I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Mexico, Tabasco state, city of Bilhomosa.

Due to its proximity to the equator and the Gulf of Mexico, it is still sunny and pleasant even though it is November.

Lucas next to the head of the stone man stood up and raised the sun hat on his head, revealing some straight black hair and slightly reddish skin, obviously an Indian with a relatively pure blood.

He looked around:

Houses with scattered heights, potted plants hanging on the walls, men and women dressed in cool clothes.

As a professor of history at the National Autonomous University of Mexico and a perennial scholar of ancient civilizations in the Americas, he has been here for several years, and he has long been accustomed to all this.

But his friend Chen Shuo, a professor of archaeology from Northwestern University in Yanguo, was very curious about all this. He opened the bottle and took a sip of water, looking at the exotic scenery.

There are many well-preserved Olmec civilization ruins in Bilhomosa, and many stone cultural relics are placed in small pavilions on the street, like the city's artistic statues.

"How is it? Chen, do you see anything?" Lucas asked.

Chen Shuo, who was in his forties and had a square face, shook his head, frowned and said:

"It's hard to see anything from these things alone. Moreover, you and I both study historical archaeology, and it is clear that only the similarity in the appearance of the cultural relics is difficult to be used as decisive evidence."

Lucas nodded and handed the other hat to Chen Shuo: "Of course I understand, that's why I invited you, an expert in the history of the Shang Dynasty, to help me decipher more clues."

Taking the sun hat, Chen Shuo sighed: "It seems difficult at present. I have seen the Olmec script you collected. Although it is also a hieroglyph, it is still quite different from the oracle bone script of Yin Ruins."

The students of the two also finished recording, stood up swayingly, and kept tapping their thighs to relieve the blood blockage.

Chen Shuo raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said to Lucas: "It's getting late, let's go back to eat something, it's probably getting dark, let's continue tomorrow."

"No problem, but I still want to discuss it with you. Let's chat as we walk." Lucas is all right.

A group of people walked on the road paved with bricks and stone, looking away, the scattered houses on both sides seemed to be separated, sometimes casting shadows in the setting sun.

"You know what, Chen."

As Lucas walked, he said with a memory in his eyes:

"When I was young, I learned that the Olmec civilization might have a connection with the ancient Shang Dynasty in the Yan Kingdom, more than 10,000 kilometers away. Fascinated."

"For this reason, I have been devoting my energy to this topic for so many years."

Chen Shuo nodded in agreement, turned his head to look at Lucas and said, "I can understand how you feel. Thinking about it makes people feel incredible."

"The Olmec civilization, which existed in the early twelfth century BC, was called the mother of Indian civilization by the third century BC."

"Its social life, architectural art, and even the worship of the Quetzalcoatl were all inherited by the later Mayan and Aztec civilizations."

"However, in such an ancient age, such an American civilization is highly similar to the ancient civilization of the Yan Kingdom of Yanzhou in some respects. Knowing this fact is a wonderful experience in itself."

Lucas couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, the setting sun sprinkled on the lower half of his face, clearly reflecting the weather-beaten lines:

"Yes, there is also a jade culture, the use of acupuncture, the gossip calendar and the concept of yin and yang, and even the belief that there is a rabbit on the moon. These are still affecting us to this day."

"It's no wonder that Needham, a famous historian of science and technology, wrote in the book "Echoes and Evidence from the Pan-Pacific" that he recorded the sense of déjà vu when he went to Mexico for a meeting - he felt that he had returned to the Yan Kingdom."

"Chen, don't you expect that kind of subversive results? Don't you feel proud of the people of Yin who crossed east to build the Olmec civilization?"

Bowing his head and smiling, Professor Chen Shuo said proudly:

"Lucas, I have always felt that the greatness of our Yanguo nation lies in facing the reality bravely and actively exploring the future, rather than exaggerating the achievements we have had."

"The reason why I agreed to cooperate with you on this topic is that it does have many academic challenges to overcome, and it is very challenging."

Occasionally there are pedestrians passing by while talking to these people.

The color of the sun is becoming more and more orange-red.

Lucas stopped and stared at Chen Shuo in a daze. He nodded after a while, and said solemnly, "Chen, I admire your academic attitude. I really shouldn't bring my personal position into my research."

Chen Shuo patted his arm kindly: "It's inevitable for everyone. I'm just saying it nicely. In fact, I sometimes make such mistakes."

The two laughed.

The two gangs of students, Yan Guo and Mo Xige, who followed behind, looked at each other helplessly, shrugged their shoulders and spread their hands.

"Lucas, while it's still a while before we go back, let's sort out the established facts about the Indian civilization in America."

Professor Chen Shuo suggested: "Maybe it can help us find some historical weaknesses that can be broken through."

"Of course." Lucas said.

Professor Chen Shuo lowered his eyebrows for a moment before clarifying his thoughts and saying:

"Scientific research now proves that more than 10,000 years ago, due to the decline of sea level due to the ice age, there was a 'land bridge' in the Bering Strait between Jizhou and Magnesia."

"The people of Jizhou arrived in Meizhou through this, and this is the source of the people in Meizhou. This is already a sure thing in archaeology."

"From the appearance of humans in Magnesia to the birth of the Olmec civilization, it took thousands of years for them to develop their own culture."

"Furthermore, since it shares the same ancestors with the people of Jizhou, the similarities in totem and jade culture can be explained."

"Also, even according to the most conservative carbon-14 identifications, the Olmec civilization appeared in 1200 BC."

"And the most mainstream time for the Yin people to travel east is in 1046 BC, when King Wu of Zhou destroyed Shang Zhou and established the Zhou Dynasty. There is a difference of more than 100 years between the two."

"So, my current point of view is that it was not the Yin people who crossed east to establish the Olmec civilization, but..."

at this time--

"boom……"

A loud noise came from a distance, interrupting Chen Shuo's words.

The group of people looked at each other in amazement, and then all looked at the place where the sound came from. Due to the slightly higher terrain, they could see many uneven houses, and then smoke slowly rose.

"Otherwise, let's go and have a look, can we help if something happens?" Lucas suggested, swept over everyone's faces, raised his brows slightly.

Chen Shuo pursed his lips, his upper eyelids sank for a moment, he seemed to be thinking fast, and quickly nodded: "Let's go, see the movement is not small, just in case someone gets hurt, so hurry up."

With that said, run over quickly.

The students were speechless and just followed quickly.

The houses here are built along the slopes, the terrain is steep, the floors are not high, and they are basically gray and white. Every household has potted plants hanging on the wall, which looks quite artistic.. 0

A group of Chen Shuo and Lucas ran between the houses along the sloping path. From a distance, they looked like villains in a game.

In just seven or eight minutes, they arrived at the place where the smoke and dust rose, only to see a house still under construction half disappeared, and there was a dark pit on the ground.

Nearby neighbors were standing by the big pit and dropped a rope.

"What's going on? Is anyone injured?" Lucas stopped, looked at the situation at the scene, and asked the person next to him.

"I don't know, the ground suddenly sank, and half of their just-renovated house collapsed, and a worker also fell into it."

An Indo-European mixed race next to him looked at the group of people running over in a strange way and replied.

Immediately, another person answered: "We called, the worker has nothing serious, just a sprained foot. Putting a rope at this moment is to pull him up."

As he was talking, a group of people beside the big pit had already pulled the rope in unison, and soon pulled up a worker who was naked.

"What's the situation next?"

Neighbors asked at random.

"Joder!" The worker patted the dust off his hair and scolded, with a consciously unlucky look on his face, pointing at the big pit and said, "The following are all things built by people who died before."

The bystander shook his head in disgust.

Even if the Mexican government does not care, there will be local gangs to deal with it, either smuggling it to other countries, or keeping it as it is, as a means of attracting tourists.

In any case, the so-called cultural relics have nothing to do with these civilians.

"It's gone, let's wait for someone to deal with it."

Chen Shuo and the others next to him looked at each other silently, then grinned in unison, and finally turned their heads neatly to look at the fat woman who was clearly the owner of the house with a sad face.

The woman moved towards the sinking pit, and angrily came out with a series of swear words in Spanish. As soon as she turned around, she was shocked when she saw a pair of eyes staring straight at her.

"What do you want?"

Chen Shuo looked at Lucas, who immediately understood, stood up, pretended to "cough" twice, and took out his documents:

"Hello, ma'am, I am a professor of history at the 5.3 Department of the National Autonomous University of Mexico. These are my colleagues and students. We are very interested in the ruins under your house."

Having said that, seeing the woman's face uneasy, Chen Shuo immediately took a step forward, took out a stack of mexigo pesos and put it in her hand, then smiled.

The woman's expression changed from cloudy to sunny.

She counted the money in her hand carefully, a full fifteen hundred pesos, and was about to speak, but stopped, and counted it again in front of her face, only to be satisfied:

"It doesn't matter, just watch it! Have fun watching it! But I want to remind you not to take your things away, otherwise, whether it's the official or the local gangster, it won't make your life easier."

Lucas nodded awkwardly: "Don't worry, we are professors of archaeology at a serious university, how could we do such a thing."

After persuading the homeowner, Chen Shuo and Lucas let the young and strong students run errands again, and went to the residence to get the professional tools. At this time, the air exchange was almost done.

So, a group of people put on gas masks and dragged the ropes down into the deep pit. Just by the echoes, they could already feel that the place was quite spacious.

When the flashlight lit up, what they saw made them look shocked...

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ps: The description of Dayu in the previous article is wrong, thank you for pointing out in the book review area, it has been corrected, thank you!

Also, a reminder, this is not an organizational relic....