When Uncle Huang's words fell, I frowned. The plan of descent he was talking about was mentioned by Wenfang when he was in the underground river. But she also knows only one, not the other.
In addition to word of mouth, knowing that the Gnosis Egg appeared unintentionally in the sedition plan. As for other clues such as time and location, Wen Fang is also a cloud of mist, and there is no way to know.
However, Wenfang is very clever and is good at grasping the key accurately from a few words.
She frowned, and said to Uncle Huang, "Gu Yunguo? Uncle Huang, could it be... the country where the surrender plan broke out?"
As she said, she didn't wait for Uncle Huang to speak, and then hesitated and said: "But... Uncle Huang, I know a little bit about the history here. I have never heard of it before. There was an ancient cloud before. China has appeared!"
Uncle Huang shook his head: "Hehe, little niece, you take it for granted! Gu Yunguo, strictly speaking, has never existed in the history of mankind."
Uncle Huang took a look at each of us, and said word by word: "That's because it is not a country made up of human beings..."
"A country not formed by humans..." Wen Fang was taken aback, and then he made a'hiss' sound, took a cold breath, and said with a pale face in shock: "That's it?"
Uncle Huang nodded.
Suddenly, he directed at the door of the room and said calmly: "Meiling, let's start!"
When I was still weird, all around suddenly rang out, and the light from the elegant and delicate lattice windows slowly dimmed.
I took a closer look, and there was a black horizontal line on the glass on both sides of the window, slowly covering it from top to bottom.
As the horizontal line sank, the whole room gradually became dark. When it was completely covered, a clear electronic picture suddenly appeared directly in front of our body.
After that, a mobile phone appeared in Uncle Huang's hand, and his index finger pressed and swiped on it. Correspondingly, the pictures on the huge screen on the opposite side changed one by one.
At this time, I reacted.
I have to sigh: his grandmother's, this yellow skinning means rich wealth. Turn a room into a movie theater. Take a closer look, the screen on the opposite side of the projected image is a real LCD screen. It is nearly ten meters long and five or six meters high. With two things alone, it costs at least tens of thousands.
I feel the smell of Zhumen's wine and meat, and there are frozen bones on the road.
Over there, Uncle Huang had put down the phone, and a hand-painted portrait appeared on the opposite screen, with rough lines and bold setting.
The close shot is a small village under the green hills, outlined in a few strokes, carefully distinguished, there are some human-shaped lines in it, but few of them can form a shadow. However, this is the case, and it also creates a clear sense of the times. It should be in a certain village under the southern mountains in ancient times.
The middle shot takes the mountain forest straight, and a group of hunters with bows and arrows are walking in the meantime. The distant view is placed on the top of the mountain, covered by clouds, shadows and fog, and a few lines depict a palace-like building. On the whole, the painting that appears on the screen is of no viewing value at all. This abstract painting style is difficult to accept.
I looked at Uncle Huang incomprehensibly. I didn’t know that he made such a big move, only to show us such a simple drawing like a kid's graffiti. What was the reason
Could it be that this painting is actually very valuable? It's just that my level of appreciation is too low to tell? Uncle Huang came out, is it to show off
When my monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, Uncle Huang spoke up.
He smiled and said, "Little niece, Yan Xiaozi, you must be very curious now! Actually, I asked Meiling to secretly photograph this painting from a place. There is a lot of mystery in it. You two will take a closer look. !"
Candid
Wen Fang and I looked at each other with face-to-face glances. After hearing what he said, we had to gather all our hearts and focus on the painting.
From this look, Wen Fang quickly discovered the strangeness.
She took two steps forward, pointed her finger at the corner of Xiaozhai close-up, and said, "There... why is there a person lying there?"
I followed her arm and saw that it was under a stilted building in Zhaikou, using a few simple lines to depict a person lying flat on the ground.
The man's posture is very strange, his left foot is widened outwards, forming a right angle of almost ninety degrees with his right foot, and his hands are raised above his head to coincide with a thick line depicting the base of the stilt building.
The characters in the paintings are described by simple strokes, and the painters seem to try their best to be simple.
However, at this moment, the person we see has a few more prominent outward lines on both sides of his body. The distribution is very regular. There are four on the left and right, which should not be caused by the painter's mistakes.
Moreover, the contour lines of his face are also distorted, sometimes convex and sometimes introverted. But it is a line to the end, like an egg on the head, and the distinctly opened and closed faces of other people walking in the village, forming a conspicuous contrast.
I think this'person' lying downstairs on the stilts has a feeling of deja vu, as if I have seen it before? However, what I saw was not a real person, but her weird body and posture.
But for another time, I couldn't think of a more specific memory, and my heart was distorted.
I murmured, "This man is so strange! Is it a drunk alcoholic? Or a homeless beggar? Lying on the ground in this position, the more you look at it, the more awkward!"
"No! Look at his hand carefully!"
Wen Fang said solemnly: "This person shouldn't be lying on the ground by himself. The lines of his hands coincide with the wooden beams on the floor. From my understanding, he should be tied to the wooden beams!"
"Right? Uncle Huang?" Wen Fang turned to ask Uncle Huang at the end.
"Haha, my little niece has good eyesight!"
Uncle Huang laughed, Chong Wenfang gave a thumbs up and said, "Yes, this person is indeed tied to the beam! Look at his face again, the lines are very undulating, like a freak. But, He is not a freak, but a dead man!"
"dead?"
I was stunned, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind, and finally remembered how I always felt an inexplicable familiar feeling when I looked at this person.
I leaned in and yelled: "Damn, isn't this a damn worm who nurtures Gnosis eggs? Grandma's, those guys in Dark River are standing, but this thing is lying down, almost Go away!"
Wen Fang also woke up and nodded: "Yes, this is indeed a bug man! Uncle Huang, where did you sneak this picture? Where is the stockade on the picture?"
Uncle Huang poured himself a cup of tea, sat on the chair, took a mouthful, pursed his mouth, and looked reminiscenced, and continued to talk...
This is a very shocking discovery.
Uncle Huang found Fatty Yuan to settle the accounts to no avail, but he caught a glimpse of Fatty Yuan, Elder Zhang, and a worm-serving man called the Lord Buddha, in the small building secret merchants, looking for the relics of the ancient cloud kingdom.
This three-person team is a deep-minded person, living in a dark room, and still covering up the conversation, only talking about the corresponding cooperation matters, but never mentioning what the purpose of looking for the ancient Yunguo ruins is.
Besides, the news about the ancient cloud country may not be known to others, but Uncle Huang, who has traveled all over the world and lived quietly in western Hunan for decades, has heard of it.
Since ancient times, Xiangxi has been the place of the throat of Hubei, Chongqing, and Guizhou provinces. The Wuling mountain range crosses the whole area, with many forests and deep mountains, and traffic is difficult. Therefore, the regimes of the various dynasties in the ancient Central Plains were unable to set foot in this place, and it has always been regarded as a place of chaos. Strange things are unfailing for a long time, thinking that foreigners are talking about capital.
In this area full of mystery, there was once a dynasty that ruled for hundreds of years, Hou Luo Dianguo. The Houluodian Kingdom is a dynasty established by the ancestors of the Yi nationality, which lasted for more than 800 years and once advocated the witchcraft culture. Finally, it gradually disappears into the dust of history.
Uncle Huang said that the plan of surrendering the gods in those days actually happened during the period when Houluo Dianguo ruled Xiangxi.
The brutal suppression of the Zerg Gnostics for several years caused some Gnostics to formulate a plan to seduce God. In the accident, the Gnostic Egg appeared in front of the world for the first time.
The Gnostic Egg is the product of the original spirit's self-evolution with the help of a different species of Gnostic Body. Like the scorpion-tailed snow spider we saw in the dark river, it possesses the powerful abilities of two primordial spirits at the same time.
The appearance of this kind of monster caused the extermination army to collapse, and Houluo Dianguo lost its rule of Xiangxi. As a result, a dark period of more than ten years was created. (End of this chapter)