Maybe I described it too appropriately, and George Zhang had a strong sense of substitution, so he couldn't listen anymore and complained that money was indeed not so easy to make.

But he had already collected Lawrence's deposit and had no way to exit the door, unless he died on the way.

I think they encountered a creature similar to me this time, and the situation is not optimistic. If they turn around immediately, at least they still have their lives.

Chen Qinghan made several suggestions to Lawrence, and he finished what to persuade him. Lawrence still insisted on carrying out the task and spared no expense for this.

The team drove away from the town and headed towards the monument, but it was not the same path we walked. As Lawrence said, the military knew the location of another entrance.

They also told Lawrence the route. When the convoy arrived at the target location, there were people waiting for us in line. The formation was a bit large, and the entire mountain and the surrounding area were blocked by the military.

There are guard posts on the mountain, and military jeep and trucks are parked at the foot of the mountain. The military camps here, but the scale is quite large.

And they sent people who knew many languages ​​to receive Lawrence's team, who was invited by a soldier to talk to their commander.

The rest of the people, including Chen Qinghan and I, were arranged to live in the same area, which was actually several adjacent tents.

On the way, Lawrence never gave up looking for a nest of black-haired rice dumplings, so the team was moving very slowly, and they stopped and came here.

This desert is vast and vast. Although Lawrence speculated that the range of activities of black-haired rice dumplings was relatively narrowed. It would take one or two months to search the entire area by a few people.

Lawrence didn't have so much time to waste. He led the convoy to the third entrance of the monument, intending to settle in the local military camp first, with food, drink and housing, so that he could continue to fight with the black-haired rice dumplings.

Before I saw the military camp, I didn’t feel anything, and Lawrence didn’t say there were military people here at the entrance.

It can be seen that the soldiers coming and going in this large campground feel a little bad.

The person who received the Lawrence team was a black man wearing silver-edged glasses. He was not wearing military uniforms, but wearing ordinary protective clothing.

He introduced himself that he studied languages, some ancient, or lost languages.

He claimed that he knew sixteen languages, including Chinese, and showed me and Chen Qinghan a few sentences.

Of course, he could do more than just these sentences. He had no barriers to communicating with us, and his Mandarin did not have a little accent. I suspect he learned it by reading the news station.

When he explained the precautions to Lawrence's team members, I pulled Chen Qinghan to the side and whispered.

I said that Heimao Zongzi always went to the town because she knew there was food there. Now there was nothing left. Will she follow the convoy here?

Chen Qinghan said that there was a possibility, and he also reminded Lawrence, but Lawrence said that it was just right, so he would avoid looking for her everywhere.

I don’t know what Chen Qinghan reminded Lawrence to pay attention to the black-haired rice dumplings. I only know after he said it now that he had thought about the tracking ability of the black-haired rice dumplings.

At that time, the soldiers chasing us to the town seemed to be avoiding something. They had cars, four wheels ran fast and could not even get rid of things even if they drove. I wondered at the time, and later I learned that they were avoiding black-haired rice dumplings.

From this we can see that the black-haired rice dumplings can be tracked and can follow them from ancient sites to small towns. Similarly, she can also chase them from small towns.

George Zhang came over and asked what we were talking about. Chen Qinghan told him that we were worried that the black-haired rice dumplings would come here.

After hearing this, George Zhang immediately asked nervously, "What should I do?" Chen Qinghan said that he had reminded Lawrence, but it didn't work. Maybe we should remind the local military again.

George Zhang immediately said that he would leave this matter to him, and he tried to explain the situation to the chief here in person.

Chen Qinghan and I were embarrassed and were the target of the military's pursuit. It was just because the military did not have the information of us and did not know what we looked like, so we were able to mix in the Lawrence team as a "foreign aid expert" and live in the camp openly.

But we both must be low-key. The information we have should be consistent with Lawrence and cannot be "advanced".

However, we showed our faces when we were at the base. It is hard to say whether we left a photo or not. Anyway, the soldiers here did not recognize us.

Those who have seen us all died in the base, but there must be no acquaintances.

But even so, it is not good for us to come forward directly, so it is safer for George Zhang to say.

The receptionist settled the members of the convoy and went to inform the person to prepare for a "reception banquet".

George Zhang didn't understand the local language either. He walked with the receptionist. I couldn't hear what he said, but judging from his attitude, he might be asking the receptionist to do him a favor.

When Lawrence came back, he organized his team members to hold a meeting. The meeting was not long. After the meeting, everyone went back to their respective tents to rest until supper time.

The atmosphere could not be too lively in such an environment. Lawrence's team had just lost five members and lost their trump card. They were in a hurry to chase the black-haired Zongzi, without any feeling of having fun and relaxation.

Chen Qinghan and I tried our best to be invisible people and went back to our tent to stay after dinner.

In the middle of the night, I sat at the door of the tent and looked at the sky, and said with emotion: "Where is the moon tonight?"

Then they saw Lawrence's team members walking out of the tent, holding cloth bags in their hands, forming two groups, and walking in four different directions.

They left the camp and disappeared outside the lights. I guess they had set up their formation again.

They went there for more than an hour and didn't sleep when they came back, as if they were waiting for the result.

But nothing happened that night, but after this, I waited until the next full moon night.

We stayed in the military camp for a month. We had supplies, food and water, and there was electricity at the camp, so life was boring.

However, Chen Qinghan and I don’t have time to be together, but this time we have time and are inseparable every day.

And most of the time we don’t speak. He is a lonely thinker. He sits in another place every day and I lean against him and look at the sky.

George Zhang said more than once that we were the strangest couple he had ever seen. I told him not to make a fuss. As long as he worked hard to live for five thousand years, he would not say that.

After several days of holding it in, George Zhang put in a sentence to describe the two of us. He said that we were like a pair of stone sculptures, snuggling with each other, sitting on the hillside, as if it was like this thousands of years ago, and it has never changed.

I suggest that he read more romance novels, and maybe he can come up with better adjectives, which will have more beauty than indirectly describing us as fossils.

When the fossil days passed a month, we finally ushered in the second full moon night and the camp began to be in a state of peace.
Chapter completed!