Chapter two hundred and ninety six statues
Roland had a few times when Lin Feng shut up, but when he saw Andrew's expression that he didn't care at all, he decided to remain silent.
In the end, Lucy couldn't bear it anymore and asked curiously, "Lin Feng, what are they talking about?"
"They said that this ancient road is a path of sacrifice and is very safe. Our approach is a bit conservative." Lin Feng said.
"The way to sacrifice?"
When Lucy heard this, she raised her head with difficulty and circled around her, and stopped talking.
According to modern standards, the cold top of Andes Mountain is by no means a place for children to get involved, but in the ancient Incas, this view was very different from that of modern times.
They believed that the snow-capped mountains were sacred. For this reason, they would sacrifice the cleverest children in the tribe every time they would sacrifice them.
Usually, their offerings are three children, two girls and one boy, who are close to 20,000 feet above sea level, and they will stay for a while to hold an unknown sacrifice ceremony.
Then, under the escort of a group of adults, they continued to climb upwards.
For children, this is a path to no return.
Because once you reach the top of the mountain, these children, who are no more than fifteen years old, will become the best of the sacrifice ceremony and will be buried under stones a few feet deep.
Even, they may have been buried alive.
To date, more than a dozen corpses have been excavated on the county-level road, including the famous Indian girl ice corpse. However, people believe that there are many corpses waiting to be excavated on the road of sacrifice.
Therefore, the burial objects found were quite generous.
The most famous of them are dozens of gold and silver statues and some clothes. Only people from the upper class are considered to be of sacrifice value.
At present, people know very little about Inca rituals.
This path of sacrifice can be said to be a path of death in another sense - the path of death for children.
But precisely because children need to climb, the danger of this sacrifice path is inevitably relatively small.
After knowing the origin of this road, Lucy spoke less and the atmosphere of the expedition team became more dull. Except for Lin Feng, the other few people basically had no strength to speak, and the rest were climbing, climbing and constant climbing.
Soon, everyone had arrived at the top of the snow-capped mountains. The thick fog was no longer high. It lingered around people, like a marshmallow, floating around people, and you could catch it at any time.
On the top of the mountain, walking in the fog is very dangerous, and even Lin Feng couldn't help but slow down.
"This is the top of the sacrifice."
The two blue blood men introduced that as they said, the fog around them suddenly dissipated.
It was the strong wind that blew away the fog. This section of the road on the hillside was on a bare rock. Looking around, the road ahead was still full of fog, the ridges appeared and went up, winding upwards until the end of the clouds.
Lin Feng looked at the watch on his wrist and looked up to the top. The current altitude had reached its kilometer.
The purpose of his doing this was actually to pretend, because as he kept moving upwards, the computer he wanted to bring had already transferred all the information to his head.
With Andrew's support, Lucy came to Lin Feng with difficulty and asked, "What did they say just now?"
"They said that this is the end of the road of sacrifice, that is, the top of sacrifice." Lin Feng replied with a relaxed expression. Such a high altitude seemed to have no effect on him at all.
Roland, who had almost climbed to Lin Feng's feet, gasping for breath, and said intermittently, "If... if... if it weren't... if it wasn't... if it wasn't for the foot of the mountain, I would have died long ago..."
Lucy grabbed Roland's hand lovingly, but her hand was weak and she pulled it several times without success.
"I still have several generations of plasma, so let's get the injection here... We still have about 700 meters of distance, and it will take about a day."
Lin Feng took off his backpack and his movements looked unaffected by the high altitude at all.
"Superance at the top? Why can't I see anything special?" With Lin Feng's help, Lucy finally lay down. She took Roland's hand, recovered a little strength, and then recovered some curiosity.
Lin Feng was preparing for the blood transfusion. He did not answer, but just pointed forward with his hand.
It was an statue of a god.
A statue standing on the ridge in front of the statue has a mottled surface and seems to have experienced thousands of years of erosion.
Despite being eroded by wind and sand, the face presented by the portrait is still vivid, peaceful, and naturally reveals an inexplicable shock.
This stone statue is very strange and looks like a prehistoric mammal of some kind.
In addition to the statue of gods, the most eye-catching thing is the stone wall behind the statue, with hundreds of heads carved on it. These heads are complete heads, protruding from the stone walls, lifelike.
The two blue blood people also argued endlessly about their uses and couldn't figure out the specifics.
“What is the elevation here?”
Staring at the stone statue, Lucy murmured.
"It's exactly seven thousand meters." Lin Feng replied, "that statue is simply a benchmark of altitude of seven thousand meters, standing at this height without any fault."
"The outline..." Roland said with some difficulty, "This outline looks like... it looks like a smaller version of the desert cow, it looks like."
"The portrait of Sechula is still tall, it should be zero."
Lucy echoed, "At this...this height..."
Lin Feng interrupted the two of them and said, "Listen, now is not the time to talk, your physical strength is not suitable for such high-intensity work.
Let me do it, you just need to express affirmation and denial.”
Lin Feng picked up the plasma bag and injection device, tucked it on Lucy's arm, and slowly injected the plasma, and used a special, high-altitude syringe...
At this moment, a thought flashed through Lu Xi's mind, this man was very prepared.
But she didn't have the strength to say this. When Lin Feng spoke, his thoughts had completely forgotten the problem.
"You want to ask..."
Lin Feng pointed to Lucy and said, "It is very difficult to build such a magnificent statue of God at such an altitude. What is the meaning of doing this? What is the purpose of offering sacrifices, climbing such a high mountain, and what is the purpose of coming here to hold a sacrifice?
Why are the wise children always offered sacrifices? How did this custom come about? What is his origin?”
Chapter completed!