There must be, that place is the golden passage, the Eurasian corridor, you wait for me to find it for you. ”

The shopkeeper buried his head under the counter again, rummaged around, and found another cylinder.

It reads: The Cup of Life of King Louis IX of France.

Introduction: During the period of the Mongol regime (1206-1271), the center of Mongol rule was on the Mongolian Plateau, and Alashankou became an important passage in Central and Western Asia.

King Louis IX of France twice sent envoys through the Alashan Pass to meet Genghis Khan and establish diplomatic relations.

In 1219, the second Mongolian expedition to the west quickly destroyed the nomadic power with Central Asia as the core, the Khwarazm, and the Khwarazm people, who had lost their homeland, had to move westward under the pressure of the Mongols and entered the territory of the Ayyubid Dynasty, resulting in the destruction of the results of the Sixth Crusade and the fall of Jerusalem again.

King Louis IX of France secretly sent a delegation to offer the Cup of Life, but while crossing the Black Wind Pass (Alashan Pass), he was ambushed by the legendary Assassin Hassan bin Sabah, the old man of the mountain.

And that treasure map carefully analyzes several locations that are most likely to hide treasures, Alashan Pass, sandwiched between two mountains, Alatau Mountain, Baluk Mountain, is a narrow corridor about 20 kilometers wide and about 90 kilometers long, so wide place, except for a railroad track crossing, almost no human shadow can be seen, you can find a fart.

Although he knew that he was fooling people, Fan Yang liked it: "This is very good, it is worthy of the Eurasian corridor, just this one." ”

Pay to buy this picture, and there is also a strap that can be worn cross-body on the shoulder, not to mention, this cylinder is well made, and it feels very strappy.

The new reins, full of history everywhere, the thousand-year-old road, the Eurasian corridor, the maximum wind speed of 55 meters per second, equivalent to a twelve-level typhoon, a place to challenge the limits of life, a barren place that even explorers are unwilling to cross, in ancient times, it was a traffic artery.

In 1993, when the second Eurasian land bridge was reconnected, what kind of scene would it be to have the Alashankou today?

When it comes to outdoor equipment, Fan Yang is quite experienced, and he chose a set of jackets, mountain boots, windproof goggles, head covers, face towels, scarves, and bottled oxygen.

The shopkeeper is very good at selling goods, so he fooled Fan Yang into buying a safety rope, a multi-functional belt, a figure-8 ring buckle, and bought three walkie-talkies at a high price, and only these three walkie-talkies used more than 2,000.

Walking out, the three of them were already fully equipped, and the army was carrying two bundles of 50-meter safety ropes on their backs, with a multi-functional belt wrapped around their waists, which was to tie people into a string, and the boss said that it was to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.

Lu Zhengshan was holding two mountaineering pickaxes and a flying claw, and his face was pale: "This, let's, shouldn't we really go through the Alashan Pass?"

Only Fan Yang was full of smiles: "It doesn't cost a few dollars, just buy it, be prepared, how far is it from the border gate to the border port of Kazakhstan?"

Alashankou is like a straight passage, but the width of this passage is a bit sensational.

It can also be said that this is the second roof of the world, and other places have to climb mountains, but this place is a flat river.

And because of this terrain, the wind flow of the narrow mountains gathers here and pours out, which is both a mountain pass and a tuyere.

Lu Zhengshan replied: "90 kilometers, out of the Alashan Pass, it takes four or five hours to drive, out of the mountain pass to the east, walk more than 10 kilometers to the border port of Kazakhstan, but I forget what the name is." ”

"There's a car over there, right?"

"There is a highway, and you can run on the Gobi, should we go there?" Lu Zhengshan asked.

"Of course I'm going to go, what are you afraid of, our three desert off-road, even if it's a typhoon, I want to go over and see what the situation is over there, and by the way, look for some new projects for the company." ”

Rubbing his fingers: "Who thinks about having a lot of money, right?" ”

Lu Zhengshan was helpless and didn't dare to persuade anymore.

Fan Yang took the mountaineering pickaxe from Lu Zhengshan's hand, waved it twice, and didn't take advantage of it: "It's a pity, it's good to buy a sapper shovel." ”

Dajun laughed and said, "Are you really going to dig a grave?"

"It's fun. He patted Lu Zhengshan on the shoulder: "Will you dig a grave?" How many valuable tombs are there in Xinyi, take us to dig two shovels, in case we dig up a golden doll." ”

"Hehe, how can I do this. ”

Fan Yang asked: "By the way, those tomb robbers are really that powerful? Archaeologists can't find them, but they can find them?"

Lu Zhengshan nodded and said: "This is not a lie, it is really powerful, and they are willing to endure hardships, many tomb robber gangs have plunged into the desert, that is, for several months, how can those archaeologists persevere." ”

Just said this, Fan Yang's footsteps were stunned, and his face was surprised: "Hey, isn't it the tomb robber last time, the one who sold my jade." ”

"Where?" Lu Zhengshan looked left and right, and sure enough, he found that the barefoot old man, with a pair of extremely large feet, a snakeskin bag on his back, and a dry tobacco pot in his waist, walked forward along the street corner.

"Let's take a look. ”

Fan Yang's curiosity was aroused, and he followed the old man back to Yamalik Street, drilled east, drilled west, and went around to another side street.

It feels like a steep change again.

The stalls all over the ground are full of all kinds of old objects, ancient jade, clay pots, clay pots, and the shops on both sides are also selling old jade.

"This is an antique?"

Lu Zhengshan looked around for a while: "It seems, this is Xinmin Street, right?"

I looked at it again: "It's really Xinmin Street." ”

"What Xinmin Street?" Fan Yang asked.

But then he reacted: "What kind of ghost market are you talking about?"

The two of them were stunned, and they didn't say a word, and the old man, who was still under their noses, suddenly disappeared.

"What about people?"

"Will you go into which shop? Probably that one, go in and have a look. ”

But Lu Zhengshan stopped with his hand, and looked at the eaves of the shop, where a pair of straw sandals and a handful of withered poplar branches were hung, and the ends of the branches were tied up like a broom.

A strip of cloth is tied to the handle.

"Don't go in, the things sold here are unlucky. ”

The bundle of branches hung abruptly under the eaves, and it looked a little wrong.

But I can't say what is wrong.

"What kind of code is this? Selling real antiques?"

The corners of Lu Zhengshan's mouth twitched, and he took a breath: "It's really hard to say, but that branch broom, I know what it means, the poplar tree is a living fossil in the desert, it can live for thousands of years without dying, it will not fall down after dying for a thousand years, and it will not rot after a thousand years. ”

Speaking of which, Fan Yang lost interest for a while.

And a little sick to my stomach.

"Forget it, let's go. ”

I went back to explain my work, got up at 6 o'clock the next morning, drove a Cherokee, took two dogs, a working group of 4 people, and went to Yamalik Street to buy a set of jackets for each of them, and did not dare to alarm Gao Yongkang at all, and met with Eric.

At around 10 o'clock in the afternoon, I set off on the journey to Alashankou.

Book Keju Reading Website: