After agreeing, Hou Zhenming followed Wang Fatzi Hu Bayi and the two to the gathering place.

Several people saw that Hu Bayi and Wang Fat Man came back and just wanted to speak, and then saw Hou Zhenming.

Professor Chen said: "Comrade Xiaohu, who is this?" ”

"Professor Chen, this is Hou Zhenming, Lao Hou is my friend, he has experience in desert exploration, this time we are going to find the exquisite ancient city, so I found him."

"Mr. Hu, this is not good, we only talked about it at the beginning, and I won't pay more money to add people to the team!" Shirley Yang frowned.

"Lao Hu, this is the generous American you are talking about? Dafang didn't see it, don't worry, Qian Laozi has it, no need for you. Without waiting for Hu Bayi to speak, Hou Zhenming said.

I've long been tired of seeing this chick, she looks good, but her motives are not pure.

"You." Shirley Yang's face flushed with anger.

"Comrade Hu, our archaeological team is already full, so let's not increase the number of people!" Hao Aiguo said.

"You misunderstood, I just accompanied my friend on a trip to the desert, and it has nothing to do with you. You go yours, I'll go mine. It doesn't matter anything other than the same route. "Hou Zhenming doesn't want to go on the road with so much trouble. Originally, I wanted to help them when they were in trouble, but now, it's a good thing not to fall into the well.

"You." Hao Aiguo was very angry, knowing that Hou Zhenming was a strong word, but after all, he was an intellectual, and he was speechless at that time.

In the end, I went my own way, except for the same route, nothing else was related.

With all the supplies ready, the crowd set out for the desert.

When Hou Zhenming drove in front of everyone, several people were startled, especially Shirley Yang, she is from the United States, but even the United States has never seen such an off-road vehicle.

She also knew that Hou Zhenming was not an ordinary person, but how could Hou Zhenming get this kind of off-road vehicle that had never appeared in the United States, Shirley Yang didn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time.

Shirley Yang struggled for a long time, and the fat man happily got into the off-road vehicle.

"Don't say it, Lao Hou, this car is good. When I have the money, I'll get one too! ”

"It's good if you're happy."

An Liman told everyone that the current season is the most dangerous time in the desert, from Bosten Lake to the ruins of West Night City, this previous section of the road, there are deserts and Gobi Desert, fortunately there are ancient channels of the Peacock River connected, it is not difficult to identify, but if you want to go deeper, whether you can find the Zidu Dark River, it depends on Hu Da's will.

The first leg of the route starts from Bosten Lake to the southwest and follows the Peacock River west until you find the ancient river channel to the south, Bosten can be translated as standing, the origin of the name because there are three mountains in the middle of the lake. In ancient times, this lake was also called the sea of fish, it is the largest inland freshwater lake in China, the Peacock River originates from here, flows to the depths of the Taklamakan River, when passing by the lake, looking at the vast and far-reaching blue lake makes people dizzy, inadvertently, there is an illusion that it seems to have reached the end of heaven and earth.

In the first two days after leaving, the professor's three students were very interested, they were all young, it was the first time in their lives that they had entered the desert, and they thought it was both fresh and fun.

The initial part of the journey, according to the words of the old man Anliman, is not a desert at all, this section of the ancient channel of the Peacock River, was the existence of the river before the diversion of the river, some sections of the riverbed is not completely dry, the surrounding sand is also very shallow, there are scattered small lakes and seas everywhere, there are occasionally a small group of red-headed gulls and red-billed pochard swimming on the water surface, along the bend of the Peacock River, there is a small piece of oasis, growing sand dates, poplars and some shrubs.

After this bend of the river, it is really into the desert, the Peacock River is diverted to the southeast, to that side is Loulan, Lop Nur, Tanya, we are marching southwest, into the "black desert", the old man Anliman said that the black desert is produced by Huda (Allah, Allah) to punish greedy infidels, the desert buried countless cities and treasures, but no one can bring them out of the black desert, even if you only take a gold coin, you will lose your path in the black desert, buried in the wind and sand, Don't think about it again.

This is a large mobile desert, the wind blows the sand dunes, the landform is the same day by day, there is no feature, the ancient river channel has long disappeared, thanks to Anliman, those are buried in the yellow sand for most of the part, only half of the roof of the ancient castle, houses, towers, by the wind into an inclination, and the ground is at an angle of 30 degrees, a few small Suosuo (plant name) in the desert, can not escape the eyes of the old man of Anliman, these things are connected, it is strung into a line, it tells us that the ancient channel of the Peacock River once passed here, At the end of this disappearing ancient river channel is the exquisite ancient city that was abandoned by Hu Da in legend.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would believe that there are trees in the desert, each tree is towards a vigorous flying dragon, all the branches are crooked to the east, as if this dragon is running in the desert, in such a harsh environment, after thousands of years, it has long since died, and the trunk of the tree has been blown by the wind and sand to the ground, but it still has not fallen.

The first rays of the morning sun rose from the eastern horizon, reflecting the clouds on the horizon, and the sand dunes in the desert were shrouded in a layer of glow, and the dry poplars and rippled yellow sand were reflected in golden red, thick colors, forming a magnificent picture between heaven and earth.

In order to avoid the scorching sun at noon, everyone hurried all night, and when they were tired, they could not help but be refreshed when they saw this scene, and Shirley Yang exclaimed: "The desert is so beautiful, God, you see that poplar tree, it is simply a golden dragon in the desert." "I took out my camera and pressed the shutter to capture the beautiful view.

When everyone was drunk by the beautiful scenery, Hou Zhenming found that An Liman was staring at the morning sun in the east, and there was a faint trace of uneasiness on his face, Hu Bayi also found out, and walked over to ask him: "Old man, what's wrong?" Is it about to change? Because in the mainland, he has also heard that the morning glow does not go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles, and the fiery red clouds in the morning are not a good light.

"The Great Sandstorm is coming! Let's go. ”