『Capítulo Errado, Haga el Informe Aquí』 readx();Sand dams were built, and Yun Zeng was extremely happy.

He turned to He Jiansheng, who looked curious, and said: "Just hold on for a bit more;we’ll have fish to eat soon, about six of them.

That should be enough for us to feast."Yun Zeng jumped into the small water bay, stirring up mud until it was turbid.

Then he started catching fish.

The fish were rather slow and swam near the surface with their heads out.

In no time, Yun Zeng had caught six fish using his hands.

He looked at the small pond sadly, as there were only tiny fish that wouldn’t be a meal for two people.

He then climbed back onto the sandy shore to start roasting the fish.The fish meat was delicious, but his technique for roasting them was poor.

After eating two fish, He Jiansheng felt full in the sweltering weather.

Yun Zeng ate all four remaining fish;it was the first time he had felt truly full in over two days.While washing his hands, bored and aimlessly, He Jiansheng suddenly shouted, pointing at a cliff.

Yun Zeng covered his eyes with one hand to get a better look and saw that the cliff was densely covered with suspended coffins.Yun Zeng knew about the Bó people’s suspended coffins;he was very happy now because he finally understood where they were.

The heavens only knew why he had been transported from the barren city in northwest China directly to Yantjin County, at the border of Sichuan and Yunnan.

When he had visited Yantjin as a tourist years ago, he had specially gone there to see the Bó people’s suspended coffins;the mountain looked somewhat similar.

Why were there so many here?He could only remember seeing around ten suspended coffins back then.Recalling the arrowheads he had found, Yun Zeng prepared for the worst.

The Red Water River basin was not a developed region;it never had been from ancient times to now.Yun Zeng transportó a He Jiansheng con gran dificultad hasta que llegaron a un río grande y vieron personas en la orilla.

Sin embargo, no osó acercarse fácilmente.

Sentado bajo un árbol de sāng, abrazaba a He Jiansheng, preocupado.Oh, what kind of people are these?How can it be so dark and short?The girls who were picking mulberry leaves from trees looked plump and healthy, but their outfits were terrible—mostly blue or black, like they were wrapped up in a piece of cloth.

Yun Zeng had never seen such clothes even in his dreams.“¡Da-me una bofetada!¡No podría hacerlo yo mismo!” dijo Yun Zeng volviéndose hacia He Jiansheng.Con un puñetazo en la nariz de Yun Zeng, este se dio cuenta de que solo se permitían ropas de lino antes del Yuan y Ming.