Qin Beiyang, Katya, Jiuse, and Youshen have just crossed the southern route of the Silk Road, and went down the Cherchen River to find the vast Luo Bu Naoer, as well as the Luo Bu people who are fishing in canoes.

A camel caravan had just left and was heading towards the desert, looking at the back image of an archaeological expedition. Qin Beiyang was about to get on his horse to catch up, and the melodious ancient song of Loulan sounded in his ears. It's a heart-wrenching girl, crying like a complaint, as if a hole has been carved in your heart.

"That's nice." Katya also stepped on horseback, and the north wind ruffled her blonde hair, and her skin was better than snow, "like a gypsy ballad." ”

The sweaty horse seemed to disobey the call and galloped towards the desert.

Qin Beiyang saw the Loulan girl on the canoe - eighteen or nineteen years old, with mixed-race style in her eyes.

Her name is Inka.

She was singing in the wind, her face pale, tears dried by the air......

In the desert, there is a long tail sweeping under the dragon-like water waves.

In the vast desert, all the way you see is the Yadan landform. The lifeless wind-eroded mounds of earth show thousands of manners, some like hills, some like ancient castles, and some like beacon towers......

Yadan, shaped by the wind, is engraved with the shape and dignity of the wind.

After a mound, it broke into the core area of Lop Nur, the bottom of the lake basin 1,500 years ago. Everywhere there was a palpitating grayish-brown husk, with a layer of blue-gray soil several feet thick below, and white salt flowers and salt water below.

Qin Beiyang closed his eyes, as if in the underwater world of Loulan in the Han Dynasty, fish and shrimp frolicked around, water birds rushed into the lake to hunt, and the bones of the drowned floated in the mud......

Crossing the old road where the Peacock River dried up, there was not a single bird to be seen. Looking down at the ground, there is no grass. This is the real Lop Nur, the land of death. The paradise in which the Rob people live is only a small part of what Lop Nur has survived and even regained after a thousand years - it will not take half a century to become the same wasteland.

Qin Beiyang saw the ruins of Loulan.

The ruins of a real ancient city, the remnants of a towering stupa. The ground is ruined and broken, the northeast wind prevails all year round, and the ancient city is cut and torn into pieces. Katya dismounted and stroked the four-walled palace. She screamed. Qin Beiyang and Jiuse both rushed over, only to see a row of black dried corpses lying in the half-open tomb, with hideous faces but well preserved. The almost mummified Guloulan people, displayed in the sun of Lop Nur.

This gave him hope that his chest was burning and aching again these days, that lung cancer had returned, and that he had to find an ancient tomb to continue his life.

He climbed the tallest pagoda and looked down on the entire ancient city of Loulan, giving people a strange sense of beauty, but also a broken beauty.

Some people say that only the beauty of the mutilation is eternal. Loulan is incomplete, so Loulan is eternal.

But what puzzled Qin Beiyang was that this morning, it was Sven Heding's archaeological team who left first, and this ancient city of Loulan was also discovered by the Swedes twenty years ago, why is there no trace of them now?

Could it be that the archaeological team is lost?

Qin Beiyang, who climbed on the top of the pagoda, found that there was a cloud of black smoke shrouded in the south, which looked quite strange.

And near that cloud of black smoke, there are also black spots like ants...... It was camels and people from an archaeological expedition.

Climbing down the pagoda, Qin Beiyang and Katya rode on horseback and headed to the land of black smoke with nine colors.

A moment later, the sweaty horses and Russian horses galloped to their destinations, and the smoke that covered the land was no longer visible, but a majestic ancient city was born on the ground.

If the ancient city of Loulan that I passed by just now was a thousand-year-old corpse, then the city in front of me was a freshly baked corpse, and it was about to become a zombie in action.

Qin Beiyang saw the Han Dynasty and Loulan, who were almost alive.

At the gate of the city, there are thirteen camels, and there is a man sitting on each peak - this is the small black spot that Qin Beiyang saw on the top of the Loulan Pagoda.

But they are not members of the archaeological team, nor are they camel drivers or armed guards, nor are they Cambridge doctors, Peking University professors, or parliamentarians.

On the contrary, or in the same way, they are tomb robbers.

Qin Beiyang saw Xiao Mu.

Riding on the hump at the head, a young man wrapped in a black cloth turban, his skin was fair and delicate, and his eyebrows were clear, like a singing child. This man's gaze is only submissive, as if everything in the universe is so sinister.

The sunset in the western sky is like a freshly baked naan, and the golden burnt fragrance overflows and spreads on everyone's faces.

Xiao Mu also saw the two horses that suddenly came, as well as Qin Beiyang on horseback.

They both knew each other when they were burned to ashes, let alone the Nine Colors.

Three years ago, in the underground palace of the Tang Dynasty Tomb in Bailuyuan, the small town tomb beast burned Xiaomu's fingers to ashes. Three years later, it hopes to burn Xiaomu to ashes.

Burned to ashes, not even the slag remained.

Xiao Mu trembled and stared at the nine-colored glass-colored eyeballs, as if he heard what the "hound" was thinking.

Qin Beiyang still remembers Ah You's care - he can't believe a word of anything he says to you.

So, he drew his crossbow from behind his back.

"Into town!"

Xiao Mu gave an order, and with his gang of tomb robbers, drove the camels into the open city gate. He had no choice, and while it was still dark, the town gravebeast couldn't spit out a glass fireball that could burn people.

Even in the form of a hound, Nine Colors still chased after him and rushed into the cave of the city gate.

"Nine colors! Come back! ”

Qin Beiyang shouted a few times to no avail, so he had to hold on to his spurs and urge the ghost god to enter the ancient city. Katya, who was on horseback in Russia, followed him in.

The moment I passed through the city gate hole, I was greeted by a cold wind, carrying a fishy smell. There was a noisy shouting in the wind, buzzing in Qin Beiyang's ears, reminding him of the sound of hell under Kora's ultra-deep drilling.

The blood-warming jade pendant on his chest was hot again.

Qin Beiyang wanted to turn the horse's head and withdraw from this ancient city immediately, and his years of experience in visiting ancient tombs told him that there was a problem with this city, and it was absolutely impossible to go deeper, but he couldn't leave the nine colors behind.

But it was too late. Katya heard a crisp sound of the door closing, and she went back to knock on the door, and no one could open it behind the brass and iron nails.

"We're stuck."

Qin Beiyang shouted, and the black sweaty horse raised its front hooves high and neighed several times in a row.

The most terrible thing is not the closing of the gate, but the fact that there is no exit in the hole of the city gate.

It's not so much a gate as a tunnel.

He lit a fire and galloped forward, walking for miles in a row, still not getting out of the tunnel, as if he had come to the sewers of Paris.

No, it's clearly a graveyard!

Qin Beiyang's originally burning chest actually became cool. The cancer cells were extinguished like flames immersed in water, and he was refreshed and full of strength again—something he felt every time he entered the tomb, just the opposite of what a normal person would be.

He saw the nine colors. The town's tomb beast has transformed, growing snow-white antlers and bronze scale armor in the darkness, spitting out glass fireballs for illumination.

Fortunately, this tomb is tall, not to mention two people and two horses passing side by side, even if it is a camel team or even a large convoy, there is no difficulty.

Qin Beiyang and Katya both dismounted and walked with the reins. Along the way, I have experienced countless ancient tombs, and the courage of the White Russian beauty has also been trained.

Suddenly, the glass fireball went out.