Chapter 2 A Trip to the Northwest

At night, Ling Fengzi leaned out of the yellow paper, respectfully lit incense for the ancestral master, and knelt down in front of the desk until dawn.

He wanted to live forever and was stupid, he made mistakes again and again, and followed King Chujiang to kill too many evils, and his sins were unforgivable, and he should have been punished by going to the eighteenth layer of hell.

But severely punished him, and it was difficult to hide what King Chujiang had committed, so the final result was that it was no longer over, he was deprived of his position as a city god, and he was driven out of the capital to fend for himself.

At the current rate of decay of his soul, it would not be a few years before he would be wiped out. When Ling Fengzi had nowhere to go, the first thing he thought of was Xuan Qingguan.

It was the place where he had lived for decades, and he vaguely remembered that when the war was raging, he served as an underground liaison, settled the wounded, covered the people, and was a good man who was passed on by word of mouth among the people around him.

Those admiration and faith are not comparable to the merits of a few pillars of incense, and he died satisfied, feeling that this life was complete, and that he was a enlightened person with the world in mind.

Revisited the old place, but even the ancestor couldn't tolerate him, and when he was almost slashed by thunder and fire, Kong Qianyu appeared.

She left a sentence that she knew today, why bother at the beginning, she no longer cared about him, let him live in the Taoist temple, the yellow table paper on the wall can allow him to not be disturbed by yang energy during the day, and at night, he knelt in front of the case to ask for guilt.

At the end of the day, he woke up.

Five hours later, the plane landed at an airport in the northwest, and an SUV drove them to the depths of the desert, and the driver of the car was called Wang Qingshun, a veteran, skilled, and one of the support personnel invited by the institute, because he was not a professional, he was not responsible for going to the grave, and only provided logistical support.

There were only three of them in the car, and Xue Wuwei handed over a cigarette and began to talk with Wang Qingshun.

"Brother Wang, how far are we from the ancient tomb now?"

"If it goes well, it will take more than two hours to drive, and it will be enough to choke before dark." The northwest day is long, the sun sets late, and it is now more than seven o'clock, and a round of red sun is still hanging high in the sky.

"And where are we staying tonight?" The cemetery under dark is purely an act of looking for death, and the zongzi are strong at night.

"A few tents have been temporarily set up on the edge of the ancient tomb, and our conditions are limited, so a few people will have to bear more." Wang Qingshun was very polite, and looked at Xuan Tian, who was sleeping soundly, from the rearview mirror, but he couldn't help it.

"It's not that I'm talkative, you still have children, why are you wading in this troubled water?" Money is not important to life, Wang Qingshun has an income of 500 yuan for a trip, he is already very satisfied, and he will not envy these fools who go forward to make a lot of money.

As the aborigines of the northwest, there are all kinds of legends in the local area, all of which are terrifying and terrifying.

Xue Wuwei didn't explain too much, and changed the topic: "How many batches did we arrive?" Did the people in front of them go back or didn't come up? ”

This is not easy to reply, Wang Qingshun squeaked for a long time, and asked: "Do you really want to earn this money?" ”

Xue Wuwei took the opportunity to stuff a few hundred yuan into the past: "We have friends who went in and didn't come out, this time we will go down to save people no matter what, big brother, you are familiar with this place, tell us about the situation, and prepare early." ”

Wang Qingshun nodded, accepted the money, lit a cigarette again, and slowly opened the chatterbox.

All the way to the west, the afterglow of the sun finally gradually sank and disappeared, and along with it, there was also the blood on Xue Wuwei's body.

According to Wang Qingshun, their area is part of the ancient Silk Road, and there used to be a splendid ancient civilization, known as Kumi.

Like the other vassal states on the Silk Road, the appearance and disappearance of the ancient kingdom were extremely mysterious, and in the end, the civilization it created was buried under the yellow sand, leaving little written record.

The ancient country of Kumi is not large, and the number of people is not large, so everything about it, even archaeologists know very little, so the discovery of this ancient tomb is particularly important, through its excavation and research, we can understand the tip of the iceberg of this mysterious ancient country more than 1,000 years ago.

Wang Qingshun said this, took a puff of cigarette, opened the window and threw the cigarette butt out, looking very annoyed: "Our rules passed down from generation to generation, don't detain the cemetery, otherwise something unlucky will happen." ”

"There's a drought girl in there."

When Xue Wuwei heard this, his face turned green. He turned his head to look at Kong Qianyu in the back seat.

She was bored with her mobile phone since she got into the car, and finally raised her head at this time, and Xuan Tian, who had been pretending to sleep, opened her eyes and began to listen carefully to Wang Qingshun.

Not seeing the frightened look on their faces, Xue Wuwei was still a little uneasy: "Kong Daoyou, you know what a drought is, right?" ”

"Is there this thing here?" If it's true, it's a bit of a hassle indeed. Kong Qianyu turned his head to look out the window, the desert that was flying quickly was boundless, and occasionally a few half-dead drought-tolerant plants were quite like the territory of the drought. The same drought and no rain, the same inaccessible.

"There will be a sacrificial activity in our village every year, saying that it is to worship ancestors, but even the oldest old Ah Yi can't tell whose ancestors are sacrificed."

"When they wanted to excavate the ancient tomb, the people around them disagreed, saying that they would disturb the mother and cause a big disaster. But how could people listen to us, we found the entrance to the tomb in less than two days, and even found a few robbery holes. ”

"It's a pity that none of the first people who went in came up, half a month has passed, no one is alive, no corpse is dead, the old Ah Yao of our village said that this is for the drought fish Niangniang as a sacrifice to eat."

"Who knew they would send a second group of people, you are already the third group."

"Did the second group come out?" Xue Wuwei only knew that his friends were the first to enter, and before they came, he hadn't heard anything about the second group of people.

Wang Qingshun paused: "There is a second batch of people in our village, who have not come out for more than three days, Ah Hao said that he must be dead, and his parents are going to cry blind at home." ”

Unlike Wang Qingshun, who wanted to take the opportunity to make a little money, many of the strong laborers in the nearby villages were dazzled by the high bonuses.

It is said that it is a nearby village, but in fact, it is not a day's journey from the ancient tomb, and even near the entrance of the real ancient tomb, there is no road at all, and you need to walk to get in.

Wang Yakun is about the same age as Wang Qingshun, he has been working outside for a few years, and he realized what it means to make money and make, so he returned to the village and went out to pick medicinal herbs, mushrooms and other mountain goods twice a year to live.

This time, it was his father who was seriously ill, and the huge medical expenses could not be paid by the family, he was so anxious that he went to the wall, and happened to encounter the research institute recruiting people at a high price, so he went, but the money was not earned, not to mention, the person must have lost his shadow, and he didn't know how to let the old couple live in the future.

(End of chapter)