Dreamland Guide

Petru carried Mrs. Larry down the steps to the bottom of the altar.

It's about half the size of a playground, and it's filled with boulders of various shapes, like a stone processing factory.

When Petru walked in, there was a familiar feeling. These stones are very peculiar. Regardless of the color, shape and texture of the rock, they are very similar to those of Taburi on Tubuai Island.

In fact, he has already discovered this above. He remembered that the indigenous people on Tubuai once said that Tabu was the site of an ancestral temple. Tabu means taboo and rule. No one can break this rule and approach this taboo.

He has to gamble-these islands in the Pacific share the same ancestors and beliefs. This primitive tribe obeys the rules of Tabu just like the natives of Tubuai Island. They will not enter the forbidden places.

If it hadn't been for such an idea, Petru would rather use a dagger to open a **** path, and would never be a cocoon and put himself into a desperate situation. Once the guess is wrong, in this rocky pit, there is really no way to go to the earth, and it can only become their burial place, as Mrs. Larry said.

The steps and stone crevices on the entire altar were covered with moss, messy grass, and vines, but there was no grass in the space below. This is consistent with the characteristics of Tabu on other islands. Both Aoki and Su Huilan suspect that the underground of Tabu contains radioactive materials.

This gave Petru a little confidence. The only thing that made him beat the drum in his heart was the distribution of mental power on this island. Judging from the situation on other islands, Tabb is the center of the spiritual force field, and the spiritual force is shrouded around Tabb like an energy cover. This island is full of spiritual power, but it is obviously not centered on this altar, and if this is Tab, what happened to the hot spring lake that Petru found on the island for the first time?

While looking for a suitable hiding place, he asked Mrs. Larry: "Madam, you said you have seen wild people come to the altar to pray. Do you know how they worship? Will they come down here?"

Mrs. Larry said: "I don’t know, because I only saw them from a distance. They were worshiping in front of the altar, but I didn’t see the whole process of the ceremony, and I didn’t know that the altar was not a platform. It's a pit."

"So with your rich experience in archaeology, what do you think this place is for?" Petru asked.

"Before I thought it was a place to worship the gods, but now it looks more like an unfinished project." Mrs. Larry said.

"Unfinished project?" Petru looked around and said, "Build a house? If you build such a big stone house, it would be much better than their wooden houses, but they have this ability, why not build a few. A smaller house? Besides, the walls of this house are too thick, and even a window cannot be opened."

Mrs. Larry said: "The dead don't need to open the window."

Petru was taken aback: "You mean—this is a grave?"

At this time, he found a pile of big rocks that looked like he could hide. He put Mrs. Larry down, then poked his head out to look, making sure that from any angle above the altar, it was impossible to see the person hidden in the pile of stones.

Mrs. Larry sat on the ground with her back leaning on the cold stone, and said: "I'm just guessing. From the shape, this may be an unfinished tomb. But the population of this primitive tribe is not large enough to support such a large project. Unless they devote the efforts of several generations, this is contrary to the progress of civilization. Primitive tribes like this are still on the verge of survival crisis. The first task is to multiply and survive races. They cannot be for nothingness after death Fantasy, and build such a flashy large tomb."

"According to you, is it a grave?" Petru was confused.

"I'm not sure. If it is, it means that the scale of this race was much larger than it is now." Mrs. Larry stroked the dark brown stones with her hand. "Have you noticed that these stones are very special! Others on the island Place, I have never seen this kind of stone."

Petru said: "I found out that there is no grass here. In fact, my friends and I have seen this kind of stone on other islands. Madam, I wonder if you have ever heard of a kind called'Tab'. thing?"

"Tab?" Mrs. Larry said the word several times, seeming to judge Petru's pronunciation, "Are you talking about the ruins of the ancestors on some islands in the South Pacific?"

Petru nodded.

Mrs. Larry said: "I've heard that my...a friend...has done research in this area. He is an expert on Mayan culture. He said that these things may be related to some ancient civilizations that have disappeared, but they lack enough. Evidence. And the distribution of'Tab' is not wide, only distributed on a small part of Polynesia islands. So in the archaeological world, almost no one pays attention to these things. If it weren’t for my...friends because they studied the periphery of Maya civilization The impact, from the intelligence all the way across the entire South Pacific, he will not notice, and I will not know. Are you trying to say that this is a tabb?"

Petru said: “I’m not sure, but these stones are indeed very similar to the Tab’s stones I have seen, and all the Tabs are barely grown. My friend said that it may be because these stones contain radioactive elements, so they are in the indigenous people. In the legend, Tabb is a forbidden place."

Mrs. Larry shook her head and said, "Oh, I have never heard of that."

Petru didn't believe that the stone was radioactive, otherwise he had lived in Tabri for so long, and there would have been a problem long ago.

At this time, some voices came from the top of the head. Petru put his index finger on his lips and motioned for Mrs. Larry to silence.

He secretly climbed the stone and looked up, and saw several savages appearing on the edge of the top of the altar. The one in the middle was the patriarch holding a scepter.

The savage patriarch stood on the top of the altar and glanced down, and Petru shuddered. He quickly retracted his gaze and hid himself, not daring to look out again.

He and Mrs. Larry hid behind the stone like this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ listening nervously to the movement above. At the beginning, a few savages could still be heard talking, but they were far away and couldn't hear what they were talking about. After a while, there was no sound.

Petru guessed that the Savage was gone. He was glad that he had bet right, this is a forbidden place, and the savages will not come down. But he dare not go out for the time being, who knows if they have gone far? Maybe just squat on it and wait for it!

The shadow of the boulder blocked the sunlight, and the wind blowing from above whirled among the rocks, making a whimpering sound, and it was also cool when it blew on people.

At this time, the two talents suddenly discovered that everyone was naked. Petru felt a little embarrassed, and Mrs. Larry also clamped her legs, folded her arms around her chest, and turned her face to one side.

The wind suddenly stopped, and the whirring of the savages in the distance also stopped, and the world suddenly fell into endless silence. Only the sound of the heartbeat, as loud as someone beating a drum. Time becomes very slow and slow, just like a dead quartz clock, the second hand can't climb up no matter what.

Petru suddenly heard a strange sound, hissing, with an unpleasant smell. A familiar feeling of danger surged. He turned to look at Mrs. Larry, and saw a **** snake lying on the rock on the lady's body, leaning up on the triangular snake head and spitting red apricots.