v2 Chapter 178： Golden Clock

"The Holy Land was once from Qinghai?"

"Sandia, also from Qinghai?"

"how can that be?"

The fact that Basso, Birona and others were shocked was so unimaginable.

Since they were born, they have survived on empty islands, and what they see and see is only a sea of ​​clouds. They have no way of knowing what Qinghai is like and what kind of environment the ground beneath. The ancestors of the older generation have long since passed away.

Even the current patriarch has no clear idea of ​​the history and truth before long years ago.

Not to mention, Tang En's sudden words surprised Basso and others, and also showed a strong interest in the unheard of Qinghai.

The land is full of lush vegetation, instead of the white one. Although there are also unique beauty, it makes people feel boring.

"Has the history and glory of the Sandias have been forgotten?"

Shaking his head, Tang En sighed.

Years can bury many truths. The blank 100-year history is the same, as is the Shandia. Perhaps the only one who sticks to the present day is the honor of being a big soldier.

"No! The glory and history of the Sandia, we never forget!"

Basso shouted loudly.

"Once your hometown, don't you want to go back?"

"The endless blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, countless fish swim around you, and the Qinghai below is the hometown of the Shandia people."

"Your hometown, not here, but below!"

Tang En sighed, the sketched picture was very simple, but it attracted the five people in front of him, so that they had begun to imagine themselves in their minds.

"Qinghai! It is our hometown."

Basso muttered, still unable to believe this fact.

"There is a very classic story circulating in Qinghai, and almost five or six years old children know this truth."

Tang En said slowly, but after saying a word, he shook his head again.

"Well, some things can only be said to your patriarch."

"Take me to see your patriarch!"

Basso opened his mouth. He also wanted to know more information, know the past of his Shandia, and want to know the unknown world of Qinghai.

"I, we have to ask the patriarch before we go back, and he agrees that we will be able to invite you to the place of residence of the Shandia."

Birona took a deep breath and bowed her head.

"Is this so?"

Don nodded and agreed.

"I'm going to the top of the highest vine. You go back and ask the patriarch of Shandia. If he agrees, you can come to me."

Basso and others couldn't help but look up at the huge vine above the head. The green vine passed through the white clouds all the way to the dome, with no end in sight at all.

"Are you going there? Can humans also board?"

Basso muttered.

But thinking that the other party is a strong man far beyond his own strength, it is just in doubt, not really said.

"Okay, let's go to the patriarch!"

Said Bilona.

Tang En smiled, turned his head and twisted, and turned into thunder and disappeared in front of the five people. When it appeared again, he had reached the top of the snake.

"Snake, keep going!"

The giant snake shook its body and crawled to the vines in the forest.

The five looked at Tang En's back and took a slight breath.

Their instincts told themselves that the young man didn't panic. The Shandia, perhaps from Qinghai. But the reason is that they cannot guess. After all, there is a vertical distance of 10,000 meters between them, and no one can imagine.

Turning around and quickly jumping into the jungle, the five people moved towards the Shandia settlement, and Yunyin Village ran away quickly.

Tang En stood above the head of the giant snake, in the dense forest at night, most of the animals had rested, and only the sound of insects was mixed, but there was another lively silence.

He continued to close his eyes and rested silently.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the jungle, the giant snake screamed and awakened Tang En.

Opening his eyes, the thick, old vines full of traces of years reflected in his eyes. Huge vines and branches are entangled, like a huge twisted rope, winding straight into the sky, piercing the white clouds, and seeing no end.

"Here it is!"

With a murmured laugh, Tang En gave orders to the serpent.

"Climb up the vine."

"It should be easy for you."

The Snake looked excited when he heard the praise. He crawled harder when crawling, and in a flash he had climbed up the vine.

"La La La"

There was constant sound around the ear, the giant snake crawling quickly, and climbing up the vines, it seemed to be his instinct. It played very well and obviously liked this kind of exercise.

After an hour or two, one person and one snake had penetrated the white clouds among the vines and broke through the height.

"See the golden light? The golden clock is there."

Tang En laughed.

The giant snake hissed and accelerated its actions. In its vague memory, it was impressed by the golden clock.

The speed was faster, and Tang En's ear was in a moment, the wind was screaming, and the giant snake crawled very hard. The golden clock evoked its memories and filled his heart with emotion.

Half a quarter of an hour later, one person and one snake reached the top of the vine.

At this moment, the Golden Clock stayed there quietly, under the sun, shining bright golden light, warm and soft.

It was once the pride of the Sandia, a symbol of a unique ancient civilization, but years have changed everything, and it has been lost.

Tears had flowed out of the eyes of the giant snake. It recalled the time when he was born, when he was young, curled up under this warm golden clock, bathed in the sunset, and felt the warm sunlight.

At that time, there was a strong Sandia warrior who was always with him, caring for it, playing with it, and growing with him.

Until one day, when he woke up, he suddenly found that everything was gone, and the whole world fell into loneliness.

The friend disappeared, the complete city became broken, and it began to look anxiously, in the broken city, constantly searching.

As the years passed, it grew up day by day and became huge, but it has never seen this golden clock flooded in its childhood memories.

Until now!

"His hiss!"

The giant snake hissed up in the sky, surrounded the golden clock with a huge body, and tears flowed across his eyes.

Tang En could understand the mood of the giant snake, and he walked over silently, stroking the other person's head.

With his right hand extended, he lifted the tilted golden clock with one hand and then laid it flat. With a bang, the golden clock stood steadily in front of him.

"A perfect piece of art!"

Tang En sighed.

This is not only a work of art, but also a bell of hope with great historical value and symbolic meaning.

It represents what happened in the past, and the long-deceived scam is actually true.

It means that the persistence of human beings for unknown generations is rewarded.

"The lost golden clock is here!"

The old voice came from the top of the head, and the sound of the air breaking through the air sounded, standing behind Tang En and the giant snake.