Chapter 1225: Smuggling

Although it is already afternoon, as long as the sun has not set, the desert will be unbearably hot.

Zhang Zian witnessed with his own eyes that his urine stain was almost evaporated after staying on the stone for less than ten seconds.

He was about to leave, when out of the corner of his eye he noticed something moving in the shadow beside the stone.

What the hell?

He squatted down curiously, but the cracks in the stone were short and narrow, the light outside was strong but the light inside was extremely dark, unless he got down on all fours to look, it was difficult to see what was inside.

Of course, there is another way, which is to lift the stone.

Zhang Zian looked at the stone that had just been irritated by his own urine, and he really couldn't do it, and his curiosity was not that great.

In the end, he simply stretched out his foot and kicked the stone, trying to see if he could knock the mountain and shake the tiger, and startle the things hidden under the stone.

He exerted so much force on his foot that even his leg bones felt a dull pain from the shock.

When he was grinning to breathe, a small black animal swished out from under the stone. Although it was small, it crawled extremely fast and rushed towards him.

Zhang Zian didn't even see what kind of animal it was, hesitating for a moment whether he should step back or step on it to death, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and his body flashed back!

At the same time, a cold light shot in from the slanting thorns, accurately nailing the little animal to the soil.

It was a tactical dagger, and the crucified critter was a black scorpion.

Although the dagger was obviously aimed at Scorpion, even if Zhang Zian didn't hide, it wouldn't hurt him, but it still made him break out in a cold sweat.

The dagger almost cut off the scorpion's body, but the scorpion's vitality was quite tenacious, and when it was dying, it even bent the barb on its tail to try to attack the attacking dagger.

Zhang Zian turned his head to look in the direction where the dagger was coming from, and saw Li Pete and Nabari walking slowly towards this side, with Salim following behind. Li Pete held an empty scabbard in his hand, proving that he had thrown the knife.

"Brother, be careful. The scorpions in the desert are very poisonous. If you accidentally get stung, we can only turn around and send you back immediately. I don't know if we will have enough time." The dagger, the scorpion is still struggling on the dagger.

Zhang Zian frowned, thinking that Lippett actually brought a dagger into the desert.

Although there are legitimate reasons for carrying a dagger for self-defense, after all, there are some dangerous animals in the desert, and you may encounter terrorists lurking in the desert, and there are many other uses for the dagger, but it still feels very dangerous after all. The key is that Zhang Zian and Wei Kang were not informed in advance.

Looking at him and Wei Kang, no one thought that they should bring some sharp weapons for self-defense, but it was too late to regret it now.

Nabari was not surprised that Lipett was carrying a dagger, because the Bedouin would also carry a dagger or a waist knife for self-defense when they went into the desert. Nabari carried a waist knife and put it in the car and did not take it out.

"Jeff, are you okay?" Salim also ran over and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Zhang Zian nodded.

"It's the Pillartail scorpion. Although it's small, it has a bad temper and is very fierce." Nabari recognized the type of scorpion at a glance.

Lippett wiped off the scorpion on the dagger with the sole of his boot.

"Thank you." Zhang Zian felt awkward, but he still had to say thanks.

In fact, even if Li Pitt hadn't made a move, the scorpion would not be able to hurt Zhang Zian. After all, he was wearing desert combat boots, so it was unlikely that he would be easily pierced by the tail thorn, and he might have trampled to death before it approached.

"Hehe, we are all partners in the same team. It is right to help each other. Why are you being polite?" Lipett took out a tissue, wiped the dagger carefully, and put it back into the scabbard.

Zhang Zian didn't realize that Lippett still had such a good skill. He carefully recalled the scene just now. Lipett's knife was excellent in terms of strength and accuracy. You must know that the scorpion was quite small, and it was moving quickly. While moving, it is not easy to stab it with a knife.

At least Zhang Zian couldn't do it if he asked himself.

"You guys are here..."

Zhang Zian said at ease that you didn't come to pee together, did you? So quick to pee in a jug?

Li Pete glanced at Nabari, "Nabali is looking for the way, I have heard about the magic of the Bedouin, so I followed it out of curiosity."

Nabari walked among the rocks, seemingly aimlessly walking casually, reaching out to touch the stones from time to time, as if retrieving previous memories from the touch.

In Zhang Zian's eyes, these stones are all similar, and they don't know how Nabari identified them.

After a while, Nabari pointed in a direction, "Go there."

That direction was no different from any other, and there was no ready road in the rough terrain.

Before, they drove all the way south, but now they are heading west.

"Uncle Nabari..." Salim couldn't help asking, if Nabari kept silent, then he wouldn't learn anything useful.

"Mark." Nabari patted the stone.

Only then did they notice that there was a very vague mark on one side of the stone, pointing in the direction Nabari pointed to just now.

This mark is very old and mysterious, like some kind of writing, which is worn away by the wind erosion effect of the desert and is about to disappear.

In fact, the answer is as simple as that. Nabari found the way because he found the mark, but if you don't know the mark, you can't find it if you search hard.

Nabari turned around and glanced at Salim, and said: "This is a mark left by the tribe a long time ago. Thousands of years ago, people smuggled lion skins, ivory, spices, gold, and ostrich eggs from the Kufra Oasis in Libya. Passing through Siwa Oasis or Dakhla Oasis, they were transported to the other side of the Mediterranean Sea or major cities in ancient Egypt. After our people came, we also got a share of the pie relying on our familiarity with the desert.”

Both Zhang Zian and Li Pete were surprised that Nabari led them on an ancient smuggling route.

Whether it is ancient or modern, smuggling is a felony. After all, the way to make a lot of money is written in the criminal law. Especially in ancient times, smuggling was equivalent to putting Pharaoh's money in one's own pocket. Once caught, one would definitely be beheaded.

The ancient Egyptian pharaohs did not want the gold in the treasury to be lost in vain, but their actual control was limited, basically limited to the black land on both sides of the Nile River, and the wider red land was far outside the sphere of influence of the pharaohs, so the pharaohs They know that there is a secret smuggling route, but they can only stare blankly.

The smuggling route that has passed the test of time is at least to a certain extent more reliable than wandering in the desert.