Chapter 14 [Taoist who moved mountains]
The hope of survival is close at hand.
Yang An first tied Professor Chen onto the camel, and then jumped on the camel that belonged to him.
Fortunately, this guy didn't abandon him.
If it can get out of the Black Desert, Yang An will directly find a way to airlift it to the United States. It happens that Partridge Whistle still has a large pasture, so that it can live a comfortable life.
As for now.
"Brother Camel, walk quickly, there will be water to drink soon."
Maybe everything has spirituality.
Yang An's camel mooed, then spread its four legs as thick as pillars and ran towards the west.
Before An Liman finished his homework, he was eagerly picked up by Hu Bayi and the fat man and put him on the camel.
Chased towards Yang An.
An Liman struggled angrily and didn't understand why they believed Yang An so much.
"If you do this, General Hu will punish you."
"Shut up!"
The fat man now believed Yang An and shouted angrily: "Scream again. I’ll just throw it away for you, old boy. I’ve been suffering for a long time.”
Hu Bayi rode a camel to catch up.
I wanted to ask Yang An what kind of revelation he got, but when he opened his mouth, sand rolled into his mouth. Come on.
Hu Bayi just shut up and followed Yang An forward.
The crowd just trotted forward to catch up, trekking for almost three hours.
“No, if we keep running like this, something will happen to the camel. We can’t continue.”
An Liman felt sorry for his camels and tried his best to stop Yang An's crazy behavior.
Even Hu Bayi and the others felt a little confused, but when they thought about it, Yang An was responsible for their escape and resistance to the sandstorm.
Hu Bayi swallowed his doubts back in his stomach, forget it, just believe in Mr. Yang, otherwise there is no other way.
At this moment, the fat man looked up and saw something white on the hill in the distance.
Take a closer look.
"Damn it, old Hu, look at that white camel!" the fat man shouted excitedly.
When Uncle An Liman, who was still noisy, heard this, he looked up and his eyes widened: "Hu Hu Da's envoy!"
"We can be saved, we can be saved. The appearance of Hu Da's envoy here proves that this black desert is no longer a cursed restricted area of life."
When Hu Bayi heard this, he couldn't help but be excited. No matter what, , this white camel had led them to the ancient city of Xiye before, and it was somewhat mysterious.
Reappear now.
According to science, if you follow these wild animals, you will definitely find water sources.
And it is self-evident whose contribution they were able to find this rare white camel in the vast sea of sand!
“Little Master Yang is so awesome.” Hu Bayi exclaimed.
The crowd followed the white camel and rushed up the sand dunes, waiting to take a look at the hinterland below.
A small puddle shimmering in the sunlight came into view, surrounded by some sandy-yellow plants.
So conspicuous in this plantless black desert.
Hu Bayi was in disbelief. He rubbed his eyes and pinched his thigh to confirm that they had found the source of life!
I guess I also smelled moisture.
The camels, who were listless with their tongues hanging out and even started foaming at the mouth, regained their energy.
He led everyone and rushed down the sand dune.
Stop talking about animals.
The fat man was about to pounce towards the puddle, but Hu Bayi quickly stopped him.
You cannot drink this water casually. It may be water seeping from underground rivers. It is very turbid. Camels can drink it, but people may get sick if they drink it.
At this time, any minor illness may cause death.
Waiting for Hu Bayi to find a kettle, add water purification tablets and filter it through a filter. Although the water still tastes a little weird, it is at least drinkable.
Beside the puddle.
Yang An and Shirley Yang worked together to set up the tent and carried Professor Chen inside.
Afterwards, Yang An was satisfied with finally finding a little shade.
He is not very thirsty, at least he can continue to hold on. At this time, Hu Bayi came over carrying two kettles and handed the water to Yang An and Shirley Yang.
"Sit."
Yang An took the kettle and moved a little away.
Hu Bayi was not polite and stared at Yang An again and again after sitting down.
“Why are you looking at me?”
“Little Master Yang, are you really like a prophet, with the ability to predict the future? If it weren’t for you this time, we would really be in trouble here ”
Hu Bayi sighed, although An Liman thought it was Hu Da's envoy White Camel who led them to find the water source.
But Hu Bayi knew that from the place where they camped yesterday to here for three or four hours, they were surrounded by wavy sand dunes without any identifiable signs.
If you want to find it, only a miracle can explain it.
Yang An smiled and said nothing. The more he explained the matter, the more confusing it became.
Hu Bayi stopped asking, and then the fat man also squeezed over.
"Where's Uncle An Liman?" Shirley Yang was curious.
"The old man probably has no face to see Mr. Yang, who is waiting for those camels."
The fat man's tone was still the same, with a bit of pride. After all, he was 100% this time. Trust Yang An.
Then Shirley Yang asked the question she had always wanted to ask.
“Hu Bayi, tell me the truth, did you fight against each other?”
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The original joy of finding the water source suddenly disappeared, and the expressions of Hu Bayi and Fatty changed.
No need to answer, the expression alone is enough to explain everything.
Hu Bayi sighed finally, and was about to admit his identity when he saw Shirley Yang smiling.
Even after such a long journey, Shirley Yang's skin became darkened and rough, her face was covered with sand, and she couldn't clearly see her once beautiful appearance.
But Hu Bayi was still a little stunned.
Not only for Shirley Yang's smile, but also for the series of cuts that came out of her mouth.
"To reach the stars, you need to ask for the help of the leader. To move the mountains, you can't move the Changsheng Mountain. A river has scenery on both sides, and it's the same to move firewood on the mountain and light the fire at the bottom."
Hearing this, Hu Ba His expression completely changed.
In their industry, this is called the lip code, which is a slang term in the industry, but it has been lost for a long time and is rarely known. How could it be said by an American who has never been to China.
"Miss Yang, you. You."
Seeing that Hu Ba was speechless for a long time, Yang An smiled and told them that they were both from the four major sects of tomb robbers.
After Hu Bayi finished listening, he realized that Mr. Yang and Shirley Yang were not only descendants of the Zagrama clan, but they were also the only two mountain-moving Taoists of the mountain-moving lineage left in the world today.
No, to be precise, they are not Taoist monks anymore, but they are gold-touching school captains, because the only three gold-touching charms of the gold-touching school captains in the world are still on Shirley Yang’s neck. It's hanging.
She didn’t want Yang An to become a tomb robber, so she hung the talisman on herself.
As for the reason why they came to look for Jingjue Ancient City, they didn't hide it from Lao Hu.
Yang An took off his shirt, revealing half of his strong shoulders. You could see a red mark on his right shoulder, like a human eye pattern.
Exactly the sign of being cursed.
“Do you still remember that the Zagrama clan was cursed? Our ancestors traveled all over the country, just to find a way to lift the curse.”
“This time we come to the ancient city of Jingjue. In addition to looking for his father, I also want to find out the truth about the curse.”
Yang An explained it this way.
Now Hu Bayi no longer hesitated, and told everything about him and Fatty, and then smiled bitterly.
"If we had said that we were all traveling together, then what would we be hiding?"
Of course, these were just polite words.
Neither Yang An nor Shirley Yang is short of money. Yang An even invested a lot with his foresight and now has a net worth of over 100 million, making him a real boss.
You must know that China's foreign exchange reserves at this time are only a few million.
This matter is over.
Everyone began to plan how to leave from Taklimakan, because they didn’t want to stay here any longer.
(End of this chapter)