Chapter 715

About 150 kilometers to the north of Las Vegas is the boundless Gobi desert. From the Gobi desert to the north, it is the world-famous Death Valley of the United States.

Nature is undoubtedly wonderful. It's only a few hours' drive away. When Las Vegas is still snowing, Death Valley is dry and blistering. Let alone cotton padded clothes, it's a little too hot to wear T-shirt.

It is said that about 200000 years ago, the violent activity of underground volcanoes caused the lake to sink away from the earth's surface and form Manli lake. To the west of the lake, there are three mountains, which blocked the abundant rain in the Pacific Ocean. The natural environment of low terrain and high temperature finally led to the evaporation and drying of the lake water, forming the present appearance.

It's called Death Valley. There are all kinds of legends.

From a scientific point of view, the reason why death valley is called Death Valley is that the climate here is not suitable for human habitation. In summer, when the temperature is at its highest, it can reach about 58 ℃.

However, according to the local folklore, there was once a terrible cannibal tribe in this desert. Once people from outside mistakenly entered the valley of death, they were only eaten by savages, leaving only a white bone... It is said that in the mid-19th century, a team of about 100 people entered the valley of death, only one person came out alive after 80 days.

This man is marchester, the leader of the expedition.

Mr. Machester used to be a big man in North America who was more than 1.9 meters tall and weighed 100 kilograms. But he didn't get smaller when he came out, but his weight was less than 40 kilograms, shrinking by nearly two-thirds

Mr. Machester lived less than three months out of the valley of death.

In less than three months, he didn't say a word, just staring at the top with dementia. Until the moment before his death, he told his relatives that there were not only boulders that would move by themselves at night, but also a group of cannibal demons in the valley of death. They believed in the black statue of Mongolian knight and called it quimola.

There is no grass in death valley, not even a mouse. How can there be cannibals?

What's more, the cannibals in the legend are all semi evolved barbarians. They may have their own beliefs, such as worshiping the sun god, but how can they carve the statues of Mongolian knights?

Don't forget that the Mongolian knights are on the other side of Eurasia, tens of thousands of miles away from here. How do these uncivilized barbarians know about the Mongols?

Maybe there are moving stones in the valley of death, but there will never be human beings who believe in Mongolian knights.

For the sake of Mr. Machester's coming to see God, his relatives and friends did not expose that he was lying, and called what he said "Machester lies".

Marchester knew that his words would not be believed, but he didn't care and closed his wise eyes with a smile.

Because he is very clear that one day people will know that there are moving boulders in the valley of death, and there is quemoola!

Nearly half a century later, with the rapid development of human science and technology and the prosperity and stability of the United States, in the late 1960s, an expedition composed of more than ten people proved that Machester was a lie, not a lie: in the valley of death, there were not only huge stones that could move, but also a black statue of a Mongolian knight, But they did not find the legendary cannibal.

Since there is a statue of "quimola", it proves that cannibals did survive in this dead place. As for the disappeared cannibals, they may be extinct because of the worse ecological environment.

In the valley of death, there are many white bones, and there is no smoke for thousands of miles. There is only a black statue of a Mongolian knight, just like standing in the sun from the flood and famine era, jumping the horse and raising the sword to the sky. After the development of the valley of death, this scene has become the main content of the posters.

Since then, hundreds of thousands of people have entered Death Valley every year, looking for the cannibals, hoping to see the black quimola.

The black, tens of meters high, quemoola stands on the edge of the road in the valley of death. Under the distant light, the statue exudes a strange atmosphere, as if in the next moment, quemoola will come back to life and gallop to the Far East.

This is what the statue of quimola feels like to glasses.

Of course, this statue is not the quemoola Machester saw at that time, but the local government, in order to develop the tourism industry, poured it with steel and cement, and painted it with black paint.

According to legend, when the local government was preparing to greatly develop the tourism resources of death valley, the real statue of quimola disappeared strangely in a windy and sandy night, and became a legend that once existed.

The glasses don't care where the real quemoola statue is.

All he cares about is finding Nell.

A wide, straight road runs through the valley of death.

It's early in the morning, and glasses haven't found any sign of finding Nell.

He listened to the car by the side of the road, jumped on the car and looked around: it was dark and gloomy all around, and occasionally there were lights flashing, but that was not the place he wanted to look for, because it was a hotel for tourists to stay in.

Standing on the top of the car for more than half an hour, glasses sat down cross legged in disappointment, looking at the nearby statue of quimola in a daze: those people said that quimola should be this statue, but what else can hide people here except the hotel in the west?

The hotel to the west of the statue of quimola, where the glasses had stayed a few years ago, is a very ordinary hotel. It is built on a large gentle slope, several kilometers long, which is the lowest altitude of death valley. There is nothing to see except some weathered rocks.

Gululu - the stomach reminds me of glasses. I have to have a snack.

Sighed, the glasses jumped from the car, started the car and drove to the hotel.

The name of this hotel is easy to remember. It's called quemoola hotel. There are two reduced statues of quemoola at the door, which look like the stone lions at the yamen gate in ancient China.

The hotel is still the same one. Even the fat boss has not changed. He is still the boss of glasses a few years ago.

Casually to a room, glasses after a meal, standing in the window, open the curtain to look out.

Behind the hotel is the gentle slope. Down from here is the bottom of death valley. The bottom of the valley is flat. There are several semi weathered hills at the bottom of the valley covered with golden gravel. You can see the moving stones from there.

He licked his slightly greasy lips. When his glasses were about to pull down the curtain, he saw several dark shadows flash under the window, just like ghosts in the wilderness, floating and rushing down the gentle slope.

As soon as his eyes narrowed, he opened the window and was about to jump down, but he took off his glasses and put them on the windowsill, which just disappeared in the night.

Glasses used to be the best killer in Europe. Tracking is a skill that a killer must be good at, so those people don't know that he is following.

After several hundred meters, he knew why those people were floating. He himself was floating again. There were too many stones under his feet, otherwise he would trip.

It's very dark, no moon, no stars, just like the bottom of the pot upside down, but it can make people see the stones on the ground, everywhere showing inexplicable strange.

After running for more than ten minutes with those people, he took off his glasses and tie them on a fast rock.

Ten minutes later, he took off his blue shirt.

He knew that after seeing the text message, goofy would definitely find the statue of quimola, find the hotel, ask his room from the boss, see the glasses on the windowsill, and know that he went to Nell.

There is absolutely a strong magnetic field in the valley of death, because when ordinary mobile phones come here, they have no signal and can only be used as pocket watches.

When the glasses were wondering if they would take off their socks as a guide, the people in front of them suddenly stopped. They looked back and hid behind a rock.

After half a minute, the glasses slowly poked out their heads and looked down... Those people were gone.

Looking down from here, it's not clear at a glance, but as long as you can stand up, you can see the bottom of the valley. Even if those people hide behind the rocks, they can't escape the search of glasses.

Although his name is glasses and he also wears glasses, he is not short-sighted and does not astigmatism.

His name is glasses, just like many unscrupulous businessmen call Li honest.

"There must be a tunnel or something around here."

Glasses a little thought, you can guess the mystery of those people disappeared.

Deliberately spared a not small circle, glasses step by step came to the place where those people disappeared, squatted on the ground and began to carefully check the rocks.

The stones on the ground are big and small, and they all look the same.

However, when I took out my glasses and turned on the flashlight to check the stones one by one, I found that one of the stones looked very smooth. It should be as big as the dry food of the children of island love stars, which was caused by frequent touching.

The glasses laughed, looked around, reached out and held the stone - before he could try to press it or turn it left and right, the stone moved by itself.

Subconsciously, the glasses quickly retracted their hands, and then saw that on the ground in the rubble, there was a hole about the size of a door.

There was a light coming from the depth of the cave, shining on a person.

This man is a woman with a beautiful hair behind her head. She is wearing a gold sleeveless Qipao with obvious Chinese style. Her left hand is on the bend of her right arm, and her right palm is upward. Her five fingers are slightly close together to make a "please come in" gesture. She stands at the entrance of the cave, but does not move, just like a statue.

"It's interesting that people already knew I was coming."

Glasses murmured a, throw mobile phone on the ground at any time, stand up and walk down the red carpet steps.

"Dear lady, are you welcoming me?"

Came to the back of the light in front of the woman, glasses very gentleman slightly bent down, face with a relaxed smile to say hello.

But the woman stood still as if she had not seen her glasses or heard him speak.

Glasses some strange look up at the woman's face, and then - eyes pupil suddenly contracted.

Through the weak light coming from below, the glasses can see that the woman is very beautiful, not only beautiful, but also with a kind of rippling that makes the man's heart jump when he sees her.

But her face, including her arms exposed outside her clothes, was strangely golden, with a pair of eyes that should have been affectionate and lifeless.

This is a dead man.