technical type

Finally, 1000 years.

"Is this the legendary old site of Langri City?"

"That's right, here it is. Crystal bones were dug out here before, very beautiful..."

A group of people on tall horses were welcomed in. They seemed to be very important people with noble status. The conditions on the grassland seemed to have improved a lot in these years. There are a lot of ironware, all kinds of fabrics, and bright clothes. Children will not only wear leather clothes.

This group of people dressed more gorgeously, especially the one who spoke at the beginning, with a deep face that could be called exotic and handsome.

They were welcomed in by the patriarch, and then some excavated things were displayed in front of them, including the crystal bone they talked about, hoping to win the favor of the other party.

All of this happened in the tent, and the current tent is also very different. The light inside is better, probably because of the skylight. During the day, people outside can also see through the window. The scene inside.

The patriarch's tent is not far from Ji Mo, he can't stay away and can see the scene inside.

The reserved young man picked up the items one by one to look at, but did not choose immediately, and when they were doing this, some dust seemed to appear in the air.

Ji Mo looked in the direction of Tianshan Mountain for the first time. Sure enough, the black smoke rose again, like a flag flying in hell, and the horses neighed. Bound, escape from this place quickly.

These abnormal actions caught the attention of the young man in the tent. He strode out and took a look at the horse's condition. He hadn't thought about Tianshan yet, but he had already made a quick decision: "Let's go!"

The rider who followed him reacted quickly, and after a while, the group quickly got on the horse. They rode in directly, and the horse was right at the door of the tent without any delay.

"Hey, hey, why..."

The patriarch chased him out. He was old and his reaction was a little slow. He didn't know what was going on. It took only a few words, and the volcano erupted.

Thick black smoke came with a warning of death. Some people realized that something was wrong and ran away quietly, while others prepared to stay away from the black smoke. There were also superstitious people who knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the black smoke.

"The mountain god is angry!"

"The mountain god is angry!"

The familiar tremor came from under their feet again, but it may be the accumulation of volcanic ash that has been covered year after year, making this tremor less obvious. In short, when they recovered from the black smoke attack that looked terrible but was actually good When the gods come, most people have no ability to escape.

Can only wait passively to be covered by magma.

Again.

Ji Mo sighed softly. From far away, through the smoke, he could still see the backs of the young people fleeing in the distance. Their reaction was too timely and they were not left behind by the faster magma.

There are also a few sporadic ones who ran out of the range of the magma and escaped from birth.

The others became part of the magma torrent under their feet.

2000 years.

Time will not stop for anyone, and a volcanic eruption is nothing. Ji Mo tried to summarize the rules. Judging from the two time intervals he has seen, if there is a constant numerical interval between volcanic eruptions, it should be 900 It erupts once a year.

He has only seen it twice, and he is not sure if the third time is also at this time interval. Anyway, after 2000 years, he has not seen the volcano eruption again, but it seems that no one has come here. It may have been a hundred years ago. After the eruption, the scene on the ground seems to be able to pick up the scene 2000 years ago.

This is really embarrassing, is it necessary to watch over this piece of fertile soil brought by volcanic ash?

3000 years.

Ji Mo is so bored that he doesn't know what to do. The transition of time in his place is only a short moment. The people on the road never returned, did they forget this place?

I don't know how far civilization has developed, whether there is technology, the flames of war have never come here, at least Ji Mo has never seen it, and I don't know whether the several volcanic eruptions have left enough legends for people to know about this place. Generate curiosity.

5000 years.

Ji Mo saw people again. From a distance, the group of people who drove into the grassland brought a lot of tools. They were wearing that kind of overalls, and they looked like they were doing technical work.

Just don't know exactly what it does, maybe geological surveying?

They came in the direction of Tianshan.Ji Mo stood up and finally gained some strength.

"The Tianshan Mountain is ahead. According to the oral legends of the old herdsmen, the Tianshan Mountain is probably an active volcano..."

"I've heard the legend, it's quite romantic."

"The love between King Lange and the daughter of the Vulcan is truly a love affair!"

love?What the hell?Ji Mo was stunned.

A group of people came here and began to measure and explore non-stop. After confirming the authenticity of the volcano, they analyzed the minerals here. The volcanic eruption will bring out many metal and non-metal minerals, even volcanic ash and slag. It is a very good filling building material and an indispensable material for high-grade cement.

Not to mention the gems of various colors brought out from it, including the existence of metal mines such as gold, silver, copper, and pyrite, etc., are all very valuable good things.

These people came for prospecting, not an excavation team. They roughly determined, took samples from several places, and prepared to close the team. One of them dug a little deeper, which happened to be the location of the Lange King Seal. , it may have been dug up many times before, and it is not far away from the ground as expected. The wooden box cannot be intact, and even the gold on the king's seal is like crumpled paper balls, and the carved lines that have been melted by half can be vaguely seen. .

On the contrary, under the corundum underneath, under a layer of black, you can still see the four clear characters—Lange King Seal!

"Boss, look, what did I find?"

"Lange King Seal, this is actually the former site of Lange King City!"

The ultimate place of ownership of cultural relics is always a museum.

Ji Mo looked at the Royal Seal of Lange in the museum accompanied by a restoration picture. On the display shelf, the writing on the base faced outwards. The almost melted metal part washed off the excess ash and re-glowed the brilliance of gold. Come to think of it, the restoration map is sextile like what Ji Mo carved at the beginning, and it is not easy for the professors to judge what it used to be from the remaining lines.

"At that time, the carving technique was already very good!"

"King Lange, did Lange become king at that time?"

"In history, this was a magical king. The love story between him and the daughter of the Vulcan is still sung on the grassland."

There was an endless stream of visitors bustling, and all kinds of impressions were published one after another. Ji Mo, who could not see it, stood beside them with a smile on his lips, and took another look at King Lange in the display cabinet. India, after restoration, it still does not have the brilliance it once had, but the vicissitudes endowed by history give it a quaint charm.

[Main task: Carver. 】

[Current progress: the first stage of the exam - passed (grade: excellent). 】

[Whether to carry out the second stage of study? 】

"no."

Ji Mo replied resolutely, but his eyes seemed to look at the carved new characters King Seal, and the engraving knife next to it, with a little bit of debris still remaining on the engraving knife, and the cocoon in his hand was still thick, But... after all, I still don't like it, even if the final brilliance is touching enough, the hardships in it are enough to offset the fragrance of the brilliance.

Every time, he seems to be able to devote a lifetime to such skills, but when he is told to take a break for a while, he will never want to pick them up again.

"You probably don't like it."

Ji Mo, who is a bit difficult to choose, thinks this way, he still doesn't want to tie his life to such a skill, like many things that need to be focused on, but when he is really allowed to focus, he will A half-hearted person who wants to do something else.

The feeling of fatigue comes from the bottom of my heart, and even the joy of excellent test results cannot be erased, so let's wait a little longer.

[Do you want to start learning the next skill? (You can keep the progress of the current task.)]

"Yes."

This time, Ji Mo was much firmer.

Before I left, I was already looking forward to it.

[I will leave the current world in a day, please handle your personal belongings properly, and it is forbidden to bring them with you.Heirs can be selected to inherit the current learning achievements. 】

The countdown started counting down with this sentence, Ji Mo glanced at the things on the table, and before he cleaned them up, he heard someone from the palace outside asking him about the progress of the Lange King Seal.

"It's ready."

The wooden box had been made a long time ago, now put Wang Yin in it, put it on a layer of leather, fasten it, and hand it up, the other party took it and left without saying anything to Ji Moduo.

Ji Mo watched his back leave, turned around, and saw Ji's mother at the door, "Ready?"

"Well, it's done, but the new characters are a little strange, but fortunately there is nothing wrong with it." Ji Mo said this, still thinking in his heart, he chose the first Lange King Seal, and he never saw it again The museum does not seem to have collected this new text king seal, did some accident happen and it was not handed down?

That might be another story.

Maybe it was collected in a foreign collection?

"You've always been serious about what you do, so there's nothing wrong with it."

Ji's mother is already very old, and even her tone of voice is slow, as if she can't connect to the next word.

Ji Mo listened to her patiently, looked at her, hesitated and said: "After the carving of Wang Yin is finished, I don't plan to carve anything for the time being. I want to go to the Western Buddhist Kingdom to have a look. The carving technology there may be better." .”

It's better not to let her know the news of my own death. The pain of bereavement, a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, is always hard to let go.

Ji's mother froze for a moment, waved her hands, with a look of reluctance but powerlessness to stop, "Go, go, the little eagle has grown up, and it will always fly out, I'm old, I can't control it, I can't control it— —" She staggered and turned around, as if she had forgotten what she was going to do when she came out just now, leaving Ji Mo with a slightly hunched back.