After dinner, the guide Asa began to prepare to avoid the wind and sand at night, and heard Asa say that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large, and the temperature can be dead hot during the day, and the temperature is normal at fifty or sixty degrees, but at night it is freezing to death, even dropping to more than ten degrees below zero, which can make the sand frost.

And these are not the key, the desert often has strong winds and sand at night, and the storm-like wind and waves even cause tornadoes dozens of feet high in the center of the eyes, which can easily blow people away.

Qin Lang had never really felt the scene of the desert wind accompanied by the wind and sand, but he had seen it from TV and movies, and knew how terrible the threat was when the desert blew a strong wind.

He is not afraid, even if he enters the center of the sandstorm, he can save his life, but the guide is still there, and he can't be reckless, tell the guide that he doesn't need to be afraid of bullshit desert storms, follow me, keep you okay and so on, so that the guide will despise him fiercely, think he is a psychopath, and then continue to set up tents to prepare for sandstorms.

At this time, Qin Lang and Asa both entered the tent, and the huge adult camel was left outside, this guy just had to find a sheltered place to lie down, and the tornado at night couldn't help it at all.

During the night, the wind really rose, and it was a great wind and sand, which made the tent crackle loudly.

Fortunately, the tent made by the local guide Asa was strong enough, and it was in a sheltered area with his back to Shaoqiu, so it was not blown up.

There was no word all night, and the two people in the tent spent the night peacefully. The next day, when he opened the tent, Qin Lang found that the entire tent had been buried with a thick layer of wind and sand.

Removing the sand, but seeing that the whole tent had become a sand pile, and the direction in which the camel was lying on its stomach had also become a big sandbag, with the movement of the tent, the camel that had been lying all night also began to stand up, trembling all over his body, shaking off all the sand on his body.

"Alright, distinguished guest, we are ready to go. ”

Asa bowed down at this time and said to Qin Lang, a parent of food and clothing, very respectfully.

"Slow down, wait for me. ”

Qin Lang waved his hand, and at this time he felt that there was something special about the place forty or fifty zhang away.

In order to reach the level of the late stage of the Jiedan, Qin Lang's divine sense was already able to sense a distance of a hundred zhang, and he had already felt the strangeness of that place, and now he decided to take a look, because there was a faint breath of life there.

Then, Qin Lang came down to this sandy land in twos and threes, picked up a thick layer of sand, and actually took out a humanoid lifeform from the sand.

After patting off the sand on this guy's body, Qin Lang finally saw this guy's face clearly, he was an exotic-looking man, in his thirties, with brown and yellow hair, and his way of dressing was somewhat similar to that of the Hu people in ancient China.

It is worth mentioning that this guy is now in a coma, but even if he is unconscious, he still holds a quaint scimitar in his hand.

"This guy should have been here for last night's tornado, and he is not a native of AJ in his outfit, and he has a scimitar in his hand, is he the legendary swordsman?"

Qin Lang guessed.

In China, the swordsman is a warrior who uses the knife as a weapon, and the warriors who have achieved some achievements in swordsmanship and use more chivalrous warriors in this line can be worthy of the name "swordsman".

In fact, the "swordsman" is not only exclusive to China, there are "swordsmen" all over the world in history, the Middle East and the Western Regions are extremely brave, and the Polish blacksmiths are good at refining scimitars, such as Damascus and knives are produced in the Yijilan tribes, so the Middle East is also one of the main production areas of swordsmen.

The wandering "swordsman" in front of him should be one of the Middle Eastern swordsmen, and the knife in his hand should be Damascus, one of the world's three famous knives.

Damascus, the knife, has been popular since the 10th century AD.

The shape of the knife is like a crescent moon, and its biggest feature is that the knife body is covered with various patterns, such as flowing water, which is wonderful and abnormal. For quite a long time in the past, the unique smelting technology and forging method of Damascus and knives have been a technical secret of the Persians, hidden from the outside world.

The wandering swordsman in front of him was stunned, Qin Lang investigated it with the professional eyes of a doctor, this guy still has serious internal injuries on his body, if he doesn't help, I'm afraid this guy won't live for three or four hours.

Because after three or four hours, the desert sun will come out, and when the time comes, the high temperature and serious internal injuries will definitely cause the unconscious knife man to die due to severe dehydration.

"Since we met, it's also a fate between us, so let's save you!"

Qin Lang muttered, mainly because he had an indescribable sense of intimacy with this bearded Middle Eastern man, and this intimacy was very strange, and even he couldn't tell what the reason was.

Maybe both sides are not ordinary people, and they have some special attraction to each other.

Although this swordsman was in a light coma, his physique was very good, so Qin Lang didn't need to use the Creation Pill, which is the best divine pill of life and death, flesh and bones, just use an ordinary healing pill.

Then, Qin Lang took out a lower grade healing elixir from the storage ring and gave it to the swordsman to swallow, and then pulled the unconscious guy back to the tent, and asked the guide Asa to feed the unconscious swordsman some water.

Then, Qin Langyun used the true qi to dredge the meridians, and stimulated the medicinal power of the Great Returning Pill to quickly run in the meridians.

As soon as the true qi entered the body of this swordsman, Qin Lang found that the eight veins of the strange meridians in this swordsman's body had already been opened, that is to say, this was a swordsman with high martial arts.

"This swordsman is not simple, his strength should be comparable to the middle stage of Huaxia's Wuzun, in this Middle East region, who can hurt the existence of such strength?"

While Qin Lang was treating this swordsman, such a question also appeared in his mind.

Because the internal injuries of this swordsman were not caused by being blown into the sky by a tornado and falling down, but from serious internal injuries that he had already suffered before being swept into the sky by the wind.

The enemy who injured this swordsman must be very strong, Qin Lang felt that he had saved this swordsman, and it seemed that he was also involved in a whirlpool, but he was not afraid.

As a cultivator in the late stage of the Jiedan, Qin Lang's current strength is almost the top existence in this world, and there are too few things in this world that are worthy of his jealousy, if he can encounter it, on the contrary, he will feel excited, instead of blindly avoiding it.

Under Qin Lang's careful care, two hours later, the swordsman on the camel's back had woken up leisurely: "Water, water!"

The knifeman's chapped lips spat out a few words, and it seemed that he was seriously dehydrated after the injury.

Qin Lang was overjoyed when he heard this, this guy woke up and proved that the wound medicine had worked, although the effect of the Tai Xuan Dan was not as amazing as the Creation Pill, but it was also a first-class elixir in this world, and he finally saved this guy's life.

"Give him water to drink. ”

Qin Lang gave his own order to the guide.

"Okay, distinguished guest. ”

Although there is a shortage of water in the desert, this time the guide Asa is well prepared, and five or six large water bladders of more than ten catties have been prepared, so there is no drinking water crisis for the time being.

After pouring five or six mouthfuls of this knife man, he almost choked him, and after coughing a few times, the knife man completely sobered up, and wanted to turn over but found that his chest was burning and painful, which was a sign that the injury had not completely healed.

"Don't move, it's going to take two or three hours for your injuries to heal completely, and moving now is completely aggravating your injuries. ”

Qin Lang stopped the swordsman's movements with a smile at this time.

Although the swordsman couldn't understand what he said, the swordsman could understand the kindness expressed by Qin Lang, and the guide on the side translated beside him, so that he completely understood that his life was saved by the young Chinese man in front of him.

"Ahhhh......h

The swordsman expressed his gratitude, lay on the back of the camel, and made a special ritual by placing one hand on his chest.

It seems that this is also a rather old-fashioned guy, but Qin Lang likes such a stubborn character very much, and he can't help laughing.

Laughter knows no borders and is contagious, and then the knife man was stunned for a moment, and he also laughed.

After that, the communication between the two sides was carried out by AJ, a local guide, and there was not much obstacle to the communication between the two sides.

Speaking of which, the local ambition invited by Qin Lang is not simple, he actually knows the official languages of the Middle East and even eighteen countries in the world, and is also the most famous one in AJ's capital, and has been a guide for more than 50 years.

In other words, this sixty-year-old man is estimated to have been working in this industry at the age of eight or nine, and he may have dealt with all kinds of international guests a lot, and he has a talent for languages, so he can learn the official languages of so many countries.

However, Qin Lang's language talent is not bad, and under the guidance of the old man Asa, it only took half a day to communicate with this swordsman in terms of daily language.

It is estimated that in another day or two, Qin Lang will be able to fully grasp the Arabic language in the Middle East.

In the process of communicating with this swordsman, Qin Lang learned that the swordsman's name was Shar Mohammed, a member of an ancient Middle Eastern family.

However, there are too many Arabs in the Middle East with the surname of Muhammad, so in the subsequent conversation, Qin Lang directly called this guy Shahr, or Lao Sha.

This guy appeared in the desert on his way to the secret realm of the pyramid this time, but he came for the family's ancient mission, but this guy refused to say what the specific task was, and Qin Lang had no choice, it was impossible to force this guy to say it!

At least the reason why this guy was seriously injured was caused by the attack of horse thieves in the desert after coming to this desert.

"There are horse thieves in the desert, horse thieves rob you...... And for what?" Qin Lang asked at this time.

However, Sha'er didn't make a sound, this guy's rigid face made Qin Lang really want to punch him in the face again, is there such a teasing life-saving benefactor?

However, Qin Lang really has no way to pry open this guy's mouth and find out more useful news, if this guy is willing to say it, he is naturally willing to say it, and if he is unwilling to say it, it is useless for Qin Lang to ask.

This is either a family spirit that circulates in the Middle East, or chivalry, which is as rigid and restrained as Western-style chivalry, but it is extremely convincing in terms of personality.