The first section of the itinerary starts from Bosten Lake to the southwest and walks westward along the Peacock River until you find the ancient river channel heading south.
Bosten can be translated as standing.
The origin of this name is because there are three mountains in the middle of the lake standing in the lake.
This lake was also called the Fish Sea in ancient times.
It is the largest inland freshwater lake in China.
The Kongque River originates from here and flows to the depths of Taklimakan.
When we passed by the lake, we looked around and saw the vast and far-reaching blue water that was dazzling.
Inadvertently, we had the illusion that we had reached the end of heaven and earth.
In the first two days after departure, the three students of the professor were in high spirits.
They were all very young.
They entered the desert for the first time in their lives.
They found it both fresh and fun.
One moment they were imitating the whistle of old man An Liman commanding the camels, and the other moment they were chasing me.
Playing around and singing.
I was eager to give it a try, and I couldn’t wait to join them in the tossing, but as the leader of the archaeological team, I still had to be more serious.
Thinking of this, I straightened up and sat on the camel’s back, trying to look strong and strong.
Some.
According to the old man An Liman, this initial section of the journey is not considered a desert at all.
This section of the ancient channel of the Kongque River existed before the river changed its course.
The riverbed in some areas has not completely dried up, and the surrounding sand is also very shallow.
There are sporadic small lakes and seas everywhere, and occasionally a small group of red-billed gulls and red-billed pochards swim on the water.
Along the bend of the Kongque River, there are small oases where Elaeagnus angustifolia grows. , Populus euphratica and some shrubs.
Once we cross this river bend, we have truly entered the desert.
The Kongque River changes its course to the southeast, towards which are Loulan, Lop Nur, and Danya.
We then head southwest and enter the "Black Desert."
Old man An Liman said that the Black Desert was created by Hu Da's punishment of greedy pagans.
Countless cities and treasures are buried in the desert, but no one can bring them out from the Black Desert, even if you only take one.
Gold coins will also lose their way in the black desert and be buried in the sand forever, never to be found again.
This is a large mobile desert, with sand dunes blown by strong winds.
The landscape changes day by day, without any features, and the ancient rivers have long since disappeared.
Thanks to Anliman, those ancient castles, houses, and towers were mostly buried by the yellow sand, with only half of the roof exposed; the Populus euphratica was blown by the strong wind and tilted at an angle of thirty degrees with the ground; a few trees in the desert Even the little name of the Haloxylon ammodendron plant could not escape the eyes of old man An Liman.
When these things are connected, they form a line, which tells us that the ancient Kongque River once passed through here.
At the end of this disappeared ancient river is the legendary ancient city abandoned by Hu Da.
What impressed us most in the desert were the thousand-year-old Populus euphratica.
If we hadn’t seen it with our own eyes, who would have believed that there were trees in the desert.
Every tree is like a vigorous flying dragon, and all the branches stretch crookedly to the east, as if this dragon is running in the desert.
In such a harsh environment, after thousands of years of experience, it has long since died, and the trunks have been blown away by the wind and sand.
It was blown almost flat to the ground, but it still didn't fall.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning rises from the eastern horizon, reflecting the clouds on the horizon red.
The rising sand dunes in the desert are shrouded in a layer of glow, and the dry poplar euphratica and corrugated yellow sand are all reflected.
Golden red, rich colors, form a magnificent picture between heaven and earth.
In order to avoid the scorching sun at noon, everyone walked all night and were tired.
Seeing this scenery, they couldn't help but feel refreshed.
Shiry Yang praised: "The desert is so beautiful.
God, look at that Populus euphratica tree.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It's so beautiful."
It’s just a golden dragon in the desert.”
He took out his camera and clicked the shutter repeatedly, hoping to preserve this beautiful scenery.
When everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, I found old man An Liman staring at the rising sun in the east, with a faint uneasiness on his face.
I walked over and asked him: "Old man, what's wrong?
Is the weather going to change?"
"Because in the mainland, I have also heard that if the morning glow does not go out and the sunset glow travels thousands of miles, the fiery red clouds in the morning are not a good sign.
This is already the fifth day of our departure and the third day of entering the Black Desert.
In front of us are the ruins of the ancient city of Xiye.
We were originally expected to arrive tomorrow, but old man Anliman said that the storm will be very big this time.
Even the sand wall cannot stop us.
If we don’t rush to the ruins of Xiye City, we will all be buried alive in the desert.
I heard what he said and knew that this matter was no joke.
It was still more than half a day's journey from the ruins of Xiye Ancient City.
If something happened to delay it on the way, it would be troublesome, and we had to walk all night. , everyone is exhausted, it is hard to say whether those old, weak, women and children can hold on.
I jumped on the back of the camel and wanted to tell everyone to leave quickly, but I saw old man An Liman slowly getting off the camel, taking out a blanket, spreading it slowly on the yellow sand, kneeling on it, his eyes slightly closed, his expression pious and open.
Kai stretched his hands to the sky, then covered his face and chanted loudly.
He was praying to God.
It was something he had to do every morning.
Seeing that he was so calm and composed, I thought it was not serious that he said there was going to be a big storm in the evening, so I relaxed accordingly and went to talk to the fat man. , Shiry Yang and others watched the beautiful scenery of the desert together.
Who would have thought that after An Liman finished praying, he seemed to be a different person.
His body seemed to have been tightened.
He rolled up the blanket, jumped up on the camel like a spring, and whistled for a long time: "Oh, yo, yo, yo, hurry up.
If you run too late, you will be buried in the black sand of purgatory."
He urged the big camel on his crotch and started running first.
I yelled, "This fucking old man."
In such an emergency, he had time to pray slowly just now, but now he was running so fast, and he immediately called everyone to leave.
The camels also felt the danger signal coming from the sky, and like crazy, they threw away their four big hooves and ran wildly in the desert.
Normally, it is fun to sit on a camel and sway around, but once it starts running, it becomes very bumpy.
It was amazing, we lay tightly on the camel's back, for fear of falling off if we lost our grip.
The running camel caravan was speeding through the desert, and the raised yellow sand rolled up a giant yellow dragon.
Everyone wore goggles on their eyes and covered their noses and mouths with scarves.
I looked around, and I felt more and more that something was wrong.
The camels were out of control.
They were staring and panting, following old man An Liman's big camel, running like a whirlwind.
It seemed that the matter was more urgent than I expected.
Danger.
What I was most worried about was that some members were thrown off the camel.
They wanted to shout to An Liman in front of them to slow down, but they had no time to open their mouths, and there was no way to open their mouths.
When they opened their mouths, a mouthful of sand was poured into them.
I could only keep looking left and right, counting the number of people on the hump, until noon.
Even though the camels were good at walking, they were tired and sweating profusely, so I had to slow down.
Fortunately, no one was left behind.
An Liman asked everyone to take advantage of this moment to eat some dry food and drink more water.
Don't worry about running out of water.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Under the ruins of Xiye City, you can find underground veins, where clean water will be replenished.
After eating and drinking enough, let the camel recuperate its legs a little.
Fortunately, it is not far away, but it is better to continue running immediately, otherwise it will be too late.
Everyone took out the naan and dried meat and ate a few random bites.
The fat man and I were worried about these intellectuals and asked them one by one if there was anything wrong.
Professor Chen was quite old and was knocked out of breath by the camel and could not speak a word.
Ye Yixin, the youngest female student, vomited a few times.
The two of them only drank some water and nothing else.
Can't eat it.
The most terrible thing is Hao Aiguo.
His glasses for severe myopia fell off and he couldn't see anything clearly.
He was so anxious that he was spinning around.
Thanks to graduate student Sa Dipeng who was also myopic, he had a spare pair of myopia glasses.
Their degrees were about the same.
Hao Aiguo's urgent need.
Shirey Yang has nothing to do with Chu Jian, another tall student.
Especially Shirey Yang.
Maybe it’s inherited from her adventurous father, or it may have something to do with her growing up in the United States.
She has a strong adventurous spirit and good physical fitness.
It was also very good.
She had not slept all night and had been running in the desert for most of the day.
She was not tired at all.
She was still in high spirits and was busy helping old man An Liman to reinforce the supplies on the camel's back.
A breeze blew through the dunes, picking up wisps of fine sand.
The sky in the distance gradually turned into a dark yellow.
Old man Anliman shouted: "The trade wind is coming, don't rest anymore.
God bless us, there are so many of us." , run for your life quickly.”
The members of the archaeological team dragged their tired bodies and climbed on the camels again.
At this time, they no longer cared about the camels' physical strength and shouted to urge the camels to run.
The sky that was clear just now seemed to have darkened in an instant.
The wind came too fast, and more and more fine sand was swept into the air by the wind.
The surrounding area was shrouded in overwhelming sand and dust, and the visibility became lower and lower.
In the chaos, I secretly counted the number of people in the team.
Including me, there were eight people in total.
Who was left behind?
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the sand was raging, and everything was dark yellow.
I couldn't see who was left behind, but the camel team had just descended a hundred meters from the sand dune, and it was still too late to go back and find people.
The first thing I thought of was the American Miss Yang.
If she were to die, our money would be wasted.
But then I gave up this idea.
The idea just now was a bit selfish.
The lives of Americans are precious.
The lives of us Chinese people are not exchanged for salt particles, and no one can be left behind.
The fat man next to me was the only person I could recognize.
I wanted to talk to him, but the wind and sand were so strong that I couldn't open my mouth.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
I rode on the camel and gestured to him, asking him to stop and run in.
An Liman old man in front.
After such a delay, the twenty-humped camel ran another tens of meters away.
Before I could confirm whether the fat man understood what I meant, I turned over and fell off the back of the running camel.
The footprints of the camels in the desert have been blurred by the wind and sand, and will soon disappear.
I ran against the wind in the direction I came back.
I felt that my body was like a piece of paper, and every step I took was involuntary. , will be swept away by the strong wind at any time, and nothing can be heard in the ears except the sound of wind.
After staggering for nearly two hundred meters, we finally found a man lying on the ground on the dune beam where we had just rested.
The man's body was half covered by the sand.
I didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
I rushed over and pulled him out of the yellow sand.
It turned out to be Professor Chen.
His situation just now was not very good.
Maybe when everyone got on the camel to escape, he was knocked off by the camel in a hurry.
Professor Chen was still alive, but he was too frightened to speak.
When he saw me coming, he fainted in excitement.
Although the wind and sand at this time were fierce, I knew that this was just the prelude to a big desert storm, and a truly violent storm could come at any time.
Without delaying for a moment, I carried him on my back.
When I turned around, I could still identify the series of footprints I had just stepped on.
God bless, the fat man must stop that old man An Liman who ran faster than a rabbit.
Guy.
I wanted to carry Professor Chen down the sand dune, but I didn't expect the wind behind me to be too strong.
I couldn't keep my footing after taking the first step.
The two of them rolled down the sandy slope.
In the dim wind and sand, someone helped me up.
It turned out that the fat man understood what I meant, stabbed the camel's butt with a knife, caught up with An Liman in front, and threw him off the hump.
The camels stopped when they saw the first camel, and the rest also stopped.
Only The one with the injured butt ran forward like crazy and immediately disappeared into the vast wind and sand.
That is to say, thanks to the fact that they didn't run too far away, otherwise they wouldn't be able to find them back at all.
No one could speak at this time, they could only make gestures.
If you can understand it, you can understand it.
If you don't understand, just follow it.
Everyone was ready to climb on the camel again and escape. .
But the camels seemed to be frightened and would not run away.
No matter how much the old man An Liman beat them, they would not obey the command and lined up in a row, squatting on the spot and burying their heads in the sand.
We have seen many camel bones along the way.
When they died, they all remained in this posture, as if they were sinners receiving punishment.
An Liman said that these were camels that were frightened by Hu Da's black wind and sand.
They knew that the black wind and sand would come soon, and there was no point in running.
They simply knelt on the ground and waited to die.
This situation suddenly occurs, and we are helpless.
Are we all waiting to be buried alive by the yellow sand?
That is not a pleasant feeling.
Just when I was at a loss, Shiry Yang pulled my arm and pointed to the west, gesturing for us to look over there.
I saw a huge white shadow running towards us in the wind and sand.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It was very close, but the wind was too loud and no one heard it.
I subconsciously took off the sporting rifle from the hunchback.
This small-caliber sporting rifle was what we were going to use against the wolves.
Everyone ignored the wind and sand and focused their attention on the white shadow.
What on earth was it that didn't look like a human being?
Like a devil, the white shadow came to us in an instant.
It was a camel that was twice as big as an ordinary camel.
There was only one hump on its back.
Its whole body was white, and it stood out in the yellow sand.
"Wild camel" several people who knew this kind of camel shouted in their hearts at the same time.
In addition to the difference in body size between ordinary camels and wild camels, the biggest difference between them is that the camels raised by people have two humps on their backs, while the wild camels only have one hump on their backs.
Through the goggles, I seemed to be able to see the eyes of old man An Liman shining with light.
It was a light of joy that he had survived in death.
An Liman was so excited that he waved his arms to praise the true god Hu Da.
The camel kneeling on the ground They also seemed to be summoned by some kind of call and raised their heads buried in the sand again.
Although I don’t know what happened, I intuitively understood their actions.
We still have a chance to survive.
Just follow this snow-white wild camel.
It is an animal in the desert.
It should know where to hide from Hu Da. of black wind and sand.
He immediately gave a signal to the rest of the people, asking everyone to climb on the camel's back and follow the white camel in front.
The camels lowered their heads and almost foamed at the mouth as they ran.
They used their remaining strength to closely follow the white camel in front and turned around a large sand mountain.
The terrain of the desert suddenly rose here, and the white camel His figure flashed and disappeared in a short jump.
I secretly thought something was wrong, it had disappeared, and we would be in trouble.
I saw the surroundings getting darker and darker, and I could no longer distinguish the sky from the earth.
In a minute or two, the life-devouring black sandstorm was coming.
Before we could understand what was going on, the camels under us turned around and bypassed the towering sand mountain.
I looked to the left and right and saw that there was a broken city wall on the sand mountain with rammed earth underneath.
The big fortress turned out to be the ruins of a small ancient city.
Most of the buildings are more than half buried by the yellow sand, and some houses have collapsed.
Only the strong city wall stands out.
It has been exposed to the wind and sun for countless years, and has long turned into the same color as the desert.
From a distance, you will only think it is a big sand dune.
If you don't turn in from the side, you will never find this castle.
The snow-white wild camel originally ran here to take refuge, but the ruins of the ancient city blocked the view, so we couldn't see where it had gone.
The city wall is like a high anti-sand wall.
If we can rely on it to block this rare sandstorm, in the words of old man An Liman: "It depends on Hu Da's will."
In short, here In this case, having a place to hide would be an eye-opener.
The members of the archaeological team survived the disaster, and everyone's face turned yellow.
It was unclear whether they were frightened or had dust on their faces.
Everyone got off the camels, and An Liman directed the camels to lie down beside the wall, and then led a group of people to go down one after another from the broken roof of a big house.
Although the ancient city has walls to protect it from wind and sand, those walls are broken in some places.
Over the years, a large amount of sand has been blown into the city by the wind.
The damaged houses are filled with fine sand, which is more than two meters thick.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
The big room we took refuge in was probably a facility like a government office or a city hall.
It was relatively tall.
Even so, we still had to bend down.
If we raised our heads even slightly, we would bump into the wooden beams above.
Ye Yixin, Hao Aiguo and other people with poor health lay down on the ground when they entered, took out a water bottle and drank.
The rest of the people helped Professor Chen in.
He had recovered his consciousness, but his legs were weak.
The fat man let out a sigh of relief: "We have finally saved our lives."
After An Liman entered the house, he immediately knelt down on the ground.
The devil from the black hell blew up a black sandstorm.
Thank you Hu Da for sending the auspicious white camel to save us from the nightmare of disaster.
An Liman old man said that the single-humped white camel is the most magical elf in the desert.
Genghis Khan, Xixia King Li Yuanhao and others all have white camels, but those have two humps.
Although rare, they are not magical.
If there is even one person in the team that Hu Da doesn't like, we will not see the white camel.
It seems that we are devout believers favored by God.
From now on, we will be like brothers, breaking bones and connecting tendons.
An Liman patted his chest and promised: "If there is another danger, I will never leave everyone and run for my life again."
I cursed in my heart: "Grandma, I dare you, old man, for not taking us seriously before.
If anything happens, you'll run faster than a rabbit."
While we were talking, the big sandstorm outside had already come.
The wind was howling and the earth was shaking.
We couldn't help but be frightened in the ruins of the ancient city.
If the wind and sand buried the exit of the house, we would still be suffocated to death.
I arranged it.
Di Peng, Fatty, and Chu Jian took turns staring at the holes in the roof.
If anything happened, they would quickly notify everyone to run out.
But everyone knows very well that if the storm moves the desert and the city wall in front is swallowed up, even if we run out, we will just change places and be buried alive.
The outer wall of the house was covered with wormwood, which is a kind of hay.
I reached out and pulled out some, took out the solid fuel, and lit a small fire to keep everyone warm.
The dark old house was illuminated by the fire.
Ye Yixin suddenly jumped up and hit his head on the beam.
He was almost knocked unconscious.
Countless fine sand fell on the beam.
No one below was wearing goggles, so they were inevitably fascinated. eyes.
Everyone rubbed their eyes and asked Ye Yixin what was wrong and why he was so nervous.
My eyes were filled with sand and I couldn't see anything.
In my ears I could only hear Ye Yixin's trembling voice shouting: "There is a dead body lying in the corner on the right."
"Dead corpse," Hao Aiguo asked while rubbing his eyes, "You Xiaoye, why are you so startled?
Are we archaeologists still afraid of dead corpses?"
Ye Yixin also had sand in her eyes.
She covered her head that hit the roof beam and apologized: "I'm sorry, Teacher Hao, I just didn't expect there would be dead people in this room.
I'm sorry for not being mentally prepared."
I heard a secret recipe.
If you are confused, you can immediately spit on it and it will be cured.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
I have tried this trick many times before, so I quickly spit out a big mouthful of saliva.
The feeling of blurred eyes was relieved immediately, and I shed a lot of tears, but it was already gone.
Can open it.
When I opened my eyes, I was shocked.
It turned out that the spit I just spit happened to be on the top of Shirey Yang's head.
She is a clean person.
Even if she travels day and night in the desert, she still maintains good hygiene.
Habit.
She was rubbing her eyes, and in the confusion she didn't notice that someone was spitting on the top of her head.
I had no choice but to pretend that this was not the case, hurriedly took out the flashlight from the portable geology bag, and looked at the wall.
Sure enough, there were human bones.
The climate in the desert is extremely dry.
It is hard to tell how long it has been dead.
There is only a set of white bones left, a small part of which was buried by the yellow sand.
Most of them are still exposed.
At a glance, it is really scary.
No wonder I was scared.
Ye Yi's heartbeat was so high.
At this time, the rest of the people also opened their eyes one after another, took out the kettle, and used clean water to rinse a few people who were seriously confused.
I told everyone not to worry, it was just a human skeleton.
I don’t know how many years it had been dead.
Wait.
Let's eat something, rest for a while, and then dig a hole for him to bury.
The members of the archaeological team, except for the old man An Liman, all often deal with ancient corpses, and no one is afraid.
They are just a little confused that this human skeleton died here.
The dead in the desert rarely rot, and most of them are naturally dried into mummies.
However, these white bones have no skin or flesh on them, so they might have been eaten by sand wolves.
An Liman thought this was not surprising.
Didn't the white camel run in to escape the big sandstorm?
Thanks to following it, we survived.
This desert is different from the semi-desert and semi-Gobi with the Loulan ruins and the wonders of Yadan.
When people enter the black desert in the west, they only dare to follow the route of the ancient Kongque River and do not dare to deviate at all.
It is impossible for us to find this desert on our own.
The ruins of a castle, but the animals in the desert are different.
This abandoned city must be a refuge given by Hu Da to the animals in the desert.
We didn't see it.
There might be many sand wolves, yellow sheep, and sand leopards hiding behind the broken houses and broken walls.
The sky is blowing at the moment. big sandstorm, The animals on the ground are all frightened, and no one cares about the other.
After the sandstorm passes, you may find that the wolf and the gazelle are hiding in the same room.
At that time, if it is a wolf, it should show its teeth, and it is a gazelle.
It’s time to stretch out the horns on your head.
I heard that there were many wild beasts hiding in these broken houses.
Ye Yixin and other timid people were a little nervous.
An Liman was also worried about the camels hiding behind the broken city wall.
He had to brave the sandstorm to go out and put them away.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
The camels were tied.
It seems that this big sandstorm will not stop for a while, and I don’t know how long it will last in this big house, so I asked Fatty and Chu Jian to go out with him, and take food and fuel with him.
The sleeping bags are all brought in.
The three of them put on goggles, wrapped their headscarves over their mouths, noses and ears, and climbed out through the hole in the roof.
After two cigarettes, the three of them came back.
Their bodies were covered with sand and dust.
The fat man took off his turban and goggles and sat down on the ground: "This wind is blowing.
If the three of us hadn't pulled each other, we wouldn't be here."
Can blow us to the sky But the old man didn't fool us.
When we passed a broken wall, there were six or seven yellow sheep hiding behind it.
When the wind calms down, I will take my gun and shoot two of them.
Let's have some fresh meat.
It’s all dried meat for several days, and I’m tired of eating it.”
An Liman heard this and expressed his firm disagreement: "No, no, no, as soon as you fired, the sound of the gunshot scared away all the beasts hiding in the city, and they ran out.
We will be buried alive in the devil's black sandstorm.
We are the same as those animals.
It is because of Hu Dakai that we can hide here.
You can't do this. " The fat man said: "Come on, come on, stop it now.
Isn't that what I said?
If you talk so much, can I continue to eat dried meat?
You won't even let us eat dried meat."
After that, he left the bag.
He took out dried meat, canned meat, and white wine and distributed them to everyone to eat and drink.
After running for their lives in the desert for more than half a day, they were now trapped in the ruins of this unknown ancient city by a sandstorm.
Except for the fat man and the old man An Liman, no one else was in the mood to eat.
I care about Professor Chen because he is old and lacks medical treatment in the desert.
It is best that nothing happens to him.
I took the wine bag and walked to Professor Chen and persuaded him to take a few sips of wine to relieve his fatigue.
Shiry Yang and Hao Aiguo helped Professor Chen sit up.
The students, except Chu Jian who had his turn to watch the hole in the roof, also gathered around the professor with concern.
Professor Chen seemed to have recovered.
He took a sip of wine and said with a wry smile: "Think about how I used to work in the field, and then was locked up in a cowshed for more than three years, and then went to a labor camp to dig mountains and dig rocks.
What crime have I not suffered?
I have survived.
Now I am no longer useful.
Alas, thanks to Brother Hu today, without you, my old bones would have been buried alive by the sandstorm. " I comforted him a few words and said that I couldn't take Miss Yang's share of US dollars in vain.
These are all my duties.
If you always feel unwell, let's go back as soon as possible.
It's still too late.
After passing the ancient city of Xiye, that's We are in the heart of the Black Desert, and the environment is much more cruel than this.
It will be too late to regret it by then.
Professor Chen shook his head and said that he was determined to go on.
Don't worry, everyone.
This kind of rare sandstorm does not happen in a hundred years and does not happen often.
Since we escaped, we will be lucky if we survive the disaster.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
I was about to persuade him a few more words, Shiry Yang pulled me aside and whispered to me: "Mr.
Hu, I used to think that you were a bit too young to be the leader of the archaeological team, and I was worried about whether you had enough skills.
Ability and experience, today I finally know that you are the right choice for this captain.
I still need your help with something.
We have experienced the power of nature, and the morale of the team members has suffered a big setback.
I hope you can.
Cheer everyone up and cheer everyone up.”
This is a difficult problem, but the shopkeeper said it, so I had no choice but to do it.
Everyone gathered around to eat, and I said to everyone: "Comrades, our atmosphere is a bit dull now.
Marching and singing together is a fine tradition of our army.
How about we sing a song together?"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all a little confused, thinking when did we become soldiers?
What does the fine tradition of our army have to do with us ordinary people?
At this time, no one could react to singing on this occasion.
I was thinking bad and confused again, why did I bring out the tricks I used in the company, so I quickly changed my mind and said: "No, no, what about that, let's just chat, I will report to you all about my experience on the front line.
A small thing.”
When everyone heard that I was going to tell a story, everyone became interested and gathered around a little tighter.
They listened to me while eating: "Once, we were involved in a difficult task.
We had to capture Highland 306 by force.
How many people were there on the high ground?
This is a Vietnamese firepower point.
They are placed in a very good position.
They rely on each other and are in a blind spot.
Our artillery Fire could not directly destroy them, but had to force the infantry to attack them.
The company I led was the sixth company.
We attacked three times without success.
Seven people were killed and more than ten people in our company were injured.
The famous heroic company in the division has never fought such a useless battle.
The soldiers are very frustrated and can't cheer up.
I'm worried. , suddenly the regiment leader called me and scolded me on the phone, saying if your company can do it, please give up your position and give up the title of Hero Company, and the regiment will assign another company.
How can this be done?
I hung up the phone and came up with a way.
I told the soldiers that the Central Military Commission just gave I called and said that Uncle Deng knew about the deeds of our Sixth Company on the front line.
The old man said that the Sixth Company was really good and would definitely be able to take down the position.
When the soldiers heard this, Uncle Deng knew that our company was involved.
But we couldn't embarrass him like this, so I gained strength at that time and charged forward to take down the position. " Everyone in the archaeological team felt a little excited when they heard this, and they all asked about the details of the battle on the front line.
I said to everyone: "Comrades, what I mean by telling this story is that no difficulty can stop us.
Our biggest enemy is ourselves.
As long as we can overcome our own fears, as long as we overcome our own weaknesses, we will be successful." can achieve final victory.”
Under my guidance, the previous depressing and dull atmosphere was finally greatly relieved.
Although the big sandstorm outside was violent, these people were no longer as nervous as before.
After eating, it was Sa Di Peng's turn to take over Chu Jian's sentry duties.
Fatty and I went to pick up the human bones of the victims in the corner and left them there like that.
The people in the room were not feeling very well.
Before going to bed, first It would be better to bury this human skeleton.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
In such bad weather now, it is impossible to bury it outside, so we can only dig out the sand on the spot.
After only a few digs, the engineer's shovel hit a rock.
I felt a little weird.
The house was very high, and the yellow sand that had been blown in for hundreds of thousands of years was accumulating higher and higher.
Why did it only take a few digs to find rocks?
He pushed aside the sand and looked at it.
The stone was black.
He dug a few more times on both sides, but there was no stone.
When Hao Aiguo and others saw it, they also came over to help.
Together, they dug more than half a meter deep into the fine yellow sand. , actually revealed the head of a black stone statue.
This man's head is as big as an average person's two heads combined.
His eyes are olive-shaped and long.
They are too large in proportion to the facial features and appear uncoordinated.
There is no crown on the head, only a flat bun.
The expression is very peaceful, with no obvious expression of joy or anger.
It looks like a statue of a god enshrined in a temple or a stone figure on the mountain path of some large mausoleums.
However, the stone statue is here.
Judging from the location in a large house, the former is more likely.
I lit a gas lamp.
Professor Chen looked at it and said to Hao Aiguo: "Look at this stone statue.
Have we seen it somewhere before?"
Hao Aiguo put on his myopia glasses and looked carefully: "Ah, it's true.
A thousand-coffin tomb was unearthed in Xinjiang.
There was also a stone man exactly like this one in the tomb.
The eyes were very protruding and different from ordinary people.
This should be called a giant.
Eye stone statue."
Such giant-eyed stone statues have been found in the Tianshan Mountains, Altay, Hotan River Basin, and Mongolian grasslands in Xinjiang.
The origin of the stone statues cannot be verified.
Some scholars once pointed out that they should be some gods worshiped by the Mongolians.
According to historical records, Kublai Khan had a secret palace in the desert of the Western Regions, called the "Fragrant Palace".
The earliest stone statues of this kind were enshrined in the Xiang Palace.
But a few years later, as several older tombs and ruins were discovered, stone figures with giant eyes were also discovered, which overturned the hypothesis of "Xiang Palace".
Some people say that this is a legacy of the ancient Turks, but in the end there is no definite explanation, and it has become one of the many unsolved mysteries in the history of archaeology.
Several students in the archeology team had never seen a giant-eyed stone statue.
They took out their pens and wrote and drew in their notebooks.
They discussed digging out the sand underneath to see the whole body of the stone figure.
Hao Aiguo told them some relevant knowledge and said that everyone is tired today and should rest first.
When the sandstorm stops tomorrow, we will clean up the sand in the big house and see if we find anything.
I changed the place, dug up the yellow sand, and buried the corpse of the victim.
There was nothing on him to prove his identity, and I couldn't even make a simple tombstone for him.
Alas, he was at home well.
It's so nice to stay here.
Why go to the desert to toss around?
Just rest here.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
I looked at my watch and saw that it was already evening.
The black sandstorm outside had not stopped yet.
Instead, it was getting stronger and stronger, and it might even last the whole night.
Except for Satipeng who was on guard, the rest of the people rubbed their feet with fine sand and lay down in their sleeping bags to rest.
This is what I learned from An Liman.
In the desert, water is gold, and you can only use fine sand to wash your feet. .
I found Satipeng under the hole in the roof and asked him to go to sleep for a while while I stood guard for him.
I sat in the corner, holding the sports air rifle in my arms, just in case a wild beast suddenly jumped in and hurt someone.
I smoked and listened to the wind outside.
The thought of Professor Chen and the others going further into the desert made me nervous.
It gives me a headache, who knows how many dangerous traps are hidden in the depths of the black desert.
We encountered a big sandstorm today, but there were no casualties among the team members.
This can definitely be regarded as a miracle.
I was lost in thought, smoking one cigarette after another.
I don’t know how long it took.
It was already dark outside, but the wind was still so loud, like countless devils wailing, and sand fell into the holes in the roof from time to time. , If the wind doesn't stop, I'm afraid the broken city wall in front will be swallowed up by the sand.
At this time I found that Shiry Yang was awake.
When she saw me sitting in the corner watching out, she came over to see if she wanted to talk to me.
Usually, I rarely talk to her, mainly because she and Fatty don't get along well, and they don't like each other, so except for necessary exchanges, we don't talk to her much, and we say she will deduct some money from us if we kill her. , that’s enough for us.
Out of politeness, I said hello to her, and Shiry Yang came over to me and asked: "Mr.
Hu, you also go to take a nap, I will take over for you for two hours."
I said no, I would ask Fatty to take my place later, and I asked her to go and rest, but she sat opposite me and started chatting with me casually.
One thing I have always wanted to ask her is why she has to look for that ancient city.
Maybe that city has disappeared long ago and no one has seen it for so many years.
Her father and those explorers may not have died there.
It's an ancient city, and you may encounter any danger in the desert.
It's really difficult to find the remains of the lost victims, and there are still many unsolved mysteries in this black desert.
I once read some tabloids, which said that three explorers also came here to explore, and then disappeared.
After a long time, people found their bodies on the edge of the desert.
These three people all died of dehydration.
The strange thing is Their kettles still contained more than half a jug of drinking water.
There are countless similar things.
We humans know too little about deserts.
There are many kinds of animals and plants in the desert, some of which are undiscovered species.
We just try our best to look for it.
Even if we can't find it, we don't have to blame ourselves too much.
Shiry Yang nodded: "Mr.
Hu, what you said makes sense, but I always firmly believe that my father and the others have found the ancient city of Jingjue, because since he disappeared in the desert, I have dreamed of a big black hole more than once. , there is a large coffin hanging at the entrance of the cave.
The coffin is engraved with ghost cave inscriptions, and there are also many large iron chains wrapped around it.
There is also a huge thing lying on the coffin, but I can't see clearly what it is.
Every time I try to see clearly what is on the coffin, but when that happens, I wake up from my dream for more than half a year.
Since then, I have dreamed of the same scene almost every night.
I believe this is a dream entrusted to me by my father, and the coffin must belong to Queen Jingjue. " I thought to myself why Americans are so superstitious and still believe in dreams, but seeing her solemn expression, I didn’t dare to say anything to refute her.
I just comforted her a few words, changed the subject, and asked her what happened to the wonderful country.
What's going on.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Shiry Yang said: "My father and Professor Chen have been friends for many years.
They were classmates when they were young, and they were both obsessed with the ancient culture of the Western Regions.
In 1948, my father and his family went to the United States.
After the Cultural Revolution, he returned to China again.
When he was in the United States, he bought a group of cultural relics, all of which were precious cultural relics excavated by European explorers in the Xinjiang desert in the early 19th century.
Those European explorers discovered an area near the Niya Oasis.
The ruins of the ancient city, according to research, the ruins and cultural relics are all from the Han Dynasty It is speculated from some clues that the ruins there are likely to be the ruins of the Jingjue Kingdom, the most powerful of the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions.
After many years of research, my father and Professor Chen concluded that the ruins of Niya are only those of the Jingjue Kingdom.
A subsidiary city, the real master of Jingjue The city should be north of Niya, downstream of the Ziduan River.
My father hoped to personally find the ruins of the ancient city in his lifetime, so he took the risk of organizing an expedition into the desert.
There are no existing records about this once extremely glorious ancient city.
Not much.
Jingjue Country was the leader of the alliance of small countries in the Western Region at that time.
Now it seems that those small countries are just a number of cities of different sizes naturally formed along some trade routes.
Each small city also considers itself a country, and the strongest among these small countries.
Big ones are exquisite .
The Jingjue people are mainly the Guidong tribe, with a few other ethnic groups mixed in.
After the death of the last queen of the Jingjue Kingdom, the city disappeared in the sea of sand.
Whether it was destroyed by a natural disaster or a war, there is no way of knowing.
I don’t know, it’s like this country doesn’t It once existed.
But until the eve of World War II, there was a British explorer who led an expedition into Taklimakan.
In the end, he was the only one who came out alive.
His mind was completely lost, but the person in the camera was still there.
A few photos and diaries confirmed the existence of the ancient city of Jingjue.
Later, some people tried to find it based on this clue, but then World War II broke out.
It was only in the past three or four years that various expedition teams had the opportunity to enter the desert.
Search for treasures and relics.”
Shiry Yang took out a small bag and showed it to me.
I took it and opened it.
Inside was a yellowed black and white old photo and an old diary filled with English writing.
The picture in the photo is very blurry, and you can vaguely tell that it is a city in the desert, with a tower standing in the middle, and the details are almost unclear.
I asked Shirey Yang if this was Shirey Yang and said: "Yes, my father bought this from England.
These are the diary and photos of Mr.
Walter, the explorer who once visited Jingjue Ancient City in person.
This also gives It gave us some clues, but the diary only said that they saw a huge ancient city at the lower reaches of the Ziduan River and were going to explore in the morning, but nothing happened after that.
I don’t know what happened to them in the ruins of the ancient city, and why they ended up in the city.
Only one insane person survived."
While I was chatting with her, I accidentally discovered that in the corner of the wall illuminated by the gas lamp in the room, the eyes of the giant-eyed stone statue with a big head dug out seemed to move.
I didn't sleep for a day or two. , could it be that you are dazzled by this: