Yellow soil, high slopes, sandstorms, and endless deserts were one of the cultures of the early Western Regions.
Thousands of years ago, there were countless small countries in this desert, and the Ancient City of Jingjue was the most prominent. At that time, the Jingjue Country ruled all directions, and with the high-intensity exploitation of the Queen of Jingjue, the people were completely miserable.
Perhaps it was because he was bored or bored, Professor Chen began to explain the culture of the Western Regions to everyone. Among the archeologists, he had the highest academic qualifications and the oldest qualifications. He was also the most famous person in the field of archaeology. Most people listened with great interest.
"The culture of the Western Regions is profound and has a long history. Even if we spend our whole lives trying, we won't be able to dig out all the secrets.”
Professor Chen was a little thirsty after the lecture. He took out a water bottle from his backpack and drank a few bottles of cool water. He could not help but sigh.
Sometimes, it wasn't easy to exhaust one's life's energy to figure out something. Now, seeing Professor Chen's powerless appearance, his students and grand-disciples felt sorry for him.
Professor Hao and Professor Chen were both teachers and friends. They had walked for a long time, and Professor Chen had been lecturing the entire way. Everyone listened with great interest, but his physical strength could not withstand it easily.
Professor Hao rode on the camel and shouted at Professor Chen,""Teacher, we've been talking the whole way. Why don't we find a place to rest later?”
"I agree. We've been walking for so long, but we haven't even seen a shadow.”Ye Yixin was a girl after all. Now that they had walked in the desert for so long, taking a break was definitely the best suggestion.
"I think so too. What if we meet aliens in the desert?”Sa Di Peng started to agree.
This group of archaeologists could not endure hardship, but they still wanted to obtain results. Such contradictory psychology was not to be tolerated.
It was just that…everyone had indeed walked in the desert for five to six hours. It would be fine if it was under normal circumstances, but in this endless desert, it was really easy to cause sensory fatigue.
Old Hu used to be a company commander, so he had seen all kinds of harsh environments. Moreover, the archeological team was mostly old and young. The only one who was strong was Jiang Yuye, who was smoking leisurely at the back. He felt that it was not a good idea to continue like this. It was understandable for him to take a break.
"Old man Anman, let's find a place to rest. Everyone is tired.”
"Old Hu is right. A proper rest can promote the recovery of physical strength.”
Fatty and Old Hu grew up in the same pair of pants. The two of them had a tacit understanding. Since Old Hu suggested to rest, how could Fatty not follow?
An Liman, who was leading the way on a camel, smiled helplessly when he heard this."So be it. I wanted to hurry up, but since you suggested it, let's do it.”
An Liman knew that it was useless to say anything. Moreover, he really did not want to bring people into the depths of the desert because there were sandstorms and many strange things there.
He had seen several of them before, and each of them could be said to be fatal. However, he had the responsibility of being a tomb keeper, and he was blessed by the gods and guided by the heavens.
Back then, he had entered the desert with a few companions. In the end, no one survived except him. In the end, other than his identity as the descendant of the tomb keeper, in fact, God had also taken care of him.
Because whenever he was at the end of his rope, there would always be a white camel leading him to a bright future.
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