Chapter 133: Blow
Wei Jun was furious, he endured it, walked to the stove with pots and bowls from the car, in order to protect the physique of the archaeological team members, fully adapt to altitude sickness, be sure to work the ingredients, at this time a bowl of hot soup is indispensable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
A group of twelve of us sat on the ground, Wei Jun set up the pot stove, began to boil water, and after a while the water boiled, he poured canned beef and canned vegetables into the pot, stirred it with a spoon, and then the fragrance spread.
This meal was very depressing, most people were silent, and they didn't even have the intention of moving the dishes and chopsticks, only the sea was an alien, and the food was exceptionally sweet, completely ignoring the solemn atmosphere.
"Mr. Liu, you have something, but it doesn't hurt to say it!" Xu Pingqiu spoke, breaking the silence.
"Professor, what are we doing so hard and staying overnight in the wilderness?"
Mu Yang was puzzled, as a reporter sent by the People's Daily, he thought that following Xu Pingqiu, the director of the Beijing Institute of Archaeology, would follow up and report this time, it would be an earth-shattering news, but at this moment, the lens cover of his camera was not opened, because he had not yet figured out the purpose of this trip, as for the Xiangxiong Kingdom that Xu Pingqiu said, this kind of ancient kingdom that has disappeared for thousands of years, he did not report any hope.
Su Mo's complexion was much better, his face was still pale, and after taking some motion sickness medicine, he returned to the tent alone, during which except for Liu Dongming's response a few words, the group of people was only silent.
The two Tibetan guides, frowning, muttered quietly to the ghost horse three, and I could hear that the three of them communicated in Tibetan, and I was surprised why the ghost horse three Qi Xinghua could understand the Tibetan language.
"There's nothing to doubt, Qi Xinghua is far more simple than you see, I've known him for many years, I've basically never seen him so concerned about a thing, and it's not surprising that he knows Tibetan, because his mother is Tibetan." Chuang Ye explained, and the short paragraph made me suddenly enlightened.
"Master Chuang, you didn't tell me the truth, how do I think, you seem to know in advance, this time you came to Tibet, in addition to looking for the antidote to the poison of the Tibetan sea flowers, you should have other purposes!" I realized something, and I always felt that it was all too much of a coincidence.
And after hearing my questioning, the corners of Chuang Ye's mouth rose slightly, "I know that I can't hide it from you kid, it is true that this trip to Tibet was arranged by me to come here, as for the conditions, it is a Tibetan horn robe." ”
"Robes?" I looked confused.
"When the time comes, you will know, the sacrificial ring in your hand is a token, God can tell you clearly, that robe, even the old Scara is greedy, the reason why he was able to agree to us to come to Tibet, in addition to the brotherhood between us, my request is in his arms, otherwise do you think he will agree?"
I was stunned, this was like a transaction, otherwise Chuang Ye would not have worked so hard to make such a big game, "Among the thirteen people, including you and me, in addition to the six of us, there are seven indefinite. ”
I naturally knew what Chuang Ye meant by the indefinite, I didn't ask much, I had a rough idea in my heart, and after a brief meal, I returned to the tent where I was stationed, lying in my sleeping bag, recovering from the fatigue caused by the long flight and the fatigue of the boat.
Nothing was said all night. Early the next morning, something happened that surprised all of us, two Tibetan guides said goodbye, and the tires of both cars were also damaged and could not be started at all. The ghost horse Sanqi Xinghua is nowhere to be found.
This sudden change caught us a little off guard, and no one expected that this was just the beginning, and such a change would occur.
Liu Dongming frowned, the sudden disappearance of the ghost horse Sanqi Xinghua must be related to the two Tibetan guides.
"How can this be good, the archaeological tools in the car are destroyed, the instruments are damaged, how are we doing our work!" Xu Pingqiu couldn't help but burst into tears, the archaeological tools he carried from Beijing were all destroyed, only a few brushes were left, and even the Luoyang shovel was smashed into a depression, which could not be used at all, and a large number of modern archaeological equipment such as measuring instruments and exploration instruments were smashed, which undoubtedly gave him a death sentence for the Tibetan archaeological Zhangxiong Kingdom!
"Professor..."Wei Jun also panicked, he didn't expect that such a gnashing of teeth would happen on the first day of the trip to Tibet, directly destroying the archaeological tools and fundamentally cutting off the archaeological trip.
The only electronic equipment is the camera that Muyang carries with him, in addition, there is nothing else, we are all stunned for a while, even if it is saved at this moment, it will not help, without these tools, let alone carrying out archaeological work, even getting out of this wilderness is not easy.
"Professor Xu has no absolutes in everything, so there is no need to be so discouraged!" Liu Dongming comforted. He put his hand on the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were deep, and he looked into the distance, at this moment the sun had risen, the blue sky and white clouds, and from time to time he could hear the whistling of horses in the distance.
"Ghost Horse San's hand is really amazing, why didn't we hear the slightest movement last night?" The sea was a little suspicious, and it was strange that he fell asleep quickly after nightfall, and did not hear the slightest breeze.
"Hell if you can hear it, they should have used a unique Tibetan incense, which is not harmful to the human body, but can make people drowsy, and they don't know what's going on." Song Jingtong pursed her lips and said, she was the first to find the clue, basically there are burned incense ashes outside the tent, and it is not difficult to find that the place where the incense is permeated happens to be not very ventilated.
"How much more food is there?"
"It should be enough for us to eat for seven days, and this group of people has a conscience, otherwise we won't be able to get out, and we will be starved to death, and seven days is enough for us to find people." Wei Jun sighed and said, the other party didn't wipe our necks while we were asleep, they were already very merciful.
"One day is enough, I can hear the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, there should be a livestock farm here, most likely a horse farm." Liu Dongming asserted, he stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight into the distance, giving us great confidence.
"Don't think about it so much, it's good to be alive, take out the food, it's almost nine o'clock, it's time for breakfast!" The sea is shouting, it is the right thing to eat to fill your stomach, and you have to eat and think about things again. "Haha!" Xu Pingqiu smiled, and for a moment he wanted to open it.
"Brother Dahai is right, people are iron and rice is steel, eat first, and when we are full, we have the strength to hurry, even if we don't have tools, we can still archaeology!" He inspires that such a difficult environment will be the greatest test of his archaeological career.