Why did the Black Lama's prisoners of war die on Red Rock Mountain? Why not rhyme towards Outer Mongolia? Is there a secret in this? It seems probable that the coffins that were half more were copied on the way, which explains why the dead were buried here. Of course, that way of burial is also the style of the coffin, and the fat man and I may suspect that it is a kind of resurrection ritual of Wuqiguo.

But it doesn't matter! There is no Qiguo, Gumo, and Black Lama. When these three things were connected, I suddenly realized that the clues in front of us were still very perfect, perfect to the point of blushing, but we didn't know what the end of the clues was? Besides, I think there is still one clue missing, and one clue can connect these things together.

In the evening, our people in the town of Mamanshan called and said that the people of Pangu had completely entered the Black Gobi, and asked the fat man what to do! The fat man looked at me, and I said, "Just do what we discussed, right?" Since Pangu doesn't stop in the middle, then the goal is clear, and there are good and bad things for such performance. The good thing is that we can easily find their target according to the route they have mastered, and the bad thing is that if we lose it, it will be all in vain for us, because we don't know where Bunker Hill is.

But I have a plan with the fat man, and the fat man asked me before What should I do if I am a Pangu person and I know someone will follow me? I put myself in my shoes and said, "I won't worry, because the backbone of this organization is in the distant Jiayuguan, as long as I move fast enough, I can get rid of them." ”

"That's right, that's one of the reasons why they move so fast." The fat man closed his eyes and said, "Let Dawn bring someone from Korla to the Ejina Banner in Inner Mongolia to pick us up." ”

"Putting the distance away so that the people of Pangu think that we can't go back for a while, and then we go back quietly ourselves?"

"That's it, and I want Xie Chenhui to send someone to keep an eye on the people in Pangu, and follow a person behind a hillside. Do not be spotted looking with a telescope from a distance. ”

After confirming the plan with the fat man, we quickly set off for the town of Horsehair Mountain, and after more than ten hours we arrived at the camp where we had been staying, and looked at those people and the well, and had mixed feelings in our hearts.

Back in the tent we had set up, I saw that all our equipment and instruments had been transported here, "and a camel team was still a little tricky, and our men would be back in the evening." ”

"Time is running out, the temperature difference between day and night in the Black Gobi is very large, and it is impossible for our people to last there for too long, so no matter what, we must set off at night or tomorrow, and when the time comes, Xiao Du and I will form an advance team with 8 people to track first, and the back of your transport equipment will be on top." As soon as the fat man entered the tent, he sat down on a chair and said.

Then I went through our plans while the fat man was drinking. To put it bluntly, it is to find the place where the Black Lama disappeared in 1923. The Black Gobi is so large that its area is larger than that of Jiangsu and other provinces now, it is 800 kilometers long from east to west, 300 kilometers wide from north to south, and covers an area of more than 200,000 square kilometers. It's not easy to find that place.

"Isn't this place mentioned in any document?" Xie Chenhui suddenly asked the fat man.

The fat man thought for a moment and said, "As I mentioned, I have seen the file bag about this place in the archives of Pangu, but the contents are top secret, and I have no right to see them. ”

"But it also proves that Pangu once paid attention to this place." I held my chin and thought, "Do you want us to take a look at Pangu's march route to confirm it?" ”

"That's going to take time!" The fat man said bitterly: "We know this better than anyone else. ”

There's another way! I said suddenly, and then whispered in the fat man's ear, "I can find that woman in Pangu and exchange terms with him." ”

"What is your message?" The fat man wondered, "What the hell are you looking for?" I don't think it's a matter of the masters, the masters are so good and. ”

"Stop! You're going to ask me to tell you a long time ago, but I can't imagine that you still don't believe me. But it doesn't matter, just think that someone else has a bad memory and says the wrong thing for a while. ”

"But you still can't ask!" The fat man said word by word.

"Why? So what else do you have to do now? They can be neutral. ”

"There are no neutrals in Pangu, I suspect you have been deceived."

"He said he was just a scientist."

"There are no neutrals in Pangu, and I have asked my friends to inquire." The fat man continued, "No, no, no. ”

"And what do you say?"

"Find your grandfather." The fat man suddenly said, "I've seen your file, your grandfather must know about it, you know?" Your grandfather was transferred by the government to Lop Nur in 1980 to assist Pengamu in conducting a scientific expedition, and I think if your grandfather could have been directly transferred by the government at that time, then he must have a very big official position, and he should know no less. ”

"Are you kidding? I don't even know that old guy, you let me call him grandpa? ”

"Try it. I know you have your mother's phone. The fat man said to me with a wink.

"I'll see if I can get my mom to ask!" I sighed, "I can't help it, but if it doesn't work, then wait for time!" Thinking about Pangu's news, I still need news about the old man. ”

"No problem." The fat man laughed.

Soon I was on the phone with my mom. At that time, my mother happened to be having dinner at my grandfather's house, so I quickly talked to my grandfather, and my grandfather's voice was not very old but had a very magnetic voice, like a middle-aged uncle, and I asked me on the phone about his disappearance of the Black Lama in 1923, and then hung up the phone.

"How?"

"Secret agents of the former Soviet Union. In a declassified document, it is mentioned that in 1923, the Black Lama most likely disappeared into the Badain Jaran Desert. ”

"Badain Jaran Desert?" Xie Chenhui was speechless when he listened, "Where is that?" ”

"A large part of the Black Gobi belongs to the Thousand Lakes Desert - Badain Jaran Desert, but here is different from the real desert, many sandy areas have large sand grains, few large sand dunes, and most of the coarse sand grains form small hills. Barren but colorful. It is one of the four major deserts in China, with a total area of 47,000 square kilometers. Among them, Bayanor and Quixote are the highest sand dunes in the world. The Badain Jaran Desert receives less than 40 mm of precipitation a year, but there are more than 100 lakes in the desert. Towering sand mountains, mysterious sand songs, quiet lakes and wetlands constitute the unique and charming landscape of the Badain Jaran Desert, attracting tens of thousands of domestic and foreign tourists every year. I explained to them what my grandfather said on the phone.

Then he pulled out a map and continued: "If we get here, nothing will be a problem, the only big thing is the tourists!" Because there are so many tourists there that there are camped there even at night, it is almost impossible for us to find anything there. So what do you think? ”

"That's it!" I saw a guy come up and point to the map and say, "If the real destination of the people of Pangu is this desert, then we can walk through the Badaoqiao Desert, which is the northern part of the Badain Jaran Desert, and if we insert from here, it is easy to avoid the people of Pangu, and we can mix in with the annual tourist team and go in together, and then at night close to Miaohaizi, there is a temple in that place, and no one is stationed at night, so our actions can be carried out around that place." ”

"Hey, hey! If there is no one stationed, you dare to go. "I can't help but complain, are you scolding us for not being human?

"Isn't the boss rich!" He suddenly threw a wink at the fat man and spit out the fat man's disgusting mouthful of milk tea.

"Get out!" The fat man said angrily: "Lao Tzu's money is not money!" Do you know how much my boss pays every month? But your idea is good, that place is a temple that rings the bell in the morning and at night, basically no one will spend the night there, I'll go and give some money and be accommodating when the time comes. As for the people who track down Pangu, there is no need to hide, follow from afar! It's best to get them to notice us. Let them think we're following him, so they can squander at speed. Oh yes, don't break the contact, we need to know if those people are looking for that desert. ”

The man who went to get the camels in the evening brought back 1 jeep, and behind the jeep pulled dozens of mules! Why is the trough a mule?

At the time of the day, the fat man and I saw the desert in an off-road vehicle, and on the way I saw the desolation there again in the Black Gobi, and my heart palpitated everywhere I went. But now it's okay, because we're in the Badain Jaran Desert. The person driving the car was Minjig. He was very happy with the operation and gave us a glimpse of his driving skills. He said that he wanted to be a driver before, so he got a driver's license, but the reality made him stay here, but fortunately, every year, tourists who are unwilling to drive or who are not worried about their driving skills ask him to drive his own car into the Gobi.

Although the car is his little wife, it is not a joke to drive here. Especially in the desert area, there are many places for off-road vehicles to play, and many sand dunes can be driven to the top, but you must pay attention to the surface surface is coarse and hard sand, because there is a hidden killing machine under the surface, and many of the coarse sand grains are as fine as flour loess soil.

Before the sun sets, we can see the scene here, sand hills, wind erosion depressions, denuded hills, lake basins are staggered, like a picture scroll reflecting the afterglow of the sunset. (To be continued......)