Wu Zhengping's words are extremely scary.
During World War II, Japan and Germany were fascist allies. If the living dead experiment was a product of World War II, then what happened in Fetus Channel must have something to do with the German expedition in Lop Nor. Since the two are related, they are naturally related to the Blue Blood Man and Qiqiao Linglong Heart.
What will we encounter if we go to Lop Nur? Thinking about it, I feel thrilling and terrifying, but I am quite sure of one thing, that is, Lop Nor is definitely more dangerous than Fetal Ditch.
Thinking of this, I immediately felt that this trip must have been horrible, and I didn't sleep well all night. I called Zhang Ling early the next morning, said Wu Zhengping was back, and told him about the relevant information he found.
Zhang Ling is still very agile, and immediately decided to leave in three days. I asked her what she needed to prepare, and she said that I only need to prepare the money, because I need to purchase some professional equipment and I need to bear these costs.
Zhang Ling's suggestion is not excessive. After all, she and Wu Zhengping are here to help me, and they are not obligated to pay for their efforts. I asked her about how much it would cost. Zhang Ling asked me to prepare one hundred thousand. I wanted to ask her what equipment she bought for so much money, but after thinking about it, I felt that I was too petty, so I gave up this idea and asked for her bank. Account, and then gave her one hundred thousand yuan from the deposit of the human skin coffin.
For the next three days, I was in a kind of extreme torment. I felt like I was going to fight on the battlefield. I felt complicated and difficult to express, resisted, disturbed, worried, hesitated, and even had a little expectation.
The only thing that can get me out of this complicated mood temporarily is female netizen Chen Ping. She and I share a common language, and we also have a clear understanding. Sometimes when I think of something in my mind, she will say it in advance. It feels weird, like I am chatting with someone who has been with me for a long time.
I understand this feeling as Chen Ping is a very considerate and insightful girl. So this made me feel good about her, and even had the urge to see her before going to Lop Nur.
But I am also afraid of meeting to die, because people make friends through the Internet, they will always imagine the other person’s appearance, personality, voice tone, and even the expression of the eyes are too perfect. Once they meet and find that they are not as good as they imagined, they are immediately disappointed or even disappointed. despair.
So I decided to let the network return to the network, the reality return
In fact, there is a virtual confidant chatting on the Internet, and it is beautiful to find spiritual comfort.
You say I'm bored? Just show off, it’s better to have show than no show. At least it proves that I am still alive and that I am a normal person both physically and mentally.
The route to Lop Nur was made by Zhang Ling. She made a detailed itinerary of when to arrive and what needs to be purchased along the way.
Dayan couldn't pass with us because he had to cooperate with the police to investigate the case of Fetusqu at any time, so it was me, Zhang Ling and Wu Zhengping who went to Lop Nur.
According to the established itinerary, the three of us first took a plane to Ulu Muqi, and then to Tarim by car. We lived in Tarim for two days. In addition to purchasing some necessities, we also rented an off-road vehicle with excellent performance.
In addition to the equipment to prevent wind and sand, we have also prepared enough water and food for 20 days, and prepared some medicines according to possible emergencies. In addition to daily necessities, like maintenance tools, satellite phones, GPS, etc. are also readily available.
But the most important thing is that we also prepare high-tech products such as metal detectors, life detectors, etc. Of course, these are all valuable, and it hurts me to spend money.
In short, get everything ready and the off-road vehicle is fully loaded. Then we went straight to Kumukuduk.
Although I checked a lot of relevant information about how bad the weather in Lop Nur was before I came here, my understanding of how bad the weather is is only in words and imagination, but when I was in it, I discovered that the facts are far more severe than I imagined.
The dry weather along the way, lack of water, wind and sand, almost no traces of green plants and birds and beasts, made me enter a strange world in a trance.
After traveling day and night, stopping and walking for three days in a row, we saw an oasis in the deserted Gobi Desert. After entering the oasis, I found that there were people living here.
An old man in Tibetan clothes was driving a few sheep to herd. Zhang Ling opened the door of the car and greeted the old man, saying, "Aximus."
***Mainly speaking Chinese, Uyghur and Kazakh. Chinese can be used in big cities or tourist attractions, but Uyghur and Kazakh are generally spoken in such remote places.
"Yaksimus" is a Uyghur language and means "hello".
After I came to Xinjiang, I also learned a few simple Uyghur words to greet, such as: My friend is "
Adaxi"; goodbye is "good west", sorry is "Aibao Leke Suo" etc.
The old man looked up at us and drove the flock to us. When he approached us, we found that this man was about forty years old. The ultraviolet rays in the plateau area are very strong. It may be that he is exposed to ultraviolet rays all year round. The face looks exceptionally rough and bronzed.
Zhang Ling said again; "Yes, not to pull the sun?"
"Yes" means to ask, but I don't understand what "not to pull the sun".
The other party looked at the three of us in surprise, and then said, "Are you Han Chinese?"
The other party actually spoke Chinese and was very fluent.
I said excitedly: "Uncle, you can speak Chinese unexpectedly."
The other party threw the sheep whip in his hand to his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Of course the Chinese can speak Chinese. Are you tourists lost?"
Zhang Ling said: "We didn't get lost. We were traveling by car and came here by accident. What is this place? Why is there no mark on the map?"
"This is Baburu Oasis. As for why it is not marked, you have to ask the Bureau of Land and Resources."
Zhang Ling smiled and said, "Uncle, can we visit your house?" Seeing the other party hesitate, I quickly added: "We can pay."
"Yes, of course."
The other party led the way, and we quickly came to his house, met the residents of the village along the way, and smiled friendly to us. After a simple exchange, we learned that the old man is 46 years old this year and his name is Kurban Reheman, but he also has a Han Chinese named Deng Tianhai. For the convenience of addressing, we will call him Uncle Deng.
Uncle Deng's family lives on the edge of the village. There are three masonry houses in total. The courtyard is not large. There is a very open area outside the courtyard, which is enclosed by a fence and used as a sheepfold.
Uncle Deng entertained us with food and ethnic characteristics, browned and oily lamb, a plate of multi-layer cylindrical oil buns, and a table full of dried fruits, desserts, fruits and other delicacies.
For the past few days, we have been eating compressed foods, looking at the table full of delicacies and feeling happy.
"Uncle Deng, we don't know the customs of yours here. You should take care of any taboos." I said sincerely.
Uncle Deng waved his hand, picked up the milk wine in the porcelain bowl, and said: "There are not so many taboos. Actually, I am also a Han Chinese. More than 90% of our village is Han. Come and drink this bowl of milk wine first."
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