I dig ancient tombs for the country

The dream was beautiful, but unfortunately it was interrupted not long after. I was startled awake by the noise in the hotel.

Looking out through the window, it turned out that a caravan of camels was loading goods, with a lot of water and food on the backs of the camels, and the men were adding fodder to the camels.

Yes, I said there is always something missing?It turned out that we were both stupid.In this vast desert, relying on the water and food brought by one or two camels, how can we go out.Why don't we also hire a caravan of camels, and bring enough water and food, so that if another storm comes up, we won't be left stranded.

The next day, I found the owner of the hotel and even gestured and said that he finally understood what I meant, so he found me a camel team dedicated to this business and a local guide.

The guide was a thin old man in his fifties, everyone called him Uncle Amor.He was wearing a dark brown hat, a brown robe, and a red belt, on which were hung several gadgets, including knives, scythes, snuff bottles, etc., and a pair of tall cowhide boots on his feet. Mongol.

There are 47 ethnic groups in Xinjiang, among which the Uyghurs account for the largest proportion and the Mongolians the least.Therefore, there is often a mixture of good and bad in Xinjiang, and there are people of all ethnic groups.It is a common thing for a Mongolian to do business in the desert.

Uncle Amur often takes people into the desert, and his ability to recognize the way is extremely superb, which is among the best in this area.

We bought a lot of water and food and put them on the back of each camel. The leading camel was the mount of Uncle Amur.When we packed up all the equipment, that is, in the early morning, the uncle said that we should start before the sun is at its peak.

Uncle Amur was in front, and Hongmao and I rode camels in the middle of the camel team to face the rising sun.Along the way, the bells jingled, and the two of us no longer had the fear when we first entered the desert. We talked, laughed, and even sang songs along the way.

As the temperature continues to rise, the sun is getting hotter and hotter, scorching the earth and our bodies, and the water in our bodies is evaporating bit by bit.

The camel walked unhurriedly in the desert. I looked up at the scorching sun and couldn't help becoming anxious. I urged the camel under my crotch to come to Uncle Amur's side.Fortunately, the uncle can speak Chinese, probably because he has been doing business all the year round. He has come into contact with more ethnic groups, so he can naturally speak more languages.

"Uncle Amur, when will we find the Yili River and the ruins of the ancient Wusun Kingdom!"

Uncle Amur looked at me twice: "Young man, how far is this? It's still far away? You have to climb at least ten ridges to get to the Yili River."

"Ah! It's so far away." I looked sadly at the vast desert.

"Follow me, you can't go wrong. I led an archaeological team the year before last, and they also went to the Yili River to look for relics." Uncle Amur said confidently, pointing to the distance.

"Oh" I agreed listlessly and followed behind him.

For thousands of years, the strong winds in the desert have blown the sand dunes into long parallel sand ridges. The guides who often enter the desert rely on it to identify the walking route. It can be said that it is the only road sign in the desert.

In the evening we reached our first accommodation, an undulating dune of 30 meters.

We set up a tent and lit a bonfire. On the bonfire, there was an iron pot with bubbling bubbles, a pot of haggis and kelp tofu skin.The aroma quickly permeated the tent and filled the entire space.

The camels formed a circle and surrounded the tent door.

The deeper the night, the heavier the cold.

In the second half of the night, Hongmao and I were shivering from the cold, so we had to huddle together in a sleeping bag.I hugged the red hair, and the red hair head rested on my arm, we hugged each other and slept until dawn.

As soon as the dawn broke, Uncle Amur hurried on the road.We still keep walking along the sand ridge towards the rising sun.

Not long after, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, and I was so confused that I couldn't open my eyes.

We both hurriedly put on the anti-sand helmets. Due to the strong wind and sand, the camels did not listen to the command and ran along with the wind. No matter what Uncle Amur called, they ran as if they hadn’t heard it.

The wind has been blowing all day and has not stopped at night.We had to live next to a few weathered rocks.

It was still windy the next day. I don't know when this annoying wind will blow?Lost a few camels in the high winds last night, plus we got lost and we were running out of water.

Uncle Amur looked at the dim sky, clasped his hands together, murmured silently, and knelt on the ground piously, "jiri gulu" I don't know what else to say?Maybe it's praying for God's blessing.

The strong wind finally stopped on the sixth day we entered the desert, and the water we brought had already been drunk. If we could not find water in the next step, we would die of thirst or even be scorched by the sun.

Uncle Amur couldn't help becoming anxious. He said that it was the first time he encountered wind and blowing for so many days after walking this road for so many years, and it was even the first time he got lost. We encountered all the good things you said.

The sun in the sky scorched the earth hotly.Our skin was tanned and dry all over our bodies, our lips were severely chapped, and our eyes were dizzy.If there is no water, I dare not think about it.

At this time, Hongmao proposed to kill a camel and drink its blood to replenish strength, and I naturally agreed with it.But when Uncle Amur heard this, he shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, how can we walk in the desert without camels?"

Hongmao insisted on killing him, but Uncle Amur refused to give in, so the three of us had a big fight over it.

In a daze, we lay on the sand and looked at the four camels left.Originally, there were nine camels when we set off, the three of us rode one each, and the remaining six camels were loaded with water and food. Unexpectedly, five of them ran away during the night. His grandma, what a hell.

Could it be that he was roasted alive by the sun like this?Or die of thirst?I was confused for a while, not knowing what to do.

Just when I was lost and helpless, my sixth sense suddenly played a special effect, intuition, completely intuition, I just felt that if I kept walking north, there would be an oasis there.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what I said, Uncle Amur shook his head even more: "Little boy, you don't understand. You must not go north. There are hundreds of kilometers of deserted people, and you can't go out."

To go or not to go?The three of us blushed for this.In the end, Hongmao made the final decision: "Go, if you can't say that you can really find a water source, it's better than dying of thirst here. If you don't go, you will die."

In the end, under the joint insistence of both of us, Uncle Amur had to follow us all the way to the north to find water.

After walking for nearly half an hour, an oasis suddenly appeared before our eyes.

This oasis is not only beautiful, but also quite large.The sudden appearance of such a beautiful place in this barren land is like a fairy tale within a fairy tale.