The cave is very deep, and the depths are dark. I can't see what's inside, and there are traces of artificial excavation around it.
The young man and the old man squatted not far away, whispering to something with a flashlight.
Mr. Gu walked over with the big man and me, "What are you looking at?" he asked.
"Old Gu, look at this." The little old man pointed at something.
Mr. Gu leaned over and bent over and looked at the thing without speaking.
I also curiously leaned over and took a look. It was a stone sculpture buried on the ground. I couldn't see what it was carved. It seemed that it had been many years.
I wonder if these people are not tomb robbers. I remembered the plots in those tomb robbers novels, which are exactly the same as they are now!
"I don't know you guys, where have you made your fortune recently?" I hesitated for a while and asked, I wanted to slap myself in my ears as soon as I said the words.
When Mr. Gu heard me asking, he suddenly laughed, laughed for a while, then stopped, looked at me and said, "Little brother, you don't really know it."
What do I know
He looked at me with a stunned look, and suddenly said with a serious face: "You really don't know?"
"I really don't know!" I said, my heart trembled. A group of tomb robbers will bring you to justice sooner or later.
Mr. Gu looked at me, "You don't know anything, what did Su Mu lead you to."
"Maybe this kid will play around with us, old Gu," the little old man said. "Look at his thieves, ticking around."
I'm an old guy who has aura in his eyes and doesn't understand anything.
Mr. Gu looked at me and smiled: "No, little brother, be honest, so you should lead the way first."
He handed me a flashlight and pointed to the depths of the cave. I hesitated to take it over and walked in the forefront, hoping that there were no hidden weapons in this cave.
The little old man looked at the stone sculpture for a while and followed him, and said to Mr. Gu: "It's the territory of the Jing clan, and the stone sculpture is what they left behind."
Mr. Gu nodded and slowed down. Several people raised their flashlights and followed us far behind.
"That little girl Su Mu really knows where the Shao Clan's site is." The little old man smiled.
I couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Grandpa, what is the Shao Clan?"
"Hehe." The old man smiled and said nothing.
"It seems that you really don't know." Mr. Gu said, "Why don't we tell you, we people are all here for this Xiao Clan."
"The Jing ethnic group is a minority that once lived in the Hengduan Mountains. It has been thousands of years ago." He said.
"Are you archaeological?"
"Haha, that's it." He laughed again. I always think this man has a majestic facial features, but when he smiles, he always feels like a trickery.
They stopped talking, just followed far behind, and I led the way, or it was a thunder.
The cave is very deep, and it gets narrower as it goes deeper, but with the light of a flashlight, it can be seen that there are more and more traces of artificial excavation around it, and carvings began to appear on the surrounding mountain walls, and then stone slabs began to be laid.
It was quiet all around, only the sound of rustling footsteps and breathing.
"Hold on," Mr. Gu said suddenly.
Everyone stopped and looked at him.
"The wall carvings here seem to have content."
He pointed to the wall. The stone slabs of the previous wall were only rough outlines of the same pattern, but I don't know when, there were meaningful patterns.
"Look at what these murals say." Mr. Gu said.
We leaned forward, stepped back a few steps, and started with the first picture. At first glance, the stone carving seems to be able to see something from it, but when you look carefully, you find that you can't understand anything.
The first picture is a stone or something from a mountain. Anyway, I don’t understand it. The person who carved this wall carving must be of the same level as Picasso. (End of this chapter)