Live expedition from tomb raiding

Hu Bayi: Σ(⊙▽⊙”a!!!

Fatty Wang: "Old Ding, what you're talking about is crazy, are you kidding us?"

Ding Ze smiled and shook his head, "Anyway, that's what my grandfather said. I'm not sure if there are such people. But when it comes to hearing the wind, my grandfather judges the weather with this skill, and he never misses it. So you have to believe me, we can't rest, we have to speed up and hurry, tomorrow will definitely change."

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were professionals hired by Shirley Yang for a total of [-] US dollars.

Ding Ze was only a fellow traveler, and Shirley Yang couldn't believe it.

Therefore, it is impossible for Shirley Yang to speak out and let everyone continue on their way just by making up a story about listening to Master Lei's strange powers and chaos.

Xue Liyang had to go to An Liman. An Liman was full of live maps in the desert, and they were found locally. For Xue Liyang, she was more trustworthy.

Ding Ze saw Shirley Yang and An Liman communicating, but he didn't care. Anyway, this was just the first step, and he didn't expect immediate success.

The reason why he said that just now was mainly to pave the way for tomorrow.

When tomorrow comes, Shirley Yang encounters a sandstorm, and then reacts... I believe that those distrusts, not to mention all gone, at least have to be reduced by more than half.

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At this time, Hu Bayi, although he owned half of the "Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Fengshui Secret Technique" and mastered the method of finding ancient tombs such as the points described in the book, but before entering the ancient city of Jingjue, he I didn't go down to any serious ancient tomb.

Therefore, when I heard Ding Ze's nonsense about Daodou's tomb robbery just now, I was really curious and wanted to chat and understand.

Ding Ze felt that since Hu Bayi had just chatted with Xue Liyang, both of them might suspect that he was a tomb robber.

Otherwise, who is a serious person who knows about these tomb robbers?

This is the same as that of a serious person who keeps a diary.

However, Ding Ze doesn't mind... Along the way, he is also thinking about a problem that he is not sure yet.

The ancient city of Jingjue is just a story in "Ghost Blowing the Lantern". Looking at the introduction of the No. 28 game world, it seems that there is only the ancient city of Jingjue.

The story behind it is in another game world?

If so, then in order to be able to keep mixing with these two in the future, he needs to create an identity for himself.

Touching Captain Jin?General Faqiu Zhonglang?Xiling Lux?Taoist who moved mountains?

Still, get out some of the identities in "Tomb Raider Notes", but it has to be a little more advanced, and it has to keep enough mystery.

Ding Ze had heard of it.

A man's sense of mystery is poison to a woman.

Looking at Hu Ba's curiosity about him now, it is obvious that the sense of mystery kills both men and women.

Hu Bayi leaned over to chat, and Ding Ze was also happy to chat, anyway, it's not too difficult to make up a story and replace the protagonist with his grandfather.

'Fortunately, I have read so many online novels! '

Ding Ze felt very fortunate.

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Shirley Yang went to communicate with An Liman. An Liman knew the desert very well, but this understanding was mainly reflected in the terrain and direction, and he was not very good at the weather.

But the old man An Liman is also a monkey spirit, and he speaks very roundly.

"The weather in the Black Desert changes. It changes as soon as it is said. It's hard to judge."

"However, I have heard of the craft of Wenfeng. It seems that there are some strange people who have this kind of ability."

Ding Ze pricked up his ears, hearing this... almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

This little old man is telling the truth!

I obviously made it up, have you heard of it?

An Liman was afraid of death.

So according to his point of view, speaking of it, it is better to believe what is there than to believe what is not.

This can be regarded as an unintentional intervention, and indirectly helped Ding Ze severely. Originally, Ding Ze didn't expect such a trick to succeed.

From the looks of it now, it's done.

An Li was full of guides, and when the guide spoke, Shirley Yang weighed things up a bit, the team stopped resting, and immediately sped up their journey.

In this season in the desert, the daytime temperature is high, and most importantly, it is very dry.

So they walked all night, and in the blink of an eye it was the morning of the fifth day.

Ding Ze stretched his waist for a long time, raised his head slightly to look at the sky full of red clouds this morning, smiled, and turned his head to Hu Bayi.

I saw Hu Bayi frowning, staring at the sky full of red clouds.

Sensing Ding Ze's gaze, Hu Bayi turned his head and looked over, his face evidently showing surprise.

Fatty saw it, but didn't know why, "Old Hu, what's wrong?"

"The morning glow does not go out, the evening glow travels thousands of miles, the sky is about to change!"

Fatty: "Damn! Old Ding, you're not bragging, can you really hear the wind?"

Ding Ze grinned.

Keep silent, hide merit and fame deeply!

8 Sandstorm, run!

Shirley Yang was still admiring the beautiful desert scenery with great interest, but when she heard the fat man bluffing, she immediately changed her face and hurriedly asked An Liman.

Fatty is relatively simple and not as wary as Shirley Yang. Now that he knows that Ding Ze can really judge the weather by hearing the wind, he directly asks Ding Ze.

Ding Ze didn't mind pretending to be coercive again, "We have to grit our teeth and leave quickly. This sandstorm will definitely not be small, and building a sand wall can't stop it."

Shirley Yang communicated with An Liman for a while, and her face became serious. It seemed that An Liman confirmed Ding Ze's statement.

The sandstorm is coming, the situation is quite critical...

But An Liman, the little old man, slowly got off the camel, took out a blanket, spread it on the yellow sand unhurriedly, knelt on it, closed his eyes slightly, looked devout, and stretched out his hands to the sky. Then he covered his face again, and read aloud: "Allahhu."

This is the homework that An Liman must do every morning, and it will take a while.

Hu Bayi saw, "This old man is still so relaxed, Lao Ding, is the situation not that serious?"