As soon as the bonfire was lit, Ye Yixin let out a piercing scream, which drowned out the sound of the sandstorm outside.

Hearing this voice, everyone looked at Ye Yixin, and Hao Aiguo, who had chicken coop hair, asked: "Xiaoye, what's wrong?"

Wang also looked over and found a white bone in the corner to Ye Yixin's right. Ye Yixin seemed to be frightened by the bones.

I saw Ye Yixin replying in a trembling voice: "There is a dead body lying in the right corner!"

"Dead corpse?" Hao Aiguo was surprised, "You Xiaoye, why are you so surprised? Are we archaeologists still afraid of dead corpses?"

Hearing this, Ye Yixin quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Teacher Hao, I... I just didn't expect there would be dead people in this room, and I wasn't fully prepared... I'm sorry, sorry."

Shirley Yang next to her saw Ye Yixin like this and quickly comforted her.

"Professor Hao, Xiaoye is a girl after all. It's normal to be frightened when she suddenly sees a dead person. Let's bury this friend in peace." Lao Hu also said at this time.

"Patriotism, Comrade Xiao Hu is right, Xiao Ye is not to blame for this matter." Professor Chen said.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Wang Ye walked to the corpse.

I saw that the body had turned into white bones, and even half of it had been buried.

Well, this is a bit strange.

"Old Wang, what's wrong?" Hu Ba asked when he saw Wang Ye looking at the corpse and frowning, thinking something was wrong.

"This corpse is a bit strange." Wang Ye replied.

"What's weird?" Hu Bayi asked.

"Bodies in the desert rarely rot. Most of them are naturally dried into mummies. But this corpse has no skin or flesh at all, as if it has been chewed into white bones by something." Wang Ye said about himself.

Doubts.

"Comrade Wang is right," An Liman agreed.

After listening to Wang Ye's words, everyone looked at the bones carefully.

"Hey, Lao Wang, maybe this person is unlucky and his flesh and skin will be eaten up by sand wolves after he dies." The fat man said.

"No." Wang Ye shook his head, "If it was eaten by a sand wolf, then there would definitely be traces on the head of the tiger on this corpse, but you see, there are no traces on this corpse at all."

"Indeed." Hu Bayi looked at the bones and found that there were indeed no traces on them. "Old Wang, what do you think was eaten by them?"

"I just found this ant in the house. Could it be that it gnawed the body into this state?" Wang also walked to where he was sitting just now and pointed to an ant with a body as big as a knuckle.

The big black ant with a blood-red tail said.

"This is a desert army ant." Shirley Yang exclaimed as soon as she saw the big ant.

She once worked for an American geographical magazine and knew about desert army ants.

"We have to leave here as soon as the sandstorm stops." Shirley Yang said solemnly, "The mouths of desert army ants contain a lot of formic acid. Thousands of them bite them at once. Even elephants can't bear it. I guess this...

The bones were chewed into bones by desert army ants."

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing this, and then sat around the campfire, resting and waiting for the sandstorm to end.

Five hours later, the sandstorm outside gradually began to decrease until it finally stopped.

When he heard that the sandstorm outside had completely ceased, Wang also stood up and walked to the entrance, glancing outside.

But I saw that the sun was moving westward outside, as if the dark sky and darkness just now did not exist.

"Lao Hu, Fatty, wake up." Wang Ye patted Lao Hu and Fatty, "The sandstorm has stopped, it's time for us to hit the road."

"Okay." Lao Hu nodded when he woke up, and he and Fatty went to wake up the others.

After a while, everyone else woke up and started packing their things.

"Old Wang, do we want to help him bury him in peace?" Hu Bayi pointed at the bones.

"..." Wang also nodded.

The deceased was the most important person. Since they saw it, it would be inappropriate not to help bury him.

It happened that while the archaeological team was packing their things, the two of them quickly dug a pit and buried the bones. After all the work was done, the archaeological team also packed their things, and everyone got on their camels and left the ancient city of Xiye.
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In order to avoid the sandstorm, they lost a lot of things during their escape, especially fresh water. Although the sandstorm has stopped now, those bags containing fresh water have long been taken away by the sandstorm, so they now have water resources.

Shortage.

"Uncle An Liman, we don't have enough fresh water. Do you know where there is water?" Old Hu asked after driving the camel and An Liman side by side.

"Okay." An Liman agreed happily.

The reason why he agreed so readily was because he had a deep memory of the surrounding environment.

Twenty years ago, he lost his way in the desert. Finally he saw a white camel, followed him, found a water source, and successfully left the desert.

He told these things to everyone, but not many people believed him.

Wang Ye, Lao Hu and Fatty didn't say anything.

They have experienced so many things, some of which are either believed or not.

Following An Liman, after the sky turned completely dark, the group finally arrived at the place he mentioned, and sure enough, there was an ancient well.

After so many years, the ancient well has not dried up. An Liman said that this was Hu Da's miracle. Wang Ye did not comment on this. He used a leather bucket to bring up a bucket of well water. The well was very deep and a long rope of dozens of meters was placed.

I just heard the sound of falling water. After taking it out, I took a sip first. It was cold and refreshing, and it penetrated my heart and spleen. The anger caused by being exposed to the poisonous sun in the desert immediately disappeared, and I felt indescribably comfortable.

He placed the nineteen camels next to the well, drank them one by one, and then took out salt croton cakes for them to eat.

Everyone made rice in a pot and cooked a pot of vegetable soup using the space vegetables brought by Shirley Yang. They drank the soup and ate flatbreads.

The fat man was eloquent, telling everyone how rich the products were in the old forests of the Northeast and how delicious the delicacies were. It was nothing like a desert. Except for sand, it was just sand. The wind was so strong that even a yellow sheep would eat up a mouthful of sand particles.

, especially in the Greater and Lesser Khingan Mountains, everything is delicious. There has been a saying since ancient times: beat the dog with a stick and scoop out the fish, and the pheasant will fly into the rice pot.

Can you imagine the free life of hunters?

The few students with little experience made the fat man dumbfounded. Sa Di Peng pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked curiously: "Brother Wang Kaixuan, what is beating a roe deer with a stick? Do you use a stick to beat it?"

The fat man said: "My glasses, I see that you are very studious, so I will tell you. It means that if you are walking in the mountains, you can pick up a stick and swing it casually and kill a roe deer. You can also use a gourd in the river to fish blindly."

Catching big fat fish means the product is rich."

Wang Ye and Lao Hu looked at each other and were speechless, sighing that the fat man could never change his bragging habit.

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Chapter completed!