"Why is this old Su gone?Did he fly to the sky?" Zhang Meng looked up at the sky in confusion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't talk nonsense, do you think Lao Su is Jehovah and can ascend to heaven? I guess he may have a stomach upset, and it is convenient to go somewhere after sending the signal, I will shout and try it. After Xiaopang finished speaking, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Old-Su, old-Su." ”

We also shouted loudly with Chubby, but after screaming for a long time, our voices were hoarse, and no one responded, and there was still silence around.

"Don't shout" Lao Zhang said: "We came from four directions just now, and we didn't see Mr. Su, he shouldn't be nearby, and even if Mr. Su has a stomach, it is impossible to ride a camel to a far away place, I don't think things are so simple." ”

Just as Lao Zhang was talking, I noticed that my "Snow Peak" camel kept picking the sand below with its camel paws, and from time to time arched its mouth to the ground.

"Snow Peak" is the best of the camels, in the Xinjiang area is regarded as a sacred camel, it is said that it has many magical abilities in the desert, including helping the owner lead the way and find water, etc., some people say that it has the ability to predict danger. Seeing Xue Feng's performance, I faintly felt a kind of uneasiness in my heart, and a terrible thought arose.

"Will Mr. Su be buried in the sand?" I asked coldly.

Everyone was taken aback when I asked.

"Impossible, it's a sunny day, and there is no sandstorm, how can Lao Su be buried in the sand? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Chubby's head shook like a rattle.

"But, look, Xue Feng's performance must be something buried under the sand, and I hope it's not what I guessed, but Mr. Su disappeared inexplicably. There is nothing else in this place except sand, and the only possibility is that Mr. Su was buried under the sand. ”

"Dongzi, although what you said has some truth, but with Lao Su's experience, even if there is a sandstorm, he will not be buried, how can he be buried in the sand for no reason. And there is such a big camel, even if it takes a while to bury it, but it was not a few minutes from the time we saw the flare to the time we rushed back, I agree with Chubby, impossible, impossible. Zhang Meng also didn't believe that Su Ziwu would be buried in the sand.

"It's not entirely impossible that Mr. Su was buried in the sand. Lao Zhang interjected: "Unless ......"

"Unless what?" asked Chubby and Zhang Meng in unison.

"Unless the sand is quicksand. Lao Zhang explained.

Little Fatty's head shook even more: "Quicksand? Lao Zhang, is it good to have a little scientific knowledge, quicksand, like swamps, is it a tropical thing." Geologically, they can only be found in places with abundant water, where there is sand on the surface, but below the surface is an underground river or an underground lake, so that quicksand can be formed. In this desert, how can there be quicksand? ”

"Anyway, I'll see let's dig down. If it's not like what Boss Guo said, it's not better. Lao Zhang said.

I also agree with what Lao Zhang said. Xiaopang and Zhang Meng no longer raised the bar, and everyone took out the sapper shovel. Begin to dig up where the Snow Peak camel was just standing.

I had just dug a few times, and sure enough, I saw something under the sand, and my heart trembled.

Under the sand is a green hat with a blue pattern, and this hat is the Uyghur hat worn by the old man Su Ziwu!

Everyone looked at each other, and Xiaopang said, "." Could it be that this old man is really buried in the sand, how did he do it, everyone hurry up and dig it, the time is not long, maybe there is still salvation. ”

Everyone listened to Chubby's words and tried their best to dig up the sand. First of all. Su Ziwu's head was exposed, and he saw that his face was pale, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, and the muscles on his face were already stiff, like a plaster statue. Digging down further, Su Ziwu's body was gradually revealed, and he was like a nail, stuck straight in the sand.

Digging down more than a meter deep, the camel's hump was exposed, and it seemed that Su Ziwu was riding on the camel and was buried in the sand along with the camel.

It took a lot of effort to get Su Ziwu out of the sand. I saw that he was still holding a letter cannon tightly in his hand, apparently buried in the sand just after giving the signal, did he send the signal to inform us that he was in danger? What happened to him?

After digging Su Ziwu out, Lao Zhang touched his veins, probed his nose, and listened to it on his chest, then shook his head and said, "It's hopeless." ”

Indeed, at this time, the old man Su Ziwu was already stiff, and it seemed that he had already lost his breath.

Everyone was sad and didn't speak for a long time.

After Uncle Hai suffered misfortune, now the old man Su Ziwu has something wrong again, his life is at stake, although we have not known Su Ziwu for a long time, but he has helped us a lot, he was an outsider, but he lost his life because of being our guide, I always feel a little sorry for him.

Xiaopang comforted everyone and said: "Don't be sad, since the matter has come out, it's useless to be sad, Su Ziwu, this old man is really good, although he is always worried and doesn't talk much, but he has helped us a lot, what we can do now is to let the old man go into the ground, fortunately, it is dry all year round in this desert, and the corpse will not rot, I think the old man will be buried first, and if there is a chance in the future, I will come back to get the old man's body back and buy a coffin for him to decorate it well." ”

Everyone listened to what Xiaopang said reasonably, and now it can only be like this, so they will expand the pit dug in place, put Su Ziwu's body in the pit, and prepare to bury it.

Just as we were about to bury Su Ziwu's body, I suddenly remembered something.

We met Su Ziwu for the first time in the shop of Nateng Remu, and after Chubby saw through his relationship with Su Ziwen, the corpse keeper outside the Saiwai, the old man Su Ziwu agreed to be our guide, according to him, it was a passing Taoist priest who told him that he had helped eliminate the corpse locusts that had plagued the village for decades, and those people were none other than us.

I don't know how that Taoist priest knew our purpose and whereabouts, and I don't know where he got my photo, in fact, I can't even be sure if the person in the photo is me, because many previous experiences have proved that there are other "Guo Xiangdong" in this world who look, habits, and have the same birthday.

The old man Su Ziwu said that the reason why he agreed to the Taoist priest's request to be our guide was because decades ago his brother Su Ziwen was rescued by a masked man in the deep mountains when he fled, this masked man was called a shaman by the locals, and he gave Su Ziwen the art of raising corpses, the strange thing is that shaman is the name of the Tibetan high priest, and the art of raising corpses is a secret technique in Xiangxi, and what makes me even more suspicious is that this masked man is the same as a deified person in the tomb robbery industry, and also has a strange length and thickness of the index finger.

The man wearing the mask told Su Ziwen a shocking secret, and Su Ziwen later told this secret to his younger brother Su Ziwu, if Su Ziwu did not do what the Taoist priest said, the terrible prophecy in this secret would come true, Su Ziwu could not tell us this secret, he could only follow what the Taoist priest said, be our guide, and take us to find the ancient city of the sun according to the route pointed out by the Loulan handscroll. Perhaps, as Su Ziwu said, all this is providence.

Su Ziwu has been preoccupied since he agreed to be our guide, and I found that he always touched his chest from time to time, especially when Uncle Hai became a zombie and was buried under the sandstone, as if he was carrying something in his arms that disturbed him.

I've always been curious about what Su Ziwu was carrying in his arms, but I couldn't ask him directly.

I think that from the time we got the Loulan handscroll in Jinsong's school, to the encounter with the corpse locusts raised by the corpse keepers outside the Saiwai in the courtyard of the Teng Remu house, and then to the encounter with Su Ziwu, these things must not be isolated, they must be part of the whole incident like the strange people and things I met before, and this incident may have started since I was a child, since my cousin mysteriously disappeared, and maybe even more distant and unpredictable than the time and truth that I can understand and guess. This incident has already claimed the lives of many innocent people -- the explosion of the 771 factory, the tragic and tragic mysterious archaeological team, and the innocent deaths of Da Mao, Tang Ying, and Uncle Hai......

Now that Su Ziwu has also suffered a tragic death, I can't let him die in vain, I must know what he is carrying in his arms, maybe from that, it can be helpful to understand the whole incident.

I put my hand into Su Ziwu's arms, and I could feel the coldness and stiffness of Su Ziwu's body, which made me feel frightened and suffocated. I fumbled for a while, and found something in the pocket on the right side of Su Ziwu's shirt.

It wasn't anything very special, just a neat stack of yellow silk paper.

Yellow silk paper is also called rune paper, and the texture is similar to the white silk paper used to paste windows, but the difference is that it is yellow in color, and it is not used by ordinary people, it is often used by Taoist priests to draw talismans.

Su Ziwu said that he had met a Taoist priest before, so it was not strange that he was carrying a piece of yellow silk paper in his arms, perhaps it was given to him by that Taoist priest. But what is strange is that it is just such a piece of paper, why does Su Ziwu attach so much importance to it, I can even feel his hesitation, uneasiness, and even panic from Su Ziwu's touch of this yellow silk paper in his arms from time to time.

Su Ziwu seemed to have wanted to take it out many times, but in the end he still didn't take it out, what was the important thing on it? Could it be that there was a spell drawn on it?

I slowly unfolded the yellow silk paper, which was much larger than the yellow silk paper used for ordinary drawings, folded in six folds, and when I fully unfolded it, I was stunned by what was drawn on it, and my head "buzzed".

Xiaopang, Zhang Meng, and Lao Zhang were very curious when they saw me take out this thing from Su Ziwu's arms, and came to me to watch it together.

I can feel that people are just as shocked as I am when they see what is drawn on the yellow silk paper.

I saw that there were no charms on the yellow silk paper, but some red drawings with a brush, and I knew that those red pictures were painted with cinnabar, because it had the unique color of cinnabar—a color redder than blood. (To be continued.) )