The leader was looking around on a small hill. After confirming a place, he took out a pick and shovel and started digging. Seeing this scene, Grandpa Hamati finally understood. It seemed like these people were tomb raiders.
The group of people dug for a long time, even using explosives, and finally dug out a small box from the grave.
The leader was very happy. After resting for a while, he prepared to continue walking into the depths of the desert. This time, the old man Hamati was not going to do it no matter what. He told them that there was a saying that had been circulating since ancient times: The depths of Lop Nur were where the demons lived. No one dared to disturb the peace of the demons. Moreover, the few of them had also obtained treasures. It was better to stop while they were ahead.
The leader was not happy. He coaxed and scared Grandpa Hamati to lead the way with a gun. This journey lasted for another ten days. Along the way, they experienced a sandstorm that took the lives of two people. Seeing that the food and water they had brought were almost finished, the leader had no choice but to give up.
However, they had lost their direction. They were surrounded by a boundless desert, and there was no vegetation to distinguish their direction. Moreover, there were no stars at night, so he could only walk aimlessly in one direction.
"We're finished. We've already entered the demon's territory and won't be able to get out for the rest of our lives.”
At that time, the first thought that came to Hamati's mind was that it was time to meet with Amla. He could still hold on for a few days without food, but without water, there was no hope. They had no choice but to kill one camel after another and drink their blood. By the time the last camel fell, they had been lost in the desert for almost two months.
Seeing that there was no more camel blood to drink, what should he do? People could do anything in a desperate situation. Those people finally lost their last bit of humanity. One night, they actually discussed drinking the blood of Lord Hamati.
Fortunately, he overheard it in advance and ran away. The people behind him chased after him while shooting. It was fortunate that Old Man Hamati was lucky. Those people were so hungry and thirsty that they fainted. They were weak and could not even shoot accurately. After running for more than ten minutes, screams suddenly came from behind.
Grandpa Hamati turned around and saw a scene that he would never forget in his life. A lump of sand the size of a truck moved quickly in the desert as if it had a life of its own. Sometimes, it rose into the air, and sometimes, it burrowed into the sand, devouring those people one by one. Gunshots and shouts broke through the night sky, scaring the old man Hamati so much that he fell over and fainted on the spot.
When Old Man Hamati woke up, the sky was already bright. He thought that he had a nightmare last night. However, when he saw the guns scattered on the ground, some pieces of clothes, and the box dug up by the grave robber, he realized that this had really happened. He picked up a gun and the box and turned to run.
Finally, after walking in the desert for two days, before he died, he met a wild camel. He relied on it to find an oasis before leaving Lop Nur. Every time I think about this, I feel a lingering fear in my heart. I think that it has been abandoned by God and has completely become the territory of the devil. Now, I advise us not to go there.
After listening, Team Leader Chen said to Uncle Hamati,""Mr. Hamati Jiang, you said you brought out a box. I wonder if you can show it to us?”
"That won't do." Grandpa Hamati shook his head vigorously and said,""That's a demon's thing. I brought it out to prevent it from harming people.”
Yang Liu wanted to get some clues, so she took the opportunity to say,"How do you know that it belongs to the devil? Did you open it before? Can you tell us what's inside?”
"This…"
Grandpa Hamati paused for a few seconds and told us that he actually didn't know what was inside. It was just that after he came back, he happened to meet a friend from the capital who said that this thing couldn't be opened and had to be "sealed" with a divine token.
Team Leader Chen wanted to make a further request, but I felt that it was time to make up for my mistake. I quickly gave Team Leader Chen a look. I don't need to trouble you with this kind of deception.
I smiled and said,"Ah, Mr. Hamati Jiang, if you don't want to rent a camel, we don't want it." But you're already so old. Why do you have to make up these things to scare us? We're already past the age where we can listen to our mother talk about the past.”
"What is it? I lied to you? Why would I lie to you? I'm telling the truth."
"Alright, alright, I believe you, but whose sand can go up to the sky and into the ground? I'm not afraid that you'll be angry. Could it be that you fainted from hunger and thought that quicksand was a man-eating monster?”
Grandpa Hamati's face darkened after hearing my words. He retorted unhappily,"Young man, do you think I'm blind? I've lived on the edge of the desert for decades.”
Seeing that he had taken the bait, I quickly laughed out loud."Master Hamati Jiang, it's been decades, and you're the only one who came back. You can say whatever you want. But it doesn't matter. We're just passing by anyway, so we'll just treat it as a story. Thank you. Your story is much better than the fairy tales my mother told me when I was young.”
I know that older people tend to care a lot about their reputation, especially people like Mr. Hamati who have a certain status in the village. As expected, Grandpa Hamati was anxious.
"Child, if it wasn't for the fact that it belonged to the devil, I would have let you see it right now.”
"Forget it, my dear uncle. You don't have to prove anything. Just take it that I believe you.”
"You, sigh, it's not that I don't want to prove that I'm not lying, but I really can't watch.”
"Aiya, I'm not afraid that you'll be angry. Grandpa Hamati, you're really old and muddle-headed. Why don't you burn the devil's thing? Besides, so many years had passed. Why hadn't that thing harmed anyone?”
"How can you burn the things of a demon? The demons would take revenge. That thing didn't harm anyone because I've been suppressing it with the mantra of God all these years.”
"That's it, this thing must have been eliminated by the endless power of God. The demon must have felt that this item was worthless, so he was too lazy to take it. Aiya, I've said so much. Anyway, I only have one sentence: Hearing is false, seeing is believing."
Grandpa Hamati couldn't continue. After a while, he sighed and silently turned around to enter the room. The other three looked at me with approval.
After a few minutes, Grandpa Hamati came out with a cloth bag and said to us,"I'll show you now that I'm telling the truth.”
The cloth bag was covered with a thick layer of dust. After opening it, there was an exquisite small box with a Koran on it. This was also the first time Uncle Hamati opened it. We couldn't wait to see what was inside.
"This? What the hell?"
In front of us was an incomplete brocade painting. Looking at the pattern on it, it seemed like we had seen it somewhere before.
"The Mogao Grottoes of Dunhuang?"
Yang Liu was the first to speak. When she said this, I remembered that I had seen a similar picture in history class before.
At this moment, Mosquito and I were both attracted by a pattern on this small half of the brocade painting. The pattern was a cuboid with strange patterns. That's right, it was the key to the Primordial Door.
Team Leader Chen first thanked Uncle Hamati for being willing to show us this box. Then, he said that this brocade painting had a high artistic value, but it was not worth much. However, out of love, he wanted to buy it with a considerable amount of money.
After seeing that it was a rag, Grandpa Hamati let out a sigh of relief. It could be said that he had untied the knot in his heart for decades. Since this isn't a demon's item, there's nothing to be afraid of. Out of gratitude, he immediately agreed to sell it to us along with the box.
So Team Leader Chen rummaged through our wallets and took all the cash from the three of us. There was about 10,000 yuan and he handed it to Uncle Hamati.
We all know that Team Leader Chen is a profiteer. This rag, let alone its artistic and cultural value, is already worth a sky-high price in terms of age.
However, how could Grandpa Hamati know about this? He was so happy that his eyes narrowed into a line and quickly asked his family to slaughter the sheep to entertain him. He found a new handkerchief and wiped the box until it was shiny before handing it to Team Leader Chen. He even said that he would lend the camel to us for free.
Team Leader Chen felt a little guilty. He returned the box to Uncle Hamati and told him that this box was much more valuable than cloth. It was inlaid with gold and silver. If he sold it, he could buy several houses in the capital. We couldn't afford it.
We declined the kindness of Uncle Hamati to slaughter the sheep and left his house with the camels. We were quite happy. We didn't expect to have such an unexpected harvest. There was actually information about the Primordial Gate on the brocade painting.
I led the camel and asked Team Leader Chen if we were going directly to Lop Nur. Team Leader Chen said that he would look at the contents of the brocade painting first.
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