"Don't take pictures, don't record, you will be cursed, that's all." Que Qiu glanced at everyone behind him, then took the backpack from the camel and said: "The camel team is waiting for us here, everyone is light and simple, Bring only the necessary supplies, we only have one hour to walk through the black dead."
Everyone obeyed Que Qiu's words, because every warning he gave was very accurate.
After putting away the camera and other items, everyone had to use the traditional note-taking method to record everything that happened next. The camel team obediently formed a group here under the command of Tian Miao, waiting for them to appear again.
"Let's go when we're ready." Que Qiu raised his head in front of him and took the lead in the black dead end.
Everyone formed a long snake team and slowly followed behind Que Qiu, because he said before that he wanted to bypass the black marsh sand, and everyone seriously wanted to step on Que Qiu's footprints and move forward.
This sandy road is not wide, and Que Qiu has carefully considered every step he takes. After all, no one knows whether the path of the black dead end has changed with time, and nothing is impossible in the Great Desert of Yrel.
After walking for a while, there were about sixteen or seven mummified corpses lying on the road of black death.
They all tried their best to open their mouths and looked at a certain place in the air. The clothes on their bodies were not yet weathered, but they should be no different from what they are wearing now.
The dark skin has some cyan, and even the hair has a strange cyan color. The death is very painful without exception, and the method of death is strange. They still have well-preserved backpacks, sand shovels, etc., there are men and some. The women, almost all face back, as if running away.
The black eyes of the mummified corpse stared at the team heading for the black dead end. Even if it was noon now, it could not help but make people feel hairy.
Professor Wu looked at the mummified corpses and said, "Grave robbers."
Everyone looked at Professor Wu.
"These are all military uniforms bought in the black market, as well as some exposed tools. Almost all of them are self-made or black market tomb robbery tools. The backpack is broken, and I think it is explosives that fell out." Professor Wu added.
"With such complete preparations, I entered the black dead end again, and all of them died here?" Cheng Luo had some doubts.
"The curse of Yrel, among them there is the bloodline of the traitor of the kingdom." Que Qiu said very calmly.
"traitor?"
"Maybe, it's the bloodline of the new national teacher that Miss Tianmiao said?" Que Qiu raised his eyebrows slightly.
"But, isn't she married?" Cheng Luo asked suspiciously.
"Then maybe, it is the descendant of the follower of the new national teacher?" Que Qiu said again.
"There is no scientific basis for this. There is no record of the matter of the national teacher. These people may just be simple tomb robbers, but they encountered unknown danger and could not escape, and died here." An assistant said. What Tian Miao told, everyone basically listened to it as a story. And no one believed that it would be the real history of the ancient country.
"It should be." Professor Wu nodded and said solemnly, "We all need to cheer up, be cautious, follow the guide, and get out of here first."
Que Qiu raised his foot and planned to cross them: "Yes, let's go first, leave them alone."
At this moment, the mummy under his feet seemed to be cursed by something, and Heiku's hand held his bare feet.
The fluffy mummy was brought over and turned over, Que Qiu glanced indifferently at the mummy that had no signs of life at all, and kicked it away with his legs.
(End of this chapter)