In the early morning of 21, the guest tent suddenly became silent, and only the sound of Yan Ye breathing heavily could be heard. This big shot in the tomb robbing world, who had traveled all over the country and experienced strong winds and waves, became as excited as a fledgling boy at this moment.
"Do you really want to know? Really want to know?" he asked excitedly, his eyes widening.
I shrugged my shoulders and typed a key on the laptop keyboard to display a simple schematic diagram of the tunnel on the screen. According to the size marks, proceed one hundred and seventy meters from the stone monument to the outer shell of the Tucrack Khan Pyramid.
.At the same time, geological data show that the location of the tunnel is just sand with no abnormalities, and it is impossible for such large rocks to appear.
Su Lun was very calm, picked up the kettle and refilled everyone's paper cups with coffee, and said lightly: "Mr. Tanye, if you want to take care of yourself, forget it. We have hands and feet, and we will go down the tunnel to see, anyway.
It’s better than what others say in a panic.”
Tan Ye stood up suddenly and accidentally knocked over the paper cup. Brown coffee spilled all over the table and flowed along the edge of the table to the floor.
He did not apologize for his gaffe, but jumped up and said viciously: "There are monsters in the tunnel. Are you satisfied now?" Then he strode out of the tent.
I noticed that when Gu Ye passed by Su Lun, Su Lun pretended to be nonchalant and flicked his nails lightly, flicking something as big as a bean into his collar.
The tent was really quiet now. Su Lun took out a paper towel and wiped the table. I was flipping through the information on my laptop, hoping to find out the origin of the stone tablet from the thick geological information.
The night in the desert is very long. Such a small bed and only one sleeping bag cannot accommodate the two of us. Judging from Gu Ye's attitude, it seems that he has no earnest intention to allow Su Lun to spend the night here, and of course he will not provide a second choice.
tent.
"Actually, I'm not sleepy at all tonight, you can use my sleeping bag -" Su Lun was a little tired, and I saw her secretly covering her mouth and yawning.
She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "Well...that's embarrassing..." Then she quickly took off her boots and got into her sleeping bag.
I continued to search for information, but the corner of my eye was staring at Su Lun's back lying on his side unblinkingly. In this case, it was impossible for me to have any extra thoughts about the charming love affair between men and women. I paid attention.
What's happening is that she is quietly putting an invisible earplug into her ear.
As I expected, the thing she just played on Gu Ye was a miniature eavesdropping device, and she was pretending to sleep in order to concentrate on eavesdropping.
From the northeast of the camp, the sound of a helicopter propeller could be heard. I looked at my watch and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning. Who could come in the middle of the night?
Su Lun's back was motionless, and his breathing was unusually steady.
I can't expose her directly. After all, everyone has their own position in this secret war, and it may be a way of cooperation that seems to be in harmony but not at all.
In the camp, there was the sound of special forces wearing combat boots running fast, and the light of powerful flashlights kept sweeping around, but there was no loud noise. So, are the guests coming here? Or are they the helpers he invited?
I stood up, walked back and forth a few steps, then simply opened the curtain and walked out, standing in a dark corner.
After the helicopter landed, the noise decreased.
Tanye stood at the door of the cabin, his head bowed respectfully, maintaining the Japanese slight bow. The first two armed guards in black jumped out of the cabin, alertly pointing their black submachine guns at the camp.
Naturally, it is also the attire of Egyptian soldiers.
Behind, a fat man in his forties with a slightly bulging belly, dressed in a neat navy blue suit, with his hair combed meticulously, walked out slowly, tilted his eyes towards Gu Ye, who was standing respectfully, and then landed proudly.
Something was said in his mouth.
They were too far apart to hear their conversation clearly, but judging from his appearance, we could tell that the fat man was definitely Japanese, and that he was a fat-minded political figure.
Behind the fat man, a girl wearing a white tight-fitting sportswear and a white baseball cap jumped out neatly, with a ponytail hanging down behind her to her waist. She looked young, beautiful and energetic.
I couldn't figure out the origin of this group of people, so I simply walked into the darkness and walked between several tents with lights on. In fact, at this moment, I was still confused about the situation in the tunnel. However, Turner
If I die, I can at least find another person, the camp director Yelan.
The desert environment is harsh. If it were not for the generous rewards, people like Yelan would not work in the desert for many years. Based on this, I am confident that I can get the information I need from Yelan.
Yelan's tent is slightly larger than the place where ordinary workers live. After all, this tent also serves as the camp office and data room. There is a dim lamp on in the tent. Looking through the gap in the curtain, under the lamp, there are two
The individuals were kneeling opposite each other, bowing their heads and clasping their hands, as if they were performing some kind of religious ceremony.
I paused, and when the two of them finished praying and stood up at the same time, I quickly opened the curtain and walked in.
Yelan was not surprised when he saw me. He had a blank and wry smile on his face. He only glanced at me and then turned his attention to the person opposite. The man was wearing dirty worker's clothes and had white hair.
He was curled up and his whole body was extremely dirty.
"Dragon, how should I avoid the disaster? Please guide me and enlighten me with the noble god above you..."
The man called "Dragon" frowned, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and he kept muttering some kind of spell. After half a minute, he suddenly clapped his hands: "The great true god has made it clear.
Under the instructions of God, leave the desert and never come back. What you want to do may destroy the peace and tranquility of the desert at any time. The true God teaches us not to harm others and not to covet other people's treasures. If you can't do it, you will lose money in the end.
Life - wake up..." Long slowly straightened his arm, pressed it on the top of Yelan's head, rubbed it slowly, and drew circles one after another.
On the carpet at your feet, there was a dark wooden bowl filled with soil. Three sticks of the same black incense were stuck in it, and smoke was rising from them.
"Forget those horrible things, the true God is everywhere, and the true God will bless his children." Long's voice was obscure and hoarse, and his English pronunciation was extremely unclear, with strong traces of some local dialect. His hands
, there are only six fingers in total, and the thumb and index finger of each hand have been chopped off.
The dragon didn't look at me. After saying these words, he leaned over and picked up the wooden bowl from the ground. He circled it reverently around Yelan three times, then raised it high above his head and walked out of the tent.
Yelan let out a long breath, sat weakly on the edge of the single bed, stretched out his hand and pointed to the chair in front of the desk: "Please sit down." His face showed a strange gray-white color.
, like - like a frozen corpse in the hospital morgue. In fact, the first impression he gave me should be that of a typical desert man who is open-minded, calm, careful and prudent. He will never be frightened by the smallest things.
Shit and piss.
"I know the question you want to ask, but I have sworn before the true God that I will never say it." He got straight to the point, and before I could speak, he had already blocked the way.