Chapter 13: We were kidnapped by cannibals!

In front of the five guerrillas, a priest-like figure with a gorgeous decoration, black robe and feathered crown, and a colorful face, held a sharp bone knife in his hand, and was chanting with words.

Behind the priest was a wooden table, which was probably bigger than the office desk and smaller than the ping-pong table; next to the priest was a few burly men, standing proudly with their hands behind their backs, and the red flames reflected their bronze skin and full muscles.

Stonehenge

The giant beast looked like a pig, but it was not as sharp-nosed and fanged as a wild boar. It was huge in shape, and its four hooves were like pillars. It stood upright like a cow. No, it was taller than a cow. It was probably 1.78 meters tall, almost equal to Zhuomu Qiangba.

Although Zhuo Mu Qiangba had recovered a little strength, he still felt powerless when facing this guy weighing more than one ton. He looked at each other with one eye, both sides vigilantly.

After a while, Zhuo Muqiangba felt that the big eyes of the cowbell showed a similar fear to him. Judging from the fat body of this guy, but he did not have sharp and huge incisors in his mouth, he thought he was a grass-eating animal.

Seeing that the opponent had no intention of attacking, Zhuo Muqiangba's courage gradually became stronger. He tentatively moved forward, making some sounds similar to the threat of a wild beast. The huge body was indeed unable to bear the momentum and kept retreating.

Zhuo Muqiangba didn't dare to press too much. If this guy went crazy, he had to be pushed lightly and he would be thrown to the ground. Even if he was not stepped into a meat paste, he would definitely be inevitably broken.

The big guy was not a fool. After several tests, he found that Zhuomu Qiangba's attack ability was much lower than it expected. He looked around and suddenly walked around in front of Zhuomu Qiangba.

Zhuo Mu Qiangba was shocked. Sean was still sleeping there. If he was stepped on by this guy, he would still have life!

The pig is not like a pig, and the cow is not like a cow monster. It looks fat, but its movements are surprisingly agile. In just a blink of an eye, it jumped to the open space where Sean was sleeping and rolled in like a joyful mood.

Zhuo Mu Qiangba was only terrified of seeing it, and his body almost pressed on Sean several times.

He kept whispering, making gestures to hit him with his hands or waving a wooden stick, but the big guy seemed to have been sucked by Zhuo Muqiangba, unmoved, rolling around and rolling around on his own, rubbing his hands on the mud.

Seeing that the guy didn't seem to be planning to roll on Sean, Zhuo Muqiangba put down the wooden stick in his hand and suddenly realized that no wonder the mud land had no trees and no grass grew. It turned out that this guy rolled out like this. It seemed that this guy was a mud bathhouse for this guy.

The cow and pig rolled for about ten minutes before standing up lazily, shaking its fat body comfortably.

Zhuomengba knew that there are often many parasites under the skin folds of large creatures like this. They use sand baths or mud baths to kill or remove parasites on their bodies, otherwise they will need help from other creatures.

But I don’t even know this kind of strange-looking guy, I don’t know what the origin is.

Protecting Sean, Zhuo Muqiangba did not dare to go far, and always moved in the range where he could see Sean, especially at night. In order to prevent wild beasts from attacking, he lit seven bonfires and surrounded himself and Sean.

Sean also slept very long this time, and he slept for a day and a night.

He didn't wake up until noon the next day.

There was no one around, but there was only one unknown tree. The two of them decided to stay here, and they didn't know where Zhang Li and others were. They were ready to take the risk to continue to move deep into the jungle to see if they could find Zhang Li and the others, or find a way to a modern city. In short, it would be better to try their luck than to die in this unknown wilderness forest.

The river that was washed here was very strange. Sean said it looked like a curve from a distance, and there were many bends. If you continue walking along the river, you might have to take twice as many detours. So the two of them prepared enough water, left the river, and began to walk through the jungle along a straight road.

Although there are no equipment to identify the direction, Sean can also judge the direction by identifying the location of some plants and the sun with his rich knowledge of jungle survival.

The two began to hike. Now they are familiar with how to avoid some common poisons and beasts, but it is hard to say if they encounter the unknown creatures that Zhuo Mu Qiangba saw again.

Zhuo Mu Qiangba told Shawn what he saw, but Shawn was stunned for a long time and could not think of what kind of creature it would be. He could only shake his head and say that maybe he would know it after seeing it.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been walking. The trees in the jungle were dense and there were all kinds of creatures. In short, they didn't see any hope of getting out of the jungle.

Later, the two discovered a small river and walked along the river. Halfway through, Sean recognized several edible animals. The two caught them together. After dinner, they continued to travel east. Before they knew it, it was getting late, and the scary rain had already stopped.

At this time, Sean was looking for a way forward, and Zhuo Muqiangba followed him with a baggage on his back. Sean suddenly pushed away the thorns blocking the road ahead and said happily: "There is light, there is light!"

He walked a few steps.

Zhuomu Qiangba was also happy. In this dense forest, there was always gloomy light. If there was light, he might walk out of the jungle and come to another place.

Sean squeezed forward regardless of the thorns of the bushes. After he got out of the woods, he shouted: "Oh my God! Come and see! Johnson! Mr. Johnson! What have we found! Come!"

He always can't pronounce Jangbara in British English, and he likes to call Jomma Johnson.

Zhuo Muchangba came behind Sean, just like they discovered the guerrilla base camp that day, the scenery in front lit up his eyes.

An open space was artificially opened in the jungle, and huge stone slabs were laid on the open space. Countless grass grew out of the cracks of the stone slabs. Some small trees as thick as arms also turned over the stone slabs and broke out from the ground.

On the other end of the stone road, several tall huge rocks stood proudly, looking quite like giant portraits on the Easter Island from afar. They stood neatly there, unknown that they had been covered by weeds and dense forests for thousands of years.

Deep in the green, gray and brown jungle, I suddenly saw such a large artificial building, all of white boulders, and the quaint craftsmanship marked its former glory.

Zhuo Muqiangba didn't think anything was there, but Sean could no longer suppress his excitement. He half-kneeled on the ground, stroked the slightly cool stone slab with his hand, and murmured: "Look, this is a ruin, a ruin of the ancients.

They have always existed here, and I don’t know how many years have passed through baptism and witnessed the history of a nation.

Where did they get such a huge stone?

Why is it repaired here?

It's incredible, incredible!"

Sean said, running forward again, his figure trembling slightly, and Zhuo Muqiangba couldn't believe that he would be so excited.

The area of ​​paving stone slabs is about the size of a basketball court, and there are no other buildings around, only a few upright boulders. It looks like the boulders are made into a pattern, but some of the stones have collapsed and even signs of being moved by wild animals. It is hard to imagine what it once looked like.

Sean stroked every huge rock, sometimes jumped onto a stone pier, sometimes lying on the ground and looking in through the cracks of the rocks. It was like a child who had been to an amusement park for the first time, feeling extremely novel about everything.

Zhuo Muqiangba followed Sean to the huge stones. Each of the huge stones was four or five meters high, with pure white all over the body and shallow reliefs. The painting craftsmanship was simple and elegant, and the images inside were unique and different, which were something he had never seen before.

Stepping on the white stone slab, looking up at the tall huge rocks, a red glow appeared in the blue sky in the distance, and a group of American parrots flew past. Looking at the scenery in front of him, Zhuo Mu Qiangba actually felt a sense of desolation.

Their creators have disappeared, leaving only these stones, silently telling history. In the face of eternal years, the history of a nation is like a meteor flashing and annihilated in an instant.

Zhuo Muqiangba walked around behind a huge rock and looked at the huge white stone that collapsed on the ground, with human heads, abstract animals and various strange patterns carved on it, especially the lower end of the huge rock, all of which were round and square patterns.

There are also human heads and animals in different postures within the round edges, but these squares are neat and neat, both like patterns and characters.

Sean had already climbed up a big tree, looked around, and when he came down, he said with regret: "There is only this place where there is nothing else, it's so strange. What are you doing with such a small place?"

Zhuo Muqiangba pointed to the image of the base of the stone pier and asked Shaun to identify it. Shaun recognized it at a glance and screamed like a night dove: "It's Maya! This is Maya's text! These patterns are also, God! How can there be Maya's text here?

It’s thousands of kilometers away from Central America!”

Sean slapped his head and said, "No, damn, since the Kukur people are descendants of the Mayans, then their ancestors must have left something here. I should have thought of the Mayan ruins here too! Why didn't I think about it earlier?

It would be great if there was a camera, it would be great if there was a camera..." Sean repeated the last sentence many times.

Zhuomangba walked through the stone pillars, each stone pillar was carved with different patterns. Looking at the magnificent crystals of ancient art, he couldn't help but sigh at the shortness of life and the poverty of knowledge. At this time, his biggest doubt was like Sean - he was reclaimed such a field in the dense forest and stood a huge rock. What was it for?

He asked, "Do you understand Mayawen?"

"I don't understand. I just saw it in Mexico and could tell at a glance that they are different from the words of any other nation. They are unique to the Mayan civilization."

Sean touched another huge rock and said frustrated, "It's a pity that we don't have any tools around us. If we can record it, these materials can rewrite people's concept that the Mayan Empire exists only in Central America.

These stones, surrounded by Stonehenge, should be a symbol. There are no other buildings here, maybe a cemetery!"

Zhuo Muchangba noticed that when Sean mentioned the cemetery, his eyes flashed with light. That kind of light was definitely not something a British gentleman should have. Instead, it was a bit like the man in military uniform who tried to track down his greedy eyes and a desire to possess, which made people shudder.

"cemetery?

You mean the cemetery?”

Zhuo Mu Qiangba seemed to have thought of something, but for a moment the impression was blurred in his consciousness. He always felt that he had heard it somewhere, but it was very hazy.

"Yes, look..." Seanbee painted, "between these huge rocks and the huge rocks, there were beams built with huge white stones, like an arch. Although many of them collapsed and had traces of being moved, if we look closely, it is not difficult to find that there are one, two, three, four... seven, and seven stone pillars in total, they are mutually..."

"Wait a minute!"

When Sean mentioned the number seven, something seemed to flash through Zhuo Mu Qiangba's head, but when Sean spoke, he forgot the flashing thing again.

Zhuomangba said: "You said there are seven stone pillars?"

Don't talk, let me think about it, seven stone pillars?

Seven stone pillars?

Seven, seven..." Zhuo Muqiangba murmuda silently in his heart, "Where have you heard of Seven Stone Pillars, why are you so familiar with Seven?"

"Seven stone pillars symbolize the seven ethnic groups; they live in the jungle and live peacefully; they jointly protect the tombs of their ancestors; the brave one among them is the Kukur people..." Finally, Zhuomangba remembered that under the stars in the night sky, the beautiful and beautiful singing of Baba-rabbit echoed in his ears, like the spiritual sound of a fairyland, which was incredible.

Zhuomangba has always listened to the first half of the history song of the Kukur people as a mythology, and he was also drowsy that day and did not remember it thoroughly. Now he suddenly remembered it and couldn't help but burst into a cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, the graceful song that records the history of the Kukur people tells all the real stories. So at this moment, what they are walking on under their feet...

When Zhuo Mu Qiangba raised his head from the trance, he said in a low voice: "Yes, Sean, maybe you are really right.

At this moment, we are stepping on the tomb of an ancestor of the Kukur tribe!"

Sean was stunned and completely shocked. It took him a long time to come to his senses and grabbed Zhuo Mu Qiangba's torn clothes and shook it: "What did you say?

What a tomb?

How did you know?

What else do you know?

Tell me, tell me all!"

It was not until Zhuo Muqiangba let him shake for nearly ten minutes that he woke up from a dream, letting go with embarrassment, and said embarrassedly, "It's true, I've lost my composure.

I just, I'm just too excited.

Just...it's like, just like Stephen's first discovery of the Mayan city-state."

Zhuo Muchangba didn't know who Stephen was, and he didn't hear it clearly. He was trying hard to recall the song of Baba-rabbit that night.

He said lightly: "I don't know much. I was drunk that day, and I couldn't remember much.

The ones hidden here should be the common ancestors of the Kukur tribe and several other races, but I don’t remember the name. They happened on the migration road. At that time, the ancestors of the Kukur tribe had not found a suitable land for building a city-state, and were still wandering. When passing through the sun's home, another of their leader was about to die... and then buried in a place on the road. Many years have passed. Due to unclear reasons, Baicheng fell and people fled everywhere. Some people who were unwilling to stay away from their homes found the tombs of their ancestors who once led them to this jungle.

They vowed to protect their common ancestors in the tomb, as if they had erected seven pillars, engraved their determination and oath on it.
To be continued...