Chapter 7: We Found Water in Lop Nur!

After approaching the slope, I stopped the car and came down to look around, the slope was bare, and I didn't see any wooden signs, let alone sweat and blood.

The slopes are made of sand, and they are blown hard ripples by the strong winds day after day, and they look beautiful. It was so long that there was no end in sight, and I couldn't be sure where my father, and Linghushan's father, were buried.

I said to Monsoon and Pulp, "This place, Mourning Slope, has had a very strange murder incident, you stay in the car, be more careful." I'll go up to Linghu Mountain to have a look. ”

Pulp said, "Let's stay in the car? Then I might as well follow you safely! ”

I said, "No." ”

Pulp said, "Why? What if you're gone and someone comes and kills us? ”

I said, "There's no one in this place at all." ”

"Since there is no one, then what is wrong with us following you?" ”

I said, "You don't know this place, it's scary because whoever comes, as long as they get here, they tend to ......."

Pulp was a little anxious: "What do you want!" ”

I said, "Kill each other!" ”

Juice stopped talking for a moment.

I really don't want to tell the truth. Regardless of sociality, we are all human beings, and in such a desolate environment, we should rely on each other and help each other. We are a man and a woman, and we should even love each other......

However, my father's notepad tells me that we are likely to be controlled by some kind of evil curse here, you kill me, I kill you......

Then, I said, "So, you two stay in the car, and I will go up with Linghu Mountain." ”

Pulp suddenly said, "If you two ......"

I looked at Linghu Mountain: "If we really fall into evil for a while, then it depends on the creation of two people." ”

Juice said to me, "Why don't you go up alone." ”

Monsoon looked at her.

She must have thought of something else—if this place was really that weird, and the two girls were alone with a man, it would be more dangerous.

I said, "Linghu Mountain, let's go." ”

Pulp looked at the monsoon and said, "But ......."

I said, "But what?" ”

"Why don't you tie me and Monsoon......"

I didn't think it was funny, and I said, "Monsoon, you drive and juice a little farther away." ”

Monsoon nodded and said to Juice, "Let's go." ”

In this way, Monsoon drove back into the distance with the pulp.

Linghu Mountain and I began to climb.

The slope is very smooth and difficult to climb. We picked a slightly gentler lot and started walking up.

Linghu Mountain has always been behind me. I climbed a few steps and looked back at him, and every time I looked at him, he looked up at me alertly.

I have that ***** in my pocket. I'm a little uneasy about it, I don't know how many years it's been buried in the sand, how safe it is, I'm always worried that it will go off fire and the warhead will shoot out on its own. At night, I always put my gun at the outside of the tent. Now, the sun is so hot......

If I noticed that Ling Hushan was acting abnormally, I would not hesitate to pull out my gun and shoot him.

Although he was also innocent, I had to protect myself in exceptional circumstances.

I guess he thinks so too.

Look, we already have a psychological basis for killing each other. Now, it's just a ***, as long as anyone makes an abnormal action first......

I heard him seem to lunge towards me, and I jerked my head to see that he had almost slipped and had taken a few steps forward, finally keeping his balance.

I stopped, waited for him to climb next to me, and then climbed parallel to him. It's a lot safer that way.

We climbed for half an hour in an atmosphere of mutual vigilance, and finally climbed to the top of the slope.

The wind suddenly became stronger.

I looked forward, and the blood seemed to stop flowing.

In front of it was a flat desert, and there were many, many flowers carved from sand, as if this desert was a pastoral field, and someone carefully cultivated these flowers......

I bent down and lightly touched one of them, and after a "brush" it turned into loose sand and returned to the desert. Or rather, as soon as I touch it, it disappears instantly.

I looked beyond the sand flowers, and was stunned again—

This is Lop Nur, the land of death, and I actually saw a blue water in the distance, and there seemed to be all kinds of green plants growing at the water's edge!

Green! The color of life and the gray place of death are so incongruous, especially dazzling.

The annual precipitation here is less than 10mm, and in most places, the water does not drop all year round, but the evaporation is as high as more than 3000mm. This is the driest corner of the Asian continent, known as the world's "dry pole", grass insects are extinct, white bones everywhere, the leather shoes taken off by the scientific expedition team members at night can not be worn in the morning, and a little moisture in the leather shoes is also sucked away by the extremely dry air......

Scorching heat, drought, windblown sand, salt crusts – how can there be greenery here!

I stayed for a long time, slowly raised my head, and looked at the sky.

The sky in Lop Nur is so blue, it's like the sky of another world.

Suddenly, I thought of a saying-

Lop Nur was once the second largest saltwater lake in China, and in the early Pleistocene of the Quaternary period, it had a total area of more than 200,000 square kilometers. By the time the Central Plains entered the Neolithic period, there were already ancient inhabitants along the banks of Lop Nur, and their livelihoods depended on fishing, hunting or nomadism. However, it gradually disappeared within a few hundred years, and it is called the Disappearing Fairy Lake.

Since Lop Nur has become a place of death, scientific researchers, explorers, and tomb robbers have very few people who have entered Lop Nur, and their impression of Lop Nur is that of a blind man touching an elephant. Who can be sure that somewhere in Lop Nur, there is not a single lake left?

Also, will sudden rainstorms form temporary lakes?

I took a big stride towards the water.

Linghushan suddenly shouted to me: "Stop! ”

I looked back at him.

He said, "Don't go ......"

I said, "Why?" ”

"That's fake," he said. ”

I said, "How could it be fake!" ”

He said, "That's a mirage!" ”

I didn't dare to leave at once.

As I said, I'm most afraid of a mirage in the desert.

I remembered the same dream I had with my teammates – sand all around, a body of water in the middle, and a woman with golden flowers waving and smiling at me......

I looked at the water again, and the sun was shining warmly in the sky, and the water shimmered with a dazzling light, and by looking at the angle, it was the light of the sun in the sky. If it is a mirage, it is not necessarily a scene of which era or place, it is recorded by nature and moved to the desert to be played, and it is impossible to match the light of reality.

I said, "I believe he's real." Then I continued walking towards it.

If it really is a piece of water, the source of our life, I will not give it up easily.

Ling Hushan jumped in front of me and said loudly: "Boss Zhou, wake up!" ”

He was so close to me that I was in my way, and I suddenly thought of the curse of Fearless Slope - killing each other.

I forced myself to calm down and said to him, "Why don't you let me go and see?" ”

He looked anxious: "Do you know Pengamu? ”

I said, "What do you mean?" ”

"Before Pengamu disappeared, he was looking for water......

This sentence struck me like thunder.

A brief review of the Pengamu incident -

Peng Jiamu (1925-1980) was a native of Panyu, Guangdong. In 1979, he served as vice president of the Xinjiang Academy of Sciences.

On June 5, 1980, Pengamu led an expedition through Lop Nur from north to south. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon of June 16, the expedition team arrived 8 kilometers west of Kumu Kuduk. By this time, the car had run out of gas and water, but they still had 400 kilometers to go. After discussion, they decided to find water on the spot. Didn't find it that afternoon. In the evening, they decided to send a telegram to the local garrison for help.

At 9 a.m. on June 17, 1980, the troops called back to agree to aid and asked for camp coordinates. At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, when the driver went to the car to pick up his clothes, he found a note in an atlas, which was left by Pengamu, which read: "I went east to find a well." Peng. June 17 at 10:30. ”

Judging from the handwriting, when the date was determined, Pengamu first wrote 16, seemed to hesitate, and finally changed it to 17. Why is this happening? This is a bottomless mystery that has not been solved for 30 years.

Since then, Pengamu has never returned.

For many years, the state has not given up the search for Pengamu. Pengamu was wearing a size 42 suede shoes, the footprints on the sand were clearly visible, and he walked from west to east. The search and rescue team found about 5 kilometers and saw traces of him sitting down to rest, as well as the White Rabbit toffee candy wrappers he had eaten. After searching for about 5 kilometers further, the ground turned into a dead saline field, and the footprints disappeared.

Since Pengamu was wearing earth-colored clothes at the time, he could not be seen by the helicopter. Since then, scientific expedition personnel across the country have uniformly worn red hats and clothes, which is to learn this lesson.

Later, the state erected a permanent sign made of cement in advance at the place where Pengamu was killed, 1.05 meters high and 0.7 meters wide, which read: "On June 17, 1980, Comrade Pengamu was unfortunately killed during a scientific investigation here. ”

On June 2, 2007, a few adventure enthusiasts arrived at the border between the Gobi and Lop Nur of Hami Danan Lake, and when they were photographing the Yadan landform, they stumbled upon a dried corpse, suspected to be the remains of Pengamu.

Pengamu mysteriously evaporated like air in the Lop Nur area, leaving many suspicions for future generations, so 27 years later, will the dried corpse found by several explorers be Pengamu?

Pengamu, with a wide forehead, is 1.72 meters tall. And the height of the dried corpse is exactly about 1.70 meters, with a wide forehead.

According to the recollection of the driver of the expedition team that year, Peng Jiamu was wearing a white shirt and blue trousers. And the dried corpse was wearing a white shirt and blue trousers.

Before he went missing, he was wearing a Shanghai watch, but no one can remember whether the strap was metal or leather. And on that dried corpse, there happened to be a Shanghai brand watch.

However, after expert identification, it was finally determined that the dried corpse was not Pengamu's remains......

Linghushan was stunned when he saw me, and continued: "As an expert in Lop Nur, Peng Jiamu should be very aware of the danger of this place, and he should not go out of the relatively safe range, but after he left the camp, he has been persistently walking forward, I suspect that he has seen this mirage like us, and has been guided by it step by step towards the trap of death......"

I really didn't dare to move anymore.

I said, "Let's go back." Don't unplug the markers along the way, one day we will lead the convoy to this place and see if the water exists. ”

Linghushan said: "Okay. ”

Linghushan and I walked down the slope and saw that the monsoon had already driven the car a few kilometers away. I waved at them.

The car slowly crawled towards us.

After about half an hour, the car drove up to us, and it turned out to be a pulp drive, and the monsoon was gone!