The next morning, at 5 o'clock, my mobile phone alarm clock rang. After all, I had to rush to Fatty Friends in advance, otherwise I wouldn't want to get up so early. Then I called Fatty and the others. Everyone prepared and waited for the waiter to check the room before starting the road. Before leaving, I walked quietly to the black Audi window at the door and looked inside carefully. However, there was a black film on the side of the glass and couldn't see anything clearly, and the front was covered with a layer of sunscreen.

The fat man and the others had already gotten into the car, so I ran over and opened the trunk and took out a few bottles of canned food and drinks. Everyone was eating canned food and drinking drinks in the car and driving forward. Because it was past 5 o'clock in the morning, there were very few vehicles in Urumqi. The fat man drove away from the suburbs of Urumqi and ran along the road leading to Taklamakan. But when it reached more than 100 kilometers, the asphalt road in front reached the end. Instead, it was replaced by a compacted dirt road. This highway was generally stopped for no reason.

Although there is a flat dirt road ahead, it is not flat. It is full of bumpy pits and uneven dirt mounds next to it. At this time, I said to the fat man: "Fat man, this is the time to test our modern Beijing. I hope that the remaining 400 kilometers of road will not be broken if the wheels of this car will be gone. Otherwise, it will be broken in the place where there is no village or shop in the front, we will be staring at you!"

The fat man had no choice but to slow down. If he really broke it, everyone would either wait for the fat man’s buddy to come and rescue him or run naked to the front line.

The further we drove, the more sand and soil we were slowly presenting in front of us. We slowly entered a road with sand and soil on all sides. Based on the kilometer table in the car, we had already driven more than halfway. At this time, the road surface could no longer tell which dirt road was, so we could only move forward based on our feelings...

The car was very damaged, and the sound of the car engine has also become hoarse from the normal engine sound in the past to the present. It seems that the engine is constantly coughing. The speed of the car is not as fast as before. While driving, there is a large sand dune not far away. According to his friend's description, it seems that passing through this sand dune is a gravel road, and then you can find the small hotel.

When the fat man drove to the half slope of the sand dune, the whole car was spinning in place. I was worried that the car would overturn on the half slope, so Xudong and I got out of the car and were about to push it in the back. But as soon as we got off the car, we felt the friction and pain of the wind and sand blew on our faces. Then, we took out the desert suit we had bought from the trunk, put on the desert scarf and black sunglasses, and applied sunscreen on our faces. Then everyone pushed hard from the back, and the fat man stepped on the accelerator in the car and drove forward. But no matter how we pushed, the fat man's car wheel was spinning in place.

Then the fat man fell back down the slope, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed up with inertia. We followed behind and pushed up hard, and the car barely passed! What caught us was a gravel road as big as a football field. There was a pothole next to it, with water inside. And there was a hotel 100 meters outside the pool. It happened to be a hotel. It was better to say that it was a large wooden building than a hotel. It was really surprising to think of the wooden inns these days.

Then we planned to walk over. After all, there was water in front of us, so we could drink some water. When we walked over and looked at the clear water, we heard someone shouting at the entrance of the inn: "Oh! Don't drink that water!"

I thought the water was poisonous, so Hanzi and Xudong didn't dare to drink it, so I walked over and looked at the man's dress, it seemed like a messenger. I said, "Haha! What's wrong with the water? It's poisonous?"

The man said, "Oh, I am the shop's friend, don't do anything about the water! There is water in this area. We collect spring water at night and then distribute it to everyone. If you get dirty, how can others drink it?"

I thought to myself, damn, so that's the case. I had known that I would have pretended not to hear me before I could drink it first. I saved you from whining here. The fat man parked the car, and then we walked into this wooden hotel.

As soon as we entered the hall, there were dozens of tables in it. In the center, there were two tall and mighty men eating meat and drinking white wine. Not far away were sitting next to it, a woman and a man drinking tea. When the two men in the middle saw us coming in, they laughed: "I thought they were from the Middle East, ah! It turned out to be a few local buns." Obviously the man was drunk too much.

I looked at them carefully and found that these people were from Xinjiang, with deep eye sockets and tall figures. But they were very interesting to wear. Both of them were wearing leather vests and a black leather case on their waists, which were probably daggers inside. At first I thought they were from the underworld in the hotel before, but they did not have the tattoo of the pair of snakes on their arms.

The fat man took a step forward: "You and I don't know each other, who are you, the damn buns?"

The fat man has always had a bad temper. He was so angry that he was in a hotel in Urumqi last time. Now he met someone to harm us again, so the fat man could not hold back.

Another big man stood up and said, "There are no fucking good things that can come here. Which road do you have to sign up!"

I thought to myself that these people are not good people. Just when the stalemate was in a state of stalemate, I heard a sentence from the upper floor: "They are our people, do you have any problems?" The voice seemed to be made by a woman.

The fat man looked up and laughed, "Lin Sisi, you made me so hard!" It was the fat man's friend who made the same voice as a woman.

I looked up and saw that this guy was fatter than the fat man. It seemed that another heavyweight person had been added to our team. No wonder the fat man became good friends with Lin Sisi. I thought it seemed that Lin Sisi’s food at the Archaeology Institute was good!

Then Lin Sisi walked down the stairs next to her. There was also a young man who came down with glasses, who looked like a cultural person in his outfit. Everyone was kind to each other. It turned out that the glasses were the captain of the archaeological team appointed by the director of the Xinjiang Archaeology Research Institute. This time, Lin Sisi and some archaeological elites were taken to conduct preliminary investigations. Once it was confirmed that there was indeed an ancient tomb, a large number of archaeologists would come later.

Through conversations with these two people, Lin Sisi was as carefree as a fat man, but she lacked a bit of a manly temperament and a bit like an old lady's personality. The glasses next to her were taciturn, but the words said were all from Zou Zou.

At this time, the two Xinjiang men next to them were eating meat, drinking and drinking, speaking Uyghur language that we couldn't understand. I think they should know the identity of Lin Sisi and this glasses. Otherwise, they wouldn't have changed so quickly. At this time, I looked at the woman and the middle-aged man not far away. My intuition told me that the woman always looked at us, or to be precise, she looked at me. Because I saw it just when I glanced at that woman. I believed in my feelings.

At this time, Lin Sisi said, "You have also seen that the people next to us are following us. These are the archaeological elites recruited by our director!"

After Lin Sisi said this, I looked at the two Xinjiang men again. I thought to myself: Such a rude person didn’t expect that he was an archaeological elite? These strange things happen every year, but I didn’t expect that they all came today!

And Yinjiang said: "We only need to detect whether there are tombs nearby and what kind of tombs are. How to do archaeological excavations, and other things will be done by someone! You will receive a certain hard-earned fee when you look back!"

I heard what Glasses said! We came here to find the specific location of the tomb. Then we sent home after we finished our business. We couldn't even see what was in the tomb. So running far away is not an international joke? These are all things I thought to myself. Xudong looked at me, and I looked at the fat man. Everyone knew in their hearts, but no one wanted to break the window paper.

In fact, Jingjing didn't realize at that time that although the archaeological elites recruited by the director of the Archaeology Institute each had certificates and recommendations from famous archaeological schools, they all had their own ulterior motives and were some desperate people. The consequences of Jingjing's shallowness in handling things were simply too serious. Of course, this is all a later story...

At this time, Yinjiang stood up and said, "Dear archaeological elites. Everyone comes from all over the world. As the captain of this archaeological team, it is necessary for everyone to know and communicate with each other. This is also for honest cooperation. It will also help the development and future of our Xinjiang Archaeological Institute......" A bunch of clichés from literati.

However, after listening to the introduction of glasses, the man and woman came over to sit down. Later, during a conversation, they learned that the young woman was a leader. She was named Tang Ling, with a very pretty figure, a slim figure and elegant connotation. She had a small red mouth under her white and tender skin. Her glasses were big and beautiful, and she looked very energetic overall. Although she was wearing a shallow monotonous desert uniform, the inner beauty could not be blocked even by darkness. The middle-aged man next to her was Wencheng, who had a beard and looked quite realistic.

After all, as the two Xinjiang men said, the people who came here to get archaeology were not good people! I think no matter how much we say, we still like to communicate with enthusiastic people.

Finally, Glasses said that we were all here and we would set off early tomorrow morning, so we all prepared today. Looking back at the glasses, we asked if we had any tools. I wondered at the time, what tools should we bring here? Later I found out that the two groups of people brought their own Luoyang shovels and some guys who fought back, and the two big men also brought their own detection equipment. When we said we didn't bring anything, Glasses seemed to look down on us and told Lin Sisi next to us that she was a little tired today and went back to her room to rest.

After a while, Tang Ling also said she would go back to the room to rest, and then walked up the stairs with Wen Dahuzi and entered the guest room. At first I thought this was a couple, but then I saw them entering the two guest rooms before denying their ideas. The two Xinjiang men glanced at us and sang happily and returned to the room staggeringly!

When the fat man saw that they didn't take us as a group of people at all, he didn't even think of him! He didn't even bother to fight: "I said brother! We are not here to fight back. When did you, Fat Master, have you been neglected so much? This is too unreasonable!"

Lin Sisi lowered her voice and said to us, "Aliang, you can relieve the fire. He is that person, he has a background, haha! His name is Cheng Qiang, and his father is the second-in-command in the institute. Although we asked us to check this strange phenomenon (the incident of a bleed from a Luoyang shovel) and left, he just talked casually, but the most important thing is to figure out what treasures are buried inside. Then I can't say more about it later. As brothers, I can only click here. But don't worry, after you figure out what's in the tomb, he will definitely not be able to give you less money. Why are we going out from all over the world? Isn't it just for money? If you drive as far as you are, just give you an archaeological pass, and the fuel expenses for this trip to the border will be reimbursed!"

I thought to myself: What kind of shit is this shit! Nowadays, chickens are starting to hang up arches. Wouldn't we just say that we've finished using us and kicked us away? But then I thought again, aren't the archaeological elites in the country more professional than those recruited from society? Then why do we still have to recruit from society? Did they know that there was any danger in this tomb? Let us use us to check the reality and reality, and secondly, I really don't dare to think about it. This is not something that the country could not use in the late Qing Dynasty...............!
Chapter completed!