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1885 Chapter 47 – White Snake

“White snake?” Yang Hao laughed heartily, thinking Li Zu was joking. Li Zu said, “I found a tunnel leading inside, but it’s full of snakes, and there’s a particularly large white one. It’s not Bai Suzhen, but Bai Jingjing.”
“In the water?” Yang Hao asked. Li Zu nodded and started looking for his backpack. “Did we bring any explosives?”
“Do you want to blow up the tunnel along with them?” Liang Wan said. “We need to find a way to lure those snakes up here.”
Li Zu thought to himself that it was easy for her to say; she hadn’t seen what those snakes looked like. She wasn’t Fahai; those arrogant women could really get people killed.
Su Wan, who was feeling a bit dazed, said, “Li Zu, is the white snake really that big? Like the size of a bowl?”
“How do you know?”
Su Wan looked behind Li Zu, and the three of them turned to look at him.
In the filtration pool behind them, a giant white snake had already emerged from the water, looking at them with an attacking posture. All its scales were spread out, making it look nothing like a snake.
“This is a dragon, right?” Yang Hao said, dumbfounded, as he retreated to Su Wan’s side. Su Wan tossed the loaded folding submachine gun to Yang Hao. At the same time, all the snake’s scales retracted, and its entire body streamlined as it lunged forward like lightning.
Yang Hao hadn’t even aimed the submachine gun properly when the snake’s head was already upon him. He executed a soccer-style dodge and narrowly avoided it, only to hear Su Wan scream as he was already wrapped up in the air by the white snake.
Liang Wan was so shocked that she was pushed back four or five steps by Li Zu. Li Zu stepped forward, picked up another gun from the sand, brushed off the sand, and turned to start shooting with Yang Hao.
Bai Suzhen was hit, blood and scales flying, and she flung Su Wan away, retreating into the water. Yang Hao and Li Zu both sighed in relief and walked to the edge of the filtration pool, looking at the murky water, where the sand had already been stirred up.
“Fahai, you don’t understand love,” Yang Hao sang a line: “With a gun in hand, getting the scriptures from the West is no problem.” Saying that, he swept the filtration pool with gunfire again.
Li Zu ran to find Su Wan with Liang Wan. Su Wan had two bloody bites on his thigh, oozing black blood. He couldn’t speak anymore, just looked at Li Zu with that kind of expression reminiscent of Tony Leung in “East Meets West,” as if to say: Why is it me again?
Liang Wan rushed to save Su Wan again. Li Zu was hesitating about which side to help when he turned around to see Yang Hao spraying bullets. As he walked, suddenly, “whoosh,” he stepped into the water.
That idiot really wasn’t very bright! Li Zu cursed and rushed back. Yang Hao climbed out of the water again. Once on shore, he ran wildly.
As he brushed past Li Zu, he saw the entire surface of the water explode in an instant, with countless black snakes bursting through the surface, gliding towards him like rain.
Li Zu quickly stopped and turned around, seeing that Yang Hao had already jumped into a makeshift cover he had set up earlier. He rolled over, and as he lowered his head, Yang Hao began firing. Four or five snakes were shot and exploded in mid-air. Li Zu got up and joined the fray, bullets flying everywhere.
The initial dozen or so black snakes were shot down, but more black snakes flew out from the filtration pool, overflowing like boiling water in a pot, the black mass bubbling over.

Li Cu stared blankly as the two people stopped shooting, grabbed their bags, and quickly retreated to Su Wan’s side. All the snakes converged towards them. Yang Hao fired and killed the ones that got too close, while Su Wan said, “I thought the last time was the last time in my life I would be bitten by a snake. I didn’t expect to be bitten again just now. I feel like I can’t possibly be bitten again. Now it seems that that bite was just my one-thousandth time being bitten.”

After Liang Wan finished injecting Su Wan, she turned to look at the approaching snake swarm. There was no time to process sadness and fear, but the despair of death made her sigh.

“Saxophone,” Li Cu suddenly thought of something, took it out, and handed it to Su Wan. “Play. Do you have the strength?”

“What do you want to hear? A lament? I don’t want to play this part for myself; I’ll play a piece for you common folks. It’s really, really joyful.”

“Anything will do, just make some noise,” Li Cu urged.

Su Wan licked his bluish lips and began to blow with all his might. With one big breath, blood spurted from the wound on his thigh. Liang Wan pressed down on him, and the off-key sound of the saxophone began to echo throughout the room.

Yang Hao and Li Cu fired shots, knocking away the snakes that got too close, but the bullets quickly ran out, and the encirclement grew tighter. Su Wan looked like he wanted to give up, but Li Cu shouted, “Keep playing! Don’t stop until the snakes crawl into your saxophone!”

Su Wan began to blow wildly, using all his strength, and the entire room resonated. Then, they heard some sounds beyond the slithering of the snakes.

In the darkness, there was no light, and the flashlight couldn’t reach above the pool, but the sound came from that direction.

“Listen to my command. If I tell you to stop blowing, then don’t blow. Everyone, don’t move, don’t shoot,” Li Cu said, pointing the flashlight in that direction, coldly staring into the darkness. He saw something flash in the shadows and shouted, “Stop!”

Everyone followed his command and halted. Suddenly, the surroundings fell silent, leaving only the sound of snakes slithering on the sand.

Almost simultaneously, a dozen claws of the Hydra emerged from the darkness, stopping right in front of them, the claws spread wide and menacingly frozen in mid-air.

Half a second later, the claws began to descend, and in an instant, the dozen venomous snakes in front of them were snatched away. Then, from the unseen darkness, the sound of countless grains of sand exploding filled the air.

Remaining motionless, the venomous snakes began to attack the Hydra, clearly showing that the biological toxins had no effect on the plant.

They remained in a standoff for an hour, during which they could only move their eyes, tracking the vines and black snakes as they flew by, especially when they brushed close to their faces. The four of them blinked in unison, and then they began to sweat.

They waited until all the noise had disappeared. Only then did the tense nerves of the few gradually relax. The flashlight was still in Wu Xie’s hand, his muscles had turned to stone, and Su Wan was completely unconscious.

Li Cu slightly moved the flashlight to look around and saw that the vines of the Hydra had filled all the space here.

“What do we do now?” Yang Hao mouthed to Li Cu.

Li Cuoxin thought to himself, “Why is everyone asking me? How would I know?” He lowered his head and carefully pulled a plastic bag from Su Wan’s pocket with his other hand. Inside was a napkin. Unsure if it was enough, he noticed that the handprints on his back had long been washed away by the rain.

He opened the plastic bag and took out the napkin, handing it to the nearest Hydra vine. Not just this vine, but four or five others in the distance began to retreat as well. Li Cuoxin felt a sense of relief; could it really work like this? Just as he thought about taking a step forward, he was suddenly pulled back by Yang Hao.

Yang Hao gestured upward with his eyelid. Li Cuoxin looked up and saw a white snake hanging down from above, causing the vines to retreat in response. The scales of the white snake opened up, and Li Cuoxin suddenly noticed that many white stones had been artificially embedded within those scales.

As the white snake descended before them, its neck suddenly opened like a cobra, revealing a terrifyingly large face.

1884 Chapter 46 – Tomb?

“Come take a look.” As soon as Li Cu finished speaking, Liang Wan squatted down and spread the floor plan out on the sand. “This is quite interesting.”

Li Cu looked over; it was a side cross-section, and upon seeing the title, he realized it was a side cross-section of the enormous room they were in. “This room is 30 meters deep, a massive space. We’re currently near the ceiling; below us, it’s over 20 meters deep, completely buried. This water tank is a high water reservoir; what we see is just the top of the tank, which is very deep, but it’s all filled with sand right now, and then—”

Liang Wan pointed to a spot. “The door is here; this door leads to a sand prevention passage, but it’s buried under more than 20 meters of sand.”

“Aren’t there any other passages? If we’re near the ceiling, there should be a ventilation system.”

“There are two ventilation systems: one above and one below, prepared for different needs, with a diameter of 30 cm. I don’t think I can fit through, and you guys have little hope either. There are no other exits. And—let me show you something even more interesting.”

Liang Wan handed him a thick stack of blueprints and said, “This is the distribution of the entire complex. It’s a massive project, divided into two parts. Look at the outer edge of this entire building complex; it’s all drawn using modern architectural drawing methods. The small section in the middle, about one square kilometer in area, is done using archaeological drawing methods.”

“What does that mean?”

“These were done by two different groups. The people in the middle were not designing but surveying, while the people outside were starting from scratch. This indicates that at the core of the entire building complex is an ancient archaeological site, around which everything else was constructed.”

“It’s a tomb.” Li Cu took a breath; he recalled what Wu Xie had told him.

Liang Wan nodded. “The structure looks very similar.” She tried to remember the details she had investigated earlier. “I believe the entire building was originally above ground. Look at the lines on its edges; they are very high sand prevention walls. Clearly, seasonal wind and sand are a significant problem here. The builders of the ancient tomb might have hoped to use these winds and sands to protect the tombs from external threats. However, they did not foresee that modern engineering would eventually have the capability to alter the natural environment. They attempted to block the wind and sand from the entire circle through massive engineering efforts. Therefore, about sixty percent of the outer circle’s construction was built to redirect the wind and sand, but we don’t know the purpose of the remaining forty percent. This unknown portion of the construction is concentrated around the tomb, and all of its designs are not modern.”

Liang Wan took a small piece of paper from the floor plan, which had a strange shape drawn on it.

Then she compared the shape to the floor plan; they were identical.

“This shape is an ancient architectural blueprint, discovered during the Warring States period. At that time, 425 pieces of blueprints were found, recorded in 25 volumes of silk books, and they now exist in the Metropolitan Museum. Look, the arrangement and design of the entire building complex are exactly the same as this blueprint.”

“This design is from 3,000 years ago. I still don’t understand why they are using modern technology to recreate ancient blueprints. It’s definitely not just to create a tourist attraction; it must have its own inherent purpose.” Liang Wan discovered this information while studying the blueprints. She was reluctant to share it with Li Zhu, but now she felt that if she didn’t share this information, it might lead to trouble.

Li Zhu asked, “How do you know so much?”

Liang Wan thought to herself that the effort she had put in was disproportionate to what she currently knew. “I haven’t finished yet. Look again. This room’s position within the entire complex.”

Their room was quite large within the whole architectural complex, located on a central axis and on the inner edge of the sand prevention wall, but it belonged to the outer edge of the buildings designed according to the blueprints from 3,000 years ago. The positioning was very precise.

“I just looked at all the blueprints. As we go further in, there are no connections; the buildings inside are completely sealed off. This means that the point Wu Xie gave us is the closest point we can enter to the ancient royal tomb ruins at the center of the entire architectural complex.”

“He wants us to go into this royal tomb?”

Liang Wan smiled and pointed in one direction. “But it doesn’t lead outside; it leads to the internal buildings of these windbreaks. There’s only one passage from this room.” She pointed at the pool. “On the terminal wall of this pool, there’s a pipe leading to that area.”

Li Zhu frowned, and Liang Wan said, “Little guy, you don’t need to worry about whether these things make sense. We are forced to enter here, and if Wu Xie wants us to go into the royal tomb, he must have already prepared that entrance for us.”

Yang Hao returned empty-handed and said, “There’s nothing here to start a fire.” Li Zhu replied, “Stack all the empty containers we can find in a circle. I’ll go get the tent and seal off the bottom with sand; that should be a bit safer.”

“There are snakes in the water.”

“I’ll be careful.”

With that, Li Zhu took off his clothes, grabbed a flashlight, jumped into the water filtration pool, and quickly swam forward.

Before long, he found the tent. He tugged at it and discovered it was very heavy, firmly stuck to the bottom. He pulled hard, and the surrounding water surged downwards for a moment. He pushed himself back with his legs to avoid being sucked in and shone his flashlight.

A hole the size of a manhole cover appeared at the bottom of the water. The water was flowing into it; the speed wasn’t fast, but he could feel the force of the water.

The lady was right.

Li Zhu collected the tent and floated above the hole, shining his flashlight down. He saw clumps of hair tangled together, filled with something resembling poisonous snakes.

A wave of goosebumps rose on Li Zhu’s skin. He turned to swim away but suddenly saw something white among the entwined black hair, something thicker than any snake.

It was a white snake, as thick as a bowl, hairless, but its scales could open and close, like countless little wings flapping.

Was this the thing he had seen in the mirror just now?

Li Cu carefully looked and couldn’t see the snake’s head; all he could see was the exposed snake body, and the shape of the scales was different from other snakes.
“Monstrous creature! My lady, you were lying here all along.” Li Cu swam back and climbed onto the shore.
Yang Hao pulled him up and asked, “What did you see?”
“Bai Suzhen,” Li Cu said as he lifted the tent and wiped the water from his hair, “and a lot of Xu Xian played by Louis Koo.”

1883 Chapter 45 – The Female Corpse

Li Cu was grabbing around in a panic, but caught nothing and fell into the water for about ten seconds. The water was warm, and the itching and pain on his body were washed away in just a few seconds.

They struggled to the surface, surrounded by darkness. Li Cu shouted, “Is everyone okay?”

“Not okay!” Su Wan yelled from a distance, “Something’s biting my little brother!”

“I didn’t ask about your little brother; I asked how you are!” Li Cu shouted back.

Su Wan continued to curse from afar, and Li Cu felt that Su Wan was a bit too far away; a few people had fallen down earlier, and they weren’t that far apart. He was about to shout again when, with a “plop,” a cold flame lit up behind him. It was Yang Hao, floating up while holding a bag. He couldn’t swim, but he seemed quite calm, perhaps because he could see the bottom of the water, which wasn’t very deep.

Looking around, Li Cu saw that it was a large pool, very large, with sandy edges. Liang Wan was a little behind them, closer than Su Wan, who was inexplicably far away. But soon, he swam over.

When the four of them climbed ashore, they discovered that this pool resembled a lake surrounded entirely by sand dunes. As they climbed up, they found the area around the lake was also desert terrain.

“Did so much sand really leak down?” Su Wan wondered. “It’s a blessing it didn’t get buried.”

Yang Hao raised the cold flame and clicked his tongue.

Everyone looked up; the ceiling was about six meters high, and it rose quite high. There were large patches of sand stuck to the ceiling, but it wasn’t made of cement; it was a mirror surface.

After walking a few steps, they saw that the entire ceiling was made up of mottled mirrors, not a single piece but countless pieces pieced together with almost no seams, although the mercury on top had fallen off quite badly.

What a strange place. Looking up, they could see themselves standing on the sand dune; if the lighting were strong enough, it seemed like there were two deserts facing each other.

This room was enormous, with no visible walls. Liang Wan took out a floor plan, flipping through it until he pulled out one sheet.

The name of this room was “Breathing Room.”

This should be part of the air conditioning system; these buildings were likely all enclosed. Liang Wan pointed to one of the circular holes marked on the plan, which should be where they fell down, with the large circle below representing the pool. The label read “Sand Filtration Pool.”

They had no idea what purpose it served in the system.

No one was waiting for them here; it seemed that Wu Xie didn’t really care about these matters. He wasn’t very respectful of people.

The exit indicated on the floor plan was to their left, and as they walked over, they found that the opening was blocked by a thick iron door that looked so solid that even a mother wouldn’t recognize it.

Could it be just a sealed room? Li Cu wondered if Wu Xie and the others were at another entrance.

They returned to the sand filtration pool, and Su Wan said, “Does Wu boss mean we’re supposed to stay underground for three days?”

Wu Xie’s messages were always very accurate, never alarmist. Li Cu looked at the pool again, then curiously glanced up at the ceiling.

The mirror reflected the entire pool, and he saw something white floating in the reflection of the pool above.

He looked down at the water pool, which was empty, but when he raised his head to look at the reflection in the mirror, he saw something floating, not far from the shore. It was vague, resembling a female corpse dressed in white, cold, icy, and eerie.

He snapped his fingers, “Whoever sees a stone nearby, pick one up for me.”

Turning around, he saw Su Wan collapsed on the ground, clutching his groin and starting to moan.

“What’s going on now?”

“I told you, something bit my little brother!” Su Wan exclaimed, unzipping his pants. As Yang Hao approached with the cold flame, he caught sight of Su Wan’s groin, which was covered in thick black hair.

Yang Hao and Li Cu exchanged glances, “You’ve got way too much hair.”

“It’s not my hair!” Su Wan protested, tugging at it. With a pull, a thick, hairy creature was yanked out.

They had killed quite a few of those snakes before, but they never expected to pull such a large one out from Su Wan’s pants.

Su Wan screamed and threw it away, and it landed right on Yang Hao’s face. Yang Hao jumped back, leaping more than a meter away.

Li Cu noticed that the base of Su Wan’s genitals had two large bite wounds, oozing black blood. In that moment, he thought about whether he should help Su Wan suck out the poisoned blood but immediately felt nauseous. He turned to Liang Wan, “Doctor Liang, what do you think we should do?”

Liang Wan, unfazed, pushed aside Su Wan’s genitals and squeezed several times, asking, “Are you dizzy? Do you feel any numbness in your limbs?”

Su Wan replied, “No, but you have to take responsibility for me.”

Liang Wan slapped him, “Taking responsibility for you means I’ll be a widower in an hour. Can you cooperate with the treatment?”

Su Wan said, “I brought the serum! It’s in my bag.”

Liang Wan rummaged through Su Wan’s bag, pulling out the serum, a syringe, and a complete set of sterilized supplies. Without knowing what Su Wan was thinking, Liang Wan quickly injected the serum and propped his head up on a sand dune. Su Wan complained, “Why is it always me? Ouch, it’s swelling. Who has a phone? Take a picture for me; I want to post it on Caoliu.”

Meanwhile, Yang Hao returned with sand all over his hands, saying the snake had escaped and wasn’t killed.

Liang Wan washed his hands in the water pool and said the snake came from the water. Yang Hao’s cold flame went out, and he shined his flashlight into the water but saw no trace of the snake. However, Li Cu was still thinking about the thing reflected in the mirror above the water pool. When he looked up, he found that the white object was gone.

Am I going blind? He wondered for a moment, then heard Su Wan howl in frustration. Turning back, he saw that the sand dune Su Wan was leaning against had collapsed, causing him to fall on his back, and something wrapped inside the sand was revealed.

It was five strange containers. While they were indeed strange, Li Cu had seen something similar before.

After kicking them a few times, he saw inside: many white, slimy fragments.

Li Cu fiddled with them and discovered that all five were open, with the slime dried into a plastic-like substance, and inside were black hairs and scales.

“They’re eggs.” These containers held eggs. Their earlier speculation was correct: these vehicles brought in containers and then carried something away. What they were transporting out of the desert were these eggs.

Eggs of that kind of snake.

Yang Hao kicked away the remaining sand piles and discovered that beneath the layers of sand, there were countless containers like this.

“This place is not safe to stay for long,” Li Cu said. “No matter what, we have to leave here. Otherwise, we really won’t survive for three days. Sister, look for an exit. Yang Zi, help me think of a way; I need to start a fire here. Su Wan, take out your gun and load the bullets.”

They were able to escape the rain by hiding here because they had a general understanding of the environment. If something went wrong here, not being prepared would surely lead to death.

1882 Chapter 44 – Entrance

After he finished speaking, he jumped down the sand dune and started walking quickly towards the other side. Li Cu was a bit puzzled; he also looked up at the sky and noticed that a large mass of dark clouds had gathered at some point, and now the wind had begun to rise, tearing apart the clouds and revealing the sky. Yang Hao said, “Why do I feel like this is so absurd? Yali, let’s go home.”

Li Cu looked at the sky and then at the surrounding desert. For some reason, he started to tremble all over. He realized the implication of Wu Xie’s words and felt a chill run down his spine. Wu Xie had some quirks; he often spoke lightly about things that were actually quite terrifying and serious based on his previous experiences.

“Just survive the next three days,” Su Wan said as he looked at his backpack, counting on his fingers. “It’s very simple.”

Suddenly, Li Cu rushed halfway down the sand dune and shouted at Wu Xie, “Where exactly is this place?”

Wu Xie didn’t turn back but said, “You are inside a door. Don’t even think about going out; without me, no one can leave.”

The three of them watched Wu Xie disappear into the darkness and exchanged glances. “When do we start counting the next three days? It’s almost midnight,” Yang Hao asked.

“I think we should start counting from now,” Su Wan said, raising his hand. A small red light on his watch lit up, and it began to beep.

“What function is this?”

“It’s a weather disaster alert. It automatically activates when there are significant changes in humidity and pressure. Generally, when the red light is on, it indicates a thunderstorm,” Su Wan said. “Ah, I only brought an umbrella. What should I do?”

Li Cu looked at the sky, where the dark clouds appeared thick and heavy. They couldn’t feel the wind yet, but there was definitely a strong wind swirling within the clouds. The clouds were getting lower, almost as if they were about to crash down into the desert.

“Is it going to thunder?” Li Cu muttered to himself.

Su Wan nodded.

“It would be great if it could strike you dead,” Yang Hao said, looking at Su Wan holding the umbrella, which was a floral one, only as big as a small sun hat. “This is a children’s umbrella. Why did you bring an umbrella to the desert?”

Su Wan pointed at the sky, looking very innocent. Just then, a flash of lightning illuminated the entire desert, and heavy rain began to pour down.

“Behind the door?” Li Cu thought to himself, wondering why there was still a riddle about what was behind the door. The gates of hell?

He suddenly felt a burning sensation on his face. When he touched it, he found that his skin, now wet, had started to blister and peel.

“Damn it!” Yang Hao shouted, “Acid rain!”

This could only be described as corrosive rain, but the pain followed suit. The few of them ducked and ran, trying to find a place to shelter from the rain.

They rushed over to the exposed car, but when they tried to open the door, they found it was sealed tightly and couldn’t be moved at all.

They rushed back again, and in a panic, all three squeezed into Liang Wan’s tent.

Liang Wan was startled awake by the thunder. As he sat up, he saw three boys rush in, their faces covered in blisters, and he screamed in fright.

Fearing that the water on their bodies would touch Liang Wan’s skin, the three of them immediately pressed against the side, but the tent was small, and even when they pressed to the very edge, the four of them were almost glued together.

“Get out,” Liang Wan said. “Otherwise, I won’t be polite.”

“We will die if we go out; this rain can melt a person,” Yang Hao said. “You can’t be that heartless.”

Liang Wan looked at their hands and frowned. “Three people have taken off their clothes!”

Li Zhu was taken aback. “Then you don’t have to be so kind; we’re not in the mood right now.”

“Stop talking nonsense,” Liang Wan said. “The water has soaked your clothes; it will corrode your skin. Take off your clothes and wash yourselves with clean water.”

“The clean water is in the bag outside,” Su Wan said. Yang Hao replied, “Use sand; sand can also be used to wash.”

“Wash your body with sulfuric acid and rub it with sandpaper? That’s one of the top ten brutal punishments of the Qing Dynasty,” Su Wan said. “Can we use saliva? We can spit and collect a bit.”

As he spoke, he started to spit on himself. Li Zhu rolled his eyes; Su Wan was certainly unreliable, but his suggestion might not be without merit.

“Use urine! Sister, do you have a bottle?”

The three of them, in the cramped tent, used Liang Wan’s water bottle to collect urine, then carefully wiped themselves bit by bit. After Yang Hao was done, Su Wan looked at Liang Wan and said, “Sister, contribute a bit too.” Liang Wan slapped him hard, to the point that she also had to wash her hands with urine.

The whole tent was filled with a terrible smell, and Liang Wan was on the verge of breaking down. “Why does your urine smell so bad?!” Su Wan proudly replied, “I’m a virgin! I take pride in my strong smell.”

Halfway through washing, Li Zhu suddenly felt something dripping on his head and cursed, “Who the hell is pissing on top?” Realizing something was wrong, he looked up and saw a hole had melted through the tent.

He brought Liang Wan’s flashlight close to the top of the tent and saw that it had been corroded to a very thin point, ready to be pierced through at any moment.

Having survived three days, whether they could survive another three hours was in question. Damn you, Wu Xie, why didn’t you remind me!

Right, that kid Wu Xie has his own motives for everything. Why did he let me face such a tricky situation alone? Doesn’t he worry I won’t make it through?

As Li Zhu pondered, there was another round of thunder outside, and the rain intensified, filling his ears with the sound of rain, like a thousand machine guns firing.

Suddenly, he realized Wu Xie’s intention and said to Liang Wan, “Put on your shoes and cover all exposed parts of your body.”

“What are you planning?”

“We need to go down, down underground.”

“What about those vines?”

“Those vines can’t hear us; they can’t hear anything right now. Wu Xie knows that if he wanted me to go underground just now, I would rather die than go. He let me choose. Damn it, I’m going down to confront him.”

With the black glasses on, it was probably himself who would get slapped, but that didn’t matter; he needed to make his stance clear.

The four of them held up the tent, cut off the bottom, then began to feel for their bags, collecting all their belongings. They started to stumble down the sand dune like a cosplay turtle, heading in the direction of Wu Xie. When they lost their way, three of them held up the tent while Liang Wan looked around.

They eventually reached the sand dune where Wu Xie had appeared, and there were already several small holes in the tent. They circled around, and Su Wan asked, “Where’s the entrance?”

Li Zhu looked down and scanned the surroundings. A flash of lightning illuminated the area, and he saw the previous figure of Li Ren standing just four steps away from him: “There!”

The mark left by Wu Xie. A few people walked over and reached in front of Ren Bei, covering the stele with a tent. Li Cu began to pull at the stele; after a few attempts, it became loose. Suddenly, the sand beneath them collapsed, and the four of them, along with the sand, water, and tent, fell down together.

1881 Chapter 43 – Wu Xie Appears.

If it were any other time, Li Zhu would have definitely slapped him directly, but at that moment, he was also stunned and handed the napkin to Wu Xie. Seeing an unusual smile on Wu Xie’s face, Li Zhu instinctively lowered his head, not daring to look up, and he heard the sound of sand shifting. After a while, Wu Xie’s feet appeared in front of him.

The napkin was taken, and for a moment, Li Zhu was shocked and terrified, thinking, “Wow, he really doesn’t care about anything.”

Then he saw Wu Xie crouching down, their pale faces meeting each other’s gaze, separated by just a hand’s distance.

Li Zhu didn’t dare to raise his eyes; he could only catch a glimpse of Wu Xie starting to wipe his face with the napkin. Soon, he realized something was wrong—the pale complexion was actually being wiped away.

He turned his head and saw that Wu Xie had removed all the white stuff from his face, revealing normal skin. He had tanned quite a bit, with stubble on his chin, and he looked almost emaciated, but his eyes were filled with a chilling determination.

Once this kind of person decides to do something, it’s best not to stop him. Because he might only make that one decision in his lifetime, and if you try to stop him, he will use every means at his disposal and take a lifetime to destroy you.

“You’ve worked hard; you’ve exceeded my expectations,” Wu Xie said. After standing up, he signaled to the other two people in the distance by shielding his eyes from the wind and light.

The distant lights disappeared, and Wu Xie looked at the stunned group, sighed, and stood up, saying, “Everyone, please be at ease.”

Li Zhu and the others finally came to their senses and got up. Li Zhu immediately exclaimed, “Damn, I knew you couldn’t have been trapped; you were just acting! Why didn’t those vines attack you?”

Wu Xie gestured for Li Zhu to look at the white substance on his arms, neck, and face. It was a kind of powder. “This is a type of stone powder that can treat diarrhea. After special treatment, this stone can hinder these plants. Ancient craftsmen used this stone to build the core tombs to prevent destruction by these plants.”

Li Zhu picked up the napkin Wu Xie had just wiped with, sniffed it, sneezed, and suddenly realized something: “When you were attacked, I was fine because you wiped this on me?”

Wu Xie nodded, patted Li Zhu on the shoulder, and pointed to the spot he had patted, where a white handprint appeared.

“You probably don’t even remember how many times Wang Meng and I patted you when you were wearing that outfit. Also, these cars here used to transport this kind of stone. They only thought of this method in the end.” Wu Xie walked over to their campfire and sat down, while Yang Hao sensibly came over to offer him a cigarette.

Wu Xie accepted it without hesitation, picked up a piece of charcoal to light it, and said, “There are quite a few people here. You have better connections than I do. Back in the day when I was struggling, I often traveled alone for miles.”

Li Zhu then asked, “Boss, what exactly are you up to? I’m innocent; how can you be so ruthless to me?”

“Life is such a thing; if you ask why, don’t you think it’s a bit too pretentious?” Wu Xie took a puff of his cigarette, rolled up his sleeve, and Li Zhu saw that Wu Xie’s arms were covered with lines of blood, clearly self-inflicted.

“Your brain really has a problem,” Li Cu thought, while Wu Xie said, “That’s a total of seventeen times. Every time I fail, I cut myself here.”

“What seventeen times?”

“A reliable stranger,” Wu Xie replied. “You are the eighteenth; you finally succeeded. The number is quite auspicious.”

Li Cu didn’t understand, but upon seeing Wu Xie, he lost interest in other matters. He handed the napkin, which Wu Xie had wiped with white powder, to Su Wan and said, “You designed this, right? All those things of mine were sent to me because you made people think I knew some secrets. You deliberately pulled me into this, making them focus their attention on me.”

“No, no, no, I am a person with a conscience. At that time, you were already a target. If I hadn’t done this, you would have been skinned alive,” Wu Xie said. “But you don’t need to thank me. First, your fate is unfortunate, but meeting me is a turning point; thank heaven for that. Second, I am using you; I benefit greatly as well, so we are even.”

“But you have to help me out,” Li Cu said. “Damn, this only temporarily saved my skin. If they come at me hard, I’ll end up on the torture rack. I know nothing, and there will be no way to save me.”

Wu Xie took a puff of his cigarette and asked Su Wan, “Kid, I’ve checked your background. I heard your dad has a liquor business. Did you bring any good wine?”

Li Cu and Yang Hao looked at Su Wan, who shook his head. “We came to explore the desert; how could we bring useless stuff?”

“But I smell something,” Wu Xie said, looking at his backpack. “If you hide it, I won’t take you out.” Su Wan’s expression changed.

Li Cu and Yang Hao glared at Su Wan, who had no choice but to take out a bottle of blue semi-solid substance from the side pocket of his backpack. It was probably raw liquor. He scooped out a piece the size of a fingernail and dropped it into a water bag for Wu Xie. Wu Xie shook it, took a sip, and revealed an intoxicated expression. “A friend of mine taught me that when doing big things, you must drink a bit; only then will your words have persuasion. I think it’s nonsense, but liquor is indeed a good thing. You, kid, are too stingy, but I won’t fuss over it.”

After drinking a few sips, Wu Xie turned back to Li Cu and said, “I understand how you feel. Of course, I will help you solve this, but first, you need to answer me a question.”

“If you were a golden bird, and anyone who eats you can achieve immortality, with a thousand people wanting to eat you, scattered all over the world with great powers, and you don’t want to die, what would you do to solve this problem?”

The three of them looked at each other, and Su Wan asked, “Is this a riddle?”

Wu Xie replied, “It’s a real problem.”

Yang Hao then said, “Can I not be a golden bird, or say, I could hide in the deep mountains?”

“Your fate has already made you a golden bird; you cannot change that. Of course, you can hide, but you can’t hide for a lifetime.” Wu Xie threw the cigarette butt into the bonfire and looked up at the sky. “Hurry up and answer; our time is limited.”

Su Wan and Yang Hao looked at Li Cu, indicating that they had stopped thinking. Li Cu looked at Wu Xie, took a deep breath, knowing the answer, but he was unwilling to speak.

Looking at a few people’s expressions, he slowly opened his mouth and said, “Kill all 1,000 of them.”
Wu Xie smiled, “You have a very high talent.”
He stood up and said, “The only way to resolve this matter is to continue and eliminate everyone who threatens your safety.”
“How do we continue?”
Wu Xie looked at the sky again, stood up, and said, “No matter what method you use, just survive the next three days. Also, the blueprints that girl carries are your most important resource for survival, so take care of them.”

1880 Chapter 42 – The Huge Vines

“F***ing huge.” The three of them remained silent for a long time. Yang Hao said, beneath the dunes, an entire expanse of green luminescence filled almost their entire field of vision. The scene looked like it had been designed in a 3D Max cinema—breathtaking and boundless. The nearest light mist seemed almost within reach.

There was no strange smell; this phosphorescent light was colorless and odorless, presenting an ionized appearance. Wu Xie and that blind man were beneath this desert. Such a vast area was truly astonishing.

Are they really still alive? Li Cu had some doubts. With such scale, could an ordinary person really survive? Yang Hao gestured a few times, “The buildings beneath this sand seem to have large gaps, as if they were large warehouses. Ya Li, have you noticed anything unusual?”

Li Cu squinted his eyes. It was difficult to accurately discern the structures beneath the sand using just these lights and shadows, but he still picked up on some clues. All the green light twisted and coiled, forming a gigantic shape—a huge hand with seven fingers.

“Do you know about the holographic embryology theory?” Li Cu asked. The other two shook their heads. Li Cu continued, “If a tree has three branches, then each of those branches will have three smaller branches, and the smaller branches will also have three even smaller branches. In the end, the leaves of the tree and the veins on those leaves will also be in threes. Look at these seven light bands; they represent the main vines of that kind of plant. So, the distribution of this plant’s vines becomes clear. A normal vine distribution should be quite natural, but the vines in this part of the desert in front of us have many right angles and square distributions, indicating they are separated by square and right-angled walls and buildings.”

“So, the gaps in these light bands represent relatively safe areas,” one of them concluded. The “hand” discovered in the coffin’s dark compartment also had seven fingers, making it clear that this massive plant was lurking beneath the sand.

“These seven massive vines are the main stems, with the roots directly in front of us. Let’s go take a look at how far this plant’s spread reaches.” The three of them circled around the lake, discovering that the vines in the southeast were quite sparse. They figured that if they could run about five or six hundred meters, they would be mostly safe. This brought them some joy. Li Cu recalled that when Black Glass told him to leave, it seemed to be in this direction. It turned out he was well-prepared.

The pattern on his back resembled the seven massive main vines he had seen. He thought back to when Wu Xie had been studying his back, wondering if there was some clue related to those seven vines. He really didn’t like relying on these clues.

When the three of them returned, they saw Liang Wan standing on the dune where they had been. Compared to her earlier sexy outfit, Liang Wan looked much more innocent in her sportswear. The contrast between the two states made the three of them a bit distracted. As they approached, they saw Liang Wan was holding a stack of printed papers, looking at the desert they had just seen.

“It’s the blueprint that the person who threw us into the river gave me. I printed it out,” Liang Wan explained to them. Li Cu saw that the blueprint Liang Wan was looking at was already quite similar to the layout presented in the desert.

“Awesome!” Su Wan said, “Sister, where did you get the inside information from?”

Liang Wan, however, was focused entirely on the blueprint. As she studied it, she folded the drawing and pointed into the distance, to the base of seven fingers. “That’s the entrance. In the design, there are thirty ventilation shafts here, which are meant to prevent sand and dust. Water can be drawn down through the shafts, so if we want to go in, this should be the most convenient spot.”

“Why do we need to go in?” Li Cu asked.

“I’m just saying,” Liang Wan replied. Li Cu glanced at her and made a funny gesture, pretending to invite her towards the desert: “Then you go by yourself. Do you want me to play the saxophone to send you off?”

Liang Wan showed a look of fear towards the desert, but she quickly calmed down and turned back to the tent.

Li Cu shook his head, and Su Wan gave a thumbs up. “You tamed this fairy in just a few hours, awesome.” Li Cu swatted his hand away and was about to sit back down by the campfire when suddenly Yang Hao called out again.

Endless, Li Cu was annoyed and went over, only to see a light in the direction Liang Wan had pointed to earlier.

It wasn’t a green light curtain, but a lamp. A dim yellow light appeared in the darkness, like a lantern. Li Cu took out his binoculars and was shocked to see a person standing halfway up the sand dune, holding a wind lamp. In the dark, the wind lamp looked like a low-grade star.

The wind lamp was held at face level, and although Li Cu’s binoculars were not very powerful, he still recognized the person’s distinctive feature.

That person was wearing sunglasses.

Li Cu lowered the binoculars, thinking he was hallucinating. Was he just missing him or something? How could such a hallucination suddenly appear? He raised the binoculars again and saw another person behind the one with the sunglasses, mimicking the same action. It turned out to be Wang Meng.

Both faces were perfectly illuminated by the light of the wind lamp, as if it were intentional, creating an eerie and inexplicable scene. Moreover, the two remained completely still, like sculptures.

Haunted! These people really are dead. Li Cu’s face turned as pale as a ghost. Trembling, he asked Su Wan, “Do you have anything like a peach wood sword?”

“No~” Su Wan’s voice trembled slightly as well.

“You brought a saxophone but not a peach wood sword? Do you have a brain or not?” Li Cu said.

Su Wan replied, “Is there a logical connection between the two?”

“Do I still need to explain logic to you? I’m telling you, without a peach wood sword, we’re screwed because this desert is haunted,” Li Cu said. “And these ghosts all had problems in their heads when they were alive.”

“I know,” Su Wan said.

Li Cu was puzzled. Su Wan didn’t have binoculars, so how could he see those two ghosts? Looking back, he saw that Su Wan and Yang Hao had already retreated far back, both watching the bottom of the sand dune.

Li Cu looked down and saw that there was still a person standing at the bottom of the sand dune. Wu Xie was silently standing in the darkness, holding a wind lamp and looking at them. His face was pale, completely unlike a living person.

Li Cu’s hands and feet turned cold as he made eye contact with Wu Xie, who showed no reaction, only coldly staring back at him.

“Piu,” Li Cu made a gesture he never expected of himself—he knelt down.

Su Wan and Yang Hao looked pale as they watched all of this. When they saw Li Zu make a strange gesture, they immediately knelt down as well. Su Wan took a package out of his bag and threw it to Li Zu. To Li Zu’s surprise, it turned out to be a large pack of napkins. Confused, he looked at Su Wan and asked what was going on. Su Wan whispered, “Pretend it’s paper money and burn it for him; they don’t care about the details.”

1879 Chapter 41 – Trapped

The campfire was finally lit with great difficulty, using flammable materials taken from the car. It was a small flame, but it was much more substantial than what Liang Wan had before. Li Cu had some doubts about what Liang Wan had burned; there was no hay or other flammable materials around. Was she burning sand?

Yang Hao was holding his jaw while skewering his rations with an iron rod to roast them over the fire. He mumbled, “If you save a pear, you get a kiss; if I save you, I get a slap. Your taste is really poor.” Liang Wan shot him a cold glance, and Yang Hao shifted aside, turning away in protest.

Liang Wan sighed and turned to look the other way, just in time to see Li Cu looking at her. Their eyes met, and Li Cu blushed slightly but didn’t shy away, asking, “Are you okay? Yang Zi didn’t mean it.”

Liang Wan didn’t respond and lit a cigarette instead. She wanted to ask what was going on, and she had a rough idea of the situation, but halfway through her cigarette, she asked, “What were those things? Why can’t we come in here?”

Li Cu gave a brief explanation, but Liang Wan still didn’t understand. She lacked knowledge in this area and was somewhat reluctant to think about it. She wanted to go back to Beijing; she wasn’t afraid of danger, even if it threatened her life, but she was more terrified of these things.

The sounds from outside had completely vanished, and Su Wan’s saxophone had been sealed in Li Cu’s bag. If it weren’t for Su Wan’s insistence, Li Cu would have definitely used it as firewood.

Once everything quieted down, the effects of their earlier exertion began to take hold, and all of them felt a bit weak. Li Cu and the others often played soccer and quickly regained their energy after relaxing, but Liang Wan was completely exhausted. Li Cu and the others took care of her, giving her water, but there was no better way to help her recover emotionally. They could only sit around the campfire and eat their rations.

The four of them ate in relative silence. Li Cu felt that Su Wan and the others weren’t really afraid of their surroundings; after all, they had never truly faced death and were just feeling awkward.

Under normal circumstances, after such a dramatic event, they would definitely talk about it at length. If Liang Wan hadn’t been so frightened, Li Cu would have stood up and demanded to talk, but given that she had been so severely scared, joking around seemed inhumane.

They didn’t dare to talk about the vines outside, fearing that it would only frighten Liang Wan more. There really wasn’t much to discuss anyway. Su Wan, chewing on a biscuit, asked, “Ya Li, have you finished your homework? The mock exam is coming up when school starts, and homework counts for points.”

Li Cu shook her head, thinking to herself that she wasn’t in the mood to think about homework. She replied, “It’s up to you; just give me two days to copy it.”

Su Wan said, “Every time you copy, you get the wrong answers, and it makes my life miserable.”

Yang Hao slapped his palm lightly, “This is so annoying. Why are we talking about this here? We should be discussing what to do tomorrow. Getting lost in the desert is one thing, but we don’t even have the luxury of being lost. How are we going to get out?”

Li Cu shook his head; he had no idea what to do. They were already trapped like castaways in a sea of sand. Without someone sacrificing themselves, it would be hard to escape this area.

Of course, there were ways to think of solutions, but right now, he just didn’t want to think anymore. Yang Hao lay back on the sand, cursing and smoking, feeling very displeased. Li Cu had no way to help; he looked up at the nearby lake, which was still dry. The worries in his heart weren’t about his own escape.

If there is no water source, then the problem in the desert is not the distance of the journey, but the imminent threat of death.

Su Wan glanced at his watch and said he wanted to take a stroll. He wandered along the lake by himself, and Li Cu knew he was going to relieve himself. Su Wan was famously straightforward; after eating for 20 minutes, he would definitely need to go. After finishing his cigarette, Yang Hao also went to wander around. These people were all accustomed to drifting about.

Li Cu didn’t move. He was anxious too, but that kiss earlier kept him by Liang Wan’s side.

Liang Wan seemed to have noticed. She relaxed a bit and asked softly, “What time are you planning to sleep?”

Li Cu replied, “In the desert, it’s generally around nine o’clock when we should sleep. If we stay up later, the temperature will drop very low.”

Liang Wan said, “Then you can’t sleep too soundly. I’m a bit scared sleeping alone in a tent.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll arrange for someone to keep watch,” Li Cu said. “I’ll help you set up the tent.”

So, Li Cu helped Liang Wan set up her tent by the campfire, and he also set up a tent for the three of them. When he finished, Su Wan came back, looked at the two tents, which were the same size, one for Liang Wan and one for the three of them, and said, “Your arrangement is unreasonable.”

Liang Wan ignored him and went into her tent to sleep. Su Wan felt frustrated and muttered, “Now three men sleeping together is quite improper.”

Li Cu checked his watch and said he would take the first night watch. After that, he would see who couldn’t sleep or was sleeping well enough to take over the second half of the night. This way, everyone would sleep a bit more soundly. Su Wan then asked if there would be wolves or something like that; wolves in the desert are fierce and can eat people.

Li Cu said that theoretically, there should be some, but the chances of encountering them in this situation were very low. Plus, since we had a fire going, wild animals generally wouldn’t approach the source of the fire. The most unfortunate thing was that with the current situation outside, any wolves would have already been caught in the sand by those vines.

Seeing Su Wan staring at Liang Wan’s tent, Li Cu thought to himself that there was indeed a lecher among them, but this lecher had too low a combat power to be feared.

Su Wan nodded and said he would keep him company for a while, sitting down beside Li Cu and taking out a book to write by the firelight.

Li Cu found it amusing: “A diary?”

What he wrote in today’s diary would turn into a fantasy novel.

Su Wan held up his notebook, which was titled “Five Years of College Entrance Examination, Three Years of Simulation,” and said, “In ancient times, Yuan Hu wrote a thousand words on horseback; today, I, Su Wan, tackle questions in the desert.”

Li Cu glanced at the several exercise books next to Su Wan, compared their thickness, and stroked his chin: a saxophone and several thick exercise books—was there anything else in his bag?

While he was pondering, Li Cu suddenly felt a change in the surrounding light. He looked up to see that the moon was covered by clouds, and everything around them darkened instantly. He had a bad feeling and stood up, only to see in the distance, where the firelight couldn’t reach, the edges of the sand dunes were enveloped in an unusual green glow.

It was a ribbon of light, like the aurora borealis, rising from the desert. This band of light surrounded the entire lake, twisting and changing like the northern lights. Because of the moonlight, this light curtain wasn’t very noticeable. Once the moonlight was obscured, the curtain of light appeared like a ghost.

Li Cu ran up to a sand dune and looked down, seeing the entire sea of sand enveloped in a green glow, dreamlike and surreal. It was like green waves surging in an irregular pattern.

“Are we in the Arctic?” Su Wan exclaimed in astonishment.

“This is phosphorescence,” Yang Hao’s voice came from the darkness. He was crouching on the sand, gazing at the green light curtain outside. “There are dead bodies beneath the sand. It got too hot during the day, and they’ve all evaporated.”

Li Cu had never seen anything like this and was puzzled as to why Yang Hao knew, but seeing Yang Hao’s serious expression, she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Take a closer look. The places where this light curtain appears are where the vines are concentrated. Look closely; the shapes formed by these light curtains—are they not geometric figures?”

Li Cu examined it carefully and gasped. She realized that Yang Hao was right; the patterns formed by the light curtains were likely the various outlines of the immense structure buried beneath the sand.

1878 Chapter 40 – Perilous Situations

The desert is not safe; stay there and keep quiet. We will save you ASAP.

The sound of the saxophone really resembles a human voice, but it still falls far short of being clear enough for people to understand. With subtitles, it might be comprehensible, Li Cu squeezed his brow. Su Wan was still lost in his playing, having played it over a dozen times.

Strange sounds indeed traveled far in the desert. Yang Hao’s English skills were so poor that he couldn’t judge whether Su Wan’s playing was understandable. He was looking through binoculars towards Liang Wan and said, “There’s a response, there’s a response. She’s looking our way.”

Li Cu buried his face in his hands and sighed deeply, preparing to get up and stop Su Wan’s saxophone. Just then, Yang Hao let out a startled cry and rolled down from the sand dune.

“What happened?” Li Cu rushed over. As he climbed up the dune, he saw that it was almost completely dark, and in the white desert illuminated by the moonlight, huge waves were rising one after another.

In the dim moonlight, he could vaguely see some tendril-like vines among the sand waves, occasionally revealing themselves from the sand. Su Wan was completely unaware, still lost in his playing. As the sound of the saxophone continued, those vines moved in a patterned manner.

Many people might think it was like an Indian with a snake, but it was entirely different; the entire desert truly resembled waves. Li Cu suddenly understood why those trucks had been buried in the sand again. Although he couldn’t see clearly, he could observe that all the movements of the vines were near each sand dune.

The saxophone indeed resonated with the dunes, and the result of this resonance was that these vines mistakenly believed that there were creatures moving on all the dunes.

He snatched Yang Hao’s binoculars and looked towards Liang Wan, only to see that she had already collapsed. She had retreated halfway up a sand dune, and the spot where she had been standing, as well as the area around the campfire, was now all covered by sand waves.

“Stop playing!” Li Cu kicked at the sand to stop Su Wan.

The sound of the saxophone came to an abrupt halt, and almost instantly, the entire desert fell silent; the sand waves froze as if the whole sandy sea had been frozen in place.

When Li Cu looked through the binoculars again, it was clear that Liang Wan didn’t know what was happening. Terrified, she watched as the commotion beneath the dune quieted down. She looked around helplessly and suddenly dashed down the dune, running wildly.

On the calm sandy sea, she was the only sound source, and the sand surface behind her immediately began to ripple. Serpent-like trails surged from beneath the sand, chasing after her.

“Damn it!” Li Cu punched himself in the face and charged at Su Wan, shouting, “Play, play your loudest!”

Entrusted with this important task and not knowing what was happening, Su Wan immediately nodded and raised his hand to start playing “Sending Condolences,” a sorrowful tune that should be played on a suona. It was high-pitched and mournful.

Li Cu snatched the submachine gun from Yang Hao and dashed out of the safety circle. He heard Yang Hao shouting at Su Wan, “Can you play something more cheerful?”

As Li Cu reached the bottom of the dune, Su Wan began to play the classic piece “Going Home,” which he had performed at class activities.

Beneath the ring of sand dunes surrounding the lake, there was a relatively flat stretch of sand. It was only after about 500 to 600 meters that the large, undulating sand dunes began. Because of Su Wan’s saxophone, all the vines were concentrated at the base of the dunes, and Li Cu felt that this flat sandy area was relatively safe.

As it turned out, feeling safe was just an illusion.

Li Cu dashed forward for twenty or thirty steps, and the sand began to ripple beneath him. In the darkness, he couldn’t tell whether Liang Wan was still running toward him. He wanted to shoot at the sand, but remembering that these things would follow sound, he forcibly held back and ran forward.

In the darkness, he could hear the out-of-tune saxophone and the rumbling of the sand. He tried to locate Liang Wan, but it was impossible to distinguish her position.

Just as he was anxiously regretting his recklessness, something suddenly flew past him from behind and exploded about seven or eight meters away.

It was a cold firework. Turning around, he saw Yang Hao had picked one up, waved at him, and then threw it over.

What a good buddy! He really knows what I need! Li Cu was almost in tears as he rushed to pick it up and threw it into the sky.

After launching it high, the entire open area was illuminated. Even if Liang Wan hadn’t run this way, she should have noticed the commotion. Looking around, he saw Liang Wan not far away, staring at him with a face full of terror. After a moment, she seemed to see a lifeline and rushed over.

Behind her was a massive wave of sand.

The commotion was incomparable to what he had encountered earlier; indeed, as some philosopher said, Su Wan always had the ability to make the worst situations even worse.

Li Cu charged forward with the speed of someone breaking into the opponent’s penalty area in soccer, kicking the second cold firework Yang Hao had thrown over from behind him directly in front of him, and then leaping up to kick it with all his might into the air.

Scoring is difficult, but kicking off is not that easy!

The cold firework flew to a great height, and Liang Wan had already rushed up to Li Cu. He grabbed her hand and began to shoot one-handed at the wave of sand behind her.

The series of actions flowed seamlessly; if Li Cu could see himself, he would realize that the most handsome moment of his life had already passed. Unfortunately, time waits for no one.

The bullets sank into the sand, having no effect. The recoil caused Li Cu to lose his balance, and he and Liang Wan fell onto the sandy ground, just as the wave of sand arrived, sweeping them up.

Li Cu was much more athletic than Liang Wan. He pulled her aside, using the force of the rushing sand to roll away, and then got up to run.

The cold firework landed accurately in front of them, and the surroundings darkened, leaving only Yang Hao’s cold firework in the distance to guide their direction.

The two of them sprinted forward, and at the moment they crossed the cold firework, Li Cu shot at it, hitting it and causing it to explode like a cannonball, producing a tremendous sound and light.

The wave of sand was stunned by the huge commotion and suddenly stopped, and the exploding cold firework was instantly swallowed by whatever was in the sand.

Those seven or eight seconds of respite saved everything. The two of them dashed up the sand dune, and as they climbed over the sand pile atop the car, they all stumbled and rolled down. They kept rolling until they reached the edge of the lake.

Su Wan and Yang Hao cheered. Su Wan let out a celebratory tremolo, and Yang Hao jumped in with a Muay Thai elbow strike that knocked him to the ground, saying, “What right do you have to be happy!”

Feel free to ask if you need any more help!

Li Cu and Liang Wan rolled to the bottom of the sand dune and instinctively sat up. Liang Wan still wanted to run, but Li Cu grabbed her and waved his hand, saying, “It’s safe now.”

Under the flickering light of Yang Hao’s fire at the top of the dune, both Liang Wan and Li Cu’s faces shimmered. Liang Wan, still in shock, slowly calmed down and stared at Li Cu with a dazed expression.

Li Cu thought to himself, if you’re going to cry, just cry. I want to cry too; if you cry first, it won’t be so awkward for me. Unexpectedly, Liang Wan suddenly cupped his face and kissed him fiercely.

The scent of a woman enveloped him as her small tongue instantly tangled in his mouth, and she wrapped her arms around him. Li Cu didn’t struggle—why would he? It was enough that he didn’t pull her in for a hug in return.

The kiss lasted at least three minutes before Liang Wan finally released him, turning away to sit three or four meters apart, burying her head in her knees and starting to cry.

Li Cu was at a loss for what to do. Yang Hao and Su Wan rushed down, with Yang Hao looking furious, shouting, “Damn it, I’m the real hero here! You’re taking advantage of the situation, are you even a good friend?”

As he approached, he added, “Sister, stop crying for now; we haven’t finished kissing yet.”

“Get away!” Liang Wan shouted, startling Yang Hao back a few steps. She stood up, turned, and walked towards the lake, saying, “Don’t mind me!”

The three of them watched as Liang Wan walked into the lake. After taking four or five steps, she suddenly sank into the water with a splash.

The three of them exchanged glances, and Liang Wan began to wail loudly. Yang Hao chuckled and said to the other two, “Don’t fight over it; this time, I’ll take the lead.”

1877 Chapter 39 – Searching for Liang Wan.

After the sun set in the west, Li Cu began to call the two of them to search for Liang Wan. The sunlight started to soften, and when the white sand no longer reflected the sunlight like a mirror as it did during the day, they could truly gaze at this desert.

They weren’t sure if the woman had been brought here like they had. Logically, if she had been transported like them, she should have appeared long ago. However, after a hasty search earlier, they were certain there was no one within the safe zone. In places too far from the lake, the sunlight reflected intensely, making it impossible for the naked eye to identify any objects.

Still not daring to stray too far from the lake, they split into three directions on the sand dunes to search. Li Cu earnestly reminded them that beneath the sand dunes surrounding the lake lay abandoned trucks; this circle of barriers was the line between death and survival. They absolutely could not descend the dunes to the edge of the lake.

Now that they were teenagers, the two of them could distinguish between jokes and seriousness, and they acted according to Li Cu’s instructions.

The sunset in the desert was magnificent. Before the sun cast the dunes into silhouettes, they probably had only about 30 minutes. Li Cu didn’t hold out much hope, but just two or three minutes after they split up, Yang Hao shouted. Li Cu and Su Wan gathered towards him and saw, about a kilometer away in a depression between two dunes, the flickering light of a campfire.

The firelight was very noticeable in the shadow of a dune.

“Binoculars,” Li Cu said to Su Wan. Su Wan took out a pair of binoculars, roughly the size of a cigarette pack, and handed them to him.

Li Cu took them and glared at Su Wan. Su Wan explained, “I bought them at a Wang Leehom concert, they were expensive. We need to save space; we’re not here to fight. This will do.”

Li Cu opened the binoculars to look at the campfire in the distance and saw Liang Wan by the fire, dressed very lightly, organizing her suitcase.

The magnification of the binoculars wasn’t enough; he could only see Liang Wan’s slender legs, and it seemed she was wearing nothing but a pair of panties. Li Cu lowered the binoculars and felt the distance, realizing it was quite bad.

Yang Hao took the binoculars to have a look. After a few glances, he turned back and slapped Su Wan across the face: “What the hell! We’ve had bad luck all the way here, and now we finally see a beautiful woman without clothes, and this great opportunity is ruined because you bought a crappy pair of binoculars!”

“What?” Su Wan immediately snatched them back to take a look. After a few glances, he slapped himself across the face.

Yang Hao turned around and pulled out his gun, cocking it. Su Wan immediately stepped back, promising he wouldn’t do it again. Yang Hao said, “I’ll fire a few shots to get her attention and let her come over here. Such a benefit, why should we let it be so far away?”

Li Cu waved his hand to stop him. That path was too dangerous. He didn’t know why Liang Wan was there—had she awakened here and walked over? Or had someone placed her there beforehand?

He carefully observed the outside dunes and noticed traces that looked like footprints on some of them. He couldn’t tell if they were left by Liang Wan as she walked.

The outside desert was extremely dangerous; they were too far away. If they couldn’t communicate properly, if Liang Wan came towards them, it could lead to serious trouble.

He looked around at the terrain; the sand dunes were constantly shifting, making it hard for him to judge the situation. The sun quickly sank below the horizon, and the campfire grew brighter, intensifying Li Cu’s ominous premonition. The desert surface remained calm, much like looking at a minefield — someone was starting a fire in the minefield. It seemed fine for now, but it was bound to lead to disaster. Yang Hao spat and said, “Give me the knife and rope. Tie the rope around my waist. I’ll go over there. If I can bring her back, I will; if not, I’ll stay with her.”

“Very manly, but something about it doesn’t feel right,” Su Wan said. Yang Hao cursed, “Stop talking nonsense and hand over the rope.”

“It’s not long enough,” Su Wan replied. “Only 30 meters. I think we should just shout, or make some noise to convey information.”

“That distance is still too far. It’s a miracle if she can hear us; conveying information is impossible.”

“They say the sound of a saxophone travels very far, especially in the desert. The saxophone and the dunes resonate, allowing the sound to carry a long distance. Moreover, the saxophone can mimic human voices, especially singing. We can use the saxophone to convey information,” Su Wan suggested.

Li Cu felt a headache coming on. He knew Su Wan played the saxophone fairly well, but was he really bringing this up now? He slapped Su Wan across the face and scolded, “Are you out of your mind? Where are we going to find a saxophone now? Can you be a bit more reliable?”

“I brought one!” Su Wan proudly pulled a brass instrument out of his backpack. “Ta-da! Miracle Little Prince, call me the King of Storage in Nancheng, the little white Doraemon.”

Li Cu looked at the brass object and confirmed it was indeed a saxophone. His expression changed, and he glanced at Yang Hao, who was equally stunned.

After a moment, the two of them instinctively grabbed Su Wan to give him a beating. “You motherf***er, the telescope takes up space, huh? You motherf***er, 30 meters of rope is enough, but a saxophone! A saxophone! What the hell did you bring a saxophone for?”

“The saxophone is my life!” Su Wan hugged the saxophone. “Come on, it’s not every day I get to the desert. One of my wishes is to play a tune facing the sunset, just like in the MV. I’m here for an adventure, and I want to fulfill my dream while I’m at it. Is that too much to ask?”

Exhausted, Yang Hao and Li Cu collapsed on the ground. Su Wan shook the sand out of the saxophone and gasped, “You commoners, do you understand what it means to have sentiment?”

“Was the MV filmed in the desert?” Yang Hao asked Li Cu.

Li Cu shook his head. “No, it was by the sea, on the beach, not in the desert.”

Su Wan was momentarily stunned. “No way.”

Yang Hao untied the clothes around his waist, climbed up bare-chested, and said, “Sentiment, huh? Hand it over; I’m going to smash it!”

Li Cu looked at the sun, which had left only a red line on the horizon. He waved at them and said, “Stop messing around. We’ll deal with him later; there’s no time. Didn’t you say you could mimic human voices with the saxophone? Hurry up and mimic.”

Su Wan got up, spat, and said, “One day, you guys will kneel before my saxophone.” He then took out the reed and shook the sand off, asking, “What do you want to say to her?”

“Just say that the desert here is very unsafe, and she should stay there; it’s best not to move recklessly or make too loud a noise. We’re trying to find a way.”
“Speak English,” Su Wan said. “This is a Western instrument; we can only speak English.”
Li Cu’s grades were poor, and Yang Hao didn’t even know basic grammar. The two of them hummed for a long time, and Li Cu finally said, “No safe, no move, you’d better shut up! We want the way now!”
Su Wan sighed and ignored them. As a mediocre student who had accumulated knowledge from various tutoring classes, his grades were much better than those of the other two. He climbed to the top of the sand dune, facing the sunset and the campfire, and began to play the saxophone.

1876 Chapter 38 – Mummy

Su Wan’s idea is that before Wu Xie allowed Li Zhu to join the team, he told Li Zhu many stories, which were highly credible. At the same time, Li Zhu firmly believed that he was inadvertently caught up in the events.

Everything points to the fact that Wu Xie entered the desert for a certain secret within it; this is a complete thread. From Lan Ting providing clues to Wu Xie, to Huang Yan leading the team in, to the team’s disintegration and Huang Yan’s death, and then Li Zhu’s involvement, all of this revolves around this single thread.

If the ancient Tongjing in Badain Jaran is not Wu Xie’s destination, then where does this chain of events, one by one, start to become a deception? Lan Ting went to Badain Jaran for tourism, and what she encountered was purely accidental. If Wu Xie designed a deception, it would be too far-fetched; people say that the more links in a deception, the easier it is to find flaws, which is not very realistic.

Lan Ting’s incident might be true. If Lan Ting’s incident is true, then when Huang Yan entered Badain Jaran, would Wu Xie start a deception? Huang Yan is Wu Xie’s person, and Wu Xie’s goal is the secret in the desert. There’s no reason to deceive his subordinate into another desert and then let him work in vain. The problem is, within this white sand, there are indeed many strange relics, trucks, and boundary markers of ancient Tongjing. The area of this desert is not small. If this is not Tongjing, someone must have prepared these things.

Even if it were a Hollywood movie set, the scenery here is too real. It can’t possibly be artificially created. Li Zhu also realized that even an unlimited-budget deception must consider whether many things can be realized. What they see before them cannot be fabricated.

A few people felt dizzy and their thinking was sluggish. Li Zhu began to doubt his own judgment and asked Su Wan to check his watch again to see if it was still broken. Su Wan firmly denied it.

Li Zhu had no choice but to close his eyes to rest. In any case, before sunset, there’s no doubt that Wu Xie told him a complete and flawless story. While Wu Xie was saying these words, he was also conveying this information to Mr. X.

If Mr. X were only facing a story and couldn’t perceive it, then he wouldn’t be Mr. X. He believes in the meticulousness of this force, so everything Wu Xie said must have been investigated and found to have no flaws.

Alright, after the strange phenomena of ancient Tongjing were discovered, and Huang Yan came out from within, Li Zhu assumes that all this is real, because the possibility of it being real is quite high. Huang Yan’s sudden death, along with the strange episode of him carving words on his back before dying, signifies that Mr. X has officially intervened in this matter.

Next comes the stage where Wu Xie leads him into the desert. He stroked his chin and looked around; there’s no doubt that this desert is indeed that desert. In other words, if this is not Badain Jaran, then before Wu Xie brought him into the desert, he had already made up his mind to deceive him into coming here.

So, regardless of whether the scenery is feasible or not, assuming there are no bugs at all, at least it can be confirmed that Wu Xie’s purpose in bringing him into the desert has nothing to do with the ancient tomb of Tongjing in the desert.

Wu Xie’s goal is Mr. X. Then why would this person be dragged into the sand here and still have to run out to save someone?

Is it a mistake? If it was planned, he should have known long ago that there were moving lakes here, that there were these cars, and that there were dangers beneath the sand. He came all the way here and showed no sign of being aware of any of it, neither in front of himself nor in front of Wang Meng.

If he came here as part of a plan, and if Wu Xie is indeed a very meticulous person, then his ignorance must also be part of the design. Being dragged into the sand must also be part of the plan.

This person must have some issues. Is he trying to convey certain messages? He indeed conveyed some information, but it was very random. He escaped with great effort, avoiding the same fate as Wu Xie.

If he had also been dragged into the sand, then all of Wu Xie’s schemes would be meaningless, right? Unless Wu Xie wanted to commit suicide, simply looking for a companion in death.

Li Cu believes in his own judgment. Although he constantly criticizes in his heart, he has begun to realize the connections among these matters amidst his various thoughts.

What he lacks are some details. He realizes that although those hands were grabbing him, the initial hand that appeared behind him did not directly attack him like it did with Wu Xie; instead, it hesitated for a long time.

If all of this is Wu Xie’s plan, then not being attacked and escaping must be inevitable. Did Wu Xie do something to him?

They came from the lake, moved those corpses, buried bodies—did Wu Xie do anything special to him?

Li Cu can’t recall. He doesn’t know if there’s something that can prevent this plant from attacking him, but he thinks it’s likely that such a method exists.

Then there was the appearance of the Black Bear, as if waiting over there. The equipment and instructions from the Black Bear allowed him to walk out of the desert alive.

Then he used that phone, returned to school, and found that he had received countless strange messages. He had recounted his experiences to Su Wan and others many times; Wu Xie’s situation must have spread. Mr. X knows that Wu Xie is trapped.

Wu Xie destroyed the GPS devices and used the lakes to move in the desert; Mr. X must not know the exact location of the fake “Gulongjing.”

Mr. X is very interested in the fake “Gulongjing.” He might be the only one who knows about this place. Therefore, Mr. X has very high expectations of him.

The appearance of Liang Wan connected him with that pepper spray gang, and Mr. X is also monitoring this person.

He prepared to pretend to go to the desert according to Mr. X’s arrangements, but halfway through, the pepper spray gang threw them off the train.

Now Mr. X thinks they must be on their way to Badanjilin, just not using the train anymore. Mr. X is anxiously trying to find them again.

There is also a purpose; the design is so clever, it’s practically a diversion. But what’s the purpose of this diversion?

To protect them? To temporarily trap them in this desert for their protection?

Intuition tells Li Cu that it won’t be so simple. This clever layout must have a huge purpose, but he just can’t grasp it yet.

He did not know what had happened on the train; naturally, he also did not know what he should do now. However, he knew that when the sun set, something would definitely happen in this desert that would compel him to take action.

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