o show its head from the coffin, there was no need for discussion - the shovel would come crashing down.After pushing open the coffin lid, our third brother was facing away from us. He stood there mot...Whether it was the bean sprouts or not, the camel caravan made it through the night safely until dawn. After packing up their belongings, the group continued deeper into Alashan under the guidance of their leader.

As we walked farther and farther, gradually, I realized the sand under my feet was getting thicker. At first, it only covered the soles of my shoes, but now when I stepped down, it reached past my ankles. Thankfully, because we listened to Lao Zhang's advice, we were wearing those special long boots.

The conditions were harsh, and Miss Zhao couldn't stand it anymore. She complained to Lao Zhang: "Hey, you're leaving the camel alone and walking instead. I really don't understand how you planned this."

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Old Zhang didn't get angry. He shook his head and said, "We just arrived. The conditions aren't too harsh right now. Let the camel rest first. We can discuss things when we reach the next stretch of road."

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"He's right," he said, nodding in agreement. "Let's just go along with it for now."

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We walked for more than an hour on the sand until we reached the first stop, Molding Tomb, as Old Zhang had described.

The geographical scene before me was quite peculiar. Many elliptical sand dunes appeared on the seemingly endless desert. From afar, these small dunes looked like miniature graves. The difference was that there were no tombstones in front of these "graves" made of sand.

Lao Zhang pointed to the sandbags and said: "After the 20th of each month, Alashan often has strong winds. Decades ago, this place was a mining area, and there were many trees at that time. This place produces a high-quality agate called Alashan agate. The rows of sand piles that look like tombs were actually mining sites. Some were very deep. After being abandoned, they were buried by sand, creating this unique landscape."

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