A group of camel caravans rang the bell and rushed to the place where Professor Wang found the remnants of the wood yesterday. There are a lot of remnants of wood that have been collected and used as mats for tents, and they have been covered with fine sand so that desert creatures can really prevent them from getting in.

However, to everyone's surprise and shock, the ventral horn snake was found here. This snake seems to be on the same page as the archaeological team, and it can't be hidden.

Zhao Aiguo and Han Dong were angry, chasing and beating a few belly horn snakes of more than one meter. The two sides chased after each other and gradually moved away from the campsite.

"Han Dong, no, where have we been?"

After a long time, Zhao Aiguo, who was immersed in the pursuit, found that the scene around him was very different from before, so he put away his mind and looked up to observe, and found that something was wrong.

The desert is surrounded by high sand dunes, and in the middle of it is a basin-like open sandy field. The two of them walked in this desert basin, and the scorching heat on their faces had subsided a lot.

A cool desert breeze blew, making the two of them very comfortable. But after staying for a while, I found that the place was too quiet, even in broad daylight, it was so quiet that it made people a little panicked.

In normal desert areas, the desert wind howls from time to time, setting off bursts of dust. Occasionally, a desert lizard or desert rat will be seen scurrying by, showing that the desert has a strong vitality and is not an absolute forbidden area for desert life. It's still hot, but it's not so quiet.

"What the hell is this place? Why is it so creepy. Han Dong looked around vigilantly, and the machete in his hand circled, faintly pointing forward.

"It's really strange which belly horn snakes are gone." Zhao Aiguo looked at the sand surface carefully and was surprised.

It should be noon, but the surrounding sand dunes block the sun's rays, creating a large shadow surface. Walking in these shadows, the hot feeling on the two of them has long since disappeared.

"Margobi's, there are some evil sects here, let's go back and report to Professor Wang, and ask him to come over and see what demon moths are here." After Han Dong walked a dozen more steps, he turned around and was about to return the same way.

"Hey, what do you think that's that?" Zhao Aiguo suddenly grabbed Han Dong's arm, pointed to the shadow in front of him and shouted, his voice was shocked.

"Shout a hammer, what the hell?" Han Dong was quite impatient. But when he followed Zhao Aiguo's fingers and looked over, his body also paused.

There was clearly a face in the shadows, a grimace sneering at them!

The two sank in their hearts and involuntarily leaned together. In this broad daylight, such a strange thing would happen, although they were well-informed, they were still a little frightened.

Thinking of the head of the snake that was cut off last night, could it be that this grimace did it? Is he a human or a ghost? Friend or foe?

"This friend, we are from the archaeological team, I don't know what to call Your Excellency?" Zhao Aiguo straightened his thoughts and hugged his fist at the grimace in the shadows.

"Whimper, whimper!"

I don't know if it was the wind or what, the grimace actually spoke, and a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the nerves of the two immediately tensed.

", it's just the desert wind, let's go, let's go, go back and tell Professor Wang to deal with it." Han Dong only hesitated for a second, and waved his hand.

"Let's go, let's go......"

Just when the two of them were just the sound of the wind, they suddenly heard a Chinese character pronunciation piercing out of the wind, although it was a little vague, but what they heard was really a word, is the grimace really a person?

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

Han Dong stepped forward with a machete and asked in a cold voice. His big eyes widened and he grimaced, and if the other party made any unusual moves, he would immediately fight back. But this time there was no answer, only a whimpering yin wind.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I want to see if you are a human or a ghost?"

Zhao Aiguo, known as Zhao Daring, also took out his machete at this moment, and stepped out to walk towards the grimace more than ten meters away. When Han Dong saw it, how could he fall behind, and with a machete in his right hand, he took a step to follow Zhao Aiguo, and the two walked side by side towards the shadow grimace.

And fifteen, twelve, ten.

Suddenly, another gust of wind blew, and the two of them hurriedly subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes because of the wind and sand stirred up by the wind. In the next second, the two continued to move forward, and finally walked in front of the shadow "Grimace".

"Margobi's turned out to be a skull, which made labor and management nervous, and it was really bad luck to step on a horse. Disturb labor and management, see if you Han Ye doesn't chop your miscellaneous pieces! ”

Han Dong walked closer and found that the so-called grimace was nothing more than a skull, so angry that he raised his machete and slashed down, cutting off a corner of the skull.

"Han Dong, don't cut it anymore, you don't want to think about it, how can there be skulls on the sand dunes of this desert? Isn't that strange? Zhao Aiguo raised his hand to stop Han Dong from swinging the second knife.

"Oh, where did this skull come from? Could it be that there are ancient tombs here? Or was someone murdered? Han Dong woke up from his anger and looked at the skull incomprehensibly.

"Even if it's a skull in the tomb, but what happened to that word just now? I'm sure it's a human word, not a rumor. Is there really a ghost in this world? Zhao Aiguo felt a chill down his spine when he thought about it.

"Margobi, what the hell, there are no ghosts in this world. If there were, the laborers and management would have ...... long ago" Han Dong looked at Zhao Aiguo and yelled, but stopped before he finished speaking.

"What happened to you guys? Han Dong, how do you say half of it? Zhao Aiguo asked puzzled.

"Nothing, I mean we archaeologists don't know how many corpses we've come into contact with, and if there were ghosts, wouldn't we have died long ago? Therefore, we never believe that there are ghosts in this world. Let's go, go back and tell Professor Wang. Han Dong waved his hand and diverted the topic.

At this time, another gust of wind blew, roaring and whimpering:

"Want to go? But can you still walk? ”