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Hao Aiguo nodded reluctantly.

"I see, teacher, you have been preparing for the Jingjue Ancient City for your whole life."

Old Hu saw that no one had any opinions, and quickly interrupted, "Okay, in that case, let's pack up quickly."

An Liman had been eavesdropping since Hao Aiguo said bad things about him. After everyone finished talking, he came over and said:

"Have you all finished discussing? I have something to say. Now is the windy season, the most dangerous time in the desert. Are you going to die?"

"I can tell you, when you encounter the wind, saving your life is the most important thing. Don't blame me."

Everyone was a little unhappy when they heard An Liman say this.

Old Hu walked up to Anliman and said, "Old man, what do you mean? What do you want to say? It's about money, right?"

Anliman spread his hands and said to several people, "This friend is right. I can't lose a penny of my money. We are all friends."

Professor Chen said seriously, "Brother, we are doing scientific research. How can you say you are sending yourself to die?"

Anliman spread his hands and said indifferently, "Scientific research, I also hope that you can research and come back."

Li Daoxuan couldn't help laughing at Anliman who was greedy for money.

This old man is really bad to the core. However, this old man is still useful.

If the archaeological team didn't have this living map in the desert, I'm afraid these people would never find the ancient city of Jingjue.

They can only leave this old man behind and deal with him later.

Li Daoxuan looked at Professor Chen and others and said, "When you get to the desert, you must listen to Anliman and Lao Hu. If you don't listen and get lost, you will bear the consequences yourself."

Although Professor Chen and others felt that Anliman was not very reliable, in the current environment, only Anliman could do it, and they could only rely on Anliman.

Professor Chen nodded and said to the archaeological team, "Comrade Xiao Li, don't worry, we will all listen to the command of Brother Anliman and Comrade Xiao Hu."

After everyone packed up, they began to rest.

On the morning of the third day, everyone started riding camels.

According to the route instructions, it is to start from Bosten Lake and go south along the ancient river channel of the Peacock River.

Bosten means standing. This name is given because there are three lake-center mountains standing in the lake. In ancient times, this lake was also called Yuhai. It is China's largest inland freshwater intake and spitting lake. The Peacock River originates from here and flows to the depths of the Taklimakan Desert.

The group rode camels and walked for a few days. At the beginning, this group of intellectuals was deeply shocked by the boundlessness of the desert.

The boundless desert was like a yellow sea, and the sun shone on it, shining with thousands of bright points.

Everyone was deeply fascinated by this scene.

Satipeng looked at Anliman, who was leading the team in front, and teased: "Didn't Uncle Anliman say that the desert was dangerous? Where is it dangerous?"

Chu Jian responded: "He must say it's dangerous, he wants more money."

Anliman didn't care when he heard the sarcasm of the two people. He thought: When these people really feel the horror of the desert, it will be too late to beg for mercy. He doesn't know how many teams he has led to the desert, but how many people can get out alive.

Ye Yixin also took the lead in singing, as if he was traveling in the desert.

After walking for a few more days, the archaeological team members were no longer as excited as they were at the beginning.

The fat man rode his camel to the front of Lao Hu's camel and said:

"Is this old man so amazing? I think the camel knows the way better than him."

Lao Hu replied: "What do you know? All the broken ruins and scattered poplars along the way have not escaped his eyes. These things are connected in a string, which is a route."

When the fat man heard Lao Hu say this, he didn't expect Lao Hu to observe so carefully, and he immediately admired him:

"Okay, Lao Hu, you keep a close eye on it."

After walking for a while, when it was almost dusk, everyone began to rest in the same place.

Li Daoxuan saw that the people in the archaeological team had to wash their hands with water when they rested and ate, and he felt a little speechless.

If this continues, it will not be long before the water they brought with them will be squandered by them.

However, Li Daoxuan and others were not too worried. When they left, they stored a lot of food and water in the storage ring.

If the archaeological team really ran out of water, the rest would depend on the mood of Li Daoxuan and others.

Shirley Yang took photos of the dilapidated buildings around her while everyone was resting.

An Liman pointed to the mountain where Shirley Yang was taking photos and said:

“I sawWell, those two mountains are called the Holy Tomb Mountain, and there are wind-eroded mushrooms more than five meters high on the mountain. "

"Take some photos while you are still alive."

Shirley Yang heard An Liman say this and continued to take photos without caring.

Li Daoxuan walked in front of Shirley Yang and said:

"The scenery in the desert is beautiful, right?"

Shirley Yang responded: "It's so beautiful."

Old Hu walked to the side of the two and said:

"Our next conditions will be more difficult. We are not worried about food, but the water is consumed too quickly. If we continue like this, we are likely to be buried in the desert. "

Shirley Yang immediately understood that this was for her. Li Daoxuan and others all had storage rings, and Yingzi also said that they would bring some water, but the people in the archaeological team have been wasting water resources. If they continue to waste like this, Li Daoxuan and others may have to abandon the archaeological team.

Li Daoxuan and Lao Hu walked in front of Anliman, and Lao Hu asked first:

"Grandpa, how many times have you led people halfway and then turned back?"

Anliman took a sip of water and said, "To tell you the truth, you are the ones who have persisted the longest. Go back and don't die in vain."

"I know why you are going to the ancient city of Jingjue. It is said that there are a lot of gold and silver treasures there, but no one has ever been able to find them."

"What we just walked on is actually not a desert. After crossing the river bend, we enter the black desert, which is the real desert. "

Li Daoxuan glanced at An Liman and said:

"Our purpose this time is indeed to go to the ancient city of Jingjue. The black desert you mentioned can indeed scare them."

Li Daoxuan pointed at the archaeological team.

"However, the black desert is nothing to us. Just watch and see how we get through the terrifying black desert you mentioned."

Li Daoxuan confidently pointed at Lao Hu, Fatty, and Yingzi.

An Liman looked at the three people seriously when he heard what Li Daoxuan said, but with his short-sightedness, he naturally couldn't see anything. He thought Li Daoxuan was bragging.