NFBE Chapter 893 Painting
Chapter 893 Painting
The morning light pierced through the clouds, coating the Pamir Plateau with a layer of golden gauze. Lin Yuan stood on the top of the mountain, the bronze book in his hand was heavy and radiant with a warm luster. Aina and Batur stood on both sides of him, their Tibetan robes and fur coats fluttering in the wind, and behind them were the ruins of the bronze altar gradually disappearing in the morning mist. "Do you really want to do this?" Batur broke the silence, stroking the yak horn spear with his rough palm, "Those people...will not give up." Before he finished speaking, the shadow of the snow-capped mountains in the distance seemed to still echo Zhou Yan's screams when he fell and the greedy eyes of the smugglers. Lin Yuan hugged the book tighter, and stroked the eagle totem with outstretched wings on the cover with his fingertips: "What my father spent his life looking for was not the secret treasure itself, but the opportunity to let these wisdom see the light of day again." He turned to look at Ayi Na, and the rising sun was reflected in the girl's eyes. "Remember the relief on the altar? The ancients shared water with wolves and used astrology to predict avalanches. This knowledge should not be locked deep in the plateau." Ayi Na untied the faded red rope around her wrist and gently tied it to the edge of the book: "The elders of the tribe said that when the eagle spreads its wings, the ancient motto will spread everywhere. Perhaps this is the guidance of fate." Her eyes were cast towards the tribal tent in the distance, where the smoke from the cooking was rising, like a link connecting heaven and earth. Three days later, Lin Yuan stood on the podium of the International Archaeological Society, and the large screen behind him simultaneously projected the scanned image of the bronze book. The conference hall was full, and flashes of light were flashing one after another. Scholars, politicians and media reporters from all over the world focused their attention on this young archaeologist. When he flipped through the books and showed the sophisticated diagrams of the ancient ecological monitoring system, there was a crisp sound of a glass falling to the ground in the back row - it was a whiskey glass dropped by a representative of a certain country's energy company. "These records... are simply miracles!" Professor Hansen of Cambridge University pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and trembled in his voice, "Look at this record of permafrost monitoring, it is 92% consistent with our modern satellite data!" The venue suddenly exploded, with doubts and exclamations intertwined. Some people took out their mobile phones to contact the team urgently, and some people began to take notes frantically. However, there was an undercurrent behind the praise. That night, the hotel where Lin Yuan stayed received an anonymous package. After opening it, it turned out to be a blood-stained threatening letter, and the edge of the letter paper was branded with the mark of a bronze wolf head. At the same time, after Aina and Batur returned to the tribe, they found that strange footprints appeared on the originally peaceful pasture, the yaks were inexplicably restless, and the copper bells around their necks rang day and night. "They are spies of the covetous." Aina squatted down and crushed the metal debris on the ground with her fingertips. "They want to use modern instruments to detect the altar ruins." She looked up at the snow-capped mountains, where Zhou Yan had fallen into the abyss. At this moment, the clouds and mist were rolling, like the breath of a giant beast. Batur clenched his spear and summoned the tribal warriors to rearrange the ancient maze at the entrance of the valley - a barrier woven with bronze bells and yak leather ropes. Once an outsider breaks in, it will trigger a buzzing sound like an avalanche warning. In the city, Lin Yuan is facing a more complicated situation. A multinational mining group offered a sky-high price to try to buy out the content about geological exploration in the classics; the mysterious underground organization offered a reward for the original classics through the dark web. But he was unmoved and insisted on cooperating with UNESCO to organize the contents of the classics into an open database. When the first edition of the Pamir Ancient Ecological Wisdom Guide was released, millions of users around the world downloaded it online at the same time. Farmers in arid areas of Africa began to try the "sand layer water conservation method" recorded in the book, and Nordic scientists used ancient astrological models to predict extreme weather. Three months later, in the middle of the night, Ayi Na was awakened by the urgent sound of a copper bell. A smuggler tried to take the opportunity to snatch the classics, but was stabbed in the shoulder by Ayi Na's backhand, and rolled to the side with a scream. As soon as they ran to the exit of the altar, a thunderous roar came from behind them. Looking back, the entire bronze altar was falling apart, and huge bronze blocks fell like raindrops, and the smoke and dust raised covered the sky. The cracks in the ground spread rapidly and extended to their feet. Batur led everyone to run wildly to the other side of the valley. The snow was splashed by them, and the roar behind them was getting closer and closer. "There is an ice bridge ahead!" Batur pointed to the distance and shouted. A bridge made of ice spans between two peaks, glowing with a cold blue light under the moonlight. Lin Yuan and the others rushed over with all their might. Just as they stepped onto the ice bridge, the mountain behind them collapsed with a loud bang, and a huge air wave pushed them forward. The ice bridge began to crack in the violent vibration. Ayi Na held the book tightly and shouted loudly: "Don't stop! Run!" Everyone ran wildly on the shaky ice bridge, and the ice under their feet made a tooth-grinding sound of breaking. Finally, when they ran to the other side, the ice bridge collapsed with a "boom" and fell into the abyss below. Lin Yuan and others collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. Ayi Na carefully opened the bronze book and was relieved after confirming that it was not damaged. In the distance, Zhou Yan's smuggling gang had already fled, and only the whistling wind was left in the valley. "We succeeded." Lin Yuan looked at Ayi Na and Batur, with a tired but relieved smile on his face. Batur patted his shoulder, without saying a word, but the admiration in his eyes was self-evident. Ayi Na gently stroked the cover of the book and whispered, "This is just the beginning. We want to let the whole world know about this ancient wisdom." The wind and snow gradually stopped, and the sky in the east was pale. Lin Yuan and others packed their bags and walked down the mountain. The Pamir Plateau awakened in the morning light, and their story with the bronze code will become a new legend, inspiring more people to explore the mysteries of ancient civilizations and protect the ecological environment of the earth. She rushed out of the tent and saw a strange blue light in the direction of the snow-capped mountains - that was an unauthorized geological detector in operation. Batur had already led the warriors to pick up bows and arrows. Under the moonlight, their figures overlapped with the ancient hunting totems on the rock wall. When the exploration team stepped into the maze, hundreds of bronze bells exploded at the same time, and the sound was like a galloping army, startling the snowbirds in the entire valley. "Retreat!" Ayi Na's shouts echoed with the sound of bells, "This is the temple of nature!" Her cinnabar totem was faintly hot in the firelight, as if resonating with the ancient guardian power. The leader of the exploration team took off his gas mask, revealing a face covered with tattoos. He was the one who had escaped Zhou Yan's gang. "Hand over the book, or else..." His threat was interrupted by a sudden avalanche. It was a small-scale avalanche triggered by the tribal warriors according to the records in the book, using the principle of sound waves, which accurately blocked the invaders' retreat.