The answer is coastal salt pans.
Throughout the ages, salt has always been controlled by the state.
The owner of this salt farm is Prince Capak Yupanki, the younger brother of the Emperor.
Kaka performed well in the salt field, was low-key, and had extremely firm religious beliefs.
The person in charge of the salt farm admired Kaka very much and recommended him to the prince.
Prince Capak Yupanki lost to his elder brother when he ran for national leadership, so he angrily ran to the coastal area and became the emperor.
When he saw Kaka's information, he turned out to be his brother's love rival.
He was so happy that he felt that the time had come to give him a slap in the face.
So Prince Kapac Yupanki gave Kaka the status of a noble and corresponding wealth so that he could marry his sweetheart and fulfill his original vows.
Everything should have ended successfully, but Kaka was a stubborn kid.
He figured that it would only take five days to get back to his hometown from the salt field, so he asked for leave from the prince and set out on the road seven days before a year ago, thinking that he would give his hometown relatives an unexpected surprise.
Unfortunately, a rare rainstorm suddenly struck, washing away Kaka's surprise and giving him the most terrible accident in his life.
The heavy rain hindered Kaka's journey.
It was originally only a five-day journey, but on the seventh day, he was delayed on the other side of the bridge from his hometown because the bridge had been destroyed a few days ago by the erosion of the heavy rain.
Kaka stood on this side of the bridge and could even see the red wedding team on the other side.
At this time, there was only an hour left before dawn.
Kaka and Chaska looked at each other across the bank, anxious.
In the wind and rain, he almost jumped into the river in despair, until the voice of the devil Malik sounded: "Young man, I appreciate your courage, but your main god Viracocha has abandoned you.
Only I can help you, I can How about building a bridge for you to the other side, but when you die, you have to give me your soul as a reward."
Kaka had no choice but to agree to the devil's conditions and treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
The two agreed that as long as Malik builds a bridge for Kaka to the other side within an hour, he can obtain Kaka's soul.
Malik used his magical power to make the rocks flow toward the river in obedience to his call.
In a short time, a stone bridge was about to be completed.
Malik was very proud because he would soon be able to steal the souls of believers from his rival Viracocha.
Little did he know that Viracocha was already hiding in the dark, preparing to give this hard-working little devil a surprise.
It was said that the sun was gradually showing its edge, and the entire bridge was about to be completed.
Malik chose the last small stone to fill the gap in the bridge.
But for some reason, this small stone refused to obey his orders.
Malik was very angry.
Unfortunately, the small stone was immovable because the great God of Creation, Viracocha, was attached to its bottom, no matter what Malik did.
Even Tongtian cannot move this stone that carries the God of Creation.
The stubborn demon was just stuck with a small stone and didn't know how to try another stone.
At this time, the rooster in the distance began to crow, and the one-hour agreement had arrived.
Kaka used the last stone as an excuse to win the bet with the devil.
Malik lost his soul because of an insignificant pebble.
He became so angry that he used this stone bridge as a boundary from then on, and had no contact with human beings forever and ever.
The other side of the river bank was naturally included in Malik's territory, and he never came back.
No one dares to step into that devil's land.
I listened with great interest and was full of expectations for the upcoming Devil's Bridge.
Because of this story, the whole dull journey took on new fun.
We were discussing what was so magical about the world on the other side of the Devil's Bridge, and it was late at night before we knew it.
Bald Lao, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly squatted down, raised his right palm high and made a fist in the air.
I knew this was a gesture for an emergency ahead, so I immediately opened my arms to block the people behind.
The fat man and others had been chatting in the back, but when I stopped them suddenly, they all stopped talking and looked at me with wide eyes.
I lowered my body, made a prostrate gesture to them, and then slowly leaned towards the bald man in the front.
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One or two hundred meters away from him, I saw sporadic firelight through the dense woods.
Gradually some noise came over.
The bald gourd was crawling motionless in the grass in front of me.
I moved closer to him.
In my heart, I cursed myself for being negligent.
I only thought about those fantastic ghost stories and forgot to pay attention to my surroundings.
Bald Lao heard my movement, slowly moved to the side, then pointed to the other side of the bush and said: "We are on a collision course with a whole bunch of Amazon savages this time."
I pushed aside the branches in front of me and took a look, secretly stunned.
I was catching up with the savages holding a conference.
There were tall, disheveled Amazon savages in their thirties or forties stationed in the open space by the river bank.
There were men, women, and many children among them.
They were all in ragged clothes, with unknown things painted on their faces, and a strange blue light flashed in the dark night.
On the river embankment not far away, there was a pile of rocks, and four or five savage corpses were lined up on the ground.
I recognized that the tallest one among them was the stone-axe savage who had been beaten to death by the fat man, and I looked at the bald man.
Piao said: "They may have gathered here to hold funerals for their dead compatriots.
But how could so many people die?
I remember there was only one savage shot by us."
Tu Lao nodded: "The young master and I were surrounded by three or four savages, so we didn't dare to fight, and we just fired a few shots to scare them.
The remaining savages cannot be killed by us."
The savages on the river bank raised torches one after another, formed a circle while shouting strange slogans, and then began to dance around the bonfire with gods and demons.
Their swaying figures in the night were like a group of lonely ghosts who had just climbed out of the coffin, which was very scary.
At this time, the fat man also got next to me.
When he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but said: "Savage Congress, where did so many natives come from?
Oh my God, the one on the ground was not killed by us in the afternoon.
Big ax?
Why did so many people die at once?"
I said: "The most important thing now is to get out of here safely without being discovered by them.
Fatty, you are responsible for leading Siyan and Wang Shao to retreat first, while Bald Lao and I stay behind to keep watch.
You go one by one and don't shoot."
The fat man refused to let me cooperate with Bald Lao: "I don't trust him with the job of covering up, so I'll stay."
I said: "He stayed because he was worried about giving in.
If everyone in the Wang family evacuated and fired again, we would both be exposed
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