The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 648 Waiting for me to take you home 33

Zhou Qiang trembled at the sight of Tian Miao, turned his head quickly, and no longer met Tian Miao's eyes.

Que Qiu came over from behind and said: "Now that you have reached your destination, I won't bother you. Except that I will inform you in time if there is a danger, you don't need to pay attention to where I am. If there is a problem, the walkie-talkie can find me.

Seeing that Que Qiu was about to leave, Professor Wu hurriedly said: "Guide, you know that although we have indeed arrived here, we still have to rely on your experience for many things. Don't be like this. Let's be together. Is it a reference?"

Que Qiu seemed to think for a while, and then said lightly: "Yes, but you have to add money."

Professor Wu hurriedly nodded and said: "Don't worry, you will not be treated badly!"

Que Qiu carried his bag, did not speak any more, and followed the crowd.

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

Going up a step, the view is more open. There is also no building here, but it is obvious that there is a main road here. It is very wide. Looking forward, it is a very large platform. Everyone thinks that this place seems to be a mural. The square I saw, because it looked like that, standing on that platform would be about the same height as the minaret behind, so it was almost 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. The day's rush was already very tiring and needed to recover quickly.

Everyone also nodded in agreement. The tents were set up, and the dinner was gathered to gather supplies.

The bonfire was gradually lit up, and everyone had dinner, and in the old days they usually gathered around the bonfire to talk.

Professor Wu was always excited about seeing this ancient city with his own eyes. He talked a lot about Yrel's circulating stories and his insights about what he saw and heard today.

Cheng Luo and Zhou Qiang, seniors, listened and took notes while preparing for their graduation thesis.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that the symposium ended. Everyone went back to the tent, and the surroundings gradually became quieter. Occasionally, one or two snores broke the silence.

The night watchman Zhou Qiang sat beside the bonfire, propped his head, did not speak, his eyes seemed to penetrate the night, and he looked around the entire ancient city again on this elevated platform.

The night is as cold as water, and the surroundings are silent.

Quiet is a bit scary.

Cheng Luo's sleeping bag was tightly leaning against Tianmiao's sleeping bag, sleeping soundly. She is indeed very tired this day.

The wind blew gently. There is laughter.

Where does the laughter come from?

Cheng Luo opened his eyes and was stunned.

In front of us is the bustling imperial capital thousands of years ago.

People come and go on the broad stone road.

The looks of the pedestrians are somewhat exotic and beautiful, and their clothes are also very special. Some people have a jar on their heads, and the jar is obviously clear water. Some people walked forward with a basket of fruit on their heads.

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

Is this the imperial capital of Yrel a thousand years ago?

Such beauty, such prosperity.

(End of this chapter)