"Oh?" Ying Zheng frowned, "What do you say?"

"According to the records left by our ancestors, the millstone of Nasha expands every year, and although it is fast and slow, it never stops." Wu Chan said worriedly.

"Really?" Ying Zheng's face darkened, and he was also worried.

"Naturally, take it seriously." Wu Chan said, "You must know that every time the ghost hands go, they will make a lot of markings, and every time they go, they will find that the marks closest to the millstone will be more or less covered, so it can be seen that the millstone of the sand must be gradually spreading outward."

"And how much bigger is it now than it was when this phenomenon was first discovered?" Ying Zheng asked.

"It's the most central location, and the ghost hands haven't been there." "But from the caves dug underground, it is estimated that every hundred years, it expands outward about ten miles."

"Huh? So fast?" Ying Zheng was really taken aback.

"yes." Wu Chan still frowned and said, "This is also the most worrying place for the people of the Western Regions, but Jing Jue does not dare to disclose this secret to the world."

"Indeed." Ying Zheng said, "Those who believe will cause panic, and those who do not believe will think that you are alarmist and demagoguery."

"That's why the Peerless has always been distressed." Wu Chan sighed and said, "Sometimes I think that these things are better than not knowing."

"Have you thought of any way to stop it from spreading?" Ying Zheng asked with concern.

"It's not that I haven't thought about it, but it doesn't work, after all, the essence is just leaning against the millstone to the north, and there are too many countries around it." Uzen said.

Ying Zheng seemed to suddenly think of something, and said eagerly, "Since you can build dense stones, why don't you build a wall on the edge to prevent it from spreading to the essence."

"It's not that I haven't thought about it, but it can only be alleviated for a while, and after a long time, the sand will spread from the borders of other countries." Uzen said.

"Let me think." Ying Zheng sighed lightly and stopped talking, bowed his head and thought for a while.

Wu Chan was also in a low mood and fell silent.

"Take the widow there." After a moment, Ying Zheng raised his head and said.

"Do you really dare to go?" Uzen's tone was a little suspicious.

"Dare to go to the ghost cave, what is there on the edge of the desert that you dare not go." Ying Zheng said.

"Okay, but let Uncle Thumb take us." Uzen said.

"Let's go, then."

The two of them decided to go to the mill of sand, so they walked out of the palace together, and went to the ghost cave to meet Thumb.