Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

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I sit in a daze on the dunes. Looking far away, there are vast seas of sand. A few wild camels were loitering in the distance. Before I approached, they spread their hooves and ran fast, which was more cunning than domestic camels. I was deep and shallow on the sand dunes, and I walked for two or three hours, spinning around, and I was really tired.

I have a north arrow, but it is useless to distinguish between northeast, southeast and northwest. Does the ghost know which way to walk out of the desert? Fortunately, it was autumn in October, and although it was dry, the temperature in the desert was tolerable. But looking at the westward sun, I couldn't help biting my lip. As soon as the sun goes down, I don't have any camping equipment, either freezing or starving.

Squinting for a moment, he hasn't recovered from the dizziness when he first landed. Raise his left hand, look at the time on his wrist through the watch, and sigh. The third crossing failed. However, compared to the previous two times, I finally made progress, and I was able to land.

It has been more than a year since I joined this crossing project. I am a graduate student in the history department. I originally followed my mentor and a well-known professor of history in the country to participate in this project as a guide. But after seeing me, the group of biologists insisted on giving me a physical examination, and concluded that my physique was most suitable for crossing.

The original volunteer tried many times without success. So the expert team dismissed them, and then moved me to know what was reasonable. As a professional, I have the responsibility and obligation to uncover layers of historical mysteries and restore the truth. Going back to ancient history, who can do this? Successful, I am the first person from ancient times to the present, and the great significance can be recorded in history.

I am a very ambitious girl, and my life creed is "read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and listen to thousands of words." I always hope that my academic achievements will one day be comparable to my boss-that is, my mentor. So I was tempted by the highly enthusiastic experts on the test bench.

The first test, I disappeared on the test bench less than half a minute and fell. I can't think of anything except the extreme nausea when I'm flying. Carrying instruments such as the carbon 14 detector, latitude and longitude locator, laptop digital camera, DV, etc. on the body were all damaged by high-frequency and high-radiation shocks. The expert group concluded that electronic equipment cannot be carried. So after half a month in bed, I raided and trained three months of hand tools, including the use of Luoyang shovel.

The second experiment was a step forward, and I disappeared for half an hour. Just as everyone was happily planning to celebrate the feast, I hung on the tree outside the laboratory. After waking up, I recalled seeing urban streets and crowds in the fog of Tengyun, which should be the layout and clothing of the Han Dynasty. But before I even landed, a great deal of suction caught me back. The various hand tools carried on his body split into several pieces.

According to my report, the expert group concluded that the time and space reversal was more likely to fall two thousand years ago, so I revisited the history of the Qin and Han Dynasties during the Warring States Period. Before the injury was cured, I was caught learning sketching, drawing floor plans and engineering drawings. The research team finally gave up the idea of ​​letting me carry large tools and only brought small, easy-to-fold simple tools.

After studying drawing for nearly half a year, the test stand was improved again and turned into a CT machine. This time I was carrying the items I needed with me and a large stack of sketchbook pencils on the road. Before leaving, the boss repeatedly told me not to throw any white garbage belonging to the 21st century in ancient times, which would cause trouble for future archaeologists and historians.

This time I finally landed after driving the fog, and it was a soft landing, because it fell on the sand without any damage. But after identifying clearly, I found that landing in the desert was even worse. Since I couldn't find a reference for people or human activities, I wasn't sure whether I had traveled to ancient times after walking for two or three hours. I can only be sure: I left the laboratory.

I don't have water, food and medicine, because I will be contaminated by a high-radiation transit machine. In the improved NORTHFACE backpack, there are only Swiss army knives, compasses, changing clothes, notebooks, simple archaeological tools, a large stack of sketchbooks and pencils, and broken gold and silver that can be used as currency, and so on. No one can help in this situation. It seems that I still have to give up this experiment, go back and let them continue to improve, at least next time there can be a place for people. I sighed, and I was not frustrated. But the sun is setting, and I have to seize the time, otherwise the machine will not start without enough solar energy.

Turn over the hat of the radiation suit that I put on the Hanfu, and cover the whole head. Bring gloves on, and zip up. Raise the left hand, aim the time of the oversized watch through the watch to the sun, unscrew the bumper, the number of silent in my heart: 1, 2, 3...

After counting to 10, still nothing happened. Continue counting, to 20, 50, 100...

No, is there such a bad thing? I took off my hat and stared at the broken watch carefully, without moving. A pat, still nothing. Aiming at the sun desperately, no movement continued. I took off this broken watch and flicked, the indicator light was still not green.

The wind rose and the sun was covered by the yellow sand. This watch is powered by solar energy. I can't go back without sunlight. I'm going to die in a desert that I don't know which dynasty!

He jumped up and pointed to the expert group: he would not let me bring water and food, let me bring a pile of dead money. But what's the use of my current money? I knew that the broken watch would be bad. Even if I were to be irradiated, I would insist on bringing water and food. I have been pushed into that broken machine three times, haven't I been exposed to radiation? Rather than let me starve to death, I would rather choke on the radiated bread.

I swallowed a bite of sand and ended the scolding, the sun set quickly, and soon the desert was cold. My radiation protection suit can also block the wind and cold, but I am thirsty and hungry. With his body trembling and shivering, he climbed up to the nearest sand dune and looked up. In the darkness, there was a ray of fire in the distance. Never seen a warmer light than this...

I can't remember how long I walked in the dark and terrible desert of the night, but I only remember when I stumbled into the campfire, I was hungry and my eyes were blurry and thirsty. I recognized several tents in the campfire. There were voices and camels. I rushed into a tent with green light in my eyes, and then fell down.