Chapter 229: Snake Ghost Town · Towards Oasis (Part 2)

In the moss, there is a stone statue of a human face bird, which is the same as the carving style on the clay pot we found in the ancient shipwreck. It is a real carving of the Western Queen Motherland. After thousands of years of corrosion, the surface of the stone carving is covered with dendrobium, which looks blurry.
After I removed all the dendrobium above, the whole sculpture appeared. It was a standing statue chiseled directly from the cliff. The head of the bird was a human-like and inhuman female face with two pairs of eyes, expressionless and cold. Five skulls were carved under the two feet, and the bird stood on the heavenly cover of two of them. It seemed that these skeletons were all leftover bones.
The fat man looked down and exclaimed: "God, Xiao Wu, this is not his thing--"
After jumping down to see the whole stone carving, I took a breath.
It turns out that the stone statue of the human face and bird body in the cliff cave is almost exactly the same as the strange bird seen in the underground crack of Changbai Mountain.
The shape of the sculpture is extremely vivid. When looking at the surface of the mountain, it should be painted with paint. If it is not covered by moss, if you see it in this dark jungle, you will think that the strange bird flew here from Changbai Mountain.
Everyone showed an amazed look, even the oil bottle was surprised. Everyone here has been to Changbai Mountain, and seeing these stone carvings inevitably recalls the terrible situation at that time.
I and the fat man were busy again, scraping the carvings of several other grottoes one by one, and found that the stone carvings of the same human-faced birds were all inside, big and small, and different shapes.
Aning took a breath and said, "It seems that we had inferred that the human face raptor in Changbai Mountain is the totem of the Western Queen Mother-the original form of the three blue birds. The Western Queen may have some ancient techniques that we do not understand. Domesticate this weird raptor. The underground mausoleum in Changbai Mountain should be related to the disappearance of the Western Queen Motherland and the mysterious eastward migration of the survivors. Those strange birds may have originally inhabited this oasis, and later brought them to the east from the split survivors , Acted as the guardian of the mausoleum. "
I said: "Yes, I always feel that the terrain here is so similar to the terrain of the Changbai Mountain underground emperor's mausoleum. They are all in a huge crater basin. It seems that there may be a replica of the West Queen's Palace. The experience in Changbai Mountain can only be regarded as an exercise. This is the real nest for others. "
The fat man listened and wiped his sweat and said, "His grandmother, as you said, this is the home of those ghost birds? Then are we going to die in this way?"
It ’s really not easy to say. I turned back and smiled bitterly, Aning said: "That ’s not enough. After so many years, the climate here has changed drastically. Large areas of grassland have condensed into this oasis, and there is too little food. The breeding birds may have disappeared here, and those seen in Changbai Mountain may be the only ones that have survived. However, in any case, the Western Queen Motherland uses the blue bird as the patron saint. There are such totems here, indicating that we have entered the boundary of the Western Queen Mother Palace. This kind of grotto totem is engraved here, which is both a sign for outsiders and a warning. We have to be more careful later. "
We all nodded, and the fat man said, "Damn, as you say, these ghost birds are really extinct. Otherwise, it will cause me to die, and touching Jin Xiaowei will be extinct."
Fat man's worries are also our worries. When we looked at each other, there was nothing to say, and the expression was very complicated.
Delayed for another moment, Aning took pictures of these stone statues, looked around, and found nothing but the stone. Let's go for the stuffy oil bottle.
Finally, we took a look at the grottoes, vigorously, left the cliff, and went on to the depths of the canyon. Probably because of the influence of those grotto statues, at that moment, I felt a kind of uneasiness began to shroud into the jungle, and we seemed to be entering a strange world that no one understood.