Baikeli told me that since his ancestors, their family was a camel caravan, who traveled through Gurbantonggut all year round, and transported goods from the ancient Silk Road to other places in dispersed.

At that time, a large family lived together, and it was bustling and bustling every day. He had heard countless legends about this place since he was a child, so he had a special feeling for this desert.

With the discovery of society and the advancement of human technology, the camel caravan gradually withdrew from the stage of history. But Baikeli still loves this place. This desolate and vast desert carries Baikeli's memories and dreams.

Baikeli told me that this was also the reason why he finally bought this place. Maybe he could never go deeper into the arms of this desert again in his life, but here he would feel closer to Gurban Tungute.

Baikeli's words shocked me. I never thought that someone would love such a barren land so much. In front of the vast desert, Baikeli was so small, but looking at Baikeli looking at Gulbantonggut, I might understand his feelings, it was a look of nostalgia.

We both sat here and looked into the distance, without saying a word for a long time.

After a while, a question suddenly surged in my heart. I turned to look at Baikeli, "Uncle Baikeli, do you know that there is an ancient city in the Gurbantonggut Desert."

Baikeli smiled, "There are so many ancient cities. I heard from my grandfather that if you walk to the deepest part of the desert, you will see many ancient cities ruins. However," Baikeli shook his head gently, "My grandfather also told me that you should never go there. It is a forbidden area for humans. If you walk in, you will not be able to come back."

I paused and continued, "I mean the most special one among the ancient cities here."

"Special?" Baikeli pondered for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Ah, I understand, you are referring to the ancient country of Shanhuan!"

Seeing me nodding, Baikeli continued, "I didn't expect you to know about the ancient country of Shanhuan. There are many legends about that place, the most mysterious one is the legend of the Spring of Life. It is said that there is a spring in the ancient country of Shanhuan, where people can get immortality." Baikeli smiled slightly, "Of course, it's just a legend, root

No one has ever seen this so-called fountain of life.”

I smiled bitterly in my heart. Have I seen it before? But Nie Zhenyun once told me that the fountain of life we ​​have seen should be fake. In this way, I should have never seen it before. At best, I wanted to see it as an attempt.

Perhaps seeing the change in my expression, Baikeli thought I was touched by his words, so he said again: "This is probably the most mysterious legend here."

When I think of the ancient country of Shanhuan and the previous experiences, I feel confused.

I said lightly: "Uncle Baikeli, do you think this ancient country of Shanhuan really appeared?"

"It has appeared," Baikeli said very certainly, "There is no doubt that the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom really existed in history. About three thousand years ago, a group of people from the southeastern mountains entered this desert in order to avoid the war, and then established the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom. At its peak, the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom almost unified the entire Western Regions. Later, the Central Plains army arrived and fought with the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom.

Later, the army of the ancient state of Shanhuan was defeated, and the ancient state of Shanhuan began to decline from then on and eventually died."

What Baikeli said is basically the same as what I know. It seems that the situation we have mastered before is also correct.

However, I still had a little doubt about the ancient country of Shanhuan, so I asked Baikeli, "So where did the people of the ancient country of Shanhuan go after the decline of Shanhuan go?"

Baikeli thought for a while, then sang two Uyghur songs. I spread my hands and said that I couldn't understand. He said in Chinese: "The fire burned for three days and three nights, and the ancient country of Shanhuan will never be seen."

After hearing this, I was puzzled and asked him: "What does this sentence mean?"

Baikeli said to me: "It is impossible to know the exact situation for such a long time. These two sentences are two lines chanting songs that I heard when I was a child. This is probably the last record of the ancient country of Shanhuan."

I still didn't understand very well, so I asked Baikeli again, "What does it mean to burn the fire for three days and three nights?"

Baikeli told me that after the defeat of the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom, the people of the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom set fire to the entire ancient city, and huge smoke filled the entire sky of the desert. After that, all the people of the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom left, and it is said that they migrated northward. A small part left.

The people also left the former site of the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom, went to the edge of the desert, and rebuilt a small country, which was still called Shanhuan. What Baikeli said was also passed down in this later Shanhuan Kingdom, which was just a few words.

I think the Shan Huan Kingdom recorded in the Book of Han should be this country that was later rebuilt. The real Shan Huan Kingdom has long been erased.

I really didn't expect that the people of Shanhuan's ancient country were very good at doing things. They set fire to the entire city. I think they were trying to hide the secrets under the ancient city.

Although there are still many doubts in this, Baikeli's words still tell me a new clue, that is, the people from the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom did not stay here and slowly as the city faded, but migrated.

I took out my cell phone, opened the map, and calculated the migration route of the ancestors of the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom. According to Baileli, if they went north, they would have arrived at the nomadic area.

As I looked at it, an idea suddenly popped up in my mind. If I count it this way, these ancestors of the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom went north. After several years, a new nation, called the Huns, appeared there!

When I saw these two words, my heart suddenly trembled. This is not the first time the words Huns have appeared in my experience. Before, when I was in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, I heard my second uncle talk about the "Xiongnu Nans" incident with Yuan An. In that incident, the Huns obviously went to the ruins of the Nether tribe in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Even in the experience of the ancient tomb of the island, the Huns went directly to the location of the Eye of the Void.

I have long been puzzled by the traces of the Huns that have appeared. I don’t understand how the nomads in the north know these places? It seems that this is probably the reason for the matter.

Following this idea, I continued to think about it. Baikeli said just now that people from the Hangun Kingdom first migrated from the mountains in the southeast. Speaking of the mountains in the southeast, I pondered for a moment and immediately thought of a name - Qilian Mountains!

I suddenly felt enlightened, and now all the locations and things were linked. What connected them was the migration of the Nether Clan.

So that's it. I suddenly stood up, Baikeli looked at me in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

I said to him, "I'm going to Karamay!"

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Chapter completed!