Time flies. At least Lu Chen and the pear-painted lounge chair blow the sea breeze and look at the scenery.
The huge sun wheel sank, the blue sea was stained with a warm red, and the freshmen all came back.
After summarizing the information, they found that the Mayans seemed to be quite happy to do business on the beach, and a new student asked "Is there anything strange recently?"
But Maya people say that business is good and there is nothing strange.
Liu Chen frowned. "Let’s go directly to the village."
The situation is worse than he thought, but the executive department has been here twice, but it seems that these Mayans don’t even remember anything strange, even forgetting that the police and the executive department have been here
This isn’t right. Is it a spiritual dragon …
Before going to the village, everyone changed their holiday flowers and short sleeves, and the girls changed their summer dresses, which would cool down after nightfall at the seaside.
Walking along the beach, the sunset gradually sinks towards the west, and fewer and fewer people leave the beach.
There is a song in the air.
Is so melodious, like a thousand years ago with a lonely dust.
They looked up and saw a girl sitting on a huge rock. Her long dark hair was tied in tiny braids, and the evening breeze rippled like waves.
The girl’s facial lines are as soft as water, and her brow is tropical. Seeing this girl seems like you know where you are.
The girl’s sunset is so beautiful that it is illusory. At that time, it is not associated with the sea demon in Greek mythology.
The huge sun wheel gradually sank to the bottom of the sea, leaving the soul song intoxicating.
Chapter two hundred and seventeen Maya tour guide girl
The girl suddenly looked back and realized that someone was coming like a frightened seabird.
Get up in a panic, but don’t stand still and fall straight from a high rock.
However, she didn’t have a close contact with the gravel. Someone caught her. In the panic, she hugged each other tightly and was gentle with each other.
Painting pear clothes will look at each other with some dissatisfaction. This girl just nearly hit Gdzilla.
"Sorry, thank you."
After the girl stabilized, she first apologized and then thanked the pear-shaped clothes. She said it in English, and at the same time she was a little surprised. This beautiful sister’s skill was too good.
"Hello, I’m Isicheryaquez. Are you here for a tour?"
Ischer introduced herself politely and wondered at the same time. Usually there are no tourists here, so she will come here late to sing.
"Hello, Miss Ischer. My name is Lu Chen."
After Lu Chen introduced herself, she looked at the girl. She wore a plaid short-sleeved shirt with local Mayan characteristics. It seems that she has worn it for many years. It has faded a little, but it is also a little tight, which makes people worry that she will have poor breathing. Her navel is exposed at the center, and she is wearing a gray white skirt, which is full of exotic flavor and youthful vitality.
It should be an accident that the muscle rhythm is abnormal when falling. It is healthier to be in the category of ordinary people.
Painted pear clothes gently pulled at his sleeve. Lu Chen felt that the judgment was almost the same. He went straight to the point and said the pre-preparation rhetoric, "We are the archaeological society of Kassel University. This semester’s research is what Mayan culture wants to see in this ancient village."
Ischer looked at this group of people in front of him, including East Renye Fang and Westerners. It seemed that the hair color came from many different countries.
"Mr. Lu, are you here for archaeology?"
Ischer is a little puzzled. At present, these brothers and sisters who are one or two years older than herself look like tourists. She has seen archaeological teams wearing professional tools and are very elegant.
"I just arrived in Cancun today because of the beautiful scenery here. It’s a bit too much to play during the day, but I can’t stay idle. I heard that there is a village here and I came to see it."
Liu Chen explained that he didn’t feel a headache until this time. At ordinary times, this kind of thing is for Chu Xiong to do it. He is responsible for cutting dragons.
Now he is the executive of the War Practice Course and the benchmark that the younger brothers and sisters of the Lionheart Society look forward to, and he can’t give these things to others.
She is also very analytical, but when she communicates … she always looks unfriendly like an order.
Lu Fei … Let him rot in his stomach if he talks nonsense.
He just tested Ischer and found the word "castle", but the other side was indifferent.
According to the first two plans of the executive department, they should have communicated with local villagers before Kassel College will not be "anonymous" to the outside world, but usually people can’t find out what kind of university Kassel College is.
"In our village, you should go to the Toulon site for archaeology. Now there is no ancient culture here."
Ischer suggested and laughed. "But if you want to visit the village, of course you are welcome."
With that, Ischer led the way. Liu Chen and several people walked behind her and paid attention to the surrounding situation at the same time.
As it was getting dark, everyone hit the equipment department with a strong light.
Except for Lu Chen and the pear-painted clothes, his personal clothes are hidden with pistols, and two magazines are distributed. Besides Friga’s bullets, there are also gold-smelting live ammunition.
Lu Chen and the pear-painted weapons are also in a state of being ready to be thrown at any time. Seven kilometers away from here, there are executive transport planes hovering alternately and periodically.
After all, the college has suffered great losses, and it will not let their ace Commissioner kill the dragon without taking advantage of the weapons.
Ischer is a lively girl, and she may rarely meet outsiders. She talks a lot all the way except introducing her village and asking about some outside things.
From the chat, I learned that this girl dropped out of junior high school because these generations in the village have been eating from the sea, doing business on the beach and communicating with people from all over the world. Slowly, English has become the mainstream language in the village.
"Don’t you speak Mayan?"