Chapter Twenty-Seven: Another Great Tomb?
Yesterday, the archaeological team delayed a lot of time in order to find a water source, so in order to find the ruins of the exquisite ancient city earlier, Sydney Yang woke everyone up before dawn, and the archaeological team embarked on the journey again.
The yellow sand filled the air with the wind, and the bells of camels echoed in the desert, and the scorching burning sensation was suffocating.
"Yawn~"
The fat man lay on the camel and looked very unenergetic.
"Fatty..."
Looking at the fat man's appearance, Sydney Yang was a little dissatisfied, "Didn't you sleep?" ”
The fat man just wanted to refute, but when he saw Lao Hu staring at him nervously, he immediately changed his words, "Thank you Miss Yang for your concern, I had a little insomnia last night, and the main reason is that my daughter-in-law is in a hurry!" ”
"Humph!"
Sydney Yang is not bored and is not continuing the question.
"Black Desert..."
An Liman looked at the surrounding desert and suddenly said, "Hell on earth - black desert..."
The old man's sudden roar suddenly startled everyone.
Lao Hu rode a camel to An Liman's side and asked, "Old man, have you been here before?" ”
An Liman nodded, "That's right, I came here once, but I almost died here, thanks to the white camel..."
At the mention of "white camel", An Liman's voice stopped abruptly.
White camels?
Lao Hu was stunned for a moment, "Is the camel still white?" ”
"Yes, yes, yes"
An Liman was a little angry, "There must be something..."
"The Black Desert is inaccessible, even the plants in the desert can't live here, it is a forbidden area of death, and the white camel is the god in charge of the Black Desert!"
God?
Everyone was speechless, just thinking that An Li was talking nonsense.
Everyone moved forward, but the further they went, the stronger the wind became, and the vegetation and grass became less and less.
The Black Desert is hell on earth!
An Liman's words began to spread in everyone's hearts.
The crowd continued to march against the wind, but the further they went, the stronger the wind became.
The sky was full of yellow sand, and some of the plants that could be seen before are now becoming less and less.
What's even more terrifying is that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the emotions in the archaeological team are becoming more and more depressed, and it seems that everyone is holding a sulk in their hearts.
"Stop, it's too windy, I can't go any further!"
Su Mo had no choice but to ask everyone to stop and rest.
Lao Hu, who had experience as a soldier, quickly built a barrier with yellow sand, and everyone hid under the barrier and rested for a short time.
"Since stepping into this black desert, it has been windy, when will it stop, the fat man misses Yanjing's mutton a little!"
The fat man who was originally oily has now lost a lot of weight, and even the smug in his mouth is much less.
An Liman was wrapped in a woolen sweater and hid in the corner, hearing the fat man's complaint, and said, "This is what the wind season in the desert looks like!" ”
"The terrible place of the Black Desert is not those dense desert ants, nor is it the Black Sandstorm!"
The fat man was also idle and bored, so he followed An Liman's words and asked, "What is that?" ”
An Liman said seriously, "Legend has it that there is a fairy land in this desert, as long as someone walks into it, they will see lakes and rivers, beautiful women and beasts, but until they die of thirst and exhaustion, they can't go there, because it is a trap set by the devil to lure people to death!" ”
“………”
Everyone looked at each other, I don't know if it was frightened, or for other reasons, they didn't refute the old man for a while.
"Uncle Anliman!"
Sydney Yang explained, "You're talking about a mirage in the desert, and for people with severe dehydration, they can be easily confused..."
"What are you talking nonsense little girl!!"
Hearing Sydney Yang's words, An Liman was a little angry, "That's the devil's trap, he is punishing the bad guys in the world!" ”
“……”
Sydney Yang was speechless.
"Miss Yang!"
At this time, Ye Yixin of the archaeological team ran to Sydney Yang's side, and leaned down in Sydney Yang's ear and didn't know what to say.
“………”
Sydney Yang stood up and said to the crowd, "I'll go to the back of the dunes with Yixin to do something!" ”
Although he didn't say the specific reason, the man in the field still guessed a little.
Su Mo reminded, "Stay safe!" ”
Well!
After Sydney Yang nodded, he pulled Ye Yixin out of the barrier.
Su Mo said to everyone again, "Let's rest for a while, and when the wind is weaker, let's go!" ”
Professor Chen sighed, "So far, that's the only way it can be!" ”
Many people began to close their eyes and recuperate, while many more secretly prayed that the storm would soon end.
"Help!"
"Someone!"
Everyone woke up suddenly, looked back and looked back--that was the location of Sydney Yang and Ye Yixin.
"Not good!"
Su Mo stood up and rushed out first.
………
Not far away, half of Ye Yixin's body fell into the yellow sand, and Sydney Yang was holding Ye's arm tightly.
"Su Mo!"
Seeing Su Mo, Sydney Yang seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, "Hurry up and save people, quicksand, I'm stuck in quicksand..."
Ye Yixin was also desperately begging for help, "Team Leader Su, hurry up and save me!" ”
Quicksand?
This is not quicksand!
Su Mo muttered, and with the light skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, his body rushed out with a "bang", like a radish, and pulled Ye Yixin out with a relaxed face.
The two girls were lying on the ground, their faces full of happiness for the rest of their lives.
Seeing this, Su Mo chuckled, "Don't be afraid. It's not quicksand..."
Ye Yixin and Sydney Yang were stunned for a moment at the same time.
Su Mo explained, "The desert quicksand is very terrifying, if it is really quicksand, with the arc of the struggle between the two of you just now, you two should have been ruthlessly devoured by the quicksand!" ”
"I deduce that there should be a layer of space under this yellow sand!"
“……”
Sydney Yang smacked her tongue, thinking about the situation just now, she found that Su Mo's words still made some sense.
If it was really quicksand, he couldn't pull Ye Yixin alone, and what was even more peculiar was that Xiao Ye stopped there just now and didn't continue to sink down.
"Xiaoye... Snow pear! ”
At this time, Professor Chen, Lao Hu and others also ran over.
Su Mo looked at Ye Yixin and asked, "Miss Ye, think about it, did you feel anything just now?" ”
"Huh? I, I, I..."
Ye Yixin's voice was a little small, and at the same time a little flustered, "I remember that I seemed to have stepped on a stone, and then I kept sinking!" ”
Stone?
Sydney Yang Hu wondered, "How can there be stones in the desert?" Don't... Is it really as Su Mo said, is there still a layer of space underneath? ”
Hu Bayi took out the compass and silently recited the dragon search technique, his face became more and more strange, "It seems that below..."
As he spoke, Hu Bayi looked at Su Mo.
Su Mo disagreed, and motioned for Lao Hu to continue.
Lao Hu got Su Mo's approval, and then said again, "There is an ancient tomb down here!" ”
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ps: There is something wrong with today's work, and I can only change three shifts, and I will make up for it tomorrow!