The road to the north is extremely difficult. There are many low mountains around, and the overall terrain of the valley bottom has gradually increased since then. The grimace Taoist priest roughly constructed the structure of the deep valley in his mind, and felt that it was very similar to a bowl. The gentle area around the stone mountain was equivalent to the bottom of the bowl, and the path they were going to take now was the sloping bowl body.
The "grudge woman" Luo Laoqi naturally complained endlessly when she left. She bluntly said that her vote was hasty. If she had known that it would be so hard to move forward, she might as well have gone back the same way and waited to die.
Fortunately, the journey was not far, and after walking for more than half an hour, as the heat in front became increasingly hot, everyone finally entered the range of the volcano.
This volcano looks like it can be twenty feet high. When people stand nearby, it is as small as an ant. But judging from the frequency of volcanic eruptions, its "size" is actually not that big. It can be active for tens of thousands of years. After a long time, judging from common sense, shouldn't the accumulated lava should have burst out of the mountain long ago?
This can reflect another problem, that is, the eruption frequency of this volcano is higher than what everyone sees, at least in the past. The spewing magma will be washed away by a new wave of eruptions before it cools and accumulates. This will cause the volcano to be active but not high.
Of course, height is only a relative term. Everyone was still shocked when they saw the volcano, especially because there was a gap just south of the crater. The hot magma continued to flow out from the gap, and then rolled in like a red stream. The lava river at the bottom of the valley is filled with surging heat and bright red stars, which dazzles those who watch it.
He Siniang's eyes flashed with red light, and she said infatuatedly: "What a magical hand made by heaven! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that such a scene could exist in the world."
"It's really magical. The taste is completely different when you look up close and from a distance. Pindao seems to understand why the Yemu clan settled here. With their vision at the time, after seeing this underground volcano, they would definitely enshrine it. Treat it for a miracle.”
"Yes, there aren't many volcanoes in the Central Plains, not to mention they didn't even know what fire was at that time."
"This is called 'Misfortune lies where good fortune lies, and misfortune lies where misfortune lies'. This volcano directly accelerated the development of the Yemu clan, but now it seems that it actually also indirectly led to its demise."
"Hey! Everything is determined by fate." Xia Houyun sighed: "The Yemu clan is like this, so why are we not the same."
After hearing this, Luo Laoqi turned to look at Xia Houyun: "Hey old man, what do you mean? Can we compare with those people who are absolutely dead? Not to mention that Sajia is still breathing, even if he is dead, his appearance will not look like him. They are so messy!"
"I just sighed casually, please don't get angry."
"Okay, let's not continue to be stunned here, and quickly go around the sedimentary rock to the left rock wall."
The volcano is very close to the cliff cave group. After turning around a long and slender low hill formed by the cooling of lava, you will reach the bottom of the rock wall of the cliff cave group.
There is a ten-foot-wide open space here, right next to the base of the mountain. There are many stone cubes scattered across the open space, almost half the length of an arm. The uppermost surface of the stone cubes is very smooth. It is often rubbed at first glance, and almost all of them have turned into a bright black like patina.
The grim-faced Taoist priest glanced around and said, "These stones look like stone benches for sitting on. Is this the venue where the Yemu clan holds discussions?"
"I think so. Taoist Master, look at one of the stone benches that is extraordinarily tall. Doesn't it reflect the patriarch's superior status?"
"Well, Pindao found out."
"Tch!" Luo Laoqi sneered and said, "You have to be different from others to get a stool. It seems that every idiot on the ground and underground is a fucking corrupt person."
The Taoist priest with a grimace smiled and replied: "What do you think, idiot! The more remote a place is, the more ferocious the corrupt elements are. They are squeezing not only money and labor, but even life is in their hands."
"Hey! It's his grandma's fault. Thinking about it makes the Sa family angry."
"You are so angry. We destroyed Jingning Mausoleum with our own hands, isn't it considered as avenging the working people? Forget it, Si Niang seems to have discovered something over there."
He Siniang had already arrived at the bottom of the rock wall, holding a torch and quickly discovered the entrance to the cliff cave.
The entrance is a very ordinary rock cave, which is about the height of a person. Compared with the densely packed cave entrances on the rock wall, the entrance and exit portal seems a bit small. The grim-faced Taoist priest guessed that this may be the habit of the Yemu clan, who likes to make the entrance to their residence very short, such as the stone houses in the city. This may be a habit left over from their predecessors, the cave people, and the entrance to the cave is made small. A few will naturally be safer.
The Taoist priest with a grimace and He Siniang looked inside, and they found that the cave was quite deep. They went five or six feet into the mountain before the upward stone steps began to appear.
The grimace Taoist retracted his body, looked up again, and estimated in his mind the distance from the top of the cliff cave to the ground. It was at least thirty feet. This damn girl almost hollowed out the entire mountain. Could it be that the Yemu clan belongs to Dace (pangolin)? The designs made on the stone are actually more majestic than the others.
In fact, Taoist Ghostface has thought about this problem before. Based on the size of the deep valley, the number of the Yemu clan should not be too large, because there is not enough food source, not to mention a group of ghosts competing for food. If we combine the number of stone houses in the city and the number of cliff caves in front of us, we can basically conclude that the Yemu clan has about a thousand people.
For a tribe of a thousand people, no matter how much time is given, the upper limit of the labor force determines that they will never be able to complete some difficult buildings, but the Yemu clan has just done it. There is only one explanation for this, and that is the Yemu clan. In the mining, transportation and construction of stone, there are technologies that are ahead of its time.
The Grimace Taoist believed that this was an extremely partial civilization. No one could match its achievements in architecture, but they knew nothing about farming, animal husbandry and other matters. Even the fishing and hunting they relied on for a living were very likely to remain in the primitive stage. To put it bluntly, they had no knowledge at all. Getting rid of the shadow of primitive people is just an unintentional step forward, and this step happens to be on the most useless divine power.
At this time, He Siniang's voice brought the grimace Taoist priest back from his thoughts: "Come in, Taoist priest?" He Siniang pointed to the entrance.
The Taoist priest with a grimace nodded: "Let's go in and have a look." He said and took the lead in getting into the cave.
The space in the cave is quite spacious. It is not crowded when two people walk side by side. However, the height of the cave is always as high as one person. If you are not careful while walking, your head will hit the rock wall, which makes the tall Luo Luo. Lao Qi became the biggest victim. He didn't dare to straighten up and curse when his head was hit. He could only walk forward while hunching over and muttering.
