After listening to the story and eating, Zhang Tiecheng arranged for everyone to take turns to watch the night, and they were a total of nine people divided into three groups, each group was worth two hours.

Yin Bing and Shi Wu were divided into two different groups, Yin Bing was worth the first two hours, and Shi Wu was worth the last two hours. Yin Bing went to sleep after finishing the shift, and Zhang Tiecheng and the other two men were on the midnight shift. They saw that Yin Bing and Shi Wu were asleep and began to talk in a whisper in Uyghur.

A man with a black mole on his face asked, "Brother Cheng, what do you think these two little cubs are coming from?" I don't think they look like some kind of students, they have walked for a day, but their breath is even, they are not tired, and they are obviously not ordinary people.

And the big boy, I saw that when he helped us set up the tent, he took two tents in one hand, and this hand is not weak. ”

Zhang Tiecheng took a puff of his cigarette fiercely, "Hmph, no matter what way they come from, if they dare to hinder our errands, they will let them come and go." ”

"Then what did we take them in in the first place, why don't we just let them be trapped in the desert?" another thinner man couldn't help but interject in a loud male duck voice.

"Do you think I think that if we don't save these two boys, then the old man Mulda will probably not show us the way, or I will leave them alone. You also know that without this old man, we may not find anything. Now this old man is still of great use to us, and I don't want to cause trouble.

As for those two boys, even if they have the ability, they are just little chicks whose hair has not yet grown, and they can't make any big waves. Wait until the front, let's find a chance and kill them. Just don't let the old man see it. When Zhang Tiecheng said this, he threw down the cigarette butt and crushed it with his foot.

Yin Bing and Shi Wu slept next to each other. The two of them had already heard these words clearly. Shi Wu glared at Yin Bing, when Shi Wu received the task, Lingtong instructed him that Yin Bing was the captain of this mission, everything must be under his command, and he must not act without authorization.

Yin Bing shook his head at Shi Wu gently, and raised his eyebrows slightly, Shi Wu immediately understood, Yin Bing wanted to wait for those people to make a move before he had the opportunity to act. Shi Wu nodded, and then turned over and fell asleep.

Yin Bing listened to their conversation with bated breath for a while, and sure enough, they were also coming for the Buddha relic, they discussed the route and plan of action after a while, and then talked about how to gamble and play with women with the money.

Yin Bing knew that they wouldn't do it today, so he also fell asleep.

Early in the morning, everyone packed their bags and set off again. By noon, some plants began to appear on the road ahead, and occasionally gerbils and scorpions passed in front of them, and rattlesnakes were seen twice on the way, but fortunately they did not attack the caravan.

Walking further, I saw a row of small houses not far away, which seemed to be wooden structures, which had been eroded by the wind and sand, and were already a little crumbling.

The guide, the old man Muleda, motioned for everyone to go there to avoid the blazing midday sun and to take a little rest. After settling the camels, the group went into the cabin.

The room was empty with only a table and a few broken stools, and there was a thin layer of sand on the tables and chairs. Everyone wiped off the fine sand, sat down to rest, and some people sat directly on the ground.

Zhang Tiecheng pulled the old man Muleda over, took out the map, and discussed the route forward. Yin Bing and Shi Wu walked around the house twice, there were three rooms inside and outside this room, in the middle was a kitchen with a stove, and at the back of the connected kitchen there was a small room like a storage room, and there was only a large tank in the storage room, which was estimated to be used for water storage, and it had long since dried up.

Yin Bing and Shi Wu returned to the main room, sat down back to back, and took out a pot of water and drank it slowly.

While everyone was talking, Yin Bing suddenly heard a rustling sound, he stood up vigilantly, and looked out the window, there was still a piece of yellow sand outside the window. Seeing Yin Bing's actions, everyone also stopped talking and stretched their necks, but they didn't hear anything.

Everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but when they heard the rustling sound getting louder and louder, the old guide Mulda suddenly changed his face and shouted, "It's a demon man-eating ant!"

Everyone stood up in shock, and anyone who had ever been to the desert had heard of the murderous name of the demonic man-eating ant. The demon man-eating ant is a local saying, and its scientific name is the desert marching ant.

Desert marching ants like to live in groups, generally there are one or two million in a group, they are constantly marching every day, hundreds of marching ants continue to quickly climb the body of the prey to bite, and finally completely destroy the prey. Even if a wild boar or leopard encounters a marching ant, it can be eaten in half a day, and only bones remain.

At this time, outside the window, an overwhelming red wave swept in, like the waves of the sea, surging violently, and people ran to the other side of the wooden house, only to find that there was also a tide of red ants. There was no way out, and suddenly everyone's scalps were numb, and some people ran crazy without a master.

Yin Bing grabbed Zhang Tiecheng's arm and told him to quickly let everyone block the doors and windows and resist for a while.

Zhang Tiecheng came back to his senses a little, and immediately shouted: "Old Hei, big gun, small knife, you go and block the back window, Da Hong, Thin Man, Uncle Muleda, you go and block the front window." Xiao Yin, Xiao Shi, you two block all the doors. After commanding everyone, Zhang Tiecheng himself looked up to see if there were any loopholes or cracks in the roof of the house.

Yin Bing and Shi Wu pressed the table against the door, and Shi Wu cursed in a low voice. The two of them now have at least three or four ways to get out of trouble, but there are the rest of these people, they can neither take out all kinds of high-tech weapons in front of these people, nor can they directly take out the aircraft and escape, so the two of them are really in a predicament.

And the most tangled question now is not the safety of the two of them, but whether to save Zhang Tiecheng's gang. Those people obviously had murderous intent towards them, and it would not be too much to leave now regardless of their lives or deaths.

But the old man Mulda was innocent, although the old man was very slick, seemingly honest, but with a kind of cunning that saw through everything but did not say anything. Along the way, the old man Muleda kept calling Zhang Tiecheng and them the leader, obviously Zhang Tiecheng and they concealed their identity, and they might even use deception to let the old man be their guide.

Yin Bingzheng was thinking about it when he saw a red stream pouring in from the crack in the door under his feet, it was the desert marching ants that kept coming in from the crack in the door, and the red pupils of the flame shadow stepped on it, crushing a large number of people to death when they landed. However, there were a large number of ants, and after a while, a thick layer of ant corpses was piled up on the ground.

Because Yin Bing and the others were wearing special clothes made by the alliance, the ants couldn't bite through, so the ants that climbed on their bodies were easily shaken off and trampled to death, and Zhang Tiecheng's people were not so lucky, many people were bitten by ants, and their bodies immediately became itchy and unbearable, and they were scratched but pinprick-like pain.

When Yin Bing saw this situation, he ran to Zhang Tiecheng's side again and asked, "Do you have fire on your bodies, remove the furniture and set the wood on fire, these ants are afraid of fire, and they can resist for a while." ”

Before Zhang Tiecheng could reply, someone had already kicked a small wooden chair, lit newspapers and cloth strips with a lighter, and ignited the wooden strips, and suddenly a group of ants were burned to death by the fire, making a sizzling sound.

But the ants were not afraid, and they crawled forward in defiance of the flames. The ants in front threw themselves into the fire, and the ants in the back followed closely, so the ants used human flesh tactics, which were ant meat tactics, to make the fire slowly smaller. Zhang Tiecheng's eyes were red at this time, and he shouted: "Order again!