I looked at it several times, but found nothing.
There were no suggestive symbols, pictures, or words on the prophet's body.
The fat man was impatient and searched all over the prophet's bones, but still found nothing.
The remains of the prophet were in a sitting position, sitting cross-legged.
One hand was placed beside the stone box, and the other hand was flat in front of his knees.
There was not even a gesture of instruction.
Apart from the clothes that rotted into powder, he was wrapped in a sheet.
Nothing but sheepskin.
I searched around again to see if there were any secret passages or anything like that.
However, this tomb was dug out of a stone mountain.
The walls were covered with hard rocks and there were some tiny cracks in some places.
I could feel it if I stretched out my hand and tried it.
There was a hint of cool breeze, and it seemed that the tomb was not far from the top of the mountain.
But without explosives and tools, it would be even harder to carve an escape path through the rocks.
The only entrance to this tomb is the crack we entered through.
There used to be a stone door there.
When we came in, in order to avoid the countless falling gravels, we didn't look carefully at the tomb passage outside.
The cracks in the mountain made it difficult for us to escape.
The gap is connected with the tomb passage, but this road has been blocked by gravel.
It is absolutely impossible to go back and find the tomb passage.
The three of them were running around in a hurry, and suddenly there was a shaking under their feet.
They heard a subtle cracking sound coming from the mountain.
The sound became louder and louder, and the vibrations on the ground also intensified.
It seemed that the explosion caused the inside of the mountain.
Tension conduction, after the first two cracks became larger and larger each time, the pressure continued to accumulate, and the third mountain crack will soon occur.
Could it be that the prophet's revelation corresponds to this?
There was a strong shaking, and three large cracks opened in the tomb, one on the ground, and the other two, one on the left and one on the right, just on both sides of the tomb.
The height and width can accommodate people passing through.
The fat man cursed: "Damn it, choose one of the three.
This kid is playing with us.
Let's go on one side.
It would be better for us all to be buried in the mountains."
Shiry Yang pointed to the prophet's bones and said, "The prophet has shown us the way."
Her voice trembled, and she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart.
The fat man and I looked down and saw that the stone box was halfway sunken into the large crack on the ground.
The prophet's bones were also tilted to the side.
The fingers of his right hand were pointing at the large crack on the left side of the tomb.
We quickly knelt down and kowtowed, thanking the Prophet for his blessing.
At this time, the gravel falling from the top of the tomb became larger and larger, and the roaring sound was endless, and it was no longer possible to stand in the tomb.
I asked the fat man to carry Professor Chen, and Shiry Yang and I carried Ye Yixin, and got in through the crack on the left side of the tomb chamber wall.
After a few steps, a burst of white light burst into flowers, and the long-lost sky appeared above our heads.
The drop here is only a few meters from the top of the mountain, but the mountain shook very violently.
There were cracks in the rocks.
There were gravels under the feet.
Every step slipped, making it very difficult to fall.
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The fat man knelt down, and Shiry Yang climbed up first by stepping on his shoulders, and then followed Professor Chen's example to get Professor Chen up too.
I asked the fat man to go up first, and then threw down a rope to pull up Ye Yixin's body.
We couldn't just bury her in the mountain forever.
It was more difficult for the fat man to climb up.
I held him at the bottom while Shiry Yang pulled me up.
It took a lot of effort to climb up.
At this time, there was a loud bang on the stone wall behind me, which startled me.
When I turned around and looked to the side, I saw that the mountain behind me was collapsing backwards.
The entire Zagrama Mountain was split into two halves, and the ghost cave was huge.
The arc-shaped top wall could no longer bear it and was constantly collapsing, causing the stone beams holding the queen's coffin, the corpse-scented konjac, countless treasures, and giant-eyed stone statues to fall into the bottomless ghost cave.
Streams of black water are flowing out of the ghost cave.
Things that fall in are immediately submerged by the black water.
The black mountain, the pitch-black cave, and the earth behind it seem like the devil has opened its black mouth and is devouring the things in the mountain. everything.
The power of the landslide was dizzying.
I held onto the stone wall tightly with one hand and hugged Ye Yixin's body with the other hand.
I didn't dare to move, for fear that I would fall into the ghost cave along with the collapsed mountain behind me.
The fat man shouted anxiously from above: "Lao Hu, climb up quickly.
Don't worry about that little girl's body.
I can't care about the dead now."
I thought I had to take Ye Yixin's body out no matter what, but now my left hand holding Ye Yixin was sore and numb.
It seemed that if I didn't let go, I would have to fall with Ye Yixin, so I had to let go of my arm.
Ye Yixin didn't think so.
My arm was hung on my portable bag, and Ye Yixin's dozens of kilograms of weight fell down.
The portable bag was hung open, and the prophet's sheepskin apocalypse rolled around, and fell down the mountain together with Ye Yixin's body. .
I watched the sheepskin book fall to the bottom of the mountain, and I was very upset.
The prophet's prediction was very clear.
When the sheepskin book fell to the ground, there would be a sandstorm that swallowed up Zagrama Mountain.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
At this point, I had no choice but to resign myself to my fate.
I climbed up to the top of the mountain hand and foot.
Suddenly, I heard a plaintive female voice crying in my ear from behind.
This voice seemed to belong to the little girl Ye Yixin.
My body suddenly felt heavy, as if there was a force pulling me down, trying to pull me down the mountain.
My hair stood on end.
At this time, the sun in the desert had already sunk halfway into the western horizon.
I was in the shadow of the mountain, surrounded by black rocks.
At this moment, it really felt like I had touched the gate of hell.
I struggled to climb to the top of the mountain, but the rocks on which I stood on my feet had collapsed.
I could only hold on to the mountain with the strength of my hands.
I couldn't look back.
But even if I could look back, I didn't want to look.
I might be afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch it.
If you don't go to jail, you have to fall into the ghost hole below.
I tried my best not to listen to the crying, but the crying in my ears became more and more sad, piercing my heart with each sound.
My heart felt sour, my body became heavier, and I couldn't help but want to let go.
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Fatty and Shiry Yang saw me on the top of the mountain, feeling dazed and uncomfortable, and wanted to stretch out their hands to pull me up, but they were too far away to reach me.
They saw that the cracks in the mountain were expanding, and the whole mountain would collapse in an instant.
They had no ropes at hand, so they had to He took off his belt and let it hang down.
When I was greeted by the two people above me, it was like being splashed with a bucket of cold water in the dog days of summer.
My whole body was shaken up and I woke up.
The crying in my ears disappeared, and the pulling force behind me also disappeared.
I didn't dare to stay longer at the moment.
Holding on to the fat man's leash, he climbed to the top of the mountain.
The setting sun in the desert has become blurry, and waves of breeze carrying fine sand blow by, casting an ominous shadow between the sky and the earth.
Old man An Liman once said before that this kind of wind is a signal that a black sand storm is coming.
The end of Zagrama predicted by the prophet has finally come.
The fat man and I picked up Professor Chen.
The old man was unresponsive at this time.
He was at the mercy of others like a puppet.
If you pulled him, he would follow you.
He didn’t know he was tired, but he couldn’t stop.
Once he stopped, he would He was sitting on the ground and couldn't get up.
The only thing we could do was to drag, drag, and run down the mountain.
The side of the mountain close to Jingjue Ancient City had completely collapsed.
The huge hollow half of the mountain just covered the ghost cave, sealing the cave entrance forever.
The side where we went down the mountain was the entrance to the Zagrama Valley.
We originally wanted to go through the valley to join Anliman's camel team after coming down.
The sandstorm has begun, and No. 11 can't escape without the camel.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived at the bottom of the mountain, they heard the sound of hoofbeats in the valley.
Old man Anliman looked panicked and was shouting loudly, driving the camels away.
The fat man yelled: "Old man, everything you swear is just farts."
An Liman didn't expect us to appear at the entrance of the valley, so he quickly said: "Praise God, it seems that what we met here was another arrangement by Hu Da."
We didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so we put Professor Chen on the camel and each of us found a camel to climb on.
An Liman also chased and asked where the rest of the people were.
I said: "Don't mention it, it's all gone.
Now is not the time to talk about this.
How can we escape the big sandstorm?
Just lead everyone over there."
The sky has completely plunged into darkness.
This time it is a cyclone, and the eye of the wind seems to be a ghost cave in the mountains.
The wind is gradually strengthening, and the sand on my face hurts.
Old man Anliman didn't expect that this big sandstorm would come so quickly.
There were no signs before.
Except for the ruins of Zagrama and Jingjue Ancient City, there was no place to hide in the vast desert.
But since it is a cyclone, the further away from the eye of the cyclone, the safer it is.
Just keep running in the right direction.
Whether you can escape depends on the mood of the old man Hu Da.
Old Man Anliman blew a long whistle, led the way on his camel, and fled westward with the camel team.
At the beginning, I heard a series of strange sounds coming from behind me, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, or like the waves of the sea.
The wind suddenly became strong, and the strong wind carrying sand and dust was overwhelming.
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In addition, it was dark, and the visibility was extremely low, even though I was covered with a hood.
My mouth still feels like countless sand and stones are pouring into my ears and nose.
After running a long distance, the camels gradually stopped obeying the command.
An Liman asked the camel team to stop.
At this time, he could no longer hear what anyone said.
He made a few gestures and gathered the frightened camels. in a circle.
I think what he means is that if he keeps running, the camel team will disperse.
Once the team disperses, no one will have the possibility to survive.
Now we have to build a sand wall in place and hide among the camels. , all that was left to do was to pray to Hu Da.
I nodded to him, expressed my understanding, and asked Shiry Yang to wrap Professor Chen in a blanket and hide from the sandstorm on the spot.
The fat man and I shoveled the sand desperately.
After settling the camels, old man Anliman came over to help.
He built a simple anti-sand wall around the camels, and then covered the camels' eyes with blankets to prevent them from fleeing in fear.
They also wrapped themselves in blankets and gathered together.
Fortunately, we have left the eye of the storm.
The wind and sand on the edge of the sandstorm are already so strong that in the center of the eye of the storm, people might be torn into pieces.
An Liman's camels are all relatively experienced.
When they gather together, they no longer panic.
When they are partially buried by the sand, they shake their bodies and move up a little so that they are not completely buried by the sand.
It wasn't until the next morning that the wind and sand gradually subsided.
We kept digging the sand wall all night, and we were already exhausted.
When we saw that the sandstorm had passed, we dared to stand up and look out.
We were surrounded by undulating sand dunes, and the yellow sand was blown into solid ripples by the wind.
The exquisite ancient city, the black sacred mountain of Zagrama, the queen's coffin, the corpse-scented konjac, the tombs of the prophets and sages, as well as countless unknown secrets in ancient times, as well as Hao Aiguo, Ye Yixin, Chu Jian, Sa Di Peng, They are buried forever in the depths of the yellow sand.
Professor Chen also poked his head out of the blanket, looked at the sky and smiled stupidly.
Shiry Yang went over and stroked the sand off Professor Chen's head.
An Liman knelt on the ground and prayed, thanking Hu Da for his kindness.
The fat man dug through all his bags to look for water, but found nothing in the end.
He spread his hands at me and made a helpless expression.
I shook my head helplessly and was so preoccupied with escaping that I didn't even think about the water.
Moreover, I had crossed the safe return point seven days ago.
It was not easy to go back now.
The passage to the Ziduan River has also been completely buried.
It is impossible for a few of us to dig it out.
There is not a drop of water.
I am afraid that we cannot last a day in the desert.
Drinking salty sand water and camel blood is not an option. , when I thought of the tragic situation of dying of thirst in the desert, I felt that it would be better to die in a ghost cave.
There is no water in the desert, it's like a living person has been drained of blood.
Everyone is helpless and sits in a daze.
Suddenly I heard An Liman yelling: "Hu Da's envoy!"
I saw a white shadow appearing on the sandy slope not far from us.
I thought it was because I was thirsty and hungry, and my eyes were dazzled, so I hurried He rubbed his eyes and looked carefully.
It turned out to be the white camel we had seen before arriving at Xiye City.
It was walking leisurely on the sand dunes, slowly heading towards Go west.
Old man An Liman was so excited that he couldn't speak any more.
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The white camel appeared in the cursed black desert, which meant that the ancient curse had disappeared.
Hu Da had taken back this desert.
Following Hu Da's envoy, we would definitely be able to Find water.
I don’t know if what he said is true or not.
Last time he said that travelers entering the desert will have a safe journey when they see a white camel.
Now he says that the curse in the desert has disappeared.
But at this time, I would rather believe it than not.
Believe it or not, you might actually be able to find water by following the white camel.
Immediately, he quickly organized the camels into a team and followed the white camels.
The tall white camel walked leisurely under the scorching sun.
After walking straight for three or four hours, it turned around a long sand ridge and found a tiny puddle.
There are some sea buckthorns growing around the puddles.
The water is not very clear and may contain a small amount of minerals.
Animals can drink it directly, but people cannot drink it directly.
The camels couldn't wait to drink the water.
Shiry Yang found some disinfectant tablets, put the water into a filter, filtered it, then added the disinfectant tablets, and then distributed it to everyone.
This puddle may be a tributary of the Ziduan River.
Due to the movement of the desert at night, part of the river water that is closer to the ground seeps out.
I made a fire by the puddle and baked some naan.
I didn't tell them that when I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, I felt like someone was pulling on my back.
This thing seemed real and illusory, and I couldn't even distinguish the truth from the truth.
Not to mention the last incident, including the entire experience in Jingjue Ancient City and the Ghost Cave, there is no clear boundary between reality and fiction.
When the fat man and I talked about our encounter in Zagrama Mountain, it was like a breathless nightmare.
The fat man said: "This dog-tailed flower is so damn powerful, maybe we haven't had semen at all."
Juegu City, all this is an illusion created by the ghost flower."
Shirey Yang, who had never spoken much, interrupted and said: "No, now that we are out of danger, if we look back and think about it carefully, the characteristics of the corpse-scented konjac illusion are still very obvious.
It can only use the memories that already exist in our minds.
But we can't build something we've never seen before.
The coffin, the ghost cave, the prophet's tomb, and the prophecies are all real.
We have seen the black snake before, and the prophetic stone paintings that tempt us to kill each other.
The ones on the first stone box are real, because we have seen them before.
After reading the prophecy on the first level, Corpse Fragrance Amorphophallus can create an illusion on the second level stone box."
I said to Shiry Yang: "Heroes really think alike.
I think so too, but I'm not sure, so I never said it out loud.
Should we discuss how to get out of the desert now?"
Shiry Yang said: "Now we have to trouble Grandpa Anliman.
He is a living map in the desert.
We might as well listen to his opinion first."
When An Liman saw his boss speaking, he drew a few strokes on the sand with his hand.
This area is our approximate location now.
Going south is the ruins of Niya.
It is very far away and is all desert.
We have added enough The water may not reach Niya; to the east is Lop Nur, with the desert in the middle and the boundless Gobi Desert on the other side; to the north is the direction we came from, which is the direction of Xiye City, but as we go deep into the hinterland of the desert, we must It's not easy to walk back either.
Now it seems that walking in all three directions is difficult.
The only one left is the Tarim River, which is the largest inland river in the desert.
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Starting from our current location, if we walk fast, it will be about It takes ten days to reach the confluence of the Tarim River, Yarkand River and Hotan River.
Once you get there, it will be easier.
Just replenish the water and continue walking westward for six or seven days.
You will not be far from Aksu.
There are troops and oil fields nearby.
You can ask for their help.
We have replenished the water we are most lacking now, which can last for almost ten days, and there is still some food.
In the desert, water is more important than food.
If there is really nothing to eat, we can still eat camels.
It took a full day to filter and reserve the water in the sand nest bit by bit, and then set off as planned.
Along the way, we were inevitably hungry, thirsty, and exposed to the wind and sun, and we traveled at night.
Finally, we reached the Tarim River on the twelfth day, and then continued westward.
On the third day, we met oil field workers who were going into the desert to hunt yellow sheep.
At that time, Chen The professor had only one breath left.
The feeling of escaping from death step by step in the depths of the desert is not easily experienced by people living in a normal environment.
Since then, I have developed a habit of drinking water at home.
No matter how big the cup is, I always drink every drop in one go.
Professor Chen’s life and death, the real secret hidden in the bottomless ghost cave, the whereabouts of the ancestors’ tribe, the mystery of Shiry Yang’s life experience, and the new adventures of Hu Bayi and Fatty will all be revealed in the second part of Ghost Blowing Lantern: Longling Cave It continues to unfold beautifully: