Tomb Robbery: Successor to the King, starting in Yunnan Worm Valley

Chapter 39 The nearly extinct butterfly

It's almost noon.

If we delay any longer, we won't be able to reach the entrance of the valley today.

So, Wang Ye and the four of them set off.

Before leaving, Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang each carried a Thompson submachine gun and a backpack of bullets.

In Worm Valley, this is life insurance.

Wang Ye took out the silver Desert Eagle. He didn't want to carry a bulky guy on his back.

As for Shirley Yang, she brought "Jianwei" and the remaining Type 64 pistol.

The four of them continued to move forward along "Zhelong Mountain", eating some dry food to satisfy their hunger while walking.

This part of the trip is relatively easy.

Because the four of them had learned the lesson from yesterday and tried to walk on slopes close to the mountains.

In the part where the mountains and the forest meet, the plants are much sparser than in the deep jungle.

Due to its moderate density, it is almost like a natural air filter purifier.

There is neither the humidity and heat in the jungle nor the oppressive cold caused by the high altitude in the mountains.

The fragrance of flowers and trees fills the heart and spleen.

It makes you feel refreshed and your mind clear.

The sleepiness throughout the day and night seemed to be less obvious.

On the other side, Wang Ye asked Long Ying to hunt poisonous insects and collect poisonous essence.

Before Long Ying returned to Wang Ye's palm, he spit out another crystal clear ball for Wang Ye.

It's the essence of venom.

Although his strength has been greatly improved, Yunnan Worm Valley is the most dangerous copy of Gui Chuu Deng, so it is better to be prepared.

Moreover, the toxin essence plus ambergris saliva is extremely powerful.

Afterwards, we walked for another four or five hours.

I saw a large field of flower trees, with red, white and yellow flowers, all the size of a bowl.

Countless big butterflies danced.

There is a large stream passing through the flowers and trees, and deep inside is a "forest on forest".

"Snakezi River?"

Wang Ye asked.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang both nodded.

It seems that the way to Worm Valley has been found.

To be on the safe side, Hu Bayi took out the human skin map, compared it repeatedly with the reference objects on the map, and took out the compass to make some gestures.

Finally confirmed.

Seeing that they finally arrived at the "Insect Valley", the four of them couldn't help but feel refreshed.

We moved forward quickly and prepared to camp and rest near the ruins of the embankment wall.

I strolled into the flower tree.

At the beginning, these low flower trees were filled with flowers of all colors blooming, colorful and endlessly colorful.

And deep in the bushes, there are all red flowers and red leaves. Looking at it, it looks like huge fire clouds, and groups of golden silktail butterflies shuttle among the red flowers.

This is truly a magical place.

Compared to the dark jungle not far away where we spent the night, it was a completely different world.

Wang Ye and others couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, Lao Hu, we shouldn't have thrown away the insect net in the first place. Look at these precious butterflies. If we catch hundreds of butterflies, take them back and make specimens and sell them, we will definitely make a lot of money. money."

Fatty Wang exclaimed that it was a pity and asked again:
  "Cousin, you are from the Agricultural University. You know what these butterflies are called and whether you can sell them for a good price."

Wang Ye glanced at Fatty Wang, this cousin was really thinking about making money all the time!
  You know, some of these butterflies were raised in captivity by King Xian using witchcraft. If you spray them, they will belch and catch cold.

I still want to catch him, but I really don’t want my life. Of course, in order to show his accomplishments as an agricultural university student, Wang Ye would like to do some popular science:
  "Cousin, let's talk about whether we can sell them for money. These trees with red flowers and red leaves are called "ferns".

Its formation time was before the Tertiary Period, tens of millions of years ago.

Creatures of the same generation have basically become extinct in the great changes. For example, dinosaurs have long been fossilized, and the fern has become a relic plant.

It mainly grows in dark and cool dense forests. These large exotic butterflies are probably only found nearby. If you catch hundreds of them at a time, wouldn't you want this rare money butterfly to be together with the "Ocean fern"? Is it extinct? "

"That's right. Fatty, you actually want to exterminate these butterflies. It's really a heinous crime."

Hu Bayi cursed with a smile.

It's just that Wang Ye's eyes are a little weird.

Flower butterfly?
  Why does it sound weird?

As expected of you, Lao Hu.

"Fat man, if you dare to catch these butterflies and sell them, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Shirley Yang also said with a smile.

"Really, Fatty, I'm just saying that, if I really let Fatty catch butterflies, I can't bear his temper.

A small butterfly can be caught casually and disappear. How can it be more economical to fight upside down? A bright weapon is enough to eat and drink for half a life. "

Fatty Wang defended himself as if a balloon deflated when he saw Wang Ye and the three of them dealing with him together.

"Wang Ye, why do I feel like I know everything? It seems that I made the right decision to bring you to Yunnan this time."

Seeing Fatty Wang admitting his mistake, Hu Bayi said to Wang Ye again.

There was an adoring light in his eyes.

"Wang Ye, you are only in your early twenties, and you probably have as much knowledge as those old university professors."

Shirley Yang comes from a big family. She has loved reading since she was a child and has good academic performance. She ranks first in the class in every exam.

She actually knew the origin of these butterflies, but she couldn't just pick them up like Wang Ye.

Only those who are knowledgeable to a certain extent can do the same as Wang Ye.

"Just a little bit better."

Wang Ye coughed dryly and replied.

Hu Bayi, Shirley Yang and Fatty Wang looked at each other and shrugged. This cousin is too humble!
  As the group talked, they walked through the flowers and trees, looking for the remains of the ancient Shinto, and came to the area where the flowers and trees meet the trees.

This is the entrance to the "Insect Valley". As we gradually approach the "Tomb of King Xian", there are more and more ancient ruins.

After walking for about an hour, two bare stone mountains appeared in the dense jungle.

It's more like two huge rocks than a stone mountain.

The rocks were dark and barren of grass.

Like a huge stone ball cracking from the middle.

The gap in the middle is about a foot wide.

Shinto passes right through this gap.

It would have been strange to see two such large bare stones in the jungle. What was even stranger was that there were patterns carved on the two stones.

What is drawn is two eyes.

It's not an abstract eye with a swirly shape.

It's just two huge eyelashes and the like. It's so realistic that it looks just like the real thing.

Suddenly, I saw two big eyes staring straight at him, a little scared.

Wang Ye looked at the stone curiously. This should be the key to the plane crash.

I don’t know if these two meteorites can be taken away.

At this time, Shirley Yang walked closer and looked at the rock, then turned to the three of them and said:

"This is a meteorite split in two. Most of the nearby crashes are related to it."

(End of this chapter)