Kashgar, which has gone through war, has long been in ruins. Ma Fuxing, the self-respecting governor of Kashgar, was stationed in Seoul, and the Gaotai dwellings in the city were like a chaotic castle.

The crescent moon hangs high, passing by the small square in front of the Atika Mosque. The little prince quietly took care of Li Longsheng and Professor Wang, and did not leak the news that Ouyang Anna had married Qi Yuanshan, he was afraid that Qin Beiyang would go crazy and even beat him up.

Everyone stayed in the largest inn in Kashgar. The guests came from Shaanxi and Gansu, and even businessmen from Central Asia, Afghanistan and Kashmir, and even a large number of White Russian ronins.

Qin Beiyang asked someone to nail a horseshoe to the sweaty horse. Wolfna was by his side, as long as she left Qin Beiyang, she had no sense of security. Jiuse didn't follow him, perhaps because he was jealous that his master had a new favorite.

Many White Russians lined up to change their horseshoe, and it is estimated that they will have to travel far tomorrow. The master's skill in nailing the horseshoe is good, and it does not hurt the "ghost" at all. Wolfna also loved the jet-black sweaty horse, with her arms around her neck and mane.

Suddenly, under the torch of the inn's stable, the face of a bearded Russian man appeared, and he deliberately pressed the brim of his hat down, but he was still recognized by Qin Beiyang.

"Colonel Ivanov?"

This robber who killed a thousand knives is still alive? Wolfna screamed, I don't know out of fear? Or do you remember the old love of the old pillow?

Just as Qin Beiyang was about to draw the Tang knife, Ivanov quickly took out his pistol and put it on the temple of the White Russian woman.

The speed at which a bullet shoots out of the chamber of the gun is always faster than a Tang knife slashing at the head and neck.

"Qin, it turns out that you are still alive, where is the gold?"

"Gold belongs to the dungeon, no living person can enter it, give up that idea." Qin Beiyang held the Tang knife in one hand, and led the sweaty horse in the other, "Let go of Katya!" ”

"You call her Katya? Slut! Ivanov's arms were crooked like a noose, tightening Wolfna's neck, "You open your thighs to Chinese men!" ”

Ivanov walked and retreated, accompanied by a dozen or so White Russian soldiers, his former Siberian unit, who had recently been exiled from Central Asia to Kashgar, and happened to be reunited with his old commander. They pointed their guns at Qin Beiyang, and then tied Wolfna and sent her to horseback.

Suddenly, the Nine Colors came.

Sensing some kind of danger, the small town tomb beast rushed out of the inn room with the little county king. The antlers grew rapidly in the dark, and Ivanov, knowing that it was not easy to provoke, immediately ordered a retreat. The White Russians got on their horses and galloped out of the inn with Wolfna.

"Katya!"

Qin Beiyang shouted violently, and as soon as he jumped on the sweaty horse, he was pulled by the king of the little county: "The ancients are cloudy, and the poor are not chasing." Moreover, when it is dark, and the people are sleepy and the horses are tired for a day, you must rest, and the horses must rest. ”

In the end, it is a Mongolian prince, who understands that the more good horses are, the more they need to be taken care of, and they cannot be driven arbitrarily and destroy the heavens.

The anxious Qin Beiyang didn't listen to persuasion, he thought that if it was broad daylight, the power of the nine colors would not be able to be exerted, but at night, the small town tomb beast was very powerful. He whipped the little king, and the spurs caused the "ghost" to hissed and rush out of the inn.

The little king rubbed his face with a horsewhip, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Qin Beiyang, you still smoked your brother for a woman!" ”

Kashgar under the moonlight, the nine colors are restored to hunting dogs. It had long remembered the smell of Wolfna, the body odor of this Russian woman, so unique in the desert oasis of southern Xinjiang that it could be distinguished from hundreds of miles away. The sweaty horse galloped on all fours, Qin Beiyang was furious, and followed Jiuse to chase after him, and he would not give up until he rescued Katya.

At dawn, a man, a horse and a dog rushed out of the Kashgar Oasis, and there was a vast desert along the way.

After running for three days and three nights, Qin Beiyang and the "Phantom God" were too tired to work, but the nine colors had endless strength. There is a wide but dry river ahead, with only a trickle in the middle, and the banks are covered with dead poplar forests, which will not fall for thousands of years.

The shepherds of the Daolang tribe passed by, and after comparing and listening, Qin Beiyang knew that this was the Yarkand River in the upper reaches of the Tarim River. The sweaty horses drank enough water and nibbled on the abundant weeds.

Qin Beiyang didn't even have the strength to make a fire, so he lay down in the poplar forest and slept with Jiu Se in his arms. Until his head was whipped by a horsewhip, he turned over and jumped up and pulled out the Tang knife, only to find that it was the small county king of Ordos Doro.

Timur was triumphant, with a faint blood mark on his face, and the town's tomb beast Jiuse knew that he had no malicious intent.

Li Longsheng, Professor Wang Jiawei, and Sven Hedin are all here. There is also a camel team in the back, as well as five dogs and ten sheep, enough to eat three months' food, a full set of winter clothes, a thermometer, an altimeter and other scientific instruments...... It's like an expedition across the desert. In these years, bandits were rampant, and the Kashgar Governor sent ten heavily armed soldiers to escort the Sino-Swiss joint archaeological team all the way.

"I ride a bloody horse, but you are camels, how can you catch up with me?" Qin Beiyang lowered his head and recalled the road he had walked, which seemed to be a little tortuous, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the south, which made people scratch their heads, "It must be Ivanov and the others who got lost and turned around in the desert several times." The nine colors that are tracking them are also going around in circles. It took us three days to walk what could have been done in one day and night. ”

"The desert ahead is extremely dangerous, and if you go in alone, it is tantamount to death."

Li Longsheng interjected, and the Swedish explorer looked around with a telescope, and communicated with Li Longsheng in German - Qin Beiyang completely understood, and Sven Hedin was a disciple of the German geographer Richthofen, and his German language skills were very good.

The archaeological team did not go to Yarkand City, but directly crossed the Yarkand River and went deep into the vast desert......

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

In the heart of the Taklamakan Desert, crossing the dry Hotan River, the expedition reached the end of the Niya River. Among the large dead poplar trees, there are ruins of city walls, temples, pagodas, orchards, and cemeteries.

Professor Wang Jiawei shouted: "If I guess correctly, this is the Exquisite Ancient City. Ban Gu said in the "Hanshu Western Regions Biography" that the Jingjue Kingdom is 8,820 miles away from Chang'an, with a population of 480 households and 3,360 people...... But on the way back to the east, Xuanzang's Jingjue country has become a ruin. More than a decade ago, archaeologist Stein first came here. ”

Walking into a dilapidated ancient house, Qin Beiyang saw 1,500-year-old wooden tablets and official documents, sealed intact, and the storage room was piled up with grain, as well as yellow, orange and orange gold. Opening an old kitchen, he saw the dried lamb and dried cranberries in the pot, as if they were still hot and ready to eat, like mammoth meat from 10,000 years ago......

Time stopped in the dry desert, and everyone seemed to have just left, or evaporated in an instant, turning into ghosts and apparitions, silently watching the group of intruders.

There is no doubt that the Elite Kingdom once reached an extraordinary height of civilization, and the archaeological team found a large number of pottery, wood, lacquerware, bronze mirrors, and ancient coins. There's even a mousetrap and boot iron......

They cleaned up hundreds of slips, and in addition to the Chinese characters, there were also many ghostly characters.

"Luwen."

Wang Jiawei recognized it. This script originated from the Gandhara civilization in ancient India and flourished in the Kushan Empire established by the Dayue people. In the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty, Lu script was widely used to write Buddhist scriptures, official documents, and civil contracts.

There is a tall mound on the edge of the site, which is in the wind and sand all the year round, and most of the sealed soil is weathered and peeled off, which has exposed the entrance of the tomb. But in the heart of the desert, it is difficult for grave robbers to reach, but it forms a natural protection.

After tossing and turning all day, the archaeological team decided to rest for the night and excavate the tomb again tomorrow morning.