My mind was full of questions, but this huge project had been suspended for many years, and the people involved were rotten and there were no bones left, and I could not make any more inferences based on the tools left over from the site.

I walked slowly along the pit, and apart from the mountains of tools, there were only fragments of stones around the pit. After walking around the round pit, I concluded that this round pit was the final end, and there was no other way to go anywhere else.

And what about the legendary Chepan Ancient City? My main purpose here is to find the ancient city of Chepan, this round pit, can only be said to be an accidental discovery.

However, I can roughly judge that this round pit must not be far from the ancient city of Chepan, and without a large city as a backup, this huge project cannot be carried out at all, and it is impossible to solve the problem of food and drinking water required by so many manpower.

I believe in my own judgment, if I can find this round pit, it means that the ancient city of Chepan is nearby.

But in the blink of an eye, another question came to my mind. Outside the vaulted cave just now, whether I was hallucinating or not, I had already gotten some very important clues, especially about the ears, which can be said to be precious. After getting these clues, I went to the ruins of the ancient city of Chepan, what am I going to do? What are you looking for?

The ruins of the ancient city of Chepan must be very large, and many of the buildings in this semi-commercial city are useless to me. Go to that ancient city, and search for a person who came here with a demon worm a long time ago in the countless dilapidated buildings, and the probability of success is estimated to be equal to zero.

I hesitated, but I still had that thought in my heart, since I had come here, whether it made sense or not, as long as the supplies were enough, then I would simply continue to look for it here.

I retreated from the vaulted hole and retreated back into a space littered with stones. This time, the space was completely calm, everything was normal, I couldn't see the illusory shadows, and I couldn't hear the ethereal sounds.

The light of the flashlight swept over the faded mural on the opposite stone wall, which was too old to be seen by anyone. But before and after thinking about it, I suddenly felt that these murals should be painted by the dried corpse sitting in the corner.

This huge project was halted forever due to the decline of Zhangxiong, and all the people in charge of the construction were gone, leaving only the dried corpses to remain here. I suspect that the corpses haven't left here since the work stopped. For him, the hope that he had placed in his life was completely shattered, and there was no point in living. Perhaps it was before he slowly died in this space that he left a wall full of murals.

It may be a valuable fresco, but I had already observed it when I came in, and the mural was so badly damaged that it was unrecognizable. But I was still a little unwilling, so I took the flashlight and looked at it carefully.

I couldn't really see anything from the damaged murals, but I found a lot of small holes that were a little thicker than my thumb. There are about 20 small caves, scattered on this stone wall. From the outside, these holes were not dug by hand, and I observed them for a long time, and felt that there was no movement, so I shone a flashlight into them, and then leaned over to look.

At a glance, my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys seemed to shrink into a ball in an instant.

The hole wasn't too deep, and I could see a brown mass of hair inside. This brown thing reminds me of demon bugs.

I've suffered from demon bugs, and the wounds left by demon bugs can have serious consequences. Therefore, this hair-like bug has a deep psychological shadow on me. As soon as I saw the demon worm in the hole, I quickly retreated several steps backwards. There were stones under my feet, and I was not paying attention in my hurry, and I almost tripped over it.

After I had withdrawn far away, there was still no response in the hole in the stone wall. My mood gradually stabilized, and I probably understood in my heart that this confined space had not been opened for a long, long time, and these demon insects should have died a long time ago.

At this time, I suddenly thought of the stone slab salvaged from the underground water pool of Danmeng, and the painting on the stone slab clearly depicted a person who left Danmeng with the demon worm.

It can be said that it was on this clue that I slowly learned about Chepan Ancient City, and then organized this operation.

Even though no one explained it to me, I could imagine that the person who brought the demon worm to the car from Danmeng was probably the dried corpse in the corner. Although it is not the end of the world, the distance between Danmeng and the car plate is far enough, especially in the harsh natural environment, this distance is enough to discourage people in ancient times.

But the dry corpse still worked tirelessly, and traveled thousands of miles to bring the fierce demon worm to the car plate, why is this? I don't believe that the dry corpse with the demon worm is a pet, he has a 100% other purpose, or rather, the demon worm has some other purpose. It's just that too much time has passed, and all the side clues are completely cut off, and I can't know the true intention of the dry corpse.

However, I guess that the dry corpse must be a very important figure. Even though he has been dead for so many years, his thoughts should not have dissipated.

He's amazing, and I suspect that the sand wolves who came here by moonlight should be worshiped by dried corpses. Not only that, but the person who taught me to recognize the Zhang-zhung sacrifice also made a great bow to the dried corpse.

I'm a little emotional, and I'm a little indescribably desolate, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't beat time after all. In the long river of time, everyone will be like a grain of sand, being swept farther and farther.

After standing in front of the stone wall for a long time, I shook my head in anticipation, left the space, and followed the same path until I came down before.

I cleaned the sand from the clay pipe and slowly climbed up. The inner wall of the clay pipe is quite rough, and as long as the sand is cleaned, it does not take much effort to climb up. I cleaned it up slowly, climbed it slowly, and finally climbed out smoothly.

Everything outside was also calm, and the camels honestly stayed where they were. I looked back at the entrance of the pottery pipe, and if the entrance had remained here like this, then if someone had accidentally walked here, the entrance and even the space below would be exposed.

I really wanted to block the entrance to the clay pipe, but the amount of work was too large, and it took me a long time to do it alone. This side of the old road of the Huyang River is a barren land, and no one should run here, and sooner or later, the continuous wind and sand will bury all the traces.

I rested for a while, and left here with the camels, I firmly believed that the ancient city of Chepan was nearby, but I couldn't deduce where it was and how far away, so I could only look for it slowly with patience.

I wanted to find a place with vegetation so that I could rehydrate the camels a little bit according to the method that Xiao Mao had taught me at the time. But after walking for about an hour, there was still a vast amount of dust and sand everywhere I looked.

At this time, the wind was blowing in the desert, the wind was not heavy, but it still rolled up countless grains of sand, I put on my goggles and continued to move forward. After walking slowly for about an hour, I was suddenly stunned.

Twenty meters ahead, I saw the entrance to the clay pipe. In the first two seconds, I didn't react, but after two seconds, I came back to my senses, and the entrance to the pottery pipe I see now probably remains the same, but I see it again, which means that in the past two hours, I have invisibly circled around a small circle, and returned to the starting point just now.

I'm a little confused and can't figure out what the hell is going on. When I move forward, I will constantly observe the compass, Xiao Mao told me that getting lost in the desert is the most fatal danger, once lost, it is equivalent to getting lost in a boundless sea, and the chance of getting out alive is almost zero.

I always followed the direction indicated by the compass, and even if the route was slightly off, it was absolutely impossible to go around in circles.

At this moment, I remembered that I used to do business at Qikong Bridge, and when the business was cold, I chatted with other people, and heard some folklore such as ghosts hitting walls.

However, the place where I walk now is not a wood, not a mountain, not a place with dense buildings, but an endless desert on the left and right. The line of sight can be projected far away, and it is absolutely impossible to be affected by something because of geography.

I could only consider myself unlucky and continue with the camel. This time, I paid special attention to the fact that I just held the compass and kept walking in the direction indicated by the compass.

As I walked, I observed, but in this kind of place, where there are no terrain differences and landmarks, the scene in all directions is almost exactly the same, and it is difficult to distinguish clearly.

After walking slowly for more than two hours, I felt that I must have followed the direction indicated by the compass, and it was absolutely impossible to make a mistake, so my heart was relaxed.

However, at the same time that my heart was lowered, my eyes were on the other side of the flying sand, and I saw the entrance to the clay pipe, which was still exposed.

This time, my leg couldn't help but start cramping, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.

For more than two hours, I was preoccupied and deliberately vigilant, but I still went around in a circle, and walked back from the starting point to the starting point.

My eyes narrowed, I didn't believe in the hell hitting the wall, but I wondered if there was something going on around here.

I looked around and didn't find anything. However, I could see the trail of footprints I had left behind me. The wind was not too strong, and the footprints were not buried immediately.

I gritted my teeth and started walking forward again, I hope what I met was just an accident, but if it wasn't accidental, then I had to find out why I was going around in circles.

Two circles don't mean anything, but if I keep going around like this, I'll die in this place.