Chapter 9: Azar – Northern School Tomb Raiders

Half of the people present were engaged in antiques, and Azza’s description of that blood agate as divine could not help but arouse the curiosity of the crowd.

Old Zhang, the guide, examined Doubtful Boy’s injuries and he was fine, it should only be a skin wound. The sand was soft, plus there was a camel padding, the bean sprout boy escaped.

I asked Aziza what her plans were, if she was just going to hide in a mine in the middle of nowhere. Even if we can’t stay in Yinchuan, we can still go to another city to make a living.

“That hurt you back there bro,” he started, apologizing to me. I waved my hand and said it was fine.

He added: “There is a misunderstanding in this matter, I don’t dare to go back because the news was wrongly transmitted, the Jin brothers now think that the blood agate is in my hands, that’s why they are dead set on me, they have an intricate network of relationships, the town, the city’s food market, the gaming halls, the nightclubs, there are ears and eyes everywhere. As long as I dare to strut down the street, I will definitely be caught.”

“So it is …… that what blood agate is really not in your hands?” I asked, also skeptical.

“You see, what good is it for me to lie to you,” he gritted his teeth: “Anyone on the road knows that there are two hairy men who looked at the picture of the blood agate and offered a sky-high price of 4.8 million dollars on the spot, if that thing was in my hands I would have sold it long ago, with 4.8 million dollars the Jin brothers would still have dared to deal with me? “

“Can’t hold out much longer either,” she said as she wiped the dust from her face, “I only dare to go back to the city once a month, and that too late at night, and I only dare to buy a small amount of bottled and canned water at a time in order to stay out of the way, so aren’t you guys going to the depths of the desert to look for some kind of tribe? Take me with you, I believe I can be of some help.”

“I can’t make a decision on …… this one,” I said, looking to the head of the handle to get his opinion.

Putting his head in consideration for a couple minutes, he said, “I can take you with me, but we should go our separate ways when we find the Hutt tribe. We have other things to take care of then.”

“No problem, I’ve introduced you, right? Y’all just call me Azza,” he said, looking a little excited to hear the head of the handle say we could take him in for a while.

After getting to know each other and introducing ourselves, Azza said to us to wait for him for half an hour, that he still had some belongings and had to go back to fetch some things.

The camel was so big and heavy that we couldn’t pull it up, so we had no choice but to abandon the camel after taking the bean sprout boy’s things. Old Zhang said the camel died, and when we went back we definitely had to compensate the business owner a little money.

After waiting for twenty minutes or so, Azza got his stuff, nothing really, he was just carrying a duffel bag.

We hooked up Beanpole’s gear to the spare camel, and Old Chang crouched down to bustle a handful of sand to feel the wind.

“Northwest wind, it should be safe today, let’s keep going, according to our speed no surprises, in about two hours of walking up the Leeward Slope.”

The head of the handle nodded, “Let’s go then, Elder Brother Zhang is experienced, we’ll listen to your arrangements. Xiao Xuan, your hands are light, you’ll be responsible for taking care of Bud Boy on the way, keep an eye on him, don’t let him fall off the camel.”

Zhao Xuanxuan nodded her head and said yes.

Azar and I were next to each other after we started our journey, and he kept trying to get words out of me. I dribbled out that we were from the Institute of Geography and nothing else.

As the saying goes, you can’t be too careful when you know someone’s face, and you can’t be too careful when you’re defending yourself against someone, the reason why the head of the handle agreed to bring him along to catch the road was purely because he didn’t want to see him die of thirst and starvation, and the real purpose of our trip was not even known to the guide, let alone him.

Seeing that I was a bit perfunctory, Aza ran to Miss Zhao’s side again, and I gave Zhao Xuanxuan a wink, signaling her not to talk too much, and the truth is that Zhao Xuanxuan was too busy taking care of the bean sprout boy on the hump to pay much attention to him.

The further you go the thicker the yellow sand, the northwest wind is blowing a lot more than just a moment ago, we wrapped his head with a sarong, continue to step on the sand and lead the camel to catch up with the road.

Lao Zhang predicted that we would travel two hours to the next stop, and we actually traveled over an hour more.

“Here we are, look guys, there is the Leeward Slope.” Old Zhang stopped and pointed to a large slope in front of him, “It’s getting late, we’re going to camp there on the Leeward Slope.”

The Leeward Slope is actually a big wall of sand at a 60-degree angle, no wonder it’s called the Leeward Slope, and we leaned back and camped right behind it to completely block the northwest wind.

The people rushed and finally set up camp before dark, there are not many things that can be burned in the desert, Old Zhang with his rich experience found a lot of tumbleweeds and dried cactus, after lighting the campfire at night, all the people gathered in a circle and looked at the iron pot on the fire.