Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

July.

But most of the time it is hot, and with global warming, I always feel that summer is extending indefinitely.

One morning in the middle of the year, we set off again to the northwest.

But this time, we will go to Shunzi’s home in Gansu first. We will determine the place we are looking for based on the basic conditions of excavation in the mountains behind Shunzi’s home. Obviously, the mountain behind his home has not been discovered yet, at least there has not been any news report, especially in that dry and hot place, which is inaccessible.

This time, together with Mo Lan and his assistant Zhen Yi, there were four people in total.

But the team behind Mo Lan is really strong and the road is smooth, so we don't have to worry about the backup problem.

Although Shunzi's brother died, Shunzi still insisted on taking his brother's ashes back to his hometown for burial. Perhaps it is similar to our southern customs. People who die must return to their roots.

Therefore, Shunzi looked a little depressed along the way and didn't say anything.

When we arrived at the county seat of Shunzi's hometown, we decided to settle here for one night and set off early tomorrow morning. It was always not safe to set off at night.

This is an autonomous county for ethnic minorities, dozens of kilometers west of Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes. It is so remote that it was already midnight when we arrived.

The county town is not particularly big, and is almost surrounded by buildings made of stones. It should be located in the ancient city, so most of the buildings look very old and have hardly been renovated.

Maybe it was because of the weather that it closed early.

There were few shops open.

However, unfortunately, we haven't found a place to stay, and there is a wind and sand.

Fortunately, I had the experience I had when I first went to the northwest, so I wasn't so nervous when I saw the wind and sand again this time. But soon, the wind and sand suppressed it, and then the surrounding area became quiet. However, it was still very cold at night. I thought it must be only a few degrees. The temperature difference between day and night is really big.

Shunzi said to find a place to stay first, because if he rushed in the middle of the night, he might get lost. He said that the road here is very strange. It looks like a clear road ahead, but in the middle of the night, it might fall into a ravine. If it is shallow, it may cause the car to overturn, but if it is deep, it is hard to say. All uncertainties are gone.

Shunzi took us to a hotel.

No wonder I can't find a place to stay. The hotel here depends on the architecture, so only people who live here understand it. Almost no outsiders understand it, but few outsiders are willing to come.

First, there are no tourism resources, and second, the environment is harsh. In other words, if a storm comes at any time, the county may be buried underground. Who would dare to come? However, most people have been living here for generations, and there is nothing they can do about it. The rich people have gone out to buy houses and land, and who will come back to this place where nothing matters.

Naturally, there are fewer and fewer people.

"What are you..."

The shop owner looked like a man in his thirties, who should be a local ethnic minority. His hair was also wrapped with some patterns. He was also very surprised when he saw us outsiders.

"Staying in the hotel, are there any vacancies?"

Shunzi asked.

"Yes, yes, but they are all Datong shops, and there are still a few merchants on their way there. No, the wind and sand are so strong that they can't even leave." The man replied.

"Datong Store?"

Zhen Yi frowned.

"Yes, but in the middle of the night, there are not many rooms available." The man seemed a little impatient.

"Why, wasn't this place very deserted before? Why is it so full?"

Shunzi felt a little strange and asked.

The man said, I don’t know what’s going on recently. Originally, there were only a few people in this remote place, but in the past few days, more and more people have come. It seems that I heard that they are businessmen coming here to do business. , all crowded together. But now that there is a business, who cares so much? I didn’t ask any more questions.

"That would be strange."

"Hey, can you guys stay in the hotel?" The man was a little impatient and curled his lips. It was obvious that he hadn't woken up from his drowsiness. Who had time to chat with you?

"Stay, of course, stay in a hotel."

A few of us paid the money, and the man took us to a large room on the second floor.

Li Dakui and I didn't have anything to do. When we saw the rows of people in front of us, we wanted to stay if we could. However, I underestimated Mo Lan and Zhen Yi. They didn't say anything, they just quietly found a corner and lay down. Sleep with clothes on. As a student of archeology, I naturally know how difficult it is in the wild. If you have a room where you can sleep, it is equivalent to a five-star hotel. What else can you ask for?

Obviously, they also have experience in surviving in the wild.

There were many people living around Datong's shop, but they were all asleep at this time, and snoring could be heard everywhere.

I slept like this until morning, when I was woken up by Li Dakui's startle.