Chapter 648 Waiting for Me to Take You Home 33

Zhou Qiang shuddered at Tian Miao's look, and turned his head hastily, no longer meeting Tian Miao's eyes.

Que Qiu came from behind and said, "Now that you have arrived at your destination, I won't bother you. Except for danger, I will inform you in time. Don't pay attention to where I am. If you have any problems, just call me on the walkie-talkie."

Seeing that Que Qiu was about to leave, Professor Wu hurriedly said: "Guide, you also know that although we have indeed arrived here, we still have to rely on your experience for many things, so don't be so divided. We are together, and everyone will have a good time." A care, isn't it?"

Que Qiu seemed to think about it for a while, and then said flatly: "Yes, but you need to pay more."

Professor Wu hurriedly nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly!"

Que Qiu carried the bag on his back and followed the crowd without saying a word.

The team gradually approached the central area from the residential area of ​​the imperial city. It can be clearly felt that the closer you are, the more obvious the class differentiation on the ruins. For example, most of the residential areas are Tufangtuwa, and most of the colors are monotonous. Most of the houses are built of stone bricks, and the colors are gradually enriched.

Going up a level of stairs, the view is wider. There are no buildings here, but it is obvious that there is a main road here, which is very wide. Looking forward, it is a very large platform. Everyone thinks that this place seems to be on the mural. The square you see, because it looks like this, standing on that platform, will be about the same height as the minaret behind it, so it is almost exactly the same as the ceremony on the mural.

It was getting late, and Que Qiu asked everyone to rest on the platform for one night, and continue tomorrow. After a day of running around, people are already very tired, and they need to recover quickly.

Everyone nodded in agreement, those who set up tents set up tents, and those who made dinner went to gather supplies.

The bonfire gradually lit up. After dinner, everyone gathered around the bonfire to talk.

Professor Wu was always excited about being able to see this ancient city with his own eyes, and he talked eloquently, telling a lot of stories about Yrel and his opinions on what he saw and heard today.

Cheng Luo and senior Zhou Qiang listened and took notes to prepare for their graduation thesis.

The symposium didn't end until ten o'clock in the evening. Everyone went back to their tents, and the surrounding gradually became quiet, with occasional snores breaking the silence.

Zhou Qiang, who was on guard at night, sat beside the bonfire, propped his head, and did not speak. His gaze seemed to penetrate the night, and he looked around the entire ancient city on the elevated platform again.

The night was as cool as water, and there was silence all around.

The silence is a little scary.

Cheng Luo's sleeping bag was tightly pressed against Tian Miao's sleeping bag, and she was sound asleep. She was really tired this day.

The wind blows gently. And laughter.

Where is the laughter coming from?

Cheng Luo opened his eyes and froze.

In front of you is the prosperous imperial capital thousands of years ago.

On the wide stone road, people come and go.

The looks of the passers-by are somewhat exotic and beautiful, and their clothes are also very special. Some had jars on their heads, and the contents of the jars were obviously clear water. Others walked forward with a basket of fruit on their heads, laughing and laughing.

The hawkers on the side of the road shouted, some were selling kebabs, some were selling pouches, and some were buying fruits and milk tea.

Is this the imperial capital of Yrel thousands of years ago?

Such beauty, such prosperity.