Mission traceability

As the stone gate slowly opened, what I saw in front of my eyes was not just darkness. It seemed that civilization had taken root here 5000 years ago, and there appeared some things that we had never seen or understood.

Inside the gate is a huge hole, and the top of the hole is actually illuminated. There are many plants growing here, and there is no shadow of the desert at all.Rivers and streams are all available, no wonder these ancient people can survive underground for such a long time, but it all seems really incredible.

"Hesha, how did you find them?" Brother Peng couldn't hold back his inner curiosity at first.

"We didn't find these people, but the people who sold us the map. Since we spent a lot of money, we must get enough information." Hesha said.

"Who are they? It's amazing." Brother Peng asked.

"I don't know," Hertha replied.

"Probably someone with a plan, how can a normal person find such a place?" I said meaningfully.

Hesha ignored me and walked forward slowly, and we followed without saying a word.

The civilization here is still far behind the outside world, just like the uncivilized groups in the Amazon rainforest, people simply treat it as their private parts.Hertha said that only the nobles can wear clothes. This place is divided from the main street, with the Sumerians on the left and the Amorites on the right.The first thing we're going to meet is the Sumerian leader.

The buildings in the underground world are different from those on the ground. If human beings want to survive, they must have sunlight, air, water, and food. However, the sunlight in the underground will not be reflected in all directions. They can only collect light through the top, and it will never fall. Rain, so their houses have no tops, and there will be no tall buildings.Simple accumulation of soil, plus grass tendons inside.A long time ago, I vaguely remembered that my grandmother seemed to live in such a house, but it was obviously more luxurious than these.

There is plenty of groundwater here, I don't know if it is the undercurrent of the Tigris or the Euphrates, but it is sufficient.The cat didn't have a drink of water after holding it in for a long time, so it went down to the river and sucked a couple of mouthfuls.Obviously he still doesn't understand the coldness of all the ground water, but you can tell from the look on his face distorted by the ice, he will pay attention to it in the future.

The chief's house is similar to that of ordinary people, but larger. What surprised me is that the Sumerians evolved in a completely different way from us.Because of the lack of food, they were all skinny and pitiful.It is also because of thinness that many women die after giving birth, which is one of the reasons why the population has been unable to increase.Lack of sufficient light, so their skin is horribly white and full of wrinkles.Hertha said that here, few people can live more than 35 years, and now the old leader of the Sumerians is 50 years old.

He kept muttering something to himself, and next to him seemed to be his son or grandson. His missing teeth and bald forehead made me think he was actually over 100 years old.

"Hello, respected Sumerian leader, I have brought a guest from far away." Hesha said in their native language.

The old leader raised his head slightly, glanced at Hesha and said, "Ji Li Gu Lu."

Damn, it's the same as the Tuvan language that Gesang and the others spoke before, and I can't understand it at all.

"The old leader has something to tell you." Hesha pushed me.

I walked forward helplessly, cupped my fists and said, "Hello!" I couldn't help it, I don't know how the Iraqi people greeted him, but obviously, I couldn't go up and shake his hand.

The Sumerian leader just kept looking at me without saying a word.

"Dear Lord Caliph, do you have anything to say to me on behalf of Allah?" I asked Hesha to translate it for me, but was rejected.

Brother Peng said with a painful face: "I said that you usually don't learn any knowledge. You don't have any common sense. Islam was founded by Muhammad in the seventh century AD. It was more than 3000 years later than them. He knew that Allah Which onion is it!"

I slapped my head: "I see."

After watching the old leader for a long time, he finally started talking again. Of course, I couldn't understand, so Hesha translated it while listening.

He is the king of uruk, [-]/[-] man, [-]/[-] god, he is cruel to his people, so his people beg the goddess of creation, aruru, to create a man equal to his strength, he is enkiduenkidu, just born, no different from a wild beast, found by hunters took him and brought the prostitute to him and he lost his power the prostitute brought enkidu to the city of uruk and met gilgamesh at a wedding they fought but became good friends gilgamesh let him govern uruk together and have a peaceful life gilgamesh thought Go and kill hombaba the monster hombaba in the cedar tree age they killed the demon and made the gate out of the tallest cedar the goddess of love ishtar fell in love with him and wooed him gilgamesh refused ishtar was angry so asked his father the god anu Got the bull of heaven Gilgamesh won Enkidu one day dreamed that the gods were in a meeting discussing to let one of them die and finally Enkidu died Gilgamesh was very sad and he thought if I should die that too?So he is going to ask the longest living person. He has gone through an adventure to the lake of death to get the medicinal herb (longevity) but was eaten by a snake.

I listened to a lot of babbling, but I couldn't remember or understand it, so I asked Hesha, "What do you mean?"

Before Hesha opened her mouth, Brother Peng had already stammered: "This is Gilgamesh."

"What kind of food?" I asked puzzled.

"It's not food, it's the epic of Gilgamesh. Gilgamesh is a hero of the Sumerians. This epic records the legend about him, similar to the epic of King Gesar of our Chinese Tibetans." Brother Peng explained.

I said "oh", but I still don't understand.

Brother Peng said patiently: "I've hacked up some information on this before, let me tell you about it."

Hertha made an excuse, obviously she didn't want to bother to tell me anything.

The story mainly tells that Gilgamesh was the ruler of Uruk a long time ago. He claimed to have two-thirds gods and one-third humans, and he did a lot of evil.Relying on his power, he robbed males and females, and forced the residents of the city to build walls and temples, which made the people miserable.People in suffering prayed to the gods in the sky to save themselves, and the gods asked Aluru to create a half-human, half-beast warrior Enkidu to fight Gilgamesh.The two used all their skills, and they still couldn't tell the difference. They both admired each other's bravery, so they became friends and went together to benefit the people, becoming a hero loved by everyone.Gilgamesh and Enkidu worked together to kill Humbaba, the forest monster that harmed humans, and the longhorn beetle, which endangered the residents of Uruk.But because they offended the gods by killing the beetles, the gods punished them, and one of them must die.As a result, Enkidu died, and Gilgamesh was very sad. He felt the horror of death and prayed for help from God.He crossed mountains and seas, went through hardships, and finally found the place where his god-listed ancestors lived.He knew from his ancestors that there is a kind of fairy grass that can bring people back to life, so he jumped into the sea to look for it without hesitation.Unexpectedly, when he took a bath in the spring, the celestial grass that he had found so hard was taken away by a snake.Dejected, Gilgamesh returned to Uruk helplessly.At this time, he missed his dead friend Enkidu even more, and asked God for help, and met Enkidu's ghost. He asked Enkidu to tell him the "law of the earth", and only then did he understand that people cannot live forever.

"Fuck, Brother Peng, I think you are the most awesome in this world." I think I have admired Brother Peng, he can remember such boring things.

"It's nothing, what I'm interested in." Brother Peng said modestly.

I asked the old leader again: "Why are you telling me this?"

The old chief kept gesticulating and shouting: "hombaba, hombaba."

"It sounds like you're talking about Humbaba, which seems to be part of the story you just told." I asked Brother Peng.

"Well, Humbaba was a magical beast in the period of Gilgamesh. He guarded a mysterious fir forest. He had seven bodies and seven rays of light. In the epic poem, the forest where Humbaba lives is about One and a half months away. The forest inhabited by monsters is said to be 107 million kilometers long. There is magic that will be paralyzed when touched by the gate at the entrance of the forest, and a horrible evil cloud that guards the gate. According to According to the narrative poems, Humbaba is a very terrifying monster that screams like a flood, breathes fire, and can exhale poisonous breath. Due to its huge body, Humbaba is in a mess wherever he goes in the forest. There are also speculations that Hambaba is a snake-like dragon. Also, it is said that it looks like a bison with horns on its head, a vulture's claws on its feet, and a snake-like tail." Brother Peng said again. a lot.

"Huge? A dragon like a snake? The horns of a bison, the claws of a vulture, and the tail of a snake. Isn't this almost the image of a Chinese dragon?" I asked in amazement.

"Yes, I think so too." Brother Peng said.

I thought about it again, no, this should not be a dragon, and it was connected with the nine sons of the dragon.Ever since I saw Chiwen in Kanas Lake, I started my investigation on dragons.According to a lot of data, Long had a son who looked very similar to him, called Negative, shaped like a dragon, ranked eighth, and was good at writing in his life. Wenlong on both sides of the stele is his portrait.Chinese steles have a long history and rich content. Some of them are simple in shape, smooth and bright, and can be used as a guide to others; some are exquisitely carved, with beautiful characters and vivid pens; , known through the ages.Legend has it that the stele is very fond of this kind of inscription shining with artistic brilliance, and it is willing to turn it into a pattern of dragons to set off these literary treasures handed down from generation to generation, and to decorate the stele seat more elegantly and beautifully.They are coiled around each other and seem to be slowly wriggling, matching with the tyrants of the base makes it even more spectacular.

Could it be that this Humbaba is the villain in Chinese legend?