Nuwa Xiaoxiao seemed to realize that she was talking too much, and immediately changed her words: "Of course it is skewered with rabbit meat for barbecue."
I couldn't help but feel ashamed. How old is this girl to still make such a joke? She can only live so long because she is old.
Under our attack, the group of sprites finally exited the thick fog they guarded fearlessly.
However, what we never expected was that after we walked more than ten meters, there was no fog in front of us. Moreover, the thick fog did not fade and disappear little by little, but disappeared all of a sudden after leaving that specific area.
It seems that the thick fog only covers a certain area.
But when they saw the scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but open their mouths. In front of them, there was a dense mass of Welwitschia, with blood-red flowers blooming everywhere, like pools of blood, dyeing the desert red. Shocking!
"Have we come out yet?" Lin Qiusheng asked a silly question.
I pointed at the center of the Welwitschia and said, "See, there is a strange building there that was not there when we came here. In other words, this is not the entrance we saw before."
Those Welwitschia with green leaves and red flowers are layered one by one, surrounding the strange building in the center.
The building was carved from the large red stone unique to the Western Regions, and its appearance was also in the style of the Western Regions. It looked like a semicircular arch, and it seemed that you could reach the Buddhist Kingdom of Tianzhu just one step further.
But under the arch, there is a strange bronze bell hanging.
The entire clock is covered in rust, and even from a distance, you can feel a suppressive atmosphere in it.
bell?
Could it be that this bell is...
My hand stopped in mid-air, a little in disbelief.
Lao Jiang also became suspicious: "This clock weighs at least a thousand catties, no matter how strong the wind is, it cannot shake it."
Who the hell was ringing it before?
Or is it ringing by itself?
I felt my scalp numb, but Mr. Feng turned the wine gourd upside down and pointed at his feet: "The answer you want... is under these orchids."
Welwitschia?
Although we didn't believe it, we still took out the engineering shovels and dug according to Mr. Feng's instructions.
It didn’t take long for me to be shocked by what I saw, because as soon as I dug out a few shovels, I discovered that the fat roots of the Welwitschia were actually deeply pierced into a skull.
Yin Ling'er also screamed because she also dug up a skeleton.
Everyone discovered the same thing. There is a white skeleton hidden under every Welwitschia here, and there are bright and beautiful flowers blooming.
Before, Lao Jiang had wondered why the Welwitschia here had red flowers, but now he understood that their colors were all irrigated by blood.
"Did you find it? Almost none of the bones you dug up are complete." Old Feng's voice flowed in the air, and he and Nuwa had already arrived in front of the bronze bell.
As Mr. Feng said, you will find it after digging three feet.
Most of the bones had their heads chopped off, some had their legs broken, some had their arms chopped off with sharp weapons, and some...
In short, almost no bones are complete.
Mr. Feng looked at the huge bronze bell with a complicated expression. There was a biography engraved on it, explaining the origin of these white bones!
It turns out that this place was an ancient battlefield during the Sixteen Kingdoms period. Fighting took place between Northern Liang and Southern Liang. I don’t know how many warriors from the Western Regions were buried under the endless yellow sand.
Their bodies cannot go home, and their names are forgotten by the world with their deaths. Only new wars bury the new dead.
Gradually, this place became a place of wronged souls!
This group of soldiers who died in vain suffered great pain during their lives and could not return to their hometown after death. Their ghosts and resentments remained, and they formed pieces of mist, covering the desert.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but think of an ancient poem: "I vowed to wipe out the Xiongnu without caring about my body, and five thousand mink brocades were lost to Hu Chen. The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir dream!"
Back then, Monk Le led his horse and staff all the way to the Western Regions. Passing through the desert, he witnessed this sky-high resentment.
He lamented: The war has brought too much killing, the living have been displaced, and the dead cannot be reincarnated!
It is precisely because of this that Lecai longed for peace and decided to persuade the kings of the Sixteen Kingdoms to put down the butcher knife...
Later, he saw the Buddha's light in Mingsha Mountain and started the long road of building the Mogao Grottoes. The Buddha's light shone in Dunhuang, and his compassion enveloped the entire desert!
The kings who were persuaded followed Monk Le back to the desert.
Everyone saw the skeletons all over the ground, heard the cries of the dead, and felt their own sins...
The kings wanted to free these heroic warriors, so according to Le's design, they sent the best craftsmen to build this bell, hoping to save these tens of thousands of undead souls.
The name of this bell is: Bliss.
But because too many people have died, and the resentment is overwhelming, even music cannot transcend it. They can only use the special melody of the bell to let these undead see the most longing scene in this life.
The bells of bliss weave sweet dreams for the undead to reduce their grievances and allow their souls to rest in peace one day.
And the kings also fell into a sweet dream after hearing the bells of bliss!
They saw the land of the Central Plains under peace. At that time, weapons and weapons from various countries were in storage, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and China and the West exchanged what they had.
At the beginning, various ethnic groups still harbored blood feuds because of previous wars.
But in the trade after trade, everyone truly felt the sincerity, and the ancient Silk Road opened again!
Countries one after another have reached their peak in national strength because of their mutual support.
Everyone no longer fights and is no longer hostile, and gradually becomes a common name: the Chinese nation.
This dream allowed the kings to see the future with their own eyes and determined to take the first step, so they signed a peace contract.
"This Monk Le is really amazing." I admired from the bottom of my heart.
This Bell of Bliss has brought sweet dreams to so many people and soothed their souls.
But as thousands of years passed, these undead souls were supposed to go to the places where they should go, but because they were stuck in sweet dreams, they never wanted to wake up.
At the same time, the undead souls passing by were also attracted by the sound of the bell, and were trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves.
Instead, this oasis has become a no-go zone for killing people without blood!
"It's time to settle..."
Mr. Feng sighed, and then asked us all to step back, turn around, and close our eyes.
No curiosity or peeking allowed.
He wants to break this bell and save everyone!
We followed Mr. Feng's instructions and walked to the edge of the Welwitschia. We all turned our backs. But what surprised me was that Nuwa was so young and incompetent. Why did Mr. Feng only want to keep her by his side? Aren't he afraid? Did she accidentally get hurt?
And that bell weighs a thousand kilograms. No matter how powerful Mr. Feng is, he is just a mortal. Can he really destroy this thousand-year-old bell?
"I didn't expect to see you take action again after so many years..."
I only heard Feng Lao say a strange word, and then the sun and the moon collapsed, and the sky and the earth changed color. With a bang, I felt something huge hit me behind me, and even the ground under my feet was shaken.
