The passage under the crystal coffin was pitch black and deep, with a chill that drilled into the cracks of human bones.

My whole mind was muddy, I didn't even know what I was thinking, I seemed to have thousands of chaotic thoughts, and my mind seemed to be blank......

Cao Yuan...... Just confessed yourself right under my nose?

To this day, I still feel a little dreamy, and all the things I had with her flashed through my mind like a slideshow.

I can't forget the night I watched the moon above the desert with her, it has nothing to do with the love between men and women, but just an invisible spiritual communication between friends when the night is quiet.

I like the feeling when I get along with her, now this society is too impetuous, the so-called friends, but everyone goes out to eat, drink, go shopping and watch a movie together, and then they become friends, and these two words suddenly become not so valuable. But getting along with Cao Yuan is different, she is very quiet, I am not a person who talks a lot, our communication has nothing to do with Fengyue, only talking about the darkness and scars hidden in the bottom of my heart, maybe the so-called confidant is between me and her, this quiet and thick relationship, I cherish it very much.

It's just that now it's lost after all.

Don't...... In this doggy world, are good people really not going to survive?

There is Zhang Bowen in the front, and Cao Yuan in the back......

How much more do I have to lose on this road? I tried my best to grasp everything, but in the end I couldn't leave anything, everything was like sand, the harder I clutched, the faster they drained, the harder I tried, the more my heart hurt.

I closed my eyes a little tired, a strong sense of weightlessness hit my nerves when I fell, this exit does not know how deep it is, it seems to be carved out vertically all the way to the ground, it took two or three minutes of effort, my whole person "poof" fell into the water, this channel seems to be connected to the underground water vein, but I fell from a height, plus the whole person is muddy, did not make any self-protection action at all, so before entering the water, the whole person is completely horizontally slapped on the water surface, The impact of the moment almost didn't kill me, and in an instant I opened my mouth and black blood came out, and then the whole person was wrapped in cold groundwater, between the mouth and nose, and in the lungs, I didn't choke on the water, I couldn't even if I wanted to struggle, and this underground water vein didn't know which water vein in the Taklamakan Desert, the water flow was very fast, and the momentum was also very strong, as soon as I fell into the water, I was wrapped and rushed forward, and the whole person gradually lost consciousness......

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When I woke up again, I found myself lying on a bed that was not very soft, and the bedding was not particularly good, but it was very clean, and I could smell the refreshing smell of laundry detergent, which was much more reassuring than the laundry detergent that added too many spices and was much more expensive.

The body still has not recovered, and the whole body is in pain.

When I opened my eyes and looked around, I saw that the place I was in was a wooden house, a very simple kind, somewhat similar to the kind of hut that a lumberjack had built in the deep mountains and old forests.

Here, where?

I remember falling into the river and being completely unconscious, and I don't remember what happened next.

Squeak......

Just as I was pondering, the door of the wooden house was suddenly pushed open, and a man in a torn leather jacket walked in, about forty years old, with a very strong Muslim facial features, deep eye sockets, and a high nose bridge.

"Thank you Huda, you're finally awake!"

When the middle-aged man saw me, there was obviously a hint of surprise on his face, and he said with a smile: "You have been sleeping for three days and three nights, and the patriarch has said several times that you are no longer good, but I didn't expect you to persevere." ”

"You ......"

I was a little stunned, we went deep into the desert Gobi, and walked through the three ancient countries of the Western Regions, but I didn't expect to meet living people? So I asked about the man's identity.

The middle-aged man seemed to be very talkative, and as soon as he sat down beside me, he told me what had happened during the time I had been unconscious.

There was a particularly strong smell of tea on his body, and as soon as I smelled this smell, I had a guess about his identity, and my guard against him was lowered - I think he should be a serious person, judging by his facial features, he is not like the kind of wicked person who can do things to make money and kill people.

According to the middle-aged man's slow recount, I finally knew what had happened after I fell unconscious.

The middle-aged man's name was Rafael, taken from the Qur'an, which roughly means talented, respected, a Muslim, and a true Muslim, working as a footman in the area.

To be precise, he is actually a member of a Muslim tribe.

There are many Hui tribes in ancient times, and they have continued until the seventies and eighties of the last century, with the wave of reform and opening up to withdraw from the historical trend little by little, and today it is basically extinct, even if there is, it is very rare, they live a nomadic life, a camel team, camel bells ring all over the north and south of the river, basically haunt those inaccessible places all the year round, and sell the goods produced in rich places to those primitive tribes in the high mountains and snow fields, Then bring the specialties of those primitive tribes to the big city to earn a high price difference in the middle, but this money is not earned by ordinary people, and few people in this society have to earn money and spend money, after all, although the people in this society are more grassy, but the living environment is incomparable to the past, and it is a person who has the strength to work so that he will not have a bite to eat, and he will not be guilty of playing for that money.

It must be known that the road taken by this tribe is either a desert or a snowfield, the car can't go, the plane can't fall, the railway can't be repaired, and it can only be pulled by large animals.

Rafael's tribe is such a tribe, but they do tea trading, they take the ancient tea horse road in the summer, transport the tea from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Yunnan and Yunnan to Tibet, pass through the roof of the world at an altitude of nearly 4,000 meters, and then sell the tea from the south to Tibet, of course, they sell not Lhasa, after the Sichuan-Tibet line is opened, these places in Lhasa have actually developed slowly, and the goods from the mainland can be easily delivered there, and there is nothing to do with them these tribes, they mainly walked in the no-man's land of Motuo and Ali. When the summer passes, when it comes to winter, the climate on the plateau is cold, and the difficulty of running business increases dramatically, so they will turn around into the desert, because at this time the black storm in the desert has disappeared, even if it appears, it is also occasional, not strong, and as long as the camel team is closely attached to each other, it will generally not be buried alive, so the desert in this period has become a place for them to walk and run business, and they will send tea into the desert. After all, there are still many oases in the Taklamakan Desert and Lop Nur, and there are people in these oases, and trade can be carried out where there are people.

Why send tea?

Because the vitamin value of tea is high, and the consumption rate is not as fast as vegetables, in the alpine region or drought and water-deficient areas, vitamin supplementation has always been the biggest problem, tea is a necessity, so the foot merchants like to do this business, as long as you can send it, you are not afraid of no way to sell.

And I, Raphael's detachment, picked up on the shallows when they crossed the Tarim River, and not only me, but my friends were also picked up by them.

Come to think of it, the underground river under the crystal coffin should eventually flow into the Tarim River, so I was washed all the way to the shallows of the Tarim River.

Our luck was not terrible, at least Raphael had a good heart, and when they saw us, they did not let us go, but brought us here, a small oasis in the desert, where Raphael and his family had established a foothold when they were running business.

According to Raphael, several of my friends were not seriously injured and woke up soon, only I was in a coma for three days and three nights, and I had a high fever, about 40 degrees Celsius, and the fever never went away, their medical treatment was very limited, the antipyretic medicine was useless at all, many people thought I couldn't survive, but in the end I actually did, which surprised Rafael very much, and said that I was the lucky one who was valued by Hu Da, and it was his old man who was protecting me.

That's what happened to me during my coma, and after listening to Raphael, I thought of a very important question - we were almost all in a coma after we were thrown into the underground river by the immortal corpses, and in that state we couldn't take care of each other at all, and would we get separated under the rush of the torrent?

I don't know how many Rafael saved, but don't let anyone get separated, otherwise in this deserted Gobi, if you miss their footing tribe, you may not be able to meet the next one.

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