Chapter 1996 Desert Town

According to the tour guide, the journey to Dakhla is more than 800 kilometers.

After entering the desert, the car moves slowly and it takes at least four to five days to reach the destination.

Fortunately, the members of their team were very professional and well prepared, so they did not encounter any danger in the desert.

Moreover, this car dealership has an emergency response plan. If it encounters unpredictable danger, it will immediately launch a helicopter for search and rescue and supply.

Along the way, the tour guide kept introducing the necessary knowledge about traveling through the desert, and Pi Yangyang and others naturally listened attentively.

For convenience, Pi Yangyang rode in the same off-road vehicle with Amira, otherwise he would not be able to communicate with the tour guide.

It was only early summer in Beijing, but in the desert it was already scorching hot.

The golden desert, under the scorching sun, emits rolling heat waves.

If the car didn't have air conditioning, most people really wouldn't be able to stand it.

After driving south for more than ten hours, it was getting dark.

The desert was gradually swallowed by darkness, and under the stars and the moon, only the hazy silhouettes of sand dunes could be seen.

The convoy did not stop. In accordance with Chu Ge's request, each car was equipped with two drivers who took turns driving.

In this way, you can move forward day and night, saving a lot of time.

With wheels rolling and yellow sand billowing, the convoy continued to move south in the night.

When I was hungry, I ate some dry food in the car. When I was tired, I took a nap in the car. When I felt really uncomfortable, I got off the car and walked around for about an hour, and then continued on my way.

In this way, they walked and stopped for four days, and the tour guide finally told them happily that the town of Dakhla was ahead.

This is an isolated town with a population of less than 5,000.

According to the tour guide, these people gathered here because a group of Europeans discovered gold mines deep in the desert a hundred years ago.

The area was originally inhabited by indigenous people, but the gold diggers arrived and occupied their territory. With their more advanced civilization and weapons, they drove the indigenous people away.

However, according to the tour guide, the indigenous people have not completely left. Some of them have integrated into modern civilization, while others live around the town.

Although the gold mines have been exhausted and the Europeans have left, the descendants of the gold miners who were recruited here have stayed and settled here.

Therefore, although the town is isolated from the world, it is not completely depressed.

As the sun slowly rose on the fifth day, Pi Yangyang and others were surprised to find that some scattered plants had appeared in the originally barren and dead desert.

That little bit of green blooms tenaciously in the vast desert, demonstrating the tenacity of life.

Looking ahead, you can vaguely see several mountain peaks, also dyed green.

There must be the small town of Dakhla built on the oasis.

Moreover, there are obvious signs of human activities in the desert, and many camel footprints are left on the sand dunes.

Tie Niu asked excitedly, "Is this coming?"

Amira nodded. “It’s just up ahead.”

Along the way, Tie Niu was full of novelty at the beginning.

But after a long time, he felt bored.

All you see is desert, and apart from the occasional encounter with one or two desert animals, there is dead silence.

Knowing it was coming, he immediately became energetic again.

Although the mountains looked right in front of us, the convoy didn't feel any closer after driving for an hour or two.

The saying "a horse will die if it runs too fast" is embodied here.

Fortunately, there was more and more green along the way, and I even saw one or two puddles.

Three hours later, the convoy passed through two sand dunes and the view suddenly opened up.

A fairly large building complex appeared before everyone.

Most of these buildings are built with wood, but some are made of mud and look very primitive.

"This is the town of Dakhla. To the west of the town, there is the only hotel in the town. You can stay there."

The tour guide also breathed a sigh of relief and said to Pi Yangyang and the others.

Pi Yangyang was a little surprised, "There's a hotel here?"

"Although this place is isolated from the outside world, many tourists come here every year to explore and explore. In addition, there used to be a gold mine here, and many merchants came here to do business, so someone built this desert hotel here to accommodate tourists."

The tour guide explained.

Pi Yangyang nodded and said, "It would be great if there is a hotel."

I haven't taken a shower for five days and my body feels sore.

He was thinking about how to solve the problem of taking a bath, but he didn't expect that there was a hotel here, which just solved this problem.

"There's a lake to the west, and the hotel is built beside it. The lake was formed by a pit left behind when gold was mined. Later, the locals diverted a river into the lake, and it was because of this lake that the residents here can survive."

The tour guide introduced it again.

Following his introduction, the convoy slowly entered the town.

At first glance, there are almost no cars in the town. People ride camels and horses as their means of transportation and walk slowly on the streets.

There are actually quite a few shops on both sides of the street, selling a wide variety of goods.

When the convoy came in, they were not too curious. They just took a look and continued doing what they were doing.

Obviously, they are already accustomed to foreign tourists.

Thinking back to when they came here, they met a camel caravan on the road, each camel carrying a huge package, which must be the caravan from this small town.

Although the town is not big, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides.

The mountain is lush and green with flourishing vegetation, surrounding the town.

At first glance, one gets the illusion that they are in the heart of the desert.

The town covers a small area, but this oasis stretches as far as the eye can see.

The convoy soon arrived at the desert hotel that the tour guide mentioned.

The first thing that catches your eye is a lake.

Although it is called a lake, it is actually similar to a medium-sized reservoir. But it is also very rare in this desert.

Seeing the rows of small wooden buildings built by the lake, Pi Yangyang was stunned. "Is this a hotel?"

"Yes, this is the Desert Hotel," the tour guide replied. "Those houses are the hotel rooms. Don't be fooled by its simplicity, but the scenery is actually quite nice."

Although Pi Yangyang was a little disappointed, he nodded and said helplessly, "Okay, let's stay here first."

The tour guide was obviously very familiar with this hotel. After parking the car, he took Pi Yangyang directly to a wooden building and shouted.

A middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf quickly came out and saw a group of people standing in front of her. She knew that business was coming.

A bright smile immediately appeared on his fat face and he greeted the tour guide.

Soon, the tour guide reached an agreement with the hotel owner.

He explained the situation to Pi Yangyang, while Amira translated, "Mr. Pi, the hotel has been booked, with one room for two people. If you need us to wait here for you, we can stay here for now."

Pi Yangyang nodded and said, "Of course you have to wait for us, otherwise how can we get back?"

The tour guide made an "OK" gesture and negotiated with the female boss again.

Soon, all the houses were booked.

The owner of the house took out a bunch of keys and personally took them to the "guest room".

The so-called guest rooms are very simple inside.

There are two beds, a cabinet, two chairs and a small wooden table.

There is no bathroom and no electrical appliances, only an incandescent lamp, which is basically unseen in China.

The female boss said that the bathroom was in another place where there was water and one could take a shower.

Here, they don't need hot water at all, they can just pump water from the lake.

Although they were a little disappointed, Pi Yangyang and others had no choice but to accept it.

There's no way, this is much better than sleeping outside.

Fortunately, the accommodation is not expensive, less than fifty-one yuan per night.

After paying the deposit, they officially moved in.

The tour guide also explained that they could eat in the hotel or go to the town.

There are several restaurants in the town, with more variety than in the hotel.

Pi Yangyang and the others took note of it, then went to take a shower and change clothes, and then go to eat together later.

The people in the convoy also stayed there, but they did not move with Pi Yangyang and the others.

After getting off the car, Muto Nozomi acted sneakily and appeared very cautious.

He had put on makeup, all the exposed skin was darkened, there were tattoos on his arms, and two fake scars on his face. At first glance, he was indeed unrecognizable.

But he was still cautious, worried about being encountered by people from the Black Temple.

After everyone took a shower and changed their clothes, they prepared to go for a walk around the town, familiarize themselves with the environment, and have something to eat.

As the group of seven arrived in the town, they heard a heart-wrenching cry coming from the front. They saw a woman slumped on the ground, beating her chest and stamping her feet, crying bitterly.