Tranxending Vision

The two of them dug all day long, but apart from a 1.5 meter deep hole, there was nothing else. However, it was not as if he had lost everything. The needle of the compass was obviously vibrating more frequently in the dug hole than when it was on the ground. This meant that they had dug the right place. The deeper they dug, the closer they got to their destination.    

    

As the sun set in the west, the golden rays of the afterglow sprinkled onto the forest. They rode their horses and galloped forward, as if travelling back and forth in time. Syrani took the lead with her butt upturned on the saddle. Her big chest was swaying on the back of the horse as her laughter resounded in the forest amidst the haze. Xia Lei looked at her. For a moment, he felt that he had traveled to the Huns Dynasty a thousand years ago.    

    

However, Syrani would never become a noble princess, and he would also never be able to travel to a world that was more than a thousand years old. It was just a romantic fantasy.    

    

After returning to the tribe, Xia Lei kept his promise. He took a few buckets of water from the river and poured it into a large wooden bucket. Afterwards, he gave Syrani a bath. At first, Syrani was washing it all by himself, but then Syrani dragged him into the big wooden bucket and washed it all by himself. In the end, more than half of the buckets of water he picked up splashed onto the ground ?    

    

After messing around for a while, Xia Lei sat under the oil lamp and flipped through the translation of an ancient book sent over by a tribal girl. The person Syrani was looking for was really efficient, he managed to translate all the words on the ancient book in a single day. There were about ten thousand words in the translation, and it was handwritten in such a way that the girl's hand must have been sore.    

    

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

    

The information recorded in the ancient book was about the same as what Syrani had described. The ancient books had mostly recorded the history and events of the Huns, their important figures, and the large scale sacrifices and ceremonies. This information could also be found in other history books, but it was just that it was not as detailed and realistic as the ancient books.    

    

Finally, Xia Lei moved his line of sight to the hand-drawn map, and looked for the translation.    

    

The Princess Young-mei came from the Silk Road with three thousand warriors, five hundred war horses, and many swords and sabers. All kinds of seeds were present. The tribesmen welcomed him with open arms and kowtowed. Princess Young-mei held a copper plate in her hands as she walked on foot. She chose the location with needles.    

    

Seeing this, Xia Lei was already dumbstruck. Although he was unable to tell if the compass in Princess Young-mei's hands was the compass he repaired, but he was certain that the Princess Young-mei did not come to this Savage Land to build a city for no reason.    

    

"Could it be that the Ming dynasty's Princess Young-mei is also looking for what I'm looking for?" Such a thought couldn't help but emerge in Xia Lei's heart.    

    

He continued to read the description, which described how the Princess Young-mei would be able to develop its economy and military to defend against foreign enemies. The Huns believed that this princess from the Ming dynasty would definitely help them regain their country and rebuild the Hun dynasty. Until the end, Xia Lei still had not found any Prince of Huns, let alone any sad and beautiful love story.    

    

Syrani was right, the story of the princess and prince was indeed unreliable.    

    

Xia Lei secretly thought: A few hundred years ago, the Princess Young-mei brought three thousand Ming Dynasty warriors here. It is not for love, nor is it a political marriage, because at that time, the Huns will already be finished. Obviously not. However, if it wasn't because of love or a political marriage, but purely a treasure hunt, she could have just dug it up and left. Why would she want to build a city here? "    

    

There were many places that Xia Lei couldn't understand, he was even worried that the Princess Young-mei had already gotten here first and dug up what he wanted.    

    

"Xia, how much longer do you want to see?" From under the blanket, Syrani stretched out a leg and gently hooked it.    

    

Xia Lei's train of thoughts was interrupted, he closed the ancient book, and his gaze moved to the jade leg that was sticking out of the bed. It was snow-white and tender, crystal clear, and filled with enticement.    

    

"What's so good about that ancient book?" I'll show you something better. " Syrani lured the man from the east.    

    

Xia Lei stood up and walked over. There was no answer to his guess, but now was the time to do something, not think about it ?    

    

The next day, Xia Lei went to the ruins of the Baima City again. This time, Syrani did not follow him. She wanted to follow Xia Lei and dig out treasures, but as the chief, she was the one who needed to take care of the tribe's matters. Xia Lei was also happy. If Syrani did not follow him, his efficiency would be much faster.    

    

After entering the Ancient City Ruins, Xia Lei rode his horse straight towards the ruins of the palace. He did not even need to pass through the compass to get there. After briefly observing his surroundings and confirming that there were no abnormalities, he took his tools and jumped into the pit, shoveling up the soil one by one ?    

    

The digging went on for another day. The 1.5 meter pit had now become 3 meters wide. It was already difficult for him to throw the soil upwards, but he still wasn't able to dig anything.    

    

Xia Lei threw the shovel to the side and was a little discouraged, "Damn it, why are they buried so deep? If I were to bury him at a distance of ten or twenty meters, how would I dig him up? Boss Shi wouldn't send a excavator here right? "    

    

With a depth of three meters, he could still barely dig on the ground. However, if he continued digging, even with great strength, he wouldn't be able to dig on the ground.    

    

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. Xia Lei's gaze moved to the compass on the wall of the pit. The compass was about a meter away from the bottom of the pit. When he was digging the last meter, he only occasionally glanced at the compass and did not take it down. This time, when he held the compass in his hand, the needle of the compass suddenly turned in a circle and then returned to its original position.    

    

Xia Lei's heart was filled with surprise. He then placed the compass at the bottom of the pit, and this time, the frequency of the compass's needle was even higher. Until now, it had always been pointing east.    

    

Xia Lei looked at the walls in the southeast direction and then looked at the compass on the ground. He suddenly understood and a smile appeared on his face.    

    

Although he did not know how long it would take to dig horizontally, it would definitely be much easier to dig horizontally than to dig vertically.    

    

Xia Lei picked up his shovel and dug a few more times.    

    

The one who called him was Shi Boren, he got right to the point, "Tomorrow, at 2 o'clock in the morning, the plane will fly down the materials that you need."    

    

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

    

"Any progress?"    

    

I've dug a big hole, and I'm talking to you in there. "But I haven't found anything yet. Give me some time." Xia Lei said.    

    

Yes, we will stay in Pakistan. We will think of a way to buy you some time, and after you go back, tell the people of the White Huns Tribe to prepare and receive the supplies. With that, Shi Boren hung up.    

    

Xia Lei kept the satellite telephone and thought: "The 101st Bureau is currently in Pakistan, I think that Boss Shi and Long Bing have plenty of ways to attract the attention of the CIA, no wonder my place is so quiet. However, this is not a long-term solution, I still have to dig things up as soon as possible and leave this place. "    

    

The moment he thought of leaving, Xia Lei naturally thought of Syrani, and his heart couldn't help but feel sad. Although the reason he was with Syrani wasn't because of love, once that sort of relationship existed between men and women, even if it wasn't love, close feelings would still exist. Moreover, he also felt that he owed Syrani. That was why he wanted to give resources to White Huns Tribe and even gave him two million dollars in cash. He actually wanted to use this method to make up to Syrani and White Huns Tribe.    

    

After returning to the tribe, Xia Lei told Syrani about an airplane delivering supplies to him at 2 o'clock tomorrow morning. Syrani immediately summoned his men to prepare, all the ox-carts in the tribe were gathered up, and a few suitable places for aerial delivery were set ablaze, using them as signal lights.    

    

The women and men of the tribe had gathered to receive supplies. As night fell, the bonfire was surrounded by people. Laughter and voices could be heard everywhere, and the place was bustling with noise and excitement.    

    

"Xia, what did you dig out today?" Beside the biggest bonfire, Syrani curled up in Xia Lei's embrace and asked in a bored voice.    

    

"Nothing." Xia Lei said. Many pairs of eyes came over, looking at him and Syrani, but he was already used to it. The night of his and Syrani's "big wedding" was like a live broadcast. He had already experienced such a huge scene, so why would he care about such a small scene?    

    

"I told you a long time ago that there were no treasures, and you don't believe me ?" Syrani suddenly thought of something, and said worriedly: "If you can't dig out anything, will you take back the things you gave us?"    

    

Xia Lei laughed: "I am not a child, how can I take back what I give? "Don't worry, I truly want to help your tribe. Even if I can't dig up a single hair of your tribe in the end, I won't ask for anything from you." After pausing for a moment, he moved closer to Syrani's ear, bit her ear, and said. "The reason I'm doing this is also because of you.    

    

She also naughtily went close to Xia Lei's ear, breathing in the hot air. "If you want to dig out my fur, I can give you all of mine."    

    

Xia Lei, "..."    

    

This was Syrani, if she wasn't like this, she wouldn't be Syrani.    

    

Around 1: 50 in the morning, the sound of an airplane engine could be heard in the sky. Soon after, a huge Cloud 20 military transport plane appeared in the sky and slowly flew over several bonfires. At that moment, a few wooden boxes fell from the sky. Then, he opened his parachute and slowly fell to the ground.    

    

After dropping the supplies, the Cloud 20 military transport aircraft turned around and headed towards Pakistan, not stopping for even a minute.    

    

A few boxes of supplies were quickly gathered into a pile, and Syrani had her men open all the wooden boxes.    

    

The materials that Xia Lei asked for were all in the wooden box. There were a hundred of Russia's latest AK-12 assault rifles and ammunition, as well as ten homemade sniper rifles and ammunition. There are generating sets of equipment for the construction of hydroelectric power stations, all of which are small. There are some household appliances, electric cookers, electric blankets. There were engineering equipment, impact drills and blasting devices with batteries and pressure transmissions, and professional gravediggers such as Luoyang shovels. And finally, two million dollars in cash, several bundles.    

    

The women and men of the tribe cheered as someone shot and fired a new AK-12 assault rifle. The sound was deafening. Some danced around the bonfire, some hit their heads on the pile of dollars...    

    

However, Syrani seemed to be uninterested in these things. She walked to Xia Lei's side, embraced his waist, and offered him a hot and spicy kiss.