I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 625: The Kuafu Clan

"Do you know anything specific?" Wen Yan asked.

According to Huo Yong's previous practice, as long as it has nothing to do with him and has nothing to do with what he wants to do, he basically will not hide it.

If there is something he doesn't want to say and he is afraid of being discovered, Huo Yong will just shut himself off so that Wen Yan won't even be able to see his expression.

“I know a lot of things, but I am also sure that those things cannot withstand the power of time.

In the years before the end of the Dharma finally arrives, they should have completely disappeared.

After the spiritual energy revives, the things that will gradually revive include the rock paintings, but not the things that have disappeared in the rock paintings.

You have some misunderstandings about lifespan. People have a lifespan.

Whether it is a ghost or a demon, they all actually have a lifespan.

Everything in this world, including the sun, has a lifespan.

The only difference is the length of lifespan.

Even in my current state, I still have a lifespan and cannot exist forever.

Rock paintings were once very popular and many tribes had this custom.

It is also because someone sealed something invincible into the rock paintings, and it really worked.

If you cannot defeat your enemy, you can let time defeat him.

Unfortunately, since the war, no one has had this ability.

Later tribes gradually lost the habit of using rock paintings to record their activities.”

There was a hint of regret in Huo Yong's tone, and he seemed to be disgusted with the person in front of him for being stupid.

We finally found a talent, one who was both gifted and capable, but he was destroyed in the chaotic and chaotic process.

So much so that later, no one with similar abilities was ever seen again.

This means that the cultural heritage, bloodline heritage, professional heritage, etc. of the same department have all been cut off.

Wen Yan pondered for a moment. According to the information he had read before, similar rock paintings were estimated to be at least three thousand years ago.

Taking into account the factors of error and customary inheritance, the Lieyang Tribe invested considerable resources and used the latest equipment to make accurate calculations.

Perhaps the last tribe that still had this ability was four or five thousand years ago, or maybe even longer.

The Helan Mountain rock paintings have one thing in common with the rock paintings in other places in the north. Most of the images were made by hammering, scratching, and grinding. This is very time-consuming and it is difficult to estimate the time it took for each painting to be completed, and the error is also somewhat large.

But when we finally made statistics on the time when each painting was created, using time as the horizontal coordinate, from three thousand years ago to ten thousand years ago, and the number of rock paintings as the vertical coordinate, the result was also a quasi-normal distribution image.

If you just look at the trend, the error can be ignored.

It is true that it grew gradually over a period of time, then grew faster and faster, climbed to a peak, and then fell rapidly at an extremely fast speed.

The Cangyuan rock paintings in the south are painted with hematite powder mixed with animal blood, which can be used to accurately estimate time.

The general result is that it is a few years later than in the north, but the overall trend is the same.

Considering that thousands of years ago, the Central Plains was the most livable place with a climate that even had elephants, the overall trend in the south a few years later is also within normal range.

These probably match what Huo Yong said.

Similarly, combining the data obtained by the research of the Lieyang Tribe with the data obtained by Huo Yong, and comparing it with the data he said when he appeared, the war had already ended.

On the other hand, the existence of Huo Yong can be roughly dated to around 5,000 years ago, with a fluctuation of 300 to 400 years.

This error is quite large, but it is enough to determine the period from which Huo Yong belongs.

Wen Yan's thoughts turned, and he happily raised his wine cup and toasted Huo Yong.

He didn't dare to say it. If he did, Huo Yong would probably never speak a word to him again.

He held out his phone and asked Huo Yong to look at the rock painting information in the phone to see how many Huo Yong could recognize.

Huo Yong is indeed much more familiar with these things than ordinary people.

He recognized some of the rock paintings of people dancing around a campfire and said that they must be the prey that the witch needed, as the prey contained healing materials that could be used to heal the injuries of the tribesmen.

There are also some that can allow the tribe to have more offspring and increase its population.

Only something this important can record the scene of celebration.

The scope of witches at that time was even wider than that of alchemists later on, and the most important point was that they were related to medicine.

There are also patterns of wild beasts. Huo Yong can tell what kind of beast it is based on just a few strokes. He says that this is a ceremony for the succession of the patriarch in certain tribes. The patriarch not only needs wisdom, but more importantly, military force.

The most important test is to hunt a powerful prey alone without leaving any sequelae of injuries.

Being recorded means that the patriarch was very brave and hunted down the most powerful prey among the alternative targets without any injury, or with almost no injury.

There are also some rock paintings that record scenes of intercourse, but this is not teaching material. Huo Yong said that this is a marriage with great symbolic significance.

There are also very few exceptions, where Huo Yong has identified that this rock painting might contain an enemy that was impossible to defeat at the time, so the only way is to seal it and rely on the power of time to wear it down.

I just asked Huo Yong to identify the rock paintings, and he was quite cooperative.

Wen Yan accompanied Huo Yong, eating and drinking, while constantly identifying what the rock paintings might represent.

It was already dawn when Huo Yong had identified more than 2,000 rock paintings. He felt a little numb. He just said whatever he saw while drinking.

When Wen Yan turned out another one, Huo Yong took a look and continued casually.

"The people of the Kuafu tribe all look like this in the rock paintings, and they always like to hold a stick in their hands..."

After Huo Yong finished speaking, the screen automatically switched to the next one.

Huo Yong's somewhat wooden expression suddenly became flexible, and his eyes changed slightly.

He recognized that this rock painting was the one that Wen Yan showed him at the beginning.

Looking at him again at this moment, Wen Yan was lowering his head and continuing to pour him wine, also with a slightly tipsy expression on his face, as if he didn't care at all about what he said.

Huo Yong continued to comment on the next photo.

After a few hundred photos passed, Wen Yan rubbed his head and stood up.

"I can't drink anymore. I'm going to go back and rest. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Thank you very much, the information you provided is very valuable.

Hey, you don’t know, it’s been a long time since I could lie down at home peacefully for a month and do nothing.

I go first. "

Wen Yan stood up and walked away unsteadily without even closing the door for Huo Yong.

Huo Yong looked at Wen Yan's back with a complicated expression.

He had no opinion of Wen Yan, nor did he feel that there was any grudge between them.

Maintaining the security and stability of one's own tribe is the natural responsibility of every tribal warrior.

Wen Yan defeated him and captured him, and he himself felt that there was nothing wrong with what Wen Yan did.

It's just that time has passed and I have been exposed to more things.

He began to doubt whether he would have to do the same things he did before today.

So is he doing this for glory, or just to do the work?

Huo Yong remained silent, stretched out his hand, and closed the cell door himself. On the other side, Wen Yan staggered back to the living room. After coming to the outside of the yard, the power in his body began to circulate, and the heat around him began to rise.

The alcohol on his body was evaporating rapidly, and soon his eyes became clear.

After returning to the living room and drinking three glasses of water, he took out his mobile phone. Everything Huo Yong said before was recorded by the black box for reference.

And when the number is large enough, they can verify each other.

Wen Yan called up the original picture, which was the rock painting where Ji Laogui was beaten.

Below the picture, there are words marked on the black box, which are exactly what Huo Yong said.

At the beginning, Huo Yong saw this rock painting, but no specific information about it was revealed.

"Kuafu clan, is it the Kuafu who chased the sun in the myth?"

According to the information of the Fiery Sun Tribe, this incomplete rock painting is speculated to be a person holding a weapon and chasing prey, and is part of a hunting series.

But Huo Yong said that this person was from the Kuafu tribe.

"Black Box, use this one as a benchmark and list all similar rock paintings."

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The black box instantly listed more than thirty pictures.

Wen Yan compared them, he couldn't tell the exact difference, but when he compared them with the others, he felt there was an obvious difference.

He crossed out the paintings one by one purely based on his feeling, and in the end only two rock paintings were left.

One of the rock paintings was also damaged, but it felt similar to the one by Ji Laogui.

There is another one, which is a part of a relatively complete large rock painting. The person in it is also holding a stick, as if chasing prey, but the overall scene of the large rock painting is similar to a sacrificial scene.

"Black Box, I need to speak to the professor."

The phone immediately showed that the call was connected, but the number displayed was a string of asterisks.

Ten seconds later, the call was connected and the professor's slightly pleased voice came from the other end.

"Wen Yan, is there anything going on in Nanwu County? I haven't finished the work in my hands yet, so I can't come over for the time being. Please wait a moment, I will come over after I finish my work here."

"Professor, there is something I think you need to know.

I have a channel here, a guy who may have been alive for thousands of years, who gave me a lot of information.

My conclusion is that the person in the rock painting may be a member of the Kuafu tribe.

At the same time, there are some pictures here that have also been pushed over.

I made a preliminary judgment myself and found that two of the pictures were consistent.

You can take a look, but I don’t really understand how to judge it.”

On the other side, the professor was holding a tablet and looking at the pictures pushed to him.

He looked at it carefully. His previous judgment that it was a hunting picture was only a preliminary judgment.

Now, after re-comparing it according to Wen Yan's statement, he also felt that Wen Yan's judgment was correct.

The key information points of the two rock paintings are highly consistent with the Ji Laogui rock paintings.

And there are no hunting scenes in those two paintings.

After confirming each other, he also felt that Wen Yan's source of information was probably correct.

The person in the painting may be holding a stick instead of a bat.

The image in the sacrificial rock painting is relatively clear, showing the stick held in the middle.

However, in the Ji Laogui rock painting, it looks like a stick, probably because the lower part has been worn away over time.

"I'll take a closer look at it, your suggestion is very good.

Can I meet the person who gave you the message?"

"Professor, I have no say on this, but I think that person probably won't tell outsiders much. He is a stubborn person. If he doesn't want to say anything, even if you beat him to death, he won't say a word."

"Forget it, if you are free, why don't you come to Helan Mountain? The minister here is really too timid, hey..."

"I'll take a look here. If possible, I'll come over to visit you."

After hanging up the phone, the black box took the initiative to remind you.

"Sir, according to the previously set orders, I need to remind you.

The place you are going to is probably within fifty kilometers of the Yellow River in a straight line.

This has triggered your previously set warning alert."

"Huh? Open the map." Wen Yan was surprised.

Looking at the marks on the map, Wen Yan pondered for a moment.

I was just about to say that the place he actually went to was probably more than 50 kilometers away from the Yellow River in a straight line.

There will definitely be no problem at such a long distance.

But the moment this thought came to mind, Wen Yan immediately dismissed the original idea.

"Forget it, I won't go there."

Suddenly, a feeling flashed through his mind. If he continued to go there with that mentality, something bad might happen.

He had only looked up information before and had never looked at a map. He only had a general impression of the geographical location, but he did not expect that the distance was so close.

Wen Yan gave up the idea and stayed at home, taking out some time every day to talk with Huo Yong and ask Huo Yong to help him determine what the scenes in the rock paintings were.

There were more than 20,000 individual rock paintings, enough to keep him busy for several days.

At the same time, in the blocked Helan Mountains.

Various equipment are running 24 hours a day, and together with the special equipment of the Lieyang Tribe, they form a large network that covers all rock painting areas and three kilometers outside the rock painting areas.

At the moment when day and night turned, the regular ripples displayed on one of the instruments suddenly had an obvious peak.

The person on duty immediately followed the plan and confirmed in which area the instrument had made the detection, and then determined which one it was.

After that, they went to take down the special video equipment that was set up there to record non-stop for 24 hours.

Ten minutes later, the professor appeared in the conference room.

After waiting for two minutes, someone brought the equipment. After the connection was connected, the professor said in a deep voice.

"Everyone, leave the room."

He wasn't afraid of seeing things, but others might not be.

It's one thing to say, but there's no need to put others at risk for watching something like this.

After everyone went out, he played the recorded video himself and found the time point just now.

In the picture, a vague phantom walked out of the rock painting.

Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could see that he was holding a long wooden stick and striding out. After a few steps, he disappeared into the air.

And that rock painting was exactly one of the two that Wen Yan had specifically mentioned.

It's a figure in the sacrificial rock painting.

(End of this chapter)