Chapter 668 Riding a donkey and changing a horse

Style: Romance Author: nile riverWords: 2202Update Time: 24/01/10 12:03:02
Then it’s time to change clothes and clean up.

Zhang Jing left the place an hour later. He needed to find a sheltered place to spend the night. The scenery near the lake was beautiful, but dangerous.

I was careless before.

However, Zhang Jing was still too young. He was walking along a fast-flowing stream and accidentally fell into the water from a stone on the shore.

The water temperature felt to be only zero degrees. Zhang Jing was like an ant in the rapid water, being washed away and dizzy.

What was even more unlucky was that his head was hit on a rock in the water in the rapids, and he was about to faint.

At the critical moment, Zhang Jing released the big yellow dog Smart Bean, the pangolin pea, and the seal bean, and then fell unconscious.

When he woke up again, Zhang Jing found that he was naked and his wet clothes had been taken off.

There is darkness all around, and there is a sense of warmth at hand. The soft and warm things should be Smarties and Jar beans.

I turned on the flashlight and found myself in a cave.

With San Dou still around, Zhang Jingchang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put on clothes. The temperature was definitely below zero, so cold that he shivered like a freezer.

Then there was a feeling of dizziness in his head. Zhang Jing quickly stuffed himself with two mouthfuls of chocolate. The consequences of hypoglycemia were serious.

After eating and taking a short rest, Zhang Jing began to explore the cave.

The cave is not as big as expected, and there are many animal bones in the corner. It is obvious that this was once the home of snow leopards or snow lions.

At this time, Zhang Jing was attracted by three animal-shaped metal objects at his feet.

After continuous reversal, Zhang Jing found that the stones under his feet were one piece after another. The small ones were only 40*40 centimeters in size, and the large ones were about 60*60 centimeters.

Not naturally formed.

Although it looks relatively smooth, there are actually large cracks between each stone.

Put a stone into the mithril space to reveal the true face of Mount Lu below.

It turns out that this is a natural, modified tomb.

Cave exists naturally, but someone has laid a "floor" for the cave.

The keel space under the wooden floor is the tomb, and a mummy wearing leather pants is displayed in it.

Because only one stone was removed, Zhang Jing could only see one pair of feet for the time being.

As for the metal that Goldfinger saw, it was natural dog-head gold that was later molded into animal shapes, including a dog, a deer, and a blue sheep.

Belongs to funerary objects.

Because of the mithril space, it was easy to put away the stones, and Zhang Jing quickly saw the whole mummy.

The owner of the tomb should be a "warrior".

Wearing a leather coat, leather trousers, and an ornate headdress.

In addition to three gold ornaments with dog heads, the burial object also included a wooden spear with a stone tip.

This was Zhang Jing's surprise. This was actually a BC tomb, dating back at least two thousand years.

The value of this kind of tomb depends on its history and provenance.

Simple explanation, important, but not valuable. .z.br>

Therefore, Zhang Jing does not intend to take it away and restore the "floor".

The next day.

The wind sound like a ghost crying outside the cave stopped, and Zhang Jing discovered that he was actually halfway up a snow-capped mountain.

Looking out, there are thousands of overlapping mountains and snow-capped ridges, seemingly endless, with no end in sight.

At this time, Zhang Jing discovered that he had lost his way and did not know where Sandou had dragged him.

Worried about getting lost in the thousands of snow-capped mountains, after careful consideration, Zhang Jing did not leave. Worried that he could not find a safer place, he took out his flare gun and fired into the air.

The hot light source was suspended fifty meters in the air and burned, staying for about thirty seconds and extinguishing.

An hour later Zhang Jing fired another flare.

After four signal flares were fired, a border guard wearing a snow ghillie suit and riding a sled came to the entrance of the cave halfway up the mountain.

It was not long after we entered the Altai Mountains that we met the middle-aged foreigner with a naturally melancholy expression in the patrol team.

"Is that you?" The middle-aged man asked with a voice as low as a night owl, slightly surprised.

"My name is Zhang Jing," Zhang Jing introduced himself and asked curiously, "You are from Citi, right. Why did you serve as a soldier in a big country?"

The middle-aged man answered the question inappropriately, "What problem did you encounter and why did you send out the flare?"

"Have you offended someone you can't afford to offend?" Zhang Jing insisted on returning to the original topic, "I am a rich and enthusiastic person, maybe I can help you."

As a dedicated treasure hunter, Zhang Jing will never let go of possible money-making opportunities.

As mentioned before, treasure does not necessarily refer to property, but also includes people.

For such a foreigner to be among the border guards of a big country, there must be a wonderful story behind him.

It is expected and reasonable that the middle-aged man with a naturally melancholy expression believes that Zhang Jing is a rich man.

Because normal people wouldn’t come here—to seek death.

"You can't help me," the middle-aged man said in a low and clear voice, "otherwise I wouldn't hide here as a soldier."

"Tell me your story." Zhang Jing was brave enough to kill senators and pour pure water. "Maybe I can."

"Do you know about the email scandal?" the middle-aged man asked Zhang Jing.

"Uh..." Zhang Jing was dumbfounded, his face hurt a little, and he immediately changed the subject, "I'm lost and need help."

Seeing that Zhang Jing didn't want to know more, the middle-aged man with a naturally melancholy expression was not disappointed, as it was expected.

Get out the map and point out the exit road.

After confirming his position on the map, Zhang Jing returned the favor and pointed to the entrance of the cave. "There is an ancient tomb inside. You can take the credit. I don't need it."

From beginning to end, the middle-aged man didn't say his name, and Zhang Jing didn't want to know, so he rubbed oil on his soles and left quickly.

It is important for people to know themselves.

Zhang Jing should have understood from the beginning that it would be no small trouble for a foreigner to escape to a remote place in a big country and have to join the border guard to seek asylum.

Sure enough.

Without making any money, Zhang Jing quickly forgot about strangers and continued to search for "the noble light of the Great Khan".

At the same time, Sugiyama Ai and her friends were trying to wade through a rapids 40 kilometers away from Zhang Jing.

With the help of trekking poles, I could barely stand steady in the thigh-deep river water.

Of course, there are unforeseen circumstances.

A dead tree upstream suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision and was running towards it quickly.

"Hold on!" Sugiyama Ai shouted in Japanese in the rapids, "Don't be swept away by the water!"

Dead wood is dangerous, and the rapids themselves are also dangerous. Losing your center of gravity can lead to a narrow escape.

As soon as the words fell, an employee lost his stability because of his bad mentality, and was washed away by the river in the blink of an eye.

Then, dead wood more than ten meters long and twenty centimeters thick came.

Sugiyama Ai was instantly hit in the abdomen in the middle of the river. She was still calm. At the same time, she hugged the dead tree and moved forward quickly along the rushing water.

After about half an hour of soaking and rolling in the cold icy river water, a rumbling sound came from the air, getting louder and louder.

Sugiyama's frightened little face lost all color, and he noticed a crooked-necked tree close to the water where the mist was rising in front of him.

At this time, she realized that life or death depended on whether she could ride a donkey for a horse.