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They are friends, even father and son.
"Then you wait here for a while." Lao Hu looked back at the body on the camel.
Professor Hao's death was a bit scary.
If Professor Chen wants to see it, it is best to sort out the remains for Professor Hao first.
"Good! Good!" Professor Chen nodded repeatedly.
"Take care of Professor Chen!" Old Hu urged.
"Don't worry, Brother Hu." Chu Jian said.
"Old Wang, come and do me a favor." Old Hu called to Wang Xuewen who was standing next to him.
He was alone, and it was inconvenient to remove Professor Hao's body from the camel's back.
"Yes." Wang Xuewen followed.
In fact, it is not far from Jingjue Ancient City.
There is only a distance of 500 meters left.
If Professor Chen woke up later, they would have already entered Jingjue Ancient City.
And found a source of water.
It can only be said that the time when Professor Chen woke up was really too late.
But it's not a big problem.
It shouldn't take too much time.
And Wang Xuewen reckoned the time, it should be almost dawn.
After dawn, when they were here, they could directly see the ruins of the Jingjue ancient city not far away.
Although everyone is out of water, it should be no problem to persist for another hour or two.
As for the leaflet.
She woke up on the way.
She had just finished the last two sips of water in her kettle not long ago.
The temperature in the desert at night is not high, even a little low.
It's perfectly fine to go without water for an hour or two.
Together with Lao Hu, Wang Xuewen lifted Professor Hao's body off the camel's back and laid it flat on the sand.
Lao Hu helped Professor Hao tidy up his clothes, fastened the discipline buttons, and asked Professor Hao to close his eyes.
Put Professor Hao's glasses back on for him.
After doing this, Lao Hu stood up and looked at Professor Chen who was not far away.
Seeing this, Professor Chen quickly walked over here.
"Professor Chen, walk slowly!!"
Chu Jian and Xiao Sa, who supported Professor Chen, hurriedly followed.
Professor Chen's state at this time is not very good.
Professor Chen came to Professor Hao, knelt down beside him, and held Professor Hao's hand.
"patriotic……"
"Although we are teachers and students, we are actually more like father and son..."
"We have studied the culture of the Western Regions together for more than 20 years, and we are about to see the ancient city of Jingjue, so you just left..."
"In this world, apart from you, no one can understand my feelings for the culture of the Western Regions like you..."
"When you leave like this, I have something to say, who should I tell..."
Professor Chen looked at Professor Hao's body with deep affection.
"Woooooooo..." Xiaoye couldn't help crying.
Shirley Yang's mood was also affected.
Even Lao Hu's eyes were red, and he raised his head to keep the tears from falling.
"What's wrong?" Wang Xuewen was very surprised.
Lao Hu is a big man, he is not the kind of person who will be sad and cry because of the death of a "passerby", right?
His feelings should not be so easily emotional.
"It's okay, I remembered my old comrade-in-arms." Lao Hu explained.
This makes sense.
The death of a "passer-by" like Professor Hao will not make Lao Hu cry.
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But old comrades-in-arms are different.
Lao Hu and his old comrades-in-arms are all people who can give their backs to each other.
The emotion between comrades-in-arms is naturally incomparable to Professor Hao.
"Uncle Chen." Shirley Yang knelt down beside Professor Chen.
"Professor, my condolences."
Fatty also came over at this time.
He who has always talked a lot, didn't say anything nonsense at the moment.
The horizon of the sky gradually turned red.
The sky is also getting brighter.
"It's dawn, it's dawn." An Liman said, looking in the direction of the rising sun.
"Old Hu!!" The fat man patted Lao Hu violently.
"I saw it!" Lao Hu didn't need Fatty's reminder at all.
Four to five hundred meters away, there is a large city ruins.
Unless there is a problem with the eyes, it is absolutely impossible not to see.
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The rest of the archaeological team also saw the ruins of the city in the distance.
Shirley Yang hurriedly took out the notebook from her bag.
Another photo was pulled out of the notebook.
That is a photo of the ruins of the ancient city of Jingjue! !
The ruins in front of me are almost identical to the ruins in the photo!
"I found it... finally found it..." Shirley Yang looked at the ruins, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
too difficult!
It's really hard!
After going through untold hardships, she finally found the Jingjue Ancient City!
The curse on the Zagrama tribe is finally about to be lifted by myself!
Lao Hu quickly ran to Shirley Yang, and glanced at the photo in her hand.
"This is... the ancient city of Jingjue?"
"This is Jingjue Ancient City! We found it!!" Xue Liyang nodded emotionally.
It's not easy!
"Patriotic! Take a look, this is the ancient city of Jingjue!" Professor Chen also cried.
After researching for a lifetime, I finally found the Jingjue Ancient City.
"Little Hu." Professor Chen shouted.
"Professor, tell me." Lao Hu returned to Professor Chen.
"Patriot's lifelong pursuit is to study the culture of the Western Regions. Can he be buried here? Let him guard this mysterious ancient city forever."
"If...if patriots know about it, they will be gratified." Professor Chen looked at Old Hu and asked.
"Okay! Listen to you!" Lao Hu nodded in response.
It is most appropriate to bury Professor Hao here.
Otherwise, if you really want to take it back, it will be troublesome along the way.
Will become a mummy.
,begging.
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The crowd dug a hole in the sand next to it.
Inside the bunker, put a blanket on it.
"Slower."
Several people worked together to carry Professor Hao in.
Finally, Professor Hao's body was wrapped in a blanket.
"Patriotic, rest well. You have worked hard along the way."
"We left you in Jingjue Ancient City, so you guard it for us. Guard it for the archaeologists."