Chapter 30: Xiye Ancient City, Desert Army Ants
The sea of ​​sand is deep and the night is as dark as ink.

The expedition team avoided the sandstorm and came to the ruins of an unknown town.

Satipeng and others were so tired that their bodies were falling apart. Professor Chen and Hao Aiguo, two old guys, sat on the ground and never got up again. Even Hubayi and Fatty Wang were gasping for breath.

"Oh my god, this black sandstorm almost took our lives!"

Fatty Wang still seemed scared when he thought about it.

Shirley Yang was also very tired, but she couldn't help but look at Su Mo.

Su Mo sat there, his expression still calm, with no emotion at all.

Shirley Yang couldn't help but reveal a bit of wonder in her eyes:

"Master Su, you..."

Su Mo glanced at her and smiled slightly:
"What's wrong with me?"

His smile was calm and warm. When Shirley Yang saw it, she instantly felt relaxed and happy.

She was surprised that she had such a feeling just by seeing Su Mo's smile. Her heart couldn't help but beat wildly a few times, and she subconsciously concealed it with a smile:
"I'm just wondering, you seem to be so calm all the time, even the black sandstorm didn't seem to make you panic!"

Su Mo smiled faintly:
"Aren't black sand storms common in the desert?"

Of course he wasn't panicking.

It was not just because of the perspective of a time traveler that made him know that he would encounter black sandstorms in the Gobi Desert, but also because of his extraordinary abilities such as the Ziwei Visualization Method that gave him a different and transcendent understanding of this world.

At this time, Ye Yixin couldn't help but walk over.

She and Shirley Yang were the only women in the team, so the two of them would naturally get closer. After hearing the conversation between Shirley Yang and Su Mo, Ye Yixin looked at Su Mo with curiosity in her eyes:

"Yes, this Mr. Su..., he knew there would be a black sandstorm as soon as he saw the clouds, it's amazing!"

She was not used to calling Su Mo "Master Su" like Fatty Wang, Shirley Yang and the others, so after some hesitation she just called Su Mo "Sir".

"But Anliman actually went to pray to his Hu Da at that time, it's really..."

Speaking of Anliman, Fatty Wang couldn't help but feel angry:
"That's right! This old guy did it on purpose!"

At this moment, Anliman was already sitting next to the camel wrapped in sheepskin, looking calm and composed. When he heard what Fatty Wang and Ye Yixin said, he still smiled and said:

"The prayer is, of course, for Hu Da to protect us! If I hadn't prayed to Hu Da, how could we have escaped here in time!"

His words are completely contradictory, because you can't prove that his Hu Da didn't protect everyone.

Fatty Wang was choking and getting angry. His stomach happened to rumble at this moment, so he stood up with his gun in hand.

"I don't want to argue with you. I saw a lot of animals hiding over there. I'll kill two of them and make barbecue!"

Unexpectedly, An Liman, who had been calm all along, jumped up from the ground as if he had been electrocuted when he heard Wang Pangzi's words, and shouted:

"no!"

"These animals escaped because of Hu Da's protection. If you kill them, you will betray Hu Da's kindness, and then Hu Da will punish you!"

Fatty Wang couldn't help but roll his eyes:
"I'll just kill a yellow sheep to eat. Will your Hu Da be angry?"

Anliman's head shook like a rattle:

"No way! If you shoot, these animals will be frightened and flee, and then they will be devoured by the devil that stirs up the black sandstorm. Then Hu Da will definitely blame us!"

He was very stubborn and stopped Fatty Wang and refused to let him go.

Huba had no choice but to come out to smooth things over:
"Forget it, Fatty! What the old man said is right. When you open fire, you will scare away all the animals that have already escaped. By the time they are buried by the black sandstorm, you will have killed more than just one or two!"

"We also brought some dried meat and other things, so we just need to eat some!"

Fatty Wang had no choice but to sit back down, muttering:
"Damn, this jerky makes my teeth hurt!" The meat they carried was authentic Inner Mongolian jerky. Although it tasted good, it was very hard and firm. It was okay to eat two pieces occasionally, but if you eat too much, your teeth would ache.

But there is no way, exploration is not tourism, and the food we carry are compressed biscuits and dried meat that are easy to carry and store, and each one is harder than the other.

Shirley Yang watched Fatty Wang and Anliman bickering, then turned to look at Su Mo, only to find that Su Mo was gone.

She couldn't help but feel a little confused, so she got up and went to look for Su Mo.

After walking around some broken walls, I saw a lonely figure sitting quietly on the sand. His posture was calm and peaceful, like an old monk in meditation.

It turned out that Su Mo heard Fatty Wang arguing with An Liman and was too lazy to interrupt. He turned around and went to this secluded place to meditate and regulate his breathing.

The ruins of this ancient city are very quiet. At this moment, the black sandstorm has gradually subsided, and many stars are visible in the sky.

Su Mo wanted to try out his method of devouring and transforming here to see if he could absorb more spiritual energy from heaven and earth and consolidate and improve his cultivation.

After looking at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, he felt the spiritual energy around him surging like night fog, which was slowly absorbed into his body and finally turned into vital energy and gathered in his dantian.

Just then, Shirley Yang's footsteps were heard behind him.

Shirley Yang walked behind Su Mo and looked at him curiously.

Along the way, she was secretly observing Su Mo with curiosity, because although she was a descendant of the Taoist Master Banshan, she actually knew very little about him. The Kuixing Kick that Su Mo showed in the capital was many times more powerful than what her grandfather taught her.

In addition, Su Mo's calmness and composure along the way, and his calmness in the face of the black sandstorm, made Shirley Yang very curious about him.

"Master Su..."

After Shirley Yang was silent for a while behind Su Mo, she couldn't help but speak:

"Do you think this ancient city has any connection with the ancient kingdom of Jingjue?"

Su Mo looked back at her and replied with a smile:

"This is the ancient city of Xiye. It was built much later than the ancient country of Jingjue, but there must be some connection between them!"

At this time, Professor Chen's voice sounded behind him:
"Mr. Xiao Su is right. This is indeed the ancient city of Xiye. It should have been destroyed in the war during the Tang Dynasty. But if you want to know whether it has any connection with the ancient country of Jingjue, it's hard to say!"

Professor Chen, Hao Aiguo and others also came over, and several students including Satipeng, Ye Yixin followed behind.

It turned out that they couldn't sleep either, so they decided to go out and see the ruins of the ancient city, and they happened to see Shirley Yang and Su Mo here.

Satipeng looked at a black statue not far away and couldn't help but said:

"Teacher, the eyes of this statue are so big, could it be related to the ancient worship of aliens?"

Upon hearing him say this, Hao Aiguo couldn't help but say:

"Xiao Sa, you just don't like to study seriously. You think about absurd and bizarre things every day. How can this statue be related to aliens? Our archaeology is a rigorous science and does not tolerate nonsense..."

After being scolded, Satipeng felt embarrassed and had to lower his head and look at the statue silently.

As I was watching, I suddenly saw a huge black ant suddenly emerge from the gap under the statue!

The ant was as thick as a little finger. After crawling out from the hole on the edge of the stone statue, it crawled towards Satipeng.

Upon seeing this, Satipeng stepped on it to death.

But just after he stepped on one ant to death, a few more ants appeared at the base of the wall. Each one was as thick as a little finger. Soon, there were more and more ants, and their red and black bodies gathered together and emerged from the wall like a tide.

"Oh no, it's the desert army ants!"

Huba couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this.

(End of this chapter)

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