Chapter 9: Walking in the Sand
Xiao Ji took out a communication device that looked a bit like an old-fashioned button mobile phone from his pocket, and asked while pressing, "What else did she say?" β
β¦β¦ You can't just say that you're not human, right? She ...... I don't know why, but I don't have a particularly good impression of you. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"No one can please everyone, let alone my solitary personality."
Well, you know your personality is annoying! Su Lan laughed all of a sudden, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Dude, be cheerful in the future." Talk to others, don't sit alone in the corner and pretend to sleep. And your eyes are obviously fine, and you wear a pair of sunglasses every day in the queue to play cool? β
"The storm has almost stopped." Xiao Ji stood up with a disgusted face of "you have too many questions, shut up", put away the communicator and patted the dust on his body, "I said hello to Mr. Zhao, and they will come to you soon." I'm on the same page as yours, and I'll meet again soon. β
"You're leaving? If that basilisk comes back just now, won't I be gameover? β
"You stay here and don't move, those snakes won't come."
"Hey! Wait a minute! You, you, you, are simply ruthless and unrighteous, and you will abandon the chaos from the beginning! Su Lan jumped to her feet anxiously, but Xiao Ji had disappeared between the rubble of the ruined battlements.
How can this man be like this?
Su Lan looked at the sun, it was already afternoon. I was tired, thirsty, hungry, and afraid. He stood up and walked back and forth on the altar a few times, hearing nothing but the howling wind. In this rotten place, there was not even a stopper, and under the direct sunlight, Su Lan felt that she was about to be roasted into human jerky.
I'm so uncomfortable, Xiao Ji doesn't look like he brought food and water, and there are so many injuries on his body, why do I still have a poker face when I hold up alone? Facial muscles are broken.
Forget it, don't care about him so much, take care of yourself first. If you stay like this, Lao Tzu is really going to die of dehydration, so let's find a wall battlement to avoid the sun.
If you get out of here, you'll have a basilisk or something...... It shouldn't be so unlucky, right? Anyway, don't go too far.
The moment Su Lan stepped down from the altar, the altar behind her made a violent noise, and even the soles of her feet vibrated with it. Earthquake? Su Lan looked back at the altar, the rough stone slabs were actually constantly sinking and cracking, and light smoke was constantly drifting out of the cracks, forming an illusion of seven people. Five of them were too far away to make out their faces, and two of them stood in front of the stone monument, and the younger ones were greeting behind them, with an echo that seemed to come from a distant time and space: "Quick, come and see!" β
Su Lan couldn't believe her eyes: this ...... This is......!!
"Professor Sun, Professor Sun!" Twenty years ago, Father Su was much thinner than now, with a pair of black-rimmed square-framed glasses, and he had the literary temperament of an intellectual youth of that era, "Look at this stone tablet. β
"'Cave Fantasy'?" There was no difference between Sun Yue's appearance twenty years ago and now, wearing a short-sleeved shirt that had been washed off, Su Lan could easily identify it, "As far as I know, there is no historical record of this civilization. Most of the general stone tablets are carved with the name of the castle and its historical origin, which has nothing but four words. Cave Fantasy ...... Is it something that means? β
"Professor, have we discovered a whole new civilization?!" Father Su completely ignored Sun Yue's thoughts, and shouted at the people who came up with him, "Xiao Zhang! Xiao Zhang! β
"Be quiet, I'm disturbing Professor Sun." The young man named Xiao Zhang elbowed Su's father and glanced in Sun Yue's direction.
"Well, I'll go take a look first, and I'll be back later!"
"Comrade Su, why are you still so unorganized and undisciplined. Come back! Su Jianguo! β
Su Lan barely suppressed the shock in her heart and tried to sort out the information she had obtained. There are seven people in the Phantom, and looking at their equipment, it should be an archaeological team organized by the state in the eighties and nineties. According to the information he got before, in addition to his father and Sun Yue, there should be Zhang Xuan's father in the team. So the question is, who are the remaining four people, and why haven't either Sun Yue or Zhang Xuan mentioned it?
It's as if they never existed.
A hand coldly supported his shoulder from behind, Su Lan subconsciously pulled out a knife to fight back, and was grabbed by the other party's wrist: "It's me!" β
"Zhang Xuan!" Su Lan breathed a sigh of relief and put the butterfly knife back in her pocket. Mr. Zhao crossed his arms and commented: "It's growing fast, but the reaction speed is still too slow." β
"Why don't you smoke anymore?"
Mr. Zhao touched his chin and looked bitter: "The wind is too strong." Either the whole cigarette was blown out or the whole cigarette was blown away, and when I took a puff of sand, I already brought ten boxes of cigarettes, and then I didn't smoke it anymore. β
Zhang Xuan glanced at him with disgust: "It's good to be blown away by the wind quickly." β
"My eldest lady, no one likes women who are too ruthless." Seeing that Zhang Xuan's face darkened, Mr. Zhao quickly changed the topic, "By the way, Xiao Su, what did you see just now, looking at you from a distance, you didn't respond to Miss Zhang's screams a few times, we thought you were evil." β
"Didn't you see?! On the altarβ" Su Lan turned her head to look at the altar, and was dumbfounded: the stone slab of the altar was as smooth as ever, and there was not a trace of crack at all.
"What happened to the altar?" Zhang Xuan's gaze looked at the decadent round stone platform.
ββ¦β¦ Maybe you're right, I probably fell for it. β
Lao Qiao said: "Since the words 'mystery' and 'illusion' are engraved on the stone tablet here, there must be something strange, everyone be careful not to do it." β
"That makes sense," Mr. Zhao said, putting down his arm and walking in front of Su Lan, "I found here after receiving news from Xiao Ji." Where is he? β
Even if he is as big as Su Lan, he also found the nervousness under Mr. Zhao's calm appearance: "He was alone, and he went over there." β
Zhang Xuan complained: "Why didn't you stop him? β
"I can't beat him, he has to leave, what should you do if you tell me? Hug his thigh and don't let him go? Su Lan asked.
Mr. Zhao coughed, Lao Qiao squinted at Mr. Zhao, and said coldly: "Are you sure you can control your guy?" Don't end up swallowing things up by yourself. β
"No matter how fierce the mastiff is, it will return to its owner without a leash, just rest assured."
Su Lan suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He looked around, and it was clear that no one except him thought there was anything wrong with what Mr. Zhao said.
Mr. Zhao and Lao Qiao discussed a few words in a low voice, Lao Qiao opened the road in front of him with a gun, Su Lan and Zhang Xuan walked in the middle, and Mr. Zhao broke off. The ancient city is huge, and the streets are twisting and turning, and the whimpering sound of the wind is particularly disturbing. Su Lan originally wanted to remind her to be careful of the basilisk infested, but she didn't see a creature after walking for ten minutes, and slowly forgot about this stubble. asked Zhang Xuan in a low voice: "Your boss should have been here twenty years ago, but he didn't give you a map or anything?" β
Zhang Xuan shook his head, it was hard to say whether he didn't have or didn't want to answer.
"It's too big, and there's quicksand under your feet, and there's no trace of it when the wind blows, so it's almost impossible to find the guy surnamed Ji, unless he takes the initiative to contact us." Old Qiao took out a mouthful of sand scraped into his mouth, turned his head and asked Mr. Zhao at the end of the line, "Hasn't that damn guy brought you a letter yet?" β
Mr. Zhao smiled and raised the communicator in his hand: "There is no new news." β
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"Dissipate the gas, dissipate the gas, it's already hot, how uncomfortable it is for the fire to come up again. There's a big building over there, why don't you go in and rest, drink some water and eat? β
"I raise my hands in approval." Su Lan said immediately.
"Me too." Zhang Xuan said.
"The little imp who can't bear the hardship." Old Qiao disliked it, but he was about to be blown by the wind, and the four of them walked into the building. Su Lan immediately sat on the ground: "It's considered that there is no sun, it's really sunburned." β
"Obviously a young man, how can he be squeamish than a woman, you see Miss Zhang didn't say anything." Mr. Zhao took out the compressed biscuits and water from his bag and gestured at Su Lan.
"Ahem! What do you think, such a dry place actually brings compressed biscuits as food. Su Lan took a bite of the biscuit and choked directly, and quickly took a big sip of the water from the water bottle and swallowed it, "Zhang Xuan, come over to eatβalas, what about her?" β
Old Joe said, "Girls, there must be some things that need to be dealt with separately. Maybe somewhere to pee, let's eat ours first. β
"It's such a hot day and it's windy, how can there be urine." Su Lan retorted casually.
Old Joe was energetic: "Hey, you don't understand, right?" This woman's physiology is not at all the same as that of a manβ"
"Old Joe, save some spittle and shut up, don't talk about pornography in front of young people." Mr. Zhao interrupted Old Joe's words and stuffed the half-eaten compressed biscuits into his hand.
I'm a new generation of college students who have taken high school biology classes, and the physiology of men and women is clearer than you, a veteran who didn't finish junior high school. Su Lan complained in her heart, and at this moment, a woman's scream came from the back of the building.
"Zhang Xuan!" Su Lan, who recognized the voice, immediately stood up, spun out the butterfly knife and ran towards the source of the sound.