Chapter 568
Chapter 568 A Poem of Love
"General, look at this!" Hu Bugui carefully cleared the debris beneath a tree stump after digging through the sand. Suddenly, he found something and shouted excitedly.
Lin Wanrong looked over and saw that beneath the layers of sand, two sets of complete skeletal remains were faintly visible. These skeletons were closely entwined, their fingers tightly interlocked, lying peacefully on the ground. Years of exposure to wind and rain had eroded their flesh, leaving behind only stark white bones.
Yujia stared at the tightly intertwined skeletons for a long time before softly saying, "Judging by their bone structure, they seem to be a man and a woman."
"Perhaps they were lovers. How did they end up dying in this desert?" Lin Wanrong shook his head in sorrow. The Turkic girl had already crouched down and slowly started brushing away the sand next to the remains, revealing fragments of sheepskin. Weathered and brittle, the sheepskin had disintegrated into small pieces. Yujia, ever patient, carefully wiped away the sand and started piecing the fragments back together.
The sheepskin contained text in both Greate Hua and Turkic. Though some characters were missing, the overall meaning was still clear. The Turkic girl examined it closely; her expression gradually turned solemn. She let out a wistful sigh, shook her head, and a look of melancholy appeared on her face.
Seeing that Yujia had no intention of stopping him, Lin Wanrong leaned in and grinned, "What is this? A treasure map or a martial arts manual? Every adventure in stories always leads to some great discovery."
"Is money all you ever think about?" Yujia shot him an irritated glance. "Why do beautiful things always become so vulgar in your eyes?—See for yourself."
She had grown cold and unresponsive, fixing Lin Wanrong with a piercing gaze, saying nothing.