"What kind of city?" Lin Wei suddenly became interested, and so did Jin Liang, looking at Wu Li. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWu Li shone a flashlight everywhere and walked inside. Everyone followed her, cautiously, lest they make a little noise and disturb Wu Li.

It's just a much larger house, one connected on each side of it. Everyone didn't let go of the houses left and right, and went in to find them, which made Lin Wei even more angry, and scolded and counted down the thieves, "A group of shells, everything is crumpled into a ball and pushed away." Everyone was amused by his description, but he didn't laugh at all.

This should have been a big family at that time, the middle house still has the second floor, the stairs are gone, and the floor slabs are all made of whole poplars, paved in a row, and they look strong and firm. The square hole is still there, and it is more than three meters high. Wu Li looked at Jin Liang, Jin Liang understood, and the magic weapon of his mind was inserted on a poplar wood, and the whip was wrapped around and pulled, but it was still strong, so he climbed up. It was also empty, but there seemed to be a stone carving on the wall, and it turned around and pulled everyone up. This stone carving is also very simple, a big man riding a big horse, wielding a weapon like a big axe, a few simple strokes, a fierce breath comes to the face, and there is also a line of inscriptions below. Wu Li watched for a long time, and she didn't have a clue at all.

Zheng Xin suddenly thought, who carved the words downstairs, as if he knew the ancient characters, could it be the thieves who came in before? Jin Liang thought for a while and said, "Very likely." The thieves had a deep study of history and paleographies, and they were truly erudite masters. ”

I didn't dare to stay longer, so everyone went back below. As long as they hit a fork, they always go to the left, they are afraid of getting lost in it. After walking for about an hour, everyone was a little tired, and their spirits were always in a highly stressful situation, and they were very tired. Find a house with a second floor again and climb upstairs for a brief rest.

More than thirty miles west of the ruins, a killing was taking place, with gunshots ringing out from time to time, and a man falling on a moonlit night. A group of people gathered and dispersed in the moonlight, and slowly, the rest of the people became stalemate, all armed with modern firearms, and after the initial fighting, they had found their own ways to save their lives.

If Alili was there, it would have been discovered that it was the other two groups of people who met on the way to the ruins and opened fire directly. Now it is the ones who are slowly and passively retreating that they want to deal with, this group of foreigners. There were seven empty-handed people, who were obviously shorter than the northwestern men, and they seemed to be discussing something with the leaders of that batch. Listening to the tone of the leader, it was obvious that he was already angry, but their situation was not good, so he had to suppress his anger and obviously hesitate. Soon, one of his men fell, and now there were only fourteen or fifteen, and the other party was still about thirty people, suppressing them little by little, and approaching.

The leader almost shouted, said something, raised his gun and slammed it to the other side, venting the anger in his heart. I saw that six of them, short men with empty hands, took advantage of the night to disperse, and quickly hid in the sand like marmots. The short man who didn't make a move directed the thieves to slowly retreat, and the six ambushed men were soon in the middle of the pursuers.

Just as Jin Liang ambushed the thieves, this group of pursuers was quickly ambushed by six people, and there was chaos. The other side took the opportunity to rush over and fight, and the leader was especially fierce, he wanted to kill even six short men. Soon the battle ended, and there were nine men left on his side, and the other side was completely wiped out, and only one of the six dwarves had a gunshot wound in the foot, and he limped back. At last the short man seemed indifferent to this, and his expression was calm, not afraid that the leader would have ideas. The group began to repair on the spot, and it is estimated that in another seven or eight hours, they will be able to reach the mysterious ruins.

Jin Liang and the others took a short rest, and then moved on. The interest in the unknown offset their fatigue, and they touched the past little by little, although there was no material gain, but they felt the prosperity of this place and the fierceness of the folk customs at that time. They have already seen the stone carvings of three horseback warriors, in addition to the ones with axes, there are also long sticks and big knives, all of which are power-type weapons, with the shape on the stone carvings, Jin Liang even wondered if this was a barracks, and the depictions were all about some generals back then?

This time, they walked into a hall, five or six meters high, with no floor slabs separating it, with six large square stone pillars in the middle, supporting the entire roof, and the stone strips of the walls seemed to be wider. The whole hall has three large of an ordinary large house. The gate is also noticeably taller than the other houses, and the lintel is a large strip of stone with those ancient characters engraved on it, which are still legible today.

The surrounding stone walls are carved with dense large stone carvings, and they are also colored with paint, and although the colors are mottled on those images, they still do not affect the view. Under the sand, it tells the story of its former glory.

Several people were shocked, some painted wars, some depicted migrations, some depicted ordinary pictures of life, and some depicted songs and dances...... It can be seen in the scene that they are basically in the Tarim Basin, surrounded by endless mountain ranges, as well as the Pamir Plateau, deserts, rivers and poplars with both shapes and gods. On the whole, it should be the history of the development of a tribe, but the final picture is a bit bleak, in the painting, a large group of women, children and children, driven by people on tall horses, walking hard, many people freeze in the moment of looking back, with a sad expression. This is the bottom right.

In these pictures, there is another very special item that keeps appearing, that is, a tall wheel, with a lot of spokes drawn, as if the wheel is rolling, and the other parts of the vehicle are carried by a few strokes. At that time, there were warriors fighting with the reins on the chariots, and there were also chariots that dragged their families and traveled far away. Jin Liang thought that these paintings might be highlighting the prominence of their vehicles at the time, each of which was rolling fast, and the spokes were almost connected.

After a long time, Wu Li was the first to read it, sorted out her emotions, and could see that she was crying while watching, and slowly said what she understood and what she thought of, and the glutinous voice tugged at everyone's heartstrings in the hall.

The high car, also known as the "Eile", got its name because of its "tall wheels and the maximum number of spokes". A nomadic people who were active in northern and northwestern China in ancient times. Those who moved into the mainland were called Ding Ling. They are in the tribal or tribal federation stage. It was established in the country of high cars, about 55 years before and after.

They once defeated the kingdom of Rouran and forced Rouran to move south. Strange Jin is a tribe of the Gaoche Country, and they guarded here to prevent Rouran from counterattacking, and slowly established the Strange Jin City. It used to be very prosperous here, and there was a happy time when the wind blew the grass and saw the cattle and sheep, and a large number of herdsmen from the surrounding area came here to exchange goods. At that time, the wind and sand had become more and more severe, and the high frequency of sandstorms continued to hit their hometown, and the town was in danger of being flooded with sand. Because they wanted to stay here and couldn't leave, they cut down a large number of poplars and connected the half-submerged city with corridors. Wealthy families built two-story houses, and ordinary people lived semi-underground, which was a good way of life in the desert.

Later, Rouran became strong again, defeated the strange Jin tribe in the first battle, most of them died in the prime of life, all ten warrior generals were killed, women, children and children were taken captive, and the glory of the past was only a few decades.

Speaking of this, everyone listened to it with a sigh. No wonder some of the images show poplars being cut down to build corridors, originally to prevent wind and sand. It seems that most of the contents were stolen by the victorious army of Rouran, and the thieves probably got some items that no one wanted at the time.

Everyone stood stunned, still immersed in shock.

Wu Li began to dance slowly, and the thin layer of fine sand on the ground did not affect her dancing at all. Many of the movements are the same as those in the mural, simple and coarse. Then she sang softly, sometimes graceful and changeable, sometimes long and desolate, in the reflection of a few flashlights, as if she had slowly jumped from ancient times to modern fairies, and her whirling figure carried a sense of ancient beauty.

Jin Liang and the others were stunned, and they seemed to hear the galloping sound of horses beating the earth in ancient times, which came from afar, joining Wu Li's rhythm of jumping. The images of war and life alternate, the warriors fighting and the laughter of children constantly overlapping, driving the whole city to slowly grow old and dilapidated, and when she stopped, their thoughts just returned to this magical hall. One by one, they still stood in a daze, completely forgetting where they were.

Lin Wei seemed to see his expectations, he was surprised for a while, and he was overjoyed for a while, and the whole person fell into the circle of positive energy, a picture full of excitement.

Wu Li seemed to be still immersed in her understanding of the dance picture, and a look of great compassion appeared on her face, as if she was comforting the captured women, children and children.

Zheng Xin was also moved, and saw her burst into tears, her big eyes were confused, and her hands stretched out to the front, as if she wanted to grasp a moment that was about to be lost.

Jin Liang saw in a trance that he had successfully transformed into a baby, and sat with Chen Min to tell others about the feelings of transforming into a baby, and he saw Yu Wen listening carefully, and Aunt Qin was beside her......

The yellow light of the fire suddenly flashed violently, and Jin Liang suddenly came to his senses, his back was cold, and he was on his feet! He looked around vigilantly, and his mind shrank within ten zhang. Looking at the various appearances of his companions, knowing that it was the same as what happened to him, he couldn't help but shout, "Bah!" Several people were startled and came to their senses one by one. At first, he looked dazed, and then he was scared for a while. They all leaned to Jin Liang's side, grabbed the weapons in their hands, and the strong light flashlight shook around the hall.

"Huh", in Jin Liang's mind, it was this voice again, as if it sounded in a far corner.