Chapter 142: Shirley Yang's Doubts (Ask for Subscription!) )
On the dusty road, a large truck pulled up a yellow dragon and was galloping. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
In the carriage, Shirley Yang has been staring at Xia Yu for a long time, and Xia Yu also knows that there are no flowers on his face, and his good-looking big eyes are full of playfulness, well, Shirley Yang must have found something.
Indeed, Shirley Yang found something, not that her clothes had been touched, but that the expedition had been told in great detail by her father, and his father told her very clearly that they only brought guns, not explosives, so where did Xia Yu's explosives come from?
He must be lying, Shirley Yang has long felt that there is something wrong with these three people, and there are no more than two kinds of people who can use the Heavenly Star Feng Shui, Mr. Feng Shui, and the tomb robber.
That's right, it's a tomb robber, Hu Bayi and Xia Yu are more tricky, and they don't show any flaws, but Wang Kaixuan's fat man is a little wrong, and his every move is very similar to the tomb robbers.
Also, how Xia Yu brought her out after she fainted, she was also very curious, it would definitely not be as simple as he said, she knew about the third floor of the nine-story demon building.
"Are you watching me?" This is the line that Shirley Yang said to Hu Bayi in the original book, but now it is used here by Xia Yu. She didn't have any doubts about herself, after all, she didn't see anything, and doubts were just doubts.
"Yes, I'm watching you, and you have many secrets." Shirley Yang didn't dodge her eyes, but said brightly.
"Miss Yang, you have a lot of secrets, but I'm not interested in wanting to know, you'd better care about what to do next!" Shirley Yang woke up after the infusion, and after studying her notes, she insisted on being discharged, and the next day they got on a truck to Xinjiang, where they didn't rest for a day, and the tired people in the truck were asleep.
I have to say that Shirley Yang is really rich, and the spare equipment has been shipped to Xinjiang, and the equipment will also arrive when they arrive at the place.
"I will naturally discuss the next matter with Mr. Hu." Shirley Yang, who was touching the ashes here in Xia Yu, turned to Hu Bayi.
"Mr. Hu, according to Professor Chen's previous plan, we plan to start from Bosten Lake, go south to find the ancient Peacock River, enter the depths of the desert through the river, and go south along the Ziduyan River, all the way to find the ruins of the exquisite ancient city."
Hu Bayi didn't bird her, turned his head to look out of the carriage, and he didn't have a good impression of such a wayward employer.
"Mr. Hu, we are about to enter the desert, we must communicate the next route, if there is no problem, I hope to set off as soon as I get to the place."
"Immediately? What have all of you become for you? Hu Bayi didn't squeak yet, and the fat man next to him couldn't stand it.
"Fat brother, don't make trouble, let's take other people's salaries!" Xia Yu persuaded on the side.
"We can't let the capitalists exploit our working people with wages!" You tomb robber is a fart working people! People didn't listen to you at all.
"Mr. Hu, the notebook said that you can only find the exquisite ancient city in the wind season, and now it is the wind season, and I am afraid it will be too late to continue to be a one."
"No matter how much you plan, it's all on paper, many things are different in the place, if you have to go into the desert, you must find a local guide who is very familiar with the desert, sometimes experience is more important than professional." Hu Bayi finally spoke, after all, he has short hands and a soft mouth.
"I agree with this, but as I said, the time is very urgent, and you must set off immediately when you get ready at the place."
Seeing that the fat man still wanted to break his mouth, Xia Yu grabbed him, shook his head at him, and set off immediately! He is not tired, and Professor Chen is not tired either, so there is no problem.
After arriving at the local and local leaders, the whole archaeological team was divided into two teams, Professor Chen and the students went to receive equipment and materials to prepare for entering the desert, and Xia Yu and they went to find a guide.
"Lao Hu, Brother Xia, this town is not big, it is not small, how can I find a guide!" Fat people feel a little difficult.
"Fat brother, if you have a problem, ask the police uncle, this is something that three-year-old children know." Xia Yu took them to the police line.
"Go, go, treat me like a child!"
"Fatty, don't really say it, in such a place, the most concentrated news is the police station, and the trivial things in the town are all handled by the police station." Indeed, in the 80s, there was no chengguan, and the police in small places wore many hats.
"Shall we go for a trip, then?"
"Let's go."
Shirley Yang, who was standing on the side, did not speak the whole time, but she also approved Xia Yu's proposal.
Under the warm hospitality of the director, they asked what they wanted to know, the best guide here is a little old man named An Liman, but he has just taken the foreigner to the ditch, only he himself has returned from the desert, although the matter is not big, but it is also a diplomatic incident, this little old man is still detained in the police station!
However, as long as he agreed to be the guide of the archaeological team, the director said that he could give him the green light and let him make meritorious contributions.
"Okay, okay, as long as the camel returns to me, don't talk about the desert, I'll go to Mount Everest." Hey, even Mount Everest knows about this Anliman.
"Can you go into the desert during the wind season?" Hu Bayi ignored his unreliable words, but asked the key to the problem.
"Typhoon season? I go into the desert all year round, and I didn't know that the desert was called the wind season. ”
"Thank you then." Shirley Yang, who was standing in the back, spoke, she thought that An Liman had promised them, but things were not so simple, "God is to blame for entering the desert during the wind season. "It's also what this little old man said, he has a set of methods.
"Director Wang, although Mr. An Liman said so, but after all, he has a criminal record, the state is very concerned about our archaeological project, no one knows whether he will cooperate in the future, I will say some things in advance, if he does not cooperate, then we will send him and his camel back to the police station, I hope you can find out what happened between him and foreigners."
As soon as Xia Yu finished speaking, An Liman, who was sitting on the bed lightly, trembled, how did this young man, this young man see what we think?
Director Wang didn't notice An Liman's strange appearance, but patted Xia Yu and them on the chest and said: "The safety of the expert is the most important thing, if An Liman doesn't cooperate, you send him back, and we promise to clean him up." ”
"No, no, no, we must use the law as a weapon, we are all doing things for the country and the government."
Hearing this, An Li was full of cold sweat, it seems that this single job must be done, otherwise he really has the possibility of sitting in prison.