I thought about the uses of these two small rings, and there are three types:

First, the saddle collar that ancient nomads fixed on their mounts; second, the hanging ring used to thread colorful silk threads in the king's ceremonial horse team; third, exclusive symbols, such as the collars and small tags of one's own pets.

No matter what the situation is, it means that this beautiful unicorn must have an owner!

Legend has it that there are flying immortals on Penglai Mountain.

I think, no matter whether its owner is a god or not, even if an ordinary human lives here, he can own a unicorn spirit beast and live in such an otherworldly fairyland. There is no difference between him and a god, not to mention the years outside.

The passage of time cannot interfere here at all. Its owner is not a god...

I played with Qilin for a while with reverence and flattery, and then it stood up, licked its mane, and started to leave.

The weirdo and I hurriedly packed up the luggage that was all over the floor and followed us. We were unfamiliar with the place, but with the Kirin, it would definitely be able to take us out of the water forest!

It is very humane and quickly understood our intentions. It gradually slowed down its running speed and walked alongside us.

The water level in the forest is very unstable, some are just above my knees, and some are as deep as my neck!

As the trees gradually became sparse, the light-blocking leaves spread out. When I raised my head, I could vaguely see the silver-white sky.

I remember that when we got off the Shark, there was a full moon in the sky reflecting the entire abyss. From this point of view, the light source currently providing night lighting for Penglai is just the moon!

After coming out of the water forest, we walked to a hillock. The terrain here seemed to be very high. If there was no fog, the view would be very wide.

We don’t know where Qilin is going. If we continue to follow it, can we meet an ancient immortal?

It made a low cry similar to that of a calf, looked back at us, then quickened its pace and started running forward.

My legs are relatively short, so I struggled to catch up a few steps before the weirdo in front of me reached out and stopped me! Then the one-horned unicorn seemed to rush to some high platform and jumped——

It completely disappeared into the mist!

The two of us cautiously took a few more steps forward, only to realize that the place we were on was actually a platform on a cliff! It was here that Qilin jumped from when he disappeared!

I was so anxious. What was under the cliff? How high was it? Is it dangerous for Qilin to jump down?

This damn fog, why can’t it subside for a while?!

As soon as I thought this in my mind, a breeze with fragrance blew over. The fog around me seemed to understand my thoughts, and the scene under the cliff gradually appeared in front of us layer by layer in a trajectory that could be seen with the naked eye:

It is a golden building complex with carved beams and painted beams, and is magnificent in scale!

But the distance was too far. I couldn't see where the unicorn jumped, and I didn't know if there was anyone living at the bottom of the cliff.

The only thing that can be determined is that the architectural style below must be a palace!

The weirdo and I were so excited, as if we were going to meet a god in the next moment, we quickly left with faces full of joy, looking for a way to climb down on the cliff!

But not only are there no steps or lifts, there aren't even any vines extending downward!

We tried the climbing rope we brought again, but it seemed that the rope was not long enough.

After much calculation and tinkering for a long time, we found that we are not Qilin. If we want to go to the palace, we can only take a detour.

Donghuang and the others don’t know where it is yet, but if they see a palace here, they will definitely go here to find out. Without further ado, there is still a long way to go, so we hurriedly take advantage of the fog before it condenses.

After figuring out the nearby terrain, I put my luggage on my back and started walking down the winding mountain road on the other side step by step.

As we walked, the fog above our heads dispersed layer by layer, revealing the circular abyss sky above!

I suddenly looked up and found something strange:

When we met the firefly squid and the white peacock on the Shark, the fog just lifted once. The moon at that time was a perfect full moon. And we went from descending into the forest to following the unicorn up the cliff.

, it probably took a whole night at most. Logically speaking, it should be when the sun is rising, but now there is a small crescent moon hanging in the middle of the dome sky!

I have seen the small milky white crescent moon before dawn countless times, but the moon above my head is absolutely different. It is a waning moon at midnight!

The cycle of moon phase changes is usually one month of the lunar calendar, from new moon - first quarter moon - half moon - gibbous moon, to full moon - gibbous moon - half moon - last quarter moon - new moon, and so on month after month

One month, the cycle repeats.

On average, the changes in each moon phase should be about three or four days!

But before we even spent the whole night, we jumped straight from the full moon to the waning moon!

I remembered the first night I spent in the Sea of ​​Morning Fog: just after I slept, ten days of sea ice had condensed outside.

The sea ice at that time was beyond the breadth of the Sea of ​​Morning Mist, but the moon now is above the altitude of Penglai Island.

So, the moon above our heads is the only reference that is out of the Penglai Island time system!

The weirdo dragged me away for a long time, and the scenery around me changed again and again, but there were still some pine trees, fir trees, and unknown small shrubs and plants.

I had no intention of looking at the scenery, and all my attention was focused on the problem of the moon: according to the pace, it must be early morning, but the sun still showed no sign of coming out.

I suddenly had a bold guess: the sun cannot be seen on Penglai Island!

The position of the moon has not changed at all, only the shape of the moon has changed. If there is no rising in the east and setting in the west, then there is no sunrise and moonset!

I still remember that in the Bawang Treasure in Xuzhou, we encountered a white sanitary napkin hidden in a cave. The weirdo's guess at the time was that the bats did not see sunlight every day, and the color of their bodies gradually became lighter, and they reproduced from generation to generation.

Naturally, they all evolved into pure white.

The white peacocks and one-horned unicorns we saw on the island all had light-colored fur. Maybe their skin color evolved for the same reason as the bats in the cave: they were not exposed to sunlight all day long!

I quickly sat down the weirdo who was busy chopping grass, took out a piece of paper and started to calculate this bizarre time relationship:

If the sun never rises, if the moon's position never changes, and if the moon phase still maintains the moon phase changes in the outside world, then there is no need for energy-consuming hourglass timing, as long as the fog dissipates, the moon above the head can serve as a penglai

A clock to convert between the island and the outside world!

I found the feeling that the glasses brother was using his skills, and started to write down a long list of verification figures with his pen flying:

We spent most of the night walking here, and the full moon turned into the last quarter moon, so one night should be equal to about 15 days.

The mouse stayed on the island for less than two months, and four years have passed outside. All converted into "days", the ratio is more than 50 days to 1,460 days, which is the relationship of 1 day to) days.

It took 168 days for the Shark to sail for the first time, and 14 years have passed, so the ratio is exactly 1:30.

From this point of view, one day in Penglai Island is equal to one month in the outside world!

It suddenly occurred to me that people always say that one day in the sky and one year underground. This is the sea. Although the time difference is not as big as in the sky, this sentence can be changed to: one day in the sea and one month on the shore!

We have been here for almost three days since we entered the sea of ​​morning mist. So to the outside world, winter and the Spring Festival have passed by without anyone noticing! It’s already 2009 outside!

Time is urgent, we haven’t left the world for too long, and we can still make it in time to go back! I feel like I can no longer slowly enjoy the mountains and rivers, and the time now can’t stand the consumption!

I grabbed the weirdo and hurried forward. As I walked, I told him the conclusions I got. Unexpectedly, he immediately accelerated his pace after hearing this. I had to run to keep up a few steps!

Lu Xun said: There is no road in the world, but when there are more people walking, there is a road.

The place under our feet has never been walked by anyone, so there is no good road at all. We just remembered the route based on a rough glance on the cliff, and stepped through the grass when we encountered it.

When you encounter woods, walk through them. If you encounter vines and thorns, you have to chop them with a knife.

The surrounding fog gradually gathered again, and the moonlight was already weak, so the visibility was even lower now. The weirdo said that when the situation is unknown, try not to turn on the flashlight in the wild, so as not to attract any difficult beasts.

His eyes could still see something with the last bit of light, but I was almost in the dark. The trees and grass around me were transformed into various strange shadows in the mist, which made people easily startled.

First of all.

When I was splitting open a bunch of low branches, I always felt that the shadow there was indescribably strange, as if there was something besides the leaves wrapped around it. I decided to give up this suspicious idea, so I walked two steps to the side.

I took a step forward, stretched out my hand and pulled it, intending to cut down the branch to see what happened.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, I felt an extremely soft touch. It was definitely not the softness that leaves can achieve!

Walking a little further, I took a closer look - it was clearly a piece of clothing fabric!

With such sharp branches lying across the ground, it is of course easy to scrape off the clothes on the body, but it is a bit abnormal for the cloth to appear here on Penglai Island!

One, there are humans passing by here.

Second, this fabric is made of modern craftsmanship, and this person is from the same era as us!

The weirdo glanced around, then carefully turned on the flashlight and illuminated the piece of cloth wrapped around the branch. Only then did I realize that there was a little blood stain on it!

It seems that the branch not only scratched the clothes, but also scratched its owner! What makes people's hearts churn even more is that the blood stains are still very fresh! This person must have been here not long ago!
Chapter completed!