The two men dug for a whole day, but found nothing but a large pit one and a half meters deep. However, it was not all without gain. In the dug hole, the compass pointer vibrated at a significantly higher frequency than when it was on the ground. This shows that you are digging in the right place. The deeper you dig, the closer you are to your destination.
As the sun sets, the golden afterglow falls on the forest. Riding on horseback seems to be traveling through time. Silami took the lead, with her butt raised on the saddle and her big breasts swaying on the horse's back. Her laughter echoed through the forest in the haze. Xia Lei looked at her, and for a moment he suddenly felt that he had traveled to the Hun Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, and was living and flying with a Hun princess.
However, Sirami will never become a noble princess, and he will never be able to travel to a world that is more than a thousand years old. This is just a romantic imagination.
Returning to the tribe, Xia Lei fulfilled his promise. He picked up several buckets of water from the river, poured it into a large wooden bucket, and then gave Sirami a bath. First, Silami was washing alone, and then Silami dragged him into the big wooden barrel, and it became two people. As a result, most of the buckets of water he picked splashed onto the ground...
After all the nonsense, Xia Lei sat under the oil lamp and read the translation of an ancient book sent by a tribal girl. The person Shilami found was really efficient, and he translated all the words in the ancient book in just one day. The translation has about 10,000 words, and it is completely handwritten. The girl who translated it must have very sore hands.
Xia Lei put the ancient book on the table and compared it with the translation to read.
The contents recorded in the ancient books are similar to what Xilami described to him. Most of the records in the ancient books are historical events, important figures of the Huns, large-scale sacrifices and ceremonies, etc. These contents can also be found in other history books, but they are not as detailed and true as in this ancient book.
Finally, Xia Lei moved his eyes to the hand-drawn map, found the translation and read it.
Translated content: Princess Yongmei came from the Silk Road with three thousand soldiers, five hundred horses, swords like a forest, and countless seeds of all kinds. The tribal people lined the streets to welcome him and knelt down to worship him. Princess Yongmei holds a copper plate, walks on foot, selects the site with a needle, and soldiers build the city, named White Horse Tomorrow...
Xia Lei was stunned when he saw this. Although he couldn't see whether the compass held by Princess Yongmei was the compass he had repaired, he was certain that Princess Yongmei definitely did not come to this wild land for no reason. The city was built on the ground.
"Is it possible that Princess Yongmei of the Ming Dynasty is also looking for what I am looking for?" Xia Lei couldn't help but have such a thought in his heart.
Continuing to read below, it describes how Princess Yongmei develops the economy and military to resist foreign enemies. The people of the Xiongnu believed that this princess from the Ming Dynasty would definitely help them restore their country and rebuild the Xiongnu dynasty. Until he finished reading it, Xia Lei didn't find any existence of a Hun prince, let alone a poignant love story.
Sirami is right, the story of the princess and the prince is indeed unreliable.
Xia Lei secretly said in his heart: "Princess Yongmei brought 3,000 Ming Dynasty soldiers here hundreds of years ago, not for love, nor for political marriage, because at that time the Huns were finished, and Emperor Yongle would marry his daughter Marrying a worthless Hun prince? Obviously impossible. However, if it is not for love or political marriage, but simply for treasure hunting, she can just dig it up and leave. Why build a city here?"
Xia Lei couldn't figure out many things. He was even worried that Princess Yongmei had already arrived first and had already taken away what he wanted to dig.
"Xia, when are you going to see me again?" Under the quilt, Sirami stretched out a leg and hooked it lightly.
Xia Lei's train of thought was interrupted. He closed the ancient book and moved his eyes to the breast that poked out of the bed. It was white and delicate, crystal clear, and full of temptation.
"What's so good about that ancient book? I'll show you something better." Sirami seduced the man from the East.
Xia Lei stood up and walked over, guessing that he couldn't find the answer, and now was the time to do something instead of thinking about something...
The next day, Xia Lei went to the ruins of White Horse Tomorrow City again, but this time Xi Lami did not follow. She wanted to follow Xia Lei to dig for treasure, but she was the chief and she still needed to handle the affairs of the tribe. Xia Lei is also happy about this. If Xilami doesn't follow him, his efficiency will be much faster.
Entering the ruins of the ancient city, Xia Lei rode his horse straight towards the palace ruins. He quickly reached the pit without the need for a compass. After observing the surroundings for a while and confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he jumped into the pit with the tools and shoveled up the soil one by one...
This digging lasted another whole day. The large pit of 1.5 meters became three meters. It was already very difficult to throw soil upwards, but nothing was dug out.
Xia Lei threw the shovel aside and was a little discouraged, "Damn it, why is it buried so deep? If it is buried more than ten or twenty meters, how can I dig it out? Boss Shi can't possibly send an excavator, right?"
At a depth of three meters, you can still shovel the soil on the ground, but if you continue to dig down, even if you are extremely powerful, you will not be able to shovel the soil up.
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Xia Lei's eyes moved to the compass placed on the wall of the pit. The compass was about one meter high from the bottom of the pit. When digging the last meter of depth, he only looked at the compass occasionally and did not take it down. This time, when he held the compass in his hand, the compass needle suddenly turned around and then returned to its original position.
Xia Lei was surprised. He then placed the compass at the bottom of the pit. This time, the compass needle trembled more frequently and pointed to the southeast. Before that, it pointed east.
Xia Lei looked at the earth wall in the southeast, and then at the compass on the ground. He suddenly understood, and a smile appeared on his face, "It's the end, it's time to dig sideways."
Although we don’t know how far we need to dig horizontally, it is definitely much less difficult than digging vertically.
Xia Lei picked up the shovel and dug a few more times, when the satellite phone suddenly rang.
The caller was Shi Boren. He said straight to the point: "At two o'clock tomorrow morning, the plane will drop the supplies you need."
"Okay, I'm waiting for it." Xia Lei said.
"Any progress?"
A big hole has been dug, and I'm talking to you from the hole. But I haven't found anything yet, so give me some more time. " Xia Lei said.
"Well, we are in Pakistan, and we will find ways to buy time for you. After you go back, let the people from the White Huns tribe prepare to receive the supplies. That's it, the call is over." After saying that, Shi Boren hung up the phone.
Xia Lei put away the satellite phone and said secretly in his heart: "Bureau 101 is now operating in Pakistan. Boss Shi and Long Bing must have many ways to attract the CIA's attention. No wonder my place is so clean. However, this will not last forever. No matter what, I still have to dig things out as soon as possible and get out of here."
When Xia Lei thought of leaving, he naturally thought of Xi Lami, and it was inevitable that he would feel sad. Although he and Sirami are not together because of love, once a relationship occurs between a man and a woman, even if it is not love, there is still intimacy. Moreover, he still feels indebted to Sirami. That's why he asked for supplies to the White Hun tribe, and even gave the White Hun tribe two million US dollars in cash out of his own pocket. He actually wanted to make up for Shilami and the White Hun tribe in this way.
Back at the tribe, Xia Lei told Xilami that a plane would be airdropping supplies at two o'clock tomorrow morning. Sirami immediately gathered people and horses to make preparations. All the tribe's ox carts were recruited, and bonfires were lit in several places suitable for airdropping supplies to be used as signal lights.
The women and men in the tribe also gathered, waiting to receive supplies. As night fell, there were heads everywhere around the bonfire, and there were sounds of laughter and talking everywhere, making the scene very lively.
"Xia, what did you dig up today?" Xi Lami curled up in Xia Lei's arms next to the largest bonfire and asked in a tired voice.
"Nothing was found." Xia Lei said. There were a lot of looks from around, looking at him and Sirami, but he was used to it. The night of his and Sirami's "big wedding" was a live broadcast. He had already experienced such a big scene, did he still care about the small scene in front of him
"I told you a long time ago that there is no treasure. You don't believe it..." Sirami suddenly remembered something and said nervously: "If you can't find anything, will you take back what you gave us?" ?”
Xia Lei said with a smile: "I'm not a child. How can I take back the things I gave away? Don't worry, I really want to help your tribe. Even if I don't get a hair in the end, I won't ask for it." You want anything." After a pause, he leaned close to Sirami's little ear, bit her earlobe and said: "I did this because of you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so stupid and give it to you for free. So many supplies.”
Xi Lami giggled, looking full of happiness. She also naughtily moved to Xia Lei's ear, breathing the hot air and said: "If you want to pick out hair, I can give you everything I have."
Xia Lei, "..."
This is Sirami. If she didn't look like this, she wouldn't be Sirami.
At around 1:50 in the morning, the roar of airplane engines came from the sky. Then, a huge Yun-20 military transport plane appeared from the sky and flew slowly over several bonfires. At that moment, several wooden boxes fell from the sky, then opened their parachutes and slowly fell to the ground.
After airdropping the supplies, the Cloud-20 military transport aircraft turned around and flew toward Pakistan without stopping for more than a minute.
Several boxes of supplies were quickly collected into a pile, and Sirami had all the wooden boxes opened.
The supplies Xia Lei requested for airdrop were all in wooden boxes. There are one hundred of the latest Russian-made AK12 assault rifles and ammunition, and ten domestically produced sniper rifles and ammunition. There are generator equipment for building hydropower stations, all of which are small. There are some small household appliances, such as rice cookers and electric blankets. There are some engineering equipment, impact drills and blasting devices equipped with batteries and transformer equipment, as well as some professional grave digging tools such as Luoyang shovels. Finally, there were two million dollars in cash, several large bundles.
The women and men in the tribe cheered. Someone was shooting a new AK12 assault rifle to test the gun. The sound of the gunfire was deafening. Some people danced around the bonfire, and some banged their heads against the pile of U.S. dollars...
Xi Lami didn't seem to be interested in these things. She walked to Xia Lei, hugged his waist, and gave him a passionate kiss.