Talking about archeology, your Kowloon coffin tattoo was exposed

Huo Jilin chuckled lightly after observing Sa Dipeng's appearance.

It turns out that it feels so good that others can't get used to themselves and can't kill themselves.

After some tossing, the group finally got into the truck.

[Ding Dong ~ Congratulations to the host for breaking through 10% of the progress of the first round of tomb exploration, Ying Long has been promoted to the second order, which can summon phantoms and increase the host's combat effectiveness, please keep up the host's efforts, and when the progress reaches 50%, new items will be opened for the host]

On the truck, the voice of the system sounded.

Huo Jilin first looked around vigilantly, and after finding that there was nothing abnormal, he happily began to think about this second stage of tattoos.

Just a first-order Ying Dragon was able to fight off fire ladybugs with his own blood.

Isn't the phantom even more powerful

? If this is promoted to the highest level, then it will be worth?

Huo Jilin began to look forward to the highest-level Ying Long.

Shirley Yang only rested for a short while, then approached Huo Jilin with the information, and explained to Huo Jilin with the map.

"Mr. Huo, according to Professor Chen's previous plan and I, we plan to set off from Bosten Lake and head south to find the channel of the ancient Peacock River, and enter the depths of the desert through the river. "

Then go south along the Ziduyan River, all the way to find the ruins of the exquisite ancient city, take a look, do you want to prepare something?"

Huo Jilin asked Shirley Yang to pick up the paper and write it down.

"Plenty of duct tape, water, food, and thick padded jackets and oranges.

Wang Kaixuan was shocked: "We are going to the desert to find the exquisite ancient city, and we are not traveling, why do we still bring cotton jackets and fruits? Brother Huo, don't you know that the desert is very hot?"

Huo Jilin explained: "The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large, and the temperature difference between day and night can reach 50 degrees Celsius.

"The duct tape was prepared for Miss Shirley Yang to take pictures, so I don't need to talk about water and food. "

You were asked to bring oranges to supplement your livelihood... Forget it, you don't understand, European fishermen rely on eating oranges to prevent sepsis.

Wang Kaixuan's face was shocked: "Brother Huo, how do you know so much, you won't have gone to Europe to fish, right?"

Huo Ji was speechless for a while: "Yes, I am the fish hook."

Although Shirley Yang felt puzzled, she still recorded everything Huo Jilin said word for word.

After the recording, Shirley Yang looked at everyone with a serious face: "Then if there is no problem, I hope that as soon as we arrive at the place, we will set off immediately."

As soon as he heard Shirley Yang's words, Wang Kaixuan's face suddenly appeared a little angry:

"What! Leave immediately?"

"Look at how tired everyone is for you! You still don't let people live!"

"I'll tell you! Now it's the working people who are in charge."

Shirley Yang frowned and explained to Wang Kaixuan:

"Mr. Wang, the note says that only in the wind season can you find the Exquisite Ancient City.

"This year's typhoon season has come, and if it is delayed, I am afraid it will be too late.

Wang Kaixuan glanced at Hu Bayi.

Hu Bayi's expression was serious: "This time we must not talk on paper again, we must find someone who is familiar with the local situation, especially someone who is familiar with the desert."

Huo Jilin nodded: "Brother Hu is right. After

several people reached a consensus, they bumped all the way and finally came to the town closest to the Exquisite Ancient City.

The mayor of the town, Wang Bawan, enthusiastically introduced the town, and after hearing that a few people were going into the desert, Wang Bawan immediately invited a few people into the local yamen.

In the courtyard of the Yamen, more than a dozen camels were grazing.

Wang Bawan didn't introduce too much to the grass and trees in this yamen, but went straight into a room with a few people.

In the room, sat a nomadic dressed man of about fifty years old.

Wang Bawan pointed at the man and said, "His name is An Liman, and he is the most familiar with the desert in our town. The

crowd looked at Anliman, who was clasping his hands into fists and reciting the oath of prayer in his mouth.

Chen Jiuren respectfully stepped forward and introduced himself:

"Hello, old brother, we are archaeologists from the capital, and we would like to ask you to be our guide and take us into the desert.

An Liman was still reciting the oath of prayer, ignoring Chen Jiuren at all.

Chen Jiuren was slightly embarrassed and smiled wryly.

Seeing that An Liman didn't give face to his teacher like this, Sa Di Pengchang couldn't sit still and reminded very dissatisfied: "Eh, I'm talking to the old man! My teacher is talking to you

!

Chen Jiuren patted Sa Dipeng and motioned him to stop talking.

Several people took turns to start verbal bombardment of An Liman, but An Liman remained motionless and no one paid attention to him.

As the original book, Huo Jilin of course knew that An Liman's lifeblood was his camel, and chuckled

: "I just saw a few camels in the yard, why are they all skinny and listless

?" "Don't you know how to raise them?"

An Liman opened his eyes and said angrily: "Wang Bawan! What's the matter with you! Didn't you say that you should treat my camel well?"

Wang Bawan clapped his hands: "Ouch, who hasn't treated your camel well! These are people from Beijing, who are here on behalf of the country, and they want to go into the desert, and when they ask you how many times, you squeak

!" "I'm not going!"

An Liman waved his hand, "I won't go to death."

An Liman said as he walked out of the door, stroking his camel with a distressed face.

Shirley Yang didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw out a high price:

"If you can take us into the desert, I can give you a reward of five thousand yuan."

When An Liman heard the price, he nodded with satisfaction: "If you say this, then it's easy to say, but it's the wind season, and it will take two months to wait."

Wang Kaixuan said viciously: "Eh, you old man, we can't wait for you for two months

!" Shirley Yang thought about it again, and said: "That's it, old man, I will give another 5,000 Daolang, and when we all come out of the Exquisite Ancient City, 10,000 Daolang, and send it to your house immediately!"

An Liman waved his hand: "Why do I need so many knives? I can't fit it at home!"

Shirley Yang took out a small denomination of US dollars from her purse and presented it to An Liman with both hands:

"I'm from a beautiful country, dollor, beautiful country's money."

An Liman's eyes lit up in an instant, although the town was remote, but he still knew that the beautiful people were stupid and had a lot of money.

One dollar in the beautiful country can be exchanged for two yuan of Daxia money, so this trip can earn 20,000 yuan.

At this time, the per capita annual income was only 1,000 Xia yuan.

This trip will make you money that you can't spend in your lifetime.

It is impossible for anyone to refuse this.

Hearing this price, Wang Kaixuan and Hu Bayi were stunned.

On this trip, all the money and equipment were provided by Shirley Yang alone.

Now Great Xia bans guns and ammunition, and all the weapons and equipment in their hands have been moved back from the beautiful country.

Plus the salaries of several of them.