Chapter 47
Walking in the endless desert is actually very boring. It feels fresh even if the time is short. Once the time goes by, everyone loses the freshness and becomes like a flower, exposed to the sun. Withered.
Everyone was sitting listlessly on the camels, drowsy.
“Lie down!” An Liman patted the camel, signaling it to stop and lie down.
The camel team followed the lead camel and lay down, stretched their necks, and rested on the ground.
Perhaps because she was thinking about getting closer to the ancient city of Jingjue, Yang Xueli was always in good spirits.
Everyone was resting, but she took pictures everywhere with her camera.
Click!
Holding the camera, she took pictures of two sand dunes a hundred meters away. She looked at the photos in the camera and nodded with satisfaction.
An Liman sat on the blanket, glanced at Yang Xueli, who was in good spirits, and said, "That's the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, with two wind-eroded mushrooms more than five meters high growing on it." Then he made a bold statement. Turn, a little bit weird: "You shoot, shoot, while you are still alive, take a few more pictures.
Yang Xueli stopped taking pictures, turned her head and looked at An Liman in confusion.
"Uncle An Liman, how could you say that?"
How can you say this?
An Liman glanced at Yang Shirley and Professor Chen. I find it a bit funny. These people go to the desert to find the ancient city of Jingjue. Aren't they looking for death?
"Ms. Yang, go back. You are the ones who can persevere best if you can make it this far." It's really hard to listen to An Liman's words. He is used to using the word "mah" at the end of his words. At the end, Yang Shirley frowned slightly, feeling that An Li was full of words, especially with disdain in his eyes.
This is a touch of contempt that goes deep into the bones.
He is almost sixty. He was born in the era of war and chaos. He has not read many books, so he has a deep misunderstanding of archeology. He thinks that it is just digging tombs, like tomb robbers, just like him. However, he had washed his hands in a golden basin a long time ago, settled here, and had his own beliefs.
So, he despises Shirley Yang and others, but the funny thing is that he needs to make money. It is not easy to make money in this era, and as he is getting older, he can no longer do the hard work. He can only make a living by taking people into the desert and getting paid.
But almost all the people who hire him into the desert often pay high prices. Do the business of digging graves.
“This is not a real desert. You have to walk two or three days beyond the Holy Sepulchre Mountain before it is considered a real desert, and it is a black desert. Countless bones are buried in it. What kind of people are you!”
Having finished what he wanted to say, An Liman took the water bag, opened the stopper, and took a sip of the horseradish inside. Yang Xueli fell silent. An Liman didn't exaggerate, and even said it was an understatement. But this was trying to stump her? Impossible, she was not a person who accepted her fate.
She turned around and looked at the brothers Hu Bayi and three sitting on the sand with her beautiful eyes, and she suddenly felt confident in her heart. No matter what, with these three people in front of her, she felt safe enough.
After all, none of these three people are ordinary people. Even if they are fat, Shirley Yang dare not say that she can defeat him. You must know that she has received traditional training and is not comparable to ordinary people.
The other two are even more complicated. Are soldiers who can survive on the battlefield ordinary people? And he also knows Feng Shui.
Therefore, with these three brothers here, Yang Xueli is quite sure of finding the ancient city of Jingjue.
"Professor Chen, is what Uncle An Liman said true?" An Liman was not far away from Ye Yixin. When she heard An Liman's words, her face instantly sank, and she wanted to Professor Chen, the elder, wants to find some sense of security.
Professor Chen looked at Ye Yixin, whose face was flushed by the sun, with a hint of doting in his eyes.
Said softly: "Xiaoye, life is only a few decades, so short that in the blink of an eye, nothing is gone. So, as long as what we want to do is correct, we can do it without fear of danger. This is The spirit of archeology. "
Hu Ming was just a few meters away from the two of them. When he heard Professor Chen's words, he twitched his lips. This old man had a way of speaking, indirect brainwashing!
Just one sentence made Ye Yixin nod fiercely, and his timid eyes became fearless again.
Seeing Ye Yixin's appearance, Hu Ming couldn't help but secretly thought: The brainwashing was successful!
Everyone has a clear division of labor. The task of Sa Di Peng and Chu Jian is to check the supplies. When the camel rests, they unload the supplies from the camel's back and set off. They tie the supplies to the camel's back in advance. Hard work.
While sleeping, Hu Bayi, Fatty and Hu Ming took turns keeping watch, and Hu Bayi usually led the team.
While Yang Xueli and Ye Yixin took care of everyone's food, An Liman led the way and went wherever he said. They had to listen to him.
Professor Chen has aged and has become an uncle, enjoying everyone's care. However, no one has any complaints about this. After all, Professor Chen is too old, he is a scholar, and his body is very weak.
Hu Ming has now accepted his fate. With the current attitude of Hu Bayi and Fatty, he knows that these two people are going to enter the exquisite ancient city to have a look.
The fat man now thinks about the treasures in Jingjue Ancient City every day, while Hu Bayi is fascinated by Yang Xueli and runs to Yang Xueli's side every day.
(End of this chapter)