Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 245

Wei Ping'an will definitely not go back to look for Chen Jiuren.

He knew and believed that Hu Bayi would be able to find Chen Jiuren who was jolted off the camel and bring him back.

His duty is to take care of his siblings.

Ye Fang, who was already limp and unable to get up on the sand.

Grabbing Ye Fang's arm like a thin stick, Wei Ping'an felt that if he hadn't grabbed it himself, he might be swept up and blown away by the wind.

According to the original plan, their trip today was to rush to West Night City and set up camp again.

Don't even think about it now, it's absolutely impossible.

The wind and sand swept through, except for Wei Ping'an, everyone's senses were affected, and they had already deviated from the original route.

However, Wei Pingan did not intend to correct it.

He also wanted to see if the white camel was a real sacred object or an illusion.

But for Ye Fang's safety, that safe haven must be found as soon as possible.

It's just that the wind and sand are too big, and the space projection doesn't know which direction to focus on.

"Rhubarb, search for the nearest building that can shelter from the wind and sand."

drop--

"About 1200 meters in front of the right, the roof is expected to be exposed in 3 minutes..."

The front right happened to be the direction the camel team had been running just now.

It's stopped now, so it's a little farther away.

It is also because the wind and sand just arrived, and the top sand has not been blown up yet.

But since the distance is so far, it is okay to plan ahead.

When you rush over, you will almost see it.

Even if you doubt it, at most you doubt your good eyesight.

Innocent.

"Brother An Liman, judging by the speed of the wind and sand, we must be too late for West Night City. Over there, look over there, I seem to see the ruins of an abandoned city, why don't we go there to shelter from the wind."

Wei Pingan ran to An Liman's side.

This guy had already been half-dragged off the camel by Fatty Wang, and he was planning to organize the camels to form a circle.

Hearing Wei Ping'an's words, An Liman also hurriedly looked in that direction.

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe An Liman was really lucky, under the strong wind, there happened to be a shadow of a broken wall.

An Liman was overjoyed, and quickly agreed, pulling the camel and heading over there.

"Fatty, take everyone there, I'll wait for Lao Hu here."

The fat man promised that he didn't believe in An Liman, but he believed in Wei Ping'an very much.

Immediately without hesitation, he climbed back with his hands and feet, pulled the camel, gesticulated, and led the others to the southeast.

Hu Bayi who returned quickly found Professor Chen.

The old man was also quite unlucky, he ran too fast and couldn't catch his breath and fainted for a few seconds, and happened to be knocked down by the running camel.

The wind and sand were strong, and his physical strength was weak. The sand on his back was covered layer after layer, and it was heavy. If Hu Ba hadn't spotted him with sharp eyes, he would have been buried in the sand.

When I found him, the sand on his back was almost covered, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

After being tossed about like this, his legs are still weak now, so he forced himself to the meeting point, and Chu Jian, who also stayed behind, hurried forward to support Professor Chen together with Hu Bayi.

On the way, Fatty Wang ran over to meet him.

This time, he didn't crawl with both hands and feet, and rushed in with his head buried. If Wei Pingan didn't grab him easily, he might have passed by.

A group of people stumbled into this building that was more than half buried by the desert.

As soon as he slid into the hole, he heard Hao Aiguo speak with emotion.

"If it weren't for the wind and sand blowing, we wouldn't see another ruin here."

When I turned around and saw my teacher coming in, I quickly put the topic and emotion behind me and ran over to help.

"Thank you just now, Comrade Xiao Hu. If it weren't for you, I might have been blown into a mummified corpse in the desert."

Professor Chen is grateful to Hu Bayi from the bottom of his heart.

"As a team leader, this is all part of my job."

The place was obviously a house half buried in the sand, and the hole through which the crowd slid in was a broken roof.

Wei Pingan and Fatty Wang came in and found that they had already lit a bonfire.

"It's pretty quick, where can I find firewood?"

Fatty Wang asked while patting the sand on his head.

"I picked up some dead tree trunks nearby, smashed them and burned them."

Wei Ping'an suddenly stared at Ye Fang, the girl grabbed a stick from the sand and poked the sand there to play.

I don't know what's going on in my mind, I'm all in a daze.

"What are you holding in your hand..."

Wei Ping'an's reminder brought Ye Fang back to his senses and looked down.

"what!"

Ye Fang screamed, threw the bone in her hand casually, got up and ran towards Wei Pingan, staggered two steps in panic, and just happened to plunge into Wei Pingan's arms.

"Hey, this drop is just right..."

Fatty Wang kicked the stick with his foot, and said indifferently: "You are a student of archaeology, are you still afraid of bones?"

"I'm sorry, Professor Chen, teacher, I, I didn't know there were human bones here, so I didn't prepare my mind well in advance..."

Ye Fang first turned her head and apologized to Professor Chen Jiuren and Professor Hao Aiguo.

After I finished speaking, I realized that most of the people were secretly looking at me and didn't speak.

The space seemed to be frozen.

Ye Fang was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was completely hidden in Wei Ping'an's arms, with both hands still surrounding him, and she could vaguely feel the hard muscular face of his waist.

Ye Fang's cheeks twitched, and they were instantly hot.

She let go quickly, struggled to straighten up, but seemed reluctant to leave, moved two steps, hid behind Wei Pingan, tightly grabbed Wei Pingan's clothes with both hands.

It is estimated that there is a high probability that he was frightened.

Hao Aiguo had arrived at the place where Ye Fang was sitting and started digging the sand.

Otherwise, only Hao Ai would die this trip.

I don't know what's under the ground, so I go over and start digging.

How can you die with a pair of anti-virus gloves?

"Old Chen, you, the chief disciple, are quite rough in doing things."

Wei Pingan pointedly said.

"what?"

Professor Chen Jiuren didn't find anything different either.

Archeology in this era is rather crude.

Everyone's awareness of danger is still very shallow. For bacteria and oxidation, there are some protective measures, but they have not been refined into every archaeological work.

For example, this time, they wanted to know what was in the sand, but they didn't treat it as an archaeological research. It was just driven by pure curiosity, so they dug.

At the moment when he did it, he was not an archeology expert, nor was he a professor of archaeology, but just an ordinary person with deep curiosity.

Wei Pingan plans to find another time to communicate with Professor Chen Jiuren on these ideas.

At least after saving Hao Aiguo's life.

Moreover, Wei Pingan felt that if he rescued Hao Aiguo, maybe Professor Chen would not be crazy.

At that time, it would be helpful to tell him some procedural and formalized archaeological matters.

If he is not pretending to be crazy, but really has a mental problem, then tell Hao Aiguo the same.

Presumably the same effect.

After all, if Chen Jiuren went to the United States for treatment, in terms of archaeology, the pillar of Chen Jiuren's faction would be Hao Aiguo.

Closer to home.

"Well, these are human bones."

"Not right!"

Hu Bayi found the problem.

"If a person dies in the desert, there will not be only bones left, but they will definitely be evaporated and blown into a mummified corpse."

"Just now, I saw several wolves when I was collecting firewood outside."

Su Dipeng suddenly remembered and said something.

Fatty Wang also added: "Hey, when I went out just now, I also saw seven or eight Gazelles behind the wall. I'll catch two tomorrow, and let's have some fresh barbecue. We only eat jerky these days , Tired of me..."

When An Liman heard that Wang Kaixuan was going to catch gazelle to eat, he, who didn't want to talk to him at first, couldn't hold back any longer.

"You can't eat them, you can't eat them... This is where God gave the animals to live. If you eat them here, God will be angry, and we will be unlucky in the future."

Although he didn't care about An Liman's rhetoric, Fatty still had no interest in continuing to argue with An Liman.

"Okay, okay, don't eat, just don't eat, I'll eat my jerky."

The fat man muttered impatiently and sat down.

"It's possible that this person also encountered the sandstorm just like us. When the sandstorm stopped, he couldn't escape and was eaten by wild wolves."

Professor Chen analyzed.

"When the wind and sand blow, the animals on the ground are afraid. When the wind and sand pass, the wolf will show its fangs, and the gazelle will show its horns."

An Liman's concluding words are quite philosophical.

Maybe he got the warnings from his predecessors, or maybe his life experience made him evolve into a folk philosopher.

Wei Ping'an was quite curious about this.

He didn't participate, just quietly watching everyone's reactions.

Shirley Yang was also observing Wei Pingan from the corner of her eye.

Also looking at Ye Fang.

A woman's first reaction when she is frightened is to find the most trusted person and the safest place.

This little girl chose Wei Ping'an's arms.

interesting.

After talking about the human bone issue, the topic returned to reality.

"We have to arrange to be on duty in batches. Firstly, the entrance of this cave has to be watched carefully so that it cannot be blocked by sand, otherwise we will be no different from being buried in the sand. Secondly, when the sandstorm stops, we will leave as soon as possible."

Hu Bayi made arrangements, and then arranged the personnel on duty and the time.

For a while, Shirley Yang seemed to have a little problem, she sat not far away and kept rubbing her eyes.

Ye Fang's mood improved, or maybe it was because of the completion of her psychological construction. She was afraid just now, but now she can get away from behind Wei Ping'an, and wants to go over to help.

There are only two women in the whole team, Ye Fang and Shirley Yang.

They usually set up tents, and the two of them are also permanent partners.

Both emotionally and sexually, they are the closest couple.

This is also the reason why Ye Fang was frightened and did not choose the nearest Xueli Yang, but ran to Wei Pingan, who was farther away, Shirley Yang showed a strange face.

Wei Pingan watched this scene.

Ye Fang was obviously a little at a loss.

Moreover, the eyes are different from other organs, and Ye Fang dare not touch them directly.

Wei Pingan had nothing to do, so he leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Wei, Miss Yang's eyes..."

"It's okay, it's just that there is sand in the eyes, and it hurts."

Shirley Yang's voice was very flat, as if she wasn't the one with the eye problem.

"Xiaoye, wash Shirley with water."

"I just washed it, but the sand in Xiao Yang's eyes is a little serious, I, I dare not..."

Wei Pingan leaned forward and took a look. The desert had been stuffy for several days, and she didn't smell very good. Shirley Yang had surprisingly no sour smell, which was quite rare.

"It's me instead. Give me a hand."

Wei Pingan took off his gloves and washed his fingers with the kettle Ye Fang was holding.

"Shirley, I'm starting, please bear with me."

When the two were in close contact, they could feel each other's breath hitting their faces.

There is no peculiar smell on his body, which makes Wei Ping'an a little different.

Looking at her at such a close distance now, he realized that there were still some problems that he hadn't observed before.

Even under the scorching sun and flying sand and dust, Shirley Yang's face still maintained its luster and elasticity.

The skin does not appear a little rough.

Is this the skin characteristics of yellow people who grew up drinking milk?

It is indeed different from eating rough tea and light rice.

Wei Ping'an lifted Shirley Yang's eyelids up and down with two fingers, and the big eyeballs rolled slightly. Wei Pingan's eyes were at the nanometer level, and he clearly saw two stubborn fine sands on the white eyeballs close to the inner corners of the eyes.

Aligned in the direction, got close and blew violently.

Xue Liyang tilted her head back, but Wei Ping'an, who had expected it, supported the back of her head with the other hand.

She also raised her arms at the same time, subconsciously trying to rub her eyes.

"Don't knead."

Xue Liyang's hand paused halfway, changed direction, and grabbed Wei Ping'an's thigh...outside.

Through the material of the technical cloth, Wei Ping'an could feel the soft and bouncy feeling of Shirley Yang's fingertips grasping his leg.

Shirley Yang's upturned face heated up a little, and tears overflowed from her eyes.

I saw the fine sand floated up by tears and slipped out of my eyes.

Wei Ping subconsciously wiped away the tears mixed with fine sand along the bridge of Shirley Yang's tall nose with his thumb.

Shirley Yang's body stiffened imperceptibly.

Immediately, Wei Ping'an felt the temperature under his palm rise.

Suddenly woke up.

At some point, her right hand was placed on Shirley Yang's face, and she seemed to rub it twice.

Could it be that the wind and sand are so big that they can't stay on Shirley Yang's face?

It's like some bald heads in variety shows in later generations. If you oil your bald heads every day, the effect is that the flies will split their legs when they go up?
Let go of your hand, and at the same time let go of the back of Shirley Yang's head.

This means that the environment, location and characters are not suitable.

Otherwise, hold the girl's face with one hand, and the back of the girl's head with the other...

If you bent your head and gnawed on it, you wouldn't be able to escape Wei Ping'an's grasp without kissing this girl for 10 minutes.

Forget it, give up for now.

Touching her face and feeling her breath is enough.

It is certain that the skin of the yellow-race girl who grew up drinking milk is good, and it is also certain that Shirley Yang has a good stomach and no bad breath at all.

Slightly minty scent.

Wei Pingan almost couldn't hold back, and wanted to ask her what brand of toothpaste it was.

cough cough...

"Does it feel better?"

Just now, the dirty thoughts in my heart flashed by, and I rehearsed each of the 108 postures in my mind. Now I can cough and cough twice, and I can return to the theme in a serious manner.

It is also Wei Ping'an's skill to be able to come back.

"Well, it doesn't hurt anymore, thank you."

(End of this chapter)