Ayimu Khan was completely moved by Diaoye's words, and Ayimuhan walked over tremblingly, as if he had spanned a century in just a few steps!
He came to the mummy of the northwest guide, carefully looked at the withered face, and muttered: "I can't cry, it's not him, my son is not dead yet."
Ayimhan was worried that as soon as his tears fell to the ground, everything would really become a reality.
But the deceased was his son. Every time he confirmed a part, the pain in his heart deepened. At the end of the day, he pulled out a Dzi bead pendant from under the opponent's sand towel.
The moment he saw the dzi beads, the tears that Ayimhan was holding back rushed to his cheeks, and he cried out: "Zal, my Zal..."
He threw his whole body on the mummy, cried loudly, and called his son's name in grief.
But Zahle will never respond to him!
At this time, a stranger's voice suddenly came to my ears: "When I go back, I will never come to this ghost desert again."
"Who says otherwise! The gold bar given by the foreigners is enough to treat my wife's illness. If it weren't for the suffering in the world, who would want to be homeless."
It turned out to be the two people in the Sino-US joint inspection team who had a conflict.
One is a translator and the other is an expert.
What's strange is that they didn't raise their daggers and fists to kill each other like they did in the previous death circle.
But they are as close as brothers, walking shoulder to shoulder and walking into the distance.
Behind them came the shouts of the foreigners leading the group: "Stop! Stop! Stop!"
The bearded foreigner sitting there looked at another Chinese expert: "Sir, do you still want to find water?"
The expert threw away the hiking pole in his hand and shook the sand off his clothes.
"No, let's go home this time!"
The northwest guide who was standing not far away at a loss was Ayim Khan's son Zal.
He was no longer confused and turned his head to look at us steadily.
No, to be more precise, he was looking at Ayim Khan!
Zaler's mouth moved, and then he showed a satisfied smile. He knelt on the ground and kissed the desert one last time.
Ayimu Khan burst into tears and shouted: "Don't leave, I won't let you leave."
"Your mother-in-law misses you so much. You have a younger brother. Zahle comes back, comes back..."
But Zahle left without looking back.
Later I learned that kissing the desert is the unique way of saying goodbye for the Yumenguan people.
People here are born in the desert and return to the desert after death. They become a wisp of wind and a speck of dust, and they will always protect their hometown!
We came to the oasis again. The Welwitschia at the entrance had all withered, and only the small river meandering through it was still clear.
We planned to go over to fetch water, but we found that there were many fresh footprints by the river. Lao Jiang took a closer look, and his eyes immediately turned sharp: "Warner, it's Warner and the others!"
Yin Ling'er bit her lip: "They are not dead? Could it be that they were exposed to our light and sneaked out when the fog cleared?"
"Eighty percent so." Lao Jiang replied.
Suddenly Yin Ling'er pointed to the ground with sharp eyes: "Hey, what is that?"
I saw a piece of broken jade Bagua on the sand. The Bagua was green with emerald green. It was definitely not ordinary at first glance.
There were just a few drops of dried blood on it, as if someone had vomited blood in order to break the formation.
After picking it up, Mr. Feng took a closer look and said: "This is the innate yin and yang Bagua card. It has the birth date and eight characters engraved on it. It is obviously the birth magic weapon of an expert... He forcibly used the Yang energy of the Bagua card to tear this place apart. The Yin Qi led the team to forcefully break through. "
"In the end, my magic weapon broke into pieces, and I was forced to bleed out of my heart!"
"This person is not simple."
This was the first time I heard Mr. Feng praise someone, and there was even a hint of worry in his eyebrows.
We need to leave this place as soon as possible to prevent Warner's ambush!
Before departure, Ayim Khan asked us to check things to avoid missing anything.
Everyone hung the water bags and food on the camels, and I carefully checked the backpack. After all, there were two precious clay statues inside.
But when I just opened my backpack, I was shocked by what I saw.
The Garuda image is still strong, but the Kinnara image is broken into eight petals.
Could it be that it was damaged during the fight with the demon?
It's over, Lao Jiang will definitely peel off my skin this time...
I hugged my backpack so nervously that I almost burst into tears. At this moment, Yin Ling'er noticed something was wrong with me and jumped over to me: "Li Jinglan, what are you doing standing there in a daze? We've already set off."
"No, you're crying?" Yin Ling'er caught the expression on my face, and when her eyes fell on a pile of debris in the backpack, she couldn't help shouting: "Oh my god, the clay statue is broken."
"Li Jinglan, you're done!"
This scream was no less than a thunderbolt in the clear sky, attracting everyone, and Lao Jiang even rushed over quickly.
I immediately hid my backpack behind my back: "Master, I'm joking with Ling'er."
At this moment, I had used all my acting skills, but Lao Jiang stretched out a hand seriously: "Bring it here."
"Don't think Master is blind!"
When he saw the original twin Kinnara statues of a man and a woman, now only fragments remained, Lao Jiang's eyes almost killed people: "I gave the things to you, and this is how you kept them?"
I was about to burst into tears and explained: "I don't know why it broke. What's more, the two clay statues were wrapped in a change of clothes specifically for cushioning."
"Unexpectedly, Garuda seems to be fine, but Kinnara is broken..."
Big beads of sweat dripped from my forehead, and I couldn't find the words to defend myself. My voice became lower and lower, and finally it was like a mosquito buzzing: "If I can stick it back together, I will have made up for it. "
Lao Jiang said dumbfounded: "If I cut you into eight pieces and glue them together, would you still be intact?"
"Alas! This clay statue is of great importance. If we can't find the pagoda, all our efforts will be in vain..."
I felt so guilty that I even saw Xiao Wu’s young and immature face in front of me. This clay statue was obtained with Xiao Wu’s life.
I didn't protect it.
Guilt and self-blame all came to my mind, and I could only pick up the pieces.
Gradually, I suddenly discovered something was wrong.
Why is there a pattern on the back of this fragment?
Everyone was still discussing what to do. Lao Jiang kept apologizing, saying that he didn't think well and didn't take good care of the statue. If you want to blame him, just blame him.
Diao Ye and Xiang Wanli were both very generous, waving their hands and saying it was okay. Li Jinglan's performance along the way was already very good...
I patiently put all the patterned fragments together, and I was shocked to find that these fragments all came from the belly of the Kinnara statue.
The man on the left has a miniature map drawn on his belly, and the woman on the right has a string of text written on her belly.
When the pictures and texts on both sides are connected together, it looks very much like the treasure map that was cracked earlier.
I shouted Diaoye's name and asked him to come over quickly.
Master Diao heard the sound and came over. When he saw the pattern, his eyes couldn't help but light up: "It's done!"
