The two of them dug all day and had nothing but a big pit of 1.5 meters deep. However, there was no gain. In the pit dug out, the frequency of the pointer of the compass trembled significantly higher than when it was on the ground. This shows that the digging place was right, and the more you dig, the closer you get to the destination.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow falls in the forest, riding a horse, as if passing through time. Xirami takes the lead, her butt is on the saddle, her big breasts swaying on the horse's back, and her laughter echoes in the forest in the haze. Xia Lei looks at her, and for a moment he suddenly feels that he has traveled to the Hun Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, and is flying with a Hun princess.

However, Sirami will never become a noble princess, and he will never be able to travel to a world of more than a thousand years. This is just a romantic imagination.

Back to the tribe, Xia Lei fulfilled his promise. He picked up several buckets of water from the river, poured it into a large wooden bucket, and then took a bath for Sirami. First, Sirami was washing alone, and then Sirami pulled him into the large wooden bucket, which turned into two people to wash. As a result, most of the buckets of water he picked were splashed on the ground...

After a lot of trouble, Xia Lei sat under the oil lamp and looked through the translation of the ancient book sent by a tribal girl. The person Sirami was looking for was really efficient. He translated all the words on the ancient book in just one day. The translation was about 10,000 words, and it was completely handwritten. I guess the girl who translated must have been very sore.

Xia Lei placed the ancient book on the table and compared it with translations.

The content recorded in ancient books is similar to what Shirami described as he did. Most of the historical events, important figures, large-scale sacrifices and ceremonies of the Huns, etc. These contents can be found in other historical books, but they are not as detailed and authentic as in this ancient book.

Finally, Xia Lei moved his gaze to the hand-drawn map, found the translation and read it.

The content of the translation: Princess Yongmei came from the Silk Road, carrying three thousand armored soldiers, five hundred war horses, and countless seeds of various types. The tribes welcomed each other in the road and performed a great ceremony to bow to him. Princess Yongmei held a copper plate and walked on foot, selecting a site with needles, and built a city with a soldier, and named Baima tomorrow...

Xia Lei was already stunned when he saw this. Although he could not see whether the compass in Princess Yongmei's hand was the one he repaired, it was certain that Princess Yongmei definitely did not come to this wilderness to build a city for no reason.

"Is Princess Yongmei of the Ming Dynasty also looking for what I'm looking for?" Xia Lei couldn't help but have such an idea.

Continue reading, it describes the content of Princess Yongmei who developed the economy and military and resisted foreign enemies. The people of the Huns believed that this princess from the Ming Dynasty would definitely help them restore their country and rebuild the Huns dynasty. Until she finished reading, Xia Lei did not find any Xiongnu princes, let alone any tragic love story.

What Sirami said is right, the story between the princess and the prince is indeed unreliable.

Xia Lei said in his heart: "Hundreds of years ago, Princess Yongmei brought three thousand Ming dynasties soldiers here, not for love or political marriage, because at that time the Huns were over. Will Emperor Yongle marry his daughter to a worthless prince of the Huns? Obviously impossible. But if it weren't for love or political marriage, she could just dig and leave, why should she build a city here?"

Xia Lei couldn't figure out many places. He even worried that Princess Yongmei had already taken the lead and had already dug away what he was going to dig.

"Xia, when do you want to see?" In the quilt, Silami poked out one leg and gently hooked it.

Xia Lei's thoughts were interrupted. He closed the ancient book and his gaze moved to the head that poked out of the bed. It was snow-white and tender, crystal clear, and full of temptation.

"What's the good thing about that ancient book? I'll show you something better." Sirami seduced men from the East.

Xia Lei got up and walked over, guessing that he couldn't find the answer, and now he is the time to do something instead of thinking about something...

The next day, Xia Lei went to the ruins of the White Horse Tomorrow City again. This time, Xirami did not come with her. She wanted to follow Xia Lei to dig treasures, but she was the chief and the affairs in the tribe still needed her to handle. Xia Lei was also happy. If Xirami didn't follow her, his efficiency would be much faster.

Entering the ruins of the ancient city, Xia Lei rode his horse straight to the ruins of the palace. There was no need for a compass road, so he quickly reached the edge of the earth pit. After observing the surroundings for a little while, he jumped into the earth pit with his tools, shoveled up the soil...

This digging lasted for another whole day. The 1.5-meter-5-meter-long pit turned into three meters. It was already difficult to throw the soil upwards, but I still didn't find anything.

Xia Lei threw the shovel aside and was a little discouraged, "Damn it, why are you buried so deep? If you were buried more than ten or twenty meters away, how could I dig it? Mr. Shi couldn't send an excavator, right?"

If you have a depth of three meters, you can barely shovel the soil on the ground, but if you continue to dig down, you will not be able to shovel the underground soil upwards even if you have great force.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, Xia Lei's eyes moved to the compass placed on the wall of the earth pit. The compass was about one meter from the height of the bottom of the earth pit. When he dug the last meter depth, he only looked at the compass occasionally and did not take him down. This time, when he held the compass in his hand, the pointer of the compass suddenly turned around and then returned to his original position.

Xia Lei was surprised. He then placed the compass at the bottom of the pit. The compass' pointer trembled more frequently and pointed to the southeast. Before that, it was all pointing to the east.

Xia Lei looked at the soil wall in the southeast and then at the compass on the ground. He suddenly understood and a smile appeared on his face, "It's the end, it's time to dig horizontally."

Although I don’t know how long it takes to dig horizontally, the difficulty of digging horizontally is definitely much less than that of digging vertically.

Xia Lei picked up the shovel and dug it a few more times, and the satellite phone suddenly rang.

The caller was Shi Boren, who said straight to the point: "At 2 a.m. tomorrow, the airplane will airdrop the supplies you need."

"Okay, I'm waiting for it." Xia Lei said.

“What’s going on?”

I dug a big hole, and I'm talking to you in the hole. But I haven't dug anything for the time being, so give me some time." Xia Lei said.

"Well, we are in Pakistan. We will find a way to buy you time. After you go back, you ask the people from the White Hun tribe to prepare for receiving supplies. That's it, the call ends." After that, Shi Boren hung up the phone.

Xia Lei put away the satellite phone and said in his heart: "The 101th Bureau is now in Pakistan. I believe that Mr. Shi and Long Bing have some ways to attract Cia's attention. No wonder I am so quiet here. However, this is not a long-term solution. I still have to dig up the things as soon as possible and leave here."

When Xia Lei thought of leaving, he naturally thought of Xi Lami, and he couldn't help but feel sad. Although he and Xi Lami were not together because of love, once that kind of relationship occurred between men and women, even if it was not love, there was still intimate relationship. Moreover, he felt that he was indebted to Xi Lami. Therefore, he asked for supplies to the White Xi Lami, and even paid two million US dollars in cash out of his own pocket. He actually wanted to make up for Xi Lami and the White Xi Lami through this method.

Back at the tribe, Xia Lei told Sirami that there would be planes coming to airdrop supplies at 2 a.m. tomorrow. Sirami immediately summoned people to prepare. All the ox carts in the tribe were collected, and bonfires were also lit in several places suitable for airdrop supplies, and used them as signal lights.

Women and men in the tribe also gathered to receive supplies. At night, people were everywhere beside the bonfire, laughter and talking were everywhere, and the scene was very lively.

"Xia, what did you dug today?" Sirami curled up in Xia Lei's arms and asked in a tiring voice beside the largest bonfire.

"Nothing was dug up." Xia Lei said. There were many gazes around him, looking at him and Sirami, but he was used to it. The night he and Sirami "married" was like a live broadcast. I have experienced all the big scenes. Does he still care about the small scenes in front of him?

"I've told you a long time ago that there is no treasure, you don't believe it..." Sirami suddenly remembered something and said nervously: "If you can't dig anything, will you take the things you sent to us back?"

Xia Lei smiled and said, "I'm not a child, so how can I take back the things I gave? Don't worry, I really want to help your tribe. Even if I can't dig a hair in the end, I won't ask you anything." After pausing, he leaned over to Sirami's little ear, bit her earlobe and said, "I did this because of you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so stupid. I'll give you so many supplies in vain."

Sirami giggled, looking full of happiness. She also mischievously approached Xia Lei's ear and said in a hot air: "If you want to dig, I can give you all mine."

Xia Lei, “…”

This is Silami. If she doesn't, she will not be Silami.

At around 1:50 a.m., the roar of the plane engine came from the sky. Then, a huge cloud 20 military transport plane appeared from the sky and slowly flew over several bonfires. At that time, several wooden boxes fell from the sky, then opened the parachute and slowly fell to the ground.

After airdropping the materials, the Yun20 military transport plane turned the nose and flew towards Pakistan, without stopping for an extra minute.

A few boxes of supplies were quickly collected, and Sirami asked someone to open all the wooden boxes.

The materials that Xia Lei asked for were all airdropped in wooden boxes. There were 100 new Russian-made AK12 assault rifles and ammunition, as well as ten domestic sniper rifles and ammunition. There were generator sets for hydropower stations, all of which were small. There were small household appliances, rice cookers, electric blankets, etc. There were some engineering equipment, impact drills and blasting devices with battery and transformer equipment, as well as some professional grave digging tools such as Luoyang shovels. Finally, there were two million US dollars in cash and several large bundles.

The women and men in the tribe cheered, some were holding the new AK12 assault rifle to shoot test guns, and the gunshots were deafening. Some were dancing around the bonfire, and some were hitting the bunch of dollars with their heads...

But Sirami seemed not interested in these things. She walked to Xia Lei, hugged his waist, and offered a sweet kiss.
Chapter completed!