Every Day One Step Closer To the Manifestation

Chapter 472: What a familiar routine

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The chief still brought the pendant over, but he could only look at it and not dismantle it:

"The straw ropes wrapped around it cannot be destroyed and removed!"

Feng Yi doesn't need to dismantle it at all.

He said he wanted to watch it, just to introduce the topic later.

The chief placed the hanging ornament on the table respectfully, and looked at Feng Yi warily to prevent Feng Yi from taking action against this hanging ornament with special meaning.

Feng Yi just looked at it quietly for a moment and then said: "The vertebrae are quite well preserved."

These are not the long-standing, deformed fossils that were dug up. These are real vertebrae that remain intact!

The species should be the iconic creature that exists in this rainforest - the anaconda.

Just bigger.

But what Feng Yi is most interested in is that there is still a little energy reaction left on this vertebra!

From these energy reactions, Feng Yi speculated that this giant anaconda might have been a pet kept by a senior member of the clan when it was alive.

Probably not food.

If it were food, it would be unlikely that such well-preserved bones would exist.

"I would like to ask, does your tribe have any special relationship with this giant anaconda?" Feng Yi asked.

The chief had a serious look on his face. He thought for a long time, thinking about how to answer the other party's question. Was he just perfunctory and confused? Or tell the truth?

Thinking of the opponent's identity as an expert from the Joint Security Bureau, the professional strength he had just shown, and the attitude Feng Yi had shown so far, the chief still said:

"The giant Serpan, that's what we call it.

"It once protected this land from pirates..."

When pirates invaded, they would seize the tribe's gold, kill some of the tribe's rebels, and capture the rest and sell them as slaves.

But under the protection of the giant beast, they spent the most chaotic years.

For this reason, their tribe regards the giant beast Serpan as their patron saint.

Their tribe will also eat other snakes in the rainforest, but not anacondas.

They regard anacondas as descendants of gods. Even in contact with the outside world, these beliefs are always laughed at by outsiders, who laugh at the exaggeration of their stories and laugh at the ignorance and falsehood of the indigenous villagers.

But they remain extremely determined.

Because they know that what they say is true!

The giant Serpan is real!

"If you know the history of our tribe, you will know that our tribe was not here before the abnormal climate period..."

The place where their tribe once lived was destroyed by continuous storms and floods during periods of abnormal climate. Under the disaster, they were forced to move and finally settled in their current place.

And where I used to live…

"The place where we lived before was very close to the tomb of the giant beast Serpan. This vertebra was dug out by me after the disaster.

"The storm destroyed our former home and also damaged the tomb of the giant Serpan. The land that the storm passed through became unrecognizable. When we went there, we only dug out this vertebra."

Feng Yi listened quietly to the chief's story. He originally thought that the chief would be talking about the three great snake mothers in local mysterious legends, that is, Yakumama.

I didn’t expect the chief to tell another story. And the authenticity of this story, judging from the emotional information, is probably true!

However, there are many things in this story that make Feng Yi puzzled.

"Behemoth Serpan? What name did you choose?" Feng Yi asked. This title means "big snake" in the local language system.

The chief shook his head slightly: "I don't know. It might be a sage."

Feng Yi: "Who is the wise man?"

The chief's eyes were full of reverence: "He once appeared with the giant beast Serpan, taught us how to identify herbs, and taught us how to fight against pirates. He must be a messenger of God!"

Feng Yi: "..." What a familiar routine.

Chief: "Until one day, there was a roar and the ground shook. When everything calmed down, my ancestors went over and saw an extra hill where the giant beast Serpan often haunted. The sage said that there was the tomb of the giant beast Serpan. .Later the sage also disappeared.”

Feng Yi nodded. He had a rough idea of where the story was going to go.

Generally speaking, it all happened three hundred years ago, and the tomb has existed for a long time.

The fact that the skeleton has remained so intact after so many years may also be due to the tomb.

But during the period of abnormal weather and disaster, the tomb was destroyed and the chief dug out only one of the vertebrae. If the remaining ones are scattered in the rainforest, the rate of erosion and decomposition will be accelerated. It was also the chief's regret that he could not dig out a second piece of bones.

The chief carefully touched the straw rope hanging ornament on the table.

This vertebra has never been taken out and has been disguised because the chief was worried about being coveted by outsiders.

According to the records passed down by our ancestors, pirates would mercilessly **** away all their treasures and kill tribal villagers.

Now there are people scarier than pirates.

Once it is exposed, with the strength of their tribe, they cannot protect this treasure.

"Why are you willing to take it out now?" Feng Yi asked.

If the chief had firmly denied it just now and hid it afterwards, Feng Yi would not persist.

This question made the chief look helpless and bitter.

"It will be exposed one day. I just learned recently that there are people digging up other tribes. They may not know each other, but they may trade them. I can't stop them from selling the remains of the giant beast Serpan to those generous traders. and tourists.”

Feng Yi immediately asked: "Do you want to sell this piece of money you have?"

Chief: "Not for sale!"

Feng Yi: "Who else has dug it up? Can you help me ask, I can pay for it. Oh, and can I go and see the tomb of the giant beast Serpan?"

I can dig it myself!

The chief stared at Feng Yi for a moment with oppressive eyes: "It's late, we can discuss some issues tomorrow."

Feng Yi was not in a hurry: "Okay, I'll bother you again tomorrow. Oh, I have another question, I hope to get your answer."

Feng Yi looked at the chief and asked seriously: "What does the giant beast Serpan eat?"

This anaconda, which is suspected to have been modified by its ancestors, should be over twelve meters tall!

Can the environment here support such a body type? Even three hundred years ago?

The chief frowned and looked over, as if he heard a stupid question, but he still replied:

"Eat whatever is appropriate."

"For example?" Feng Yi asked.

"For example, animals in the rainforest, or invading pirates," the chief said.

Feng Yi was silent.

Got it, cannibalism.

But at that time, some tribes here were also cannibals.

No longer disturbing the chief, Feng Yi returned to the guesthouse prepared for him by the villagers.

After turning off the lights at night, lying in the hammock, Feng Yi recalled what the chief said.

There are many legends in this ancient rain forest, which are true and false and cannot be confirmed.

But after summarizing, Feng Yi guessed that perhaps more than one of his ancestors had come here to raise pets!

Or play?

Or foraging?

Either the pet he kept was discovered by others, or when the original form was making trouble in the jungle, the non-human part was seen by the indigenous people, and then it was passed on to ten, and passed on to hundreds of people, twisting and twisting, until it became thirty meters, A fifty-meter monster.

Unfortunately, most of them do not have detailed written records, just some simple symbols and pictures, and stories passed down from generation to generation. This kind of distortion will definitely occur during the inheritance process. It is not absolutely true, but it is also useful for reference.

The "sage" who is pretending to be a ghost is probably a senior of his family.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi suddenly realized something:

"Have my ancestors ever met the Mayans?"

If our ancestors wandered here thousands of years ago, they should have interacted with the lost civilization, right?

Snakes also have their own special characteristics in Mayan culture. I don’t know if the ancestors have communicated with them.

The next day.

After eating and drinking, sleeping well, and having another full meal in the morning, Feng Yi went to his appointment in a good mood.

There are some things we haven’t finished talking about yet, let’s continue today.

But today’s conversation is not at the chief’s house.

The chief asked someone to bring out a long and narrow boat similar to a canoe. Judging from the material, it is obvious that it is not manufactured locally, but is made of high-tech fiber materials, which is lighter and easier to carry.

Obviously, this is also the material obtained by this tribe from communicating with the outside world.

After strict control over tree harvesting, some of the original tools were changed accordingly.

High-tech canoes are one of them.

Moving out this canoe, the chief extended an invitation to Feng Yi.

According to local rules, the boat will be rowed to the middle of the river, and the people on the boat will have one-on-one conversations.

There are many people going out during the day, the sound insulation of the house is not good, and there are many lurking dangers in the jungle, so when they want to have some more private conversations, they will do it in this way.

This is a means of conversation, with deterrence and confidentiality. It can also test the sincerity of the other party.

If you don't have enough courage and sincerity, the villagers will not continue talking with you.

The slender canoe moved forward along the river.

At this time, only Feng Yi and the chief were on board.

There were other tribesmen following not far away, but they didn't get close.

Feng Yi was at the bow of the ship, but he did not face forward, but faced the captain. He did not look at the villagers who were following the chief at a distance from behind. He looked at the surrounding scenery with interest.

The boat rowed slowly to the center of the river.

The chief observed Feng Yi's expression.

There was no trace of uneasiness at all.

Taking into account the identity of Fengyi's expert from the UN Security Bureau, Chief UUkanshuwww.uukanshu.net did not park the boat in the center of the river, but planned to continue rowing forward for a while to a place closer to the shore. This is also a kind of giving. Respectful way.

The boat continued forward, approaching the shore in a diagonal line.

Seeing that the distance was almost the same, the chief let the boat float slowly with the current, preparing to start today's conversation.

On the boat, Feng Yi and the chief stood face to face, not observing their surroundings.

The chief saw that the atmosphere was almost settled, and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly focused:

"Maybe this isn't a good place to talk."

"No, no, no, I think it's pretty good!" Feng Yi said, raising his hand and pointing behind his back.

"Are you worried about this guy?"

A section of dense branches poked out in the air, the leaves blocking the view. Behind the branches, there is a thick dead tree standing diagonally on the shore.

A large snake rested on a dead tree stained by moisture.

One of the specialties of this rainforest is the anaconda.

Preliminary judgment, at least five meters. A very threatening figure.

Watching the boat drift over there, getting closer and closer.

The chief held the oar in his hand, his face tense.

Feng Yi skillfully rummaged through the bag and said apologetically:

"Sorry, please wait a moment."

Now that I have encountered the material, of course I can’t let it go!

Get out your camera and take photos and videos up close.

On the dead wood, a large anaconda spit out snake seeds, and its eyes showed no emotion or temperature, putting the chief's muscles all on alert.

Yet there was a cheerful voice on board.

"Chief, do you want to take a photo?" Feng Yi asked.