Siheyuan, don't yell at me

After a long and arduous journey of about an hour, He Daqing and the people he led finally arrived at the mysterious mound area.

What they saw confirmed their previous speculation: humans had indeed lived here.

These mounds are staggered and intertwined horizontally and vertically, like the ruins of an abandoned town.

Most of the earthen mounds are in the shape of an exit, just like the remains of earthen houses inhabited by humans in the past that collapsed under the baptism of time.

There is no doubt that all signs indicate that this place was once an ancient village or town where human beings lived.

Everyone felt relieved when they finally found a place that could shelter from the sun and cool down.

He Daqing had no time to study the historical background of this ancient city. He hurriedly placed Paul, who had suffered from heatstroke, in a cool and well-ventilated place, hoping to help him lower his body temperature and regain consciousness as soon as possible.

Others slumped down on the ground, gasping for breath, enjoying this rare moment of coolness.

The hot weather is a cause for concern at this moment.

No one knows whether other teams are as lucky as this to find such a shady place to escape the heat.

Perhaps they were being roasted by the scorching sun, or perhaps they had found a better place to stay?

In this strange and changeable Lop Nur, everything is possible.

After a while, the two professors in the team finally became interested in talking.

The two agreed that this area of ​​ruins, with its strong Western flavor, was definitely not the place where the ancestors of the Chinese lived.

Judging from the degree of weathering of the mound alone, it is impossible to determine the specific age of the ruins here.

But the one or two pieces of crude pottery occasionally found in the ruins allowed the two to make a rough judgment.

The surface of the pottery is very crisp, and the rust is integrated with the pottery body. If you gently scrape it with your fingernails, the rust and the surface of the pottery will fall off like powder.

The moment He Daqing touched the pottery shard, the system prompted He Daqing.

"The crude pottery fragments produced in the ancient kingdom of Loulan have weathered into slag after two thousand years."

"It can be converted into 0.1 antique value. Do you want to convert it?"

Of course He Daqing did not make the conversion, so how could he be short of such a few antique points?

With a slight force on his hand, the pottery shard instantly turned into powder and flowed through the gaps between his fingertips.

Although the two professors were not experts in the field of archaeology, they managed to figure out the origin of the ancient city of Loulan by guessing.

This relic does not look like a main city, but it is also strong evidence that the Kingdom of Loulan ruled the entire Lop Nur.

An ancient city immediately aroused He Daqing's interest, and he immediately began to explore among the ruins.

However, apart from raising a cloud of dust, nothing valuable was found in the ruins.

If I have to say yes, I can only say that I found some small animals hiding from the sun.

This place has been visited by too many people, and the valuable items have long been taken away by the ancients.

Even if there were any left, nearly two thousand years would be enough to turn any valuable item into slag.

He Daqing, covered in dust and dirt, cursed his bad luck inwardly and returned to the resting place.

I touched Paul's forehead and found that his body temperature had returned to normal.

After feeding Paul a pill and giving him some water, He Daqing also lay down in the shade to rest.

In the horrible weather of Lop Nur, the surface temperature under direct sunlight can even exceed 50 or 60 degrees.

Without shade and water to cool down, a person can be roasted alive into a mummy in two hours at most.

As the sun was setting, people in the ancient city sat up one after another.

Dean Paul also woke up early. He still felt a little scared when he recalled how he fainted from the sun at noon.

He Daqing stood up and said:

"You guys take a break, I'll go hunting and give you some nourishment.

By the way, look for water source."

While searching the ancient city at noon today, several small animals trotted off towards the north.

Looking at the traces of those animals, it is obvious that due north is one of the places where small animals like to move around.

Wherever there are animals, there is likely to be water.

He Daqing followed the animal's footprints and chased after it.

As the sun sets, bright stars suddenly twinkle on the horizon.

He Daqing's face lit up with joy. It must be the reflections produced by the sun shining on the water.

Reach out and summon the Siberian tiger from space.

He Daqing turned over and rode on the tiger's back. He slapped the tiger's butt hard and shouted.

"Da Huang, go over there."

Da Huang gave a humane roar of protest and started running away.

The scalding gravel made Da Huang groan in dissatisfaction.

However, the person sitting on him was the extremely ferocious He Daqing. In order to avoid being beaten by He Daqing, Da Huang ran very hard, and his sweat soon soaked the tiger skin.

You know what, the big tiger was really fast. In less than five minutes, it ran to the reflective ground.

He Daqing patted the big tiger's head and said to himself:

"Da Huang, you did a good job. You are allowed to eat a lamb. Go back."

He Daqing waved his hand and took Dahuang back into the space.

As for why he was so generous, it was because the scene before him made He Daqing ecstatic.

God knows why there are so many depressions here, and they are connected together to form a huge swamp.

The swamp alone was not enough to make He Daqing happy.

The color of the puddles in this swamp is different from normal puddles.

Most of the puddles look dark purple, and some are lighter brown.

This is obviously high-concentration potassium brine, and the brown and purple salt crystals on the edges are enough to prove this.

The dried remains of many animals, soaked in potash brine, cast an ominous veil over the entire swamp.

The animals must have died from poisoning after licking toxic potassium salts or drinking brine.

If the potassium salt in this huge swamp can be developed and made into potash fertilizer, it will definitely solve the problem of filling the stomach of the Chinese people.

This potassium salt is enough to change the history of China. It is not an exaggeration to call it the cornerstone of China.

He Daqing's heart was excited and his hands were shaking. It took him a while to calm down.

The current plan is to find a source of fresh water first and make advance preparations for the full entry of the scientific expedition team tomorrow.

He Daqing trotted along the edge of the swamp, stepping on the soft sand, looking for traces of fresh water.

A touch of green caught He Daqing's attention, and he ran quickly towards his destination.

There is a small pond with low trees on the shore. The water in the pond is almost certainly fresh water. This is an oasis in the desert.

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet became soft and He Daqing's whole body began to sink.

The flowing sand buried most of He Daqing's body, then surged to his chest and was still surging upwards.