Chapter 14

We brought almost everything we could use and prepared several buckets of mud. We didn't dare to light a big bonfire, so we made a small pile of charcoal. The fat man cooked cans for dinner and didn't dare to cook it inside. He put the stove outside the ruins.

We estimate that the snakes will definitely start moving after the fog is over, so we are not panicked at dusk. I help the fat man cook rice, and the oil bottle is on it to help us watch the wind.

But the fat man moved very quickly, and I couldn't help much. After opening the can, I was dazed by the side.

The fat man annoyed me the most. He said I was just Lin Daiyu and I didn’t know what to think about all day long. There are not so many things in this world that are easy to figure out. Living heartlessly is like kicking your legs to die. If you have to do everything, you will die. Anyway, the ending is the same. What do you care about the bond in the middle?

I was a little surprised when I heard this. The fat man actually used the word "binding". After savoring it, he realized what he said "dick egg" and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Just as I was thinking, I heard the fat man calling me: "Look, what are you doing?"

I regained my senses, looked up and saw that the oil bottle in the temple was rubbing the stone wall with something, and shouted, "What's wrong?"

The man oil bottle ignored me and continued to do it, maybe he didn't hear it.

I had already done everything here, and I became interested, so I put down the canned knife and climbed up. From the corridor of the temple to his side, I saw him wiping the walls with charcoal from the bonfire, as if I wanted to print something. I asked him what he was doing, and he pointed to the stone next to him: "I just found it."

The wall was painted a large piece. I blew it with my mouth and found that there were almost flattened reliefs on these stone walls.

"It's basically invisible in the sunlight. Only by applying charcoal powder can there be shadows and you can tell it." He said, and then picked out a piece from the bonfire to apply.

The black carbon black was smeared on the rocks, and the light and shadow changed. I shook for a while, and found a suitable position. The relief on the stone appeared. At first glance, I saw a large number of snakes, which was difficult to tell. The light and shadows gathered, and the snake shadows floated like they were alive.

When the mud oil bottle continued to apply, we saw ancient reliefs appearing on the rocks here. Over the years, they still have both form and spirit, and they emerged like magic under the mud oil bottle.

After finishing the painting, he couldn't stand firmly, so I immediately supported him. After reading it, he said, "What we are talking about is about those snakes."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, because I can't see clearly.

"I can't understand it all at once." He said, "I have to think about it slowly."

I am very interested in these things, and I have never seen much historical relics along the way. I don’t know anything about this here is the most direct reason for our current situation, so I moved my body to find the best angle and took the time to look carefully.

When I looked at it one by one, I didn’t know what it meant. There were many things expressed in the relief, some seemed to be sacrifices, and some seemed to be a ceremony. I really couldn’t say anything if I could say it.

I looked at it half-guessedly and felt that there were a few pictures of ancestors here who seemed to be talking about these poisonous snakes with cockscombs. They threw pots one by one into some holes, as if they were the stone towers with square holes I saw on the road. A large number of poisonous snakes began to drill into the broken pots. There were sacrifices presided over the ceremony, and many people knelt around.

It turns out that these sacrifices are the snakes here. Do people here regard this poisonous snake as a god? However, this is not unusual. The worship of poisonous snakes is very common. The ancients did not know the venomous nature of poisonous snakes, and only knew that they would die after being bitten. Seeing such a small wound killing people, they would think that this is caused by magic. Many Chinese ethnic minorities worship snakes.

These cocks-combed snakes may like to eat the corpse king's eggs, but the corpse king's eggs should be very toxic. Which one is more poisonous, this snake or a corpse?

The body of the muffled oil bottle was moved, and the relief on the side was a lot of people holding spears, fighting with the ancestors dressed up. Many people's bodies were pierced by spears, which seemed to be a war.

The battle situation seems to be unfavorable to the Queen Mother of the West, because the number of Queen Mother of the West is obviously much smaller than that of the other side. The Queen Mother of the West is all infantry, and cavalry can be seen in the opponent's team. The enemy commander sat in a carriage led by eight horses behind the team. The figure of Queen Mother of the West is not seen in the relief. All the reliefs are exquisite in shape, and even the facial features are meticulously thought about, which is vivid, and obviously comes from the craftsmanship of top craftsmen.

"This is, war..." Men Oil Bottle murmured.

"It seems that the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West was invaded, and the other side was a relatively powerful civilization, maybe Loulan or the Northern Huns." I said, "These people can't see the style of their clothes, but the weapons look like the Central Plains, and they should be Loulan's army. This one on the chariot should be the King of Loulan."

After saying that, I felt it made sense, but the Manuel Bow didn't pay attention to my words. Instead, he touched the commander on the chariot with his hand and frowned.

I thought to myself: What's wrong? He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the enemy leader and said to me: "I know this person."

"Ah?" I was stunned for a moment and said to myself: Do you know him, is he your second uncle?

Mon Oil Bottle then said, and I immediately realized that I had misunderstood. He said, "These eight horses... this person is King Mu of Zhou."

"King Mu of Zhou? Is the one who wrote "The Biography of Emperor Mu"?"

I am also very familiar with the legend of Emperor Mu. Before coming, the group of people often mentioned that the legend of Emperor Mu mainly records that King Mu of Zhou led seven soldiers to the Chiji, Pili, Baiyi, Julun, Shanzi, Quhuang, Hualiu, Lu'er and other horses. Zaofu drove the carriage and Boyao was the guide. He set out from Zongzhou, crossed the Zhang River, passed through Hezong, Yangyu Mountain, Quyu Mountain and Qunyu Mountain, and went west to the Queen Mother's country, and feasted with Queen Mother and had fun with him.

In other words, he was traveling in the Queen Mother Palace in the Eight Horses and was warmly entertained by the Queen Mother of the West at that time.

However, from the relief, Emperor Mu does not seem to be here for a trip. Is the legend wrong? King Mu of Zhou did come to the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West, but he was here to fight?

I immediately continued to look at the relief. The next painting made me gasp. I saw King Mu's army breaking into a palace. There were many snake-headed and human-body women on the picture. They poured something into the hole of the tower, and then countless cocks-combed snakes crawled out of the tower and bit them with King Mu's army.

Seeing this, I immediately understood the significance of these stone towers in the rain forest: "It seems that King Mu of Zhou did attack here back then, but was defeated by the poisonous snakes here. Perhaps in order to cover up his failure, he made up that story. These poisonous snakes protected the Queen Mother Kingdom of the West. No wonder they would raise this snake as a god. It was like the Manchus who did not kill crows."

After thinking about it, I felt that it was not just that. It seemed that the stone towers were connected. Snakes lived in the passage below the city and were fed by people with human heads. When they encountered danger, they used something to lure the snake out to meet the enemy. This was a designed defense method. This snake was so venomous and fast, and no one could stop it.

In other words, people live in the city and snakes live under the city. Now that all people die, snakes come to the ground. The civilization of the Queen Mother of the West is more similar to that of the Amazons. Piranhas are used to defend against enemies and beasts. They also worship piranhas, living people and active animals, and human heads are used here.

Looking further, the more we look, the more we conform to our inferences. My mind gradually became clearer about the concept here.

Just as it was dark, the sight of the oil bottle stopped and saw the center of the stone wall. The relief here was a huge circular pattern, which was obviously the center of the entire rock carving composition. It was carved on it with a huge snake surrounded by many small cockscomb snakes and fighting each other. The huge snake was entangled on it, and the cockscomb snake was entangled around it like a decorative pattern.

"This is the type of double-scaled python fighting with the cockscomb snake here. It seems that during the Queen Mother of the West, there were already two kinds of snakes here. This double-scaled python may be the natural enemy of the cockscomb snake here." I said.

Mon Oil Bottle touched the stone carvings and shook his head and said, "No, this is mating."

"Matching?" I was stunned for a moment, a little incomprehensible. After thinking about it, I understood what he meant, "You mean, the cockscot snake and this double-scaled python are matering in mixed seeds? But these are two completely different snakes, and the size difference is so big, how can I mate?"

"Do you know what a madam is?" Men Youping suddenly asked me.

"Madam?" I wondered why he suddenly asked this, "Madam is the one who runs a brothel."

"That's a joke. The old man is actually a kind of bird. In ancient times, some people discovered that the old man's bird has only female birds and no male birds. They have to reproduce and mate with any other breed of birds. They are the wives of thousands of birds. Therefore, people use the "old man" to call the prostitute who can do the best husbands." Men Oil Bottle said lightly, "However, in fact, the ancients' statement about the old man is completely wrong. The old man actually has male birds, but the difference between male and female birds is too great. The male bird is several times larger than the female birds, so it is mistaken for two different birds."

I understood his words and immediately understood what it meant: "So, you think these two snakes are actually one kind of snake, but two genders have two body shapes. So which one do you mean is a male snake and which one is a female snake?"

"According to the number of analysis, the small one should be male snakes, and the big ones are female snakes, but it may be the opposite." He touched the surface of the rock and suddenly stretched out his strangely long fingers to touch the pattern of the giant tree wrapped around the double-scale giant python, "strange."

"What's wrong?" I also went to touch it, but I couldn't figure it out, so I looked at him. He frowned, then took a few steps back, picked up the charcoal and painted the unpainted part above and below the relief.

Soon the relief on the entire stone wall appeared as a whole, and I took a step back to look. At the moment when I saw the panoramic view, I opened my mouth wide and was stunned.

On the relief, the giant tree wrapped around the double-scale snake. Looking far away, it was not a tree at all, but a larger snake with a round shape. Because this snake is too big, the giant snake with double-scale snake is like chopsticks and a rolling pin compared to it, and those cocks-combed snakes are simply toothpicks, so when you look at the part, you can't tell that it is a snake at all.

"This... what is this? Is this dragon?" I said astonished. The two scaled giant snakes are already extremely large. This snake is so much larger than it. It is the same diameter as the Liberation Truck. Can this kind of thing be considered a snake?

Men Oil Bottle stared blankly, without saying a word, while using his hands to touch the patterns of the cockscomb snakes one by one. After touching for a while, he said: "Look, these little snakes are not coiled on this brocade python. They are just clustering on the brocade python to help it not slide down. What is really mating is this double-scale giant python and this giant snake..."
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