The Myriad Realms Trading Beginning with Douluo

Chapter 291 Ancient City Ruins
Ghost Blowing Lantern World, Taklama Desert.

Because of the guidance of the white camel, Lin Chen and the others successfully found a place to avoid the black sandstorm.

As soon as they entered the house, the black sandstorm attacked.

If it weren't for the faster speed, it is very likely that it will be buried directly by the black sandstorm.

The rumors of black sandstorms are true. It is really dark. When a black sandstorm blows at noon, the entire desert is pitch black, like night.

There are some dead branches in the house, which should be made by pedestrians who came here to take refuge.

The corner of the wall was covered with Artemisia argyi, which is a kind of dry grass. Lin Chen leaned out to pull some out, took out the solid fuel, and lit a small fire to keep everyone warm.

The dark ancient house was illuminated by the fire, Ye Yixin jumped up suddenly, bumped his head against the beam, and was almost knocked out, countless fine sand fell from the beam, and the people underneath didn't wear goggles, so they couldn't avoid being lost eyes.

Fine sand falling into the eyes is no joke, and the fine sand here is not one or two, but little by little.

Everyone was about to say something when they heard Ye Yixin's trembling voice shout: "There is a dead body lying in the corner on the right!"

Lin Chen smiled, "It's okay, it's the first time I encounter this kind of situation, I always feel a little emotional.

Hu Bayi directly helped take off all the things that should be carried on the camel and handed them to Lin Chen.

After returning to the entrance of the dilapidated house, Lin Chen took out the things and handed them over to Fatty and Hu Bayi.

He asked Hu Bayi and the others to discuss something.

But Lin Chen knew why, this place has been occupied by the legendary desert army ants, most of these pedestrians were eaten at night.

These are small episodes. After hiding from the black sandstorm for a day, although most of the time they are on camels, everyone still feels very tired.

So wearing a gas mask is the best choice. Anyway, it's a big deal to treat this gas mask as a one-off.

In the current situation, it is not a wise choice to walk in the desert with a large and light weight.

"Hey, Hu, you guys are actually called fate. You see, with your eyes closed, no one vomits on anyone's head, but you vomit on her head. This is simply fate."

Lin Chen felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said. It was not because of fate, why didn't he spit on other people, but on Shirley Yang.

"Dead corpses?" Hao Aiguo asked while rubbing his eyes, "You Xiaoye, why are you so surprised? Are archaeologists still afraid of dead corpses?"

Lin Chen can feel the power of the black sandstorm. Now that they are inside the black sandstorm, the power of the black sandstorm has been reduced a lot because they are covered by a broken wall. Will be blown away.

After teasing Hu Bayi, Lin Chen walked to the wall with a flashlight.

The fat man was a little confused, and the words had already come to this point, and it would be hard to say that Shirley Yang would turn his face because they were Captain Mojin.

So after dealing with the fine sand in his eyes, Lin Chen took Hu Bayi and Fatty out of the dilapidated house.

After all, the wind and sand can be said to be pervasive. Although the scarf can resist most of the wind and sand, a small part of the wind and sand will still enter the human respiratory tract.

After Lin Chen took it, he directly put all the sleeping bags, food, and fuel into his storage ring.

With the washing of water, everyone relaxed a lot, and after a while, everyone opened their eyes.

And Shirley Yang's curse seemed to be solved only when she went with Hu Bayi.

But Shirley Yang's eyes were also fascinated by the sand, so she didn't feel Hu Bayi's saliva.

After the discussion, the three of them slowly moved to the side of the camel. Lin Chen and the others didn't know who owned the sleeping bag, anyway, they would take it back later and divide it up.

After all, Lin Chen knew that the wind and sand had stopped for a while, and he would have to wait for a long time. He couldn't let everyone sleep on the sand.

What made Lin Chen want to laugh was that Hu Bayi didn't know what he was thinking, but actually spit on Shirley Yang's head.

The three of them discussed that if Shirley Yang asked about their origins, then no matter how suspicious he was, he would just kill him and refuse to admit it.

After all, generally speaking, the archaeological team hates tomb robbers the most.

Lin Chen's sudden appearance and ridicule scared Hu Bayi and said in a low voice: "Old Lin, don't say that, she is our big benefactor, if you offend her, this trip will be in vain."

The gas masks that Lin Chen brought along last time did not lack these three.

If you hold it, it is very likely that it will be blown away by the wind.

Lin Chen didn't ask Hu Bayi and Fatty to come out to get the sleeping bag. It was enough for him to get the sleeping bag by himself, so there was no need for Hu Bayi and the others.

"Then what should we do?"

Because a large object has a large contact surface with the wind, but it is light, it is easy to be carried away by the wind.

Hu Ba nodded, and then said: "I also think, after all, even if it is said that Tianxing Fengshui was passed down from my ancestors, if I don't read it, how can I know so much?"

Ye Yixin also got sand in her eyes, and apologized while clutching the top of her head that hit the roof beam: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hao, I... I just didn't expect that there would be a dead person in this room, I'm not mentally prepared enough... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The black sandstorm is raging, and the sky is full of wind and sand. Even if you wear goggles and a scarf, you still have a lot of problems breathing.

Because there is no need to worry about water, Lin Chen asked Hu Ba to take out the kettle to wash everyone's eyes. Anyway, there is no shortage of water.

Lin Chen said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, it's just a human bone. I don't know how many years it has been dead. Let's eat something, rest for a while, and dig a hole for him to bury."

The members of the archaeological team, except for the old man An Liman, all often deal with ancient corpses, and no one is afraid, but they are somewhat puzzled that this human bone died here.The dead in the desert seldom decompose, and most of them are naturally dried into mummies, but this pair of white bones has no skin or flesh on it, and the sand wolves may have eaten them all.

Lieutenant Mojin is a tomb robber no matter what, and folks, not archaeologists, know so much about tombs, they will think about tomb robbers no matter what they think.

Captain Mojin still respects the bones of the deceased very much, and Lin Chen can't break this rule, after all, he is now a member of Captain Mojin.

Putting on the gas mask, Lin Chen looked at Hu Bayai: "Old Hu, I think the big labor insurance already knows that we are Captain Mojin. After all, we are not archaeologists, and we know so much about the tomb. Knowledge, if you think about it carefully, it is very easy to guess our identity."

As soon as he climbed out of the house, Lin Chen took out three gas masks from the Kwantung Army Fortress from the storage ring, and gave one to Fatty and Hu Bayi.

Lin Chen walked quietly behind Hu Bayi, and said, "Ahem, old Hu, what are you doing? How could you be like this? I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Hu Bayi didn't know what to say, Lin Chen thought for a while and said: "It's okay, don't worry, I know a secret about Shirley Yang, so she will definitely not drive us away, because she needs us, no We, they can't move an inch in the desert, they can't find a place at all."

Sure enough, there were human bones.The climate in the desert is extremely dry, and it’s hard to tell how long it’s been dead. There’s only a pair of white bones left, half buried by the yellow sand, and most of them are still exposed. Looking at it coldly, it’s really scary. No wonder you’re so scared. Ye Yi's heartbeat was so high.

After taking the things into the broken house, everyone claimed the sleeping bags one by one.

Then, except for An Liman, everyone sat around the fire and began to rest.

As for An Liman's words, Lin Chen didn't want to talk about it, you've been running for a whole day, and now it's time to rest, you actually took out your blanket and started praying again.

Even if you are a loyal disciple of some god, you don't need to do this.

(End of this chapter)