The midday sun heated the sand.
Chen Zhi squatted down and dug his fingers into the sand.
Hot.
But it's not the kind of heat that comes from the sun.
He jerked his hand back, blisters forming on his fingertips.
"The sand isn't right."
Chen Zhi stood up and stretched out his hand in front of Li Tian.
The blisters glowed in the sun.
Li Tian took a step back.
"Old Chen, what's wrong with your hand?"
"There's something under the sand."
Chen Zhi kicked away the sand layer on the surface.
Under the sand, a black stone slab was exposed.
There are patterns carved into the stone slabs.
