After sitting outside the cave entrance for five or six minutes, Jia Sidao also woke up, he was very weak, like a dying old man.
It's hard to imagine that the old monsters who were still flying over the wall an hour ago will have the same side as they are now.
I asked Jia Sidao how he felt, and Jia Sidao said that he needed a good rest and couldn't die. So, I carried Jia Sidao on my back, went down the mountain with Dayan and Zhang Ling, and then set up camp in a hidden place by the river.
I settled down and grabbed another wild goat. After eating and drinking enough, Jia Sidao's spirit improved, but he did not rest, but took out the map we care about most from his arms.
After the map was rolled out, it was as big as an A4 paper, but it was only half of the map. The drawings were written in ancient Tibetan except for some of them, but I still recognized at a glance that it was a map about Lop Nur, because of the shape on the drawing. It is the upper part of the ear.
The map shows the trend of the mountains, the shape of the surrounding mountain peaks, and the directions, and there is also a circle of spider web-like structure drawn on the map, which is divided into one ring, two rings and three rings. There are more than a hundred concentric irregular circles, and the details are unexpected. A magnifying glass is needed to distinguish, and the vertical lines are also well-connected.
If each section can be counted as one road, it is estimated that there are more than 10,000 roads drawn on the map, and each section of the road is represented by a different color. There are five colors of red, yellow, brown, blue, and green. There are also pictograms.
Zhang Ling said: "The ancient maps are not as detailed as they are now. The maps drawn by the ancients generally reflect mountains, rivers, roads, and residential areas. Although the proportions are not absolute, they are at least clear at a glance. This is a bit weird."
I asked: "Fake?"
Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "It's not that it's fake. Look, this picture is not complete. The bottom half of the picture is very flat, and it is obviously cut with a knife. If it is fake, they don't need to share it. Divided into two."
Jia Sidao nodded and said, "It seems that the lower half of this map was taken away by the second messenger."
Big eyes and puzzled: "Why did they split the map in two?"
Zhang Ling said: "It's very simple. The situation was urgent at the time and they were not sure to escape, so they split the drawing into two. Of course, it does not rule out that they used their mobile phones or cameras to take pictures.
Photo, just split the original picture in two. "
Jia Sidao said: "Judging from the situation at the time, they should have no time to take pictures. But we can't take it lightly. We must rush to Lop Nur immediately."
I worriedly said: "Goddamn, we'd better fix it first, I'm worried about your body."
Jia Sidao smiled and said: "My body is okay, everyone should arrange the following things as soon as possible. Give me the map, and I will study it carefully."
Since Jia Sidao insisted on rushing to Lop Nur, the three of us did not say much. After all, among the four, Jia Sidao belonged to the dominant position. Without him, the three of us would not have known how many deaths.
Except for Jia Sidao who was injured, the three of us also have different degrees of injury, but Jia Sidao can persist, and the three of us are embarrassed and hypocritical.
That night, we stopped by the river for one night, because everyone was exhausted, so we didn't communicate too much, and we all fell asleep early.
It was dawn when we woke up, and we found the raft when we came. We did not go back the same way, but continued to go down the river, because Zhang Ling and old A got in touch, and through satellite positioning, old A told us, It takes about a day to go down the river to reach a place called Moge.
Old A will arrange someone to pick us up in Mog, and then we will go to Lop Nur.
On the way down the river, Zhang Ling has been writing on the computer what she has seen and heard so far, and some incredible experiences. Although she did not explain the reasons for writing those things, I know in my heart that the materials she wrote It is used to report to Beijing.
On the way to Mogg, Dayan and I told each other about our experiences after we were separated. After Dayan heard about the intestinal worms, we were stunned.
He stared at his big eyes and said, "There is such a thing? It's too damn evil."
I said, "Yes, but fortunately the movements of those things are relatively slow, and our reaction is fairly fast, otherwise we don't know how to die."
"It's terrible, it's too evil, it's more evil than ghosts."
Jia Sidao, who was meditating and resting next to him, opened his eyes and interjected: "That kind of insect lives in a cave, can spray strong acid, looks like an intestinal insect, and has a body length of over two meters.
Hearing this kind of monster, I will numb my scalp, let alone encounter a swarm of insects! "
Big Eye said: "I think I know what it is!"
Jia Sidao said: "When I was in Qinghai, I heard a practitioner from Inner Mongolia mentioned that there was a kind of insect called a dead insect. There are not many people who can survive. That guy can spray acid water, and it is rumored to be able to discharge electricity. He looks like cow intestines, dark red and black, so the locals also called cow intestines. At the time I thought he was talking about heaven. Night Tan, I can’t think of... I can’t think of such a weird thing."
Zhang Ling also agreed and said, "Well, I've heard of it. But the rumored one is a bit surprised with what you met. I guess they should be in the same vein, but that kind of insect lives in the dark for a long time. Identifying the direction, this is somewhat similar to migratory birds..."
During the discussion and chatting along the way, we arrived at Mog that night. In Mog, a middle-aged man named Dora received us. He arranged for us to stay in a Tibetan family in Mog and took it away. The wolfskin map was supposed to be faxed to Beijing to allow relevant experts to determine the approximate location on the map.
We lived for seven days, and these seven days have also helped us recover a lot from our injuries.
On the eighth day, Old A who was far away in Beijing arranged for us a direct flight to Lop Nur. Under Zhang Ling's leadership, we left Moge and climbed up a mountain. The helicopter was already waiting for us.
The four people stepped on the plane in file, the propellers went from fast to slow again from slow to fast, slowly flying into the sky, carrying us into the blue sky.
Looking down from the plane, looking at the gradually shrinking ridges and peaks, a strange feeling rose in my heart.
The place we are going to this time has been twice before, and now entering the land of death again seems to be a reincarnation, but our purpose this time is more clear.
Long before the trip, Zhang Ling told us that our destination this time is a snowy mountain that has not been conquered in Lop Nur. Although this snowy mountain is not officially named, the surrounding Tibetans call it cocklebur. Mountains are forbidden areas for mankind.
Xanger Mountain means not a mountain, but a mountain range. That mountain range is like an ear, which is the famous ear of the earth in the world.
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