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The two rented two skateboards, and Xie Shiran couldn't wait to sit on the skateboards, laughing loudly: "Come, Brother Ouyang, let's compete and see who skates down the mountain first." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan smiled: "Okay, girl, you definitely can't slip on me, your body is too light." ”

Xie Shiran laughed and said, "Not necessarily. As soon as the little girl finished speaking, she rushed down.

Ouyang Zhiyuan smiled and slid down.

As soon as the skateboard slid down, the sand under the skateboard immediately made a rumbling sound, like a golden iron horse.

This natural phenomenon is not only widely distributed in the world, but the sound of sand is also diverse. For example, the sand on the island of Gaoai in the Hawaiian Islands of the United States makes a sound like a dog barking, so people call it "dog barking sand". The sand on the Scottish island of Egger can make a high-pitched sound, like an index finger flicking on a taut string. When the Mingsha Mountain in Huaxia is rolled down, the sand will "make a loud rumbling noise, like thunder" as Zhu Kezhen described. ”

Many people make a rumbling sound when they slide down from top to bottom of Mingsha Mountain. Legend has it that the current location of Mingsha Mountain is a treasure house of the Jade Emperor, and in order to stop people's greed, the Jade Emperor specially ordered the Tai Bai Xing to be buried in yellow sand, so it will make a noise if it is empty. There is also a legend - in the Han Dynasty, when the Han army and the Xiongnu were at war, the wind rose suddenly, and the yellow sand buried all the soldiers and horses of the two armies in the sand, and now the sound is the shouting of the two armies and the neighing of the war horses. In fact, it is the sound of sand and stones rubbing against each other.

[Sand Ridge Qingming] is one of the eight views of Dunhuang, which is the Mingsha Mountain.

Xie Shiran's descent in front of her was extremely fast, and there were more than a dozen people sitting on the skateboard next to her, also sliding rapidly.

For a time, the flying sand and rocks, smoke and dust were everywhere, and the rumbling sound of sand was deafening.

The little girl screamed excitedly, her little face flushed.

Ouyang Zhiyuan laughed, sat on the skateboard, and rushed down.

The entire Mingsha Mountain was suddenly filled with dust, and Ouyang Zhiyuan behind him couldn't see Xie Shiran.

The little girl skated very fast, Ouyang Zhiyuan was worried about Xie Shiran's safety, and with a fierce force, the skateboard quickly sped up.

As soon as he rushed out a few meters, a feeling of danger that made Ouyang Zhiyuan creep was coming.

In the dust, a cold sword suddenly slashed out, and instantly slashed into Ouyang Zhiyuan's throat.

This knife was fast and ruthless, and in a flash, the blade reached Ouyang Zhiyuan's throat. Ouyang Zhiyuan had already felt the coolness of the hair on his throat that had been cut by the blade.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's neck twisted, like a Uyghur girl twisting her neck and dancing, and his neck moved sideways in an instant.

"Huh!" The blade flew against Ouyang Zhiyuan's throat, and more than a dozen hairs were cut off.

Ouyang Zhiyuan snorted coldly, and stomped the place where the battle knife was stabbed. Anyone who wants to kill him, Ouyang Zhiyuan will not let go.

"Click!" a palpitating sound of a skull shattering came from under the sand.

Ouyang Zhiyuan stomped on the head of the person under the sand with one foot, and the person's whole body was deeply stepped into the sand layer by Ouyang Zhiyuan's powerful impact.

"Hiss!" a stream of dirty blood squirted out from under the sand. Dirty blood and brains fell on the sand, and in an instant, they were buried by the sand.

"Whoosh!" the knife lost momentum and fell into the sand in the distance, sinking into the sand.

Who is lying in ambush under the sand and suddenly attacking him? This kind of war knife is like the oriental war knife of the island nation.

As soon as Ouyang Zhiyuan thought of this, there was a cold flash in front of him, and more than a dozen iron thistles, with a miserable green blue mang, let out a hissing roar, covering Ouyang Zhiyuan like a raging storm.

These thistles are full of poison that seals their throats with blood, and as long as they cut through people's skin, they can make people see Hades in an instant.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's face turned cold, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.

The secret weapon itself is not above board, coupled with the poison that quenched the bloody throat, these people's hearts and intestines are as vicious as demons.

Wicked people deserve to die.

As soon as Ouyang Zhiyuan raised his hand, a handful of sand was scattered.

Each grain of sand was injected with a strong internal force by Zhiyuan, and the sand made a sharp sound of breaking wind, hitting those thistles.

"Bang bang bang!" The dense iron thistle terrestris was hit down hard by the sand emitted by Ouyang Zhiyuan, and the sparks fell into the sand in all directions, sinking into the depths of the sand.

These thistles are all quenched with poison and must not fall on the surface of the sand, so as not to hurt tourists.

Almost at the same time, Ouyang Zhiyuan's fingers flicked, and several silver needles shot silently into the sand in front of him.

Sharp silver needles pierced through the sand and shot into the top doors of several people. Ouyang Zhiyuan's strong internal force made the needle tail of each silver needle disappear into the minds of those people.

Several people who attacked Ouyang Zhiyuan died instantly.

It's not good, Xie Shiran is in danger!.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was afraid that Xie Shiran would also be attacked, so he suddenly accelerated, and the skateboard slid forward like lightning.

After a while, I saw Xie Shiran excited like a child, screaming in front of her, and continuing to slide.

Seeing that Xie Shiran was fine, Ouyang Zhiyuan suddenly relieved himself.

His skateboard approached Xie Shiran and smiled: "Girl, it's not slow." ”

Xie Shiran saw that Zhiyuan had caught up with her, and the little girl smiled and said, "Brother Ouyang, you can't catch up with me." ”

Xie Shiran's hands were like sculls, quickly picking up the sand, and her skateboard slid down at high speed.

Ouyang Zhiyuan, in order to prevent someone from attacking Xie Shiran, he followed closely behind Xie Shiran.

After a while, the skateboard of the two rushed down the mountain.

"Hehe, it's time to stop. Xie Shiran screamed and jumped off the skateboard.

Ouyang Zhiyuan stood up and said with a smile: "Little girl, you won." ”

Xie Shiran smiled and said, "Of course I won, Brother Ouyang." ”

Xie Shiran stretched out her hand and pointed to the front, and said loudly: "Brother Ouyang, there is the Crescent Moon Spring in front." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked up, not far away, rows of poplars stood there, a crescent-shaped lake, where the blue waves rippled, clear and transparent, and under the light of the setting sun, there were sparkling waves.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment. He had seen the introduction of Crescent Spring in books and TV, but when he saw Crescent Spring in person, the unexpected shock still made Ouyang Zhiyuan a little excited.

This Creator is so amazing that in the desert, there can be this small oasis and this Hongling Spring.

The whole spring is surrounded by Mingsha Mountain, and its shape resembles a clear crescent moon. In ancient times, it was called Shajing, also known as the medicine spring, and it was once falsely rumored that the Wuwa Pond was called the crescent spring in the Qing Dynasty. The water quality is sweet and cold, clear as a mirror, ancient and modern, the sand does not enter the spring, and the water does not dry up. The iron fish drum waves, the star grass contains mangs, the water is still printed with the moon, and it gathers one side, so it is called "Moon Spring Xiaoche". The sand ridge is clear, and the moon spring is one of the eight views of Dunhuang.

Surrounded by Mingsha Mountain, the Crescent Spring is about 150 meters long and 50 meters wide, and is named because the water surface resembles a crescent moon. The source of the crescent moon spring is the Dang River, relying on the continuous filling of the river water, surrounded by yellow sand on all sides, the spring water is clear and bright, and it does not dry up for thousands of years, which is amazing.

Unfortunately, since the 90s of the 20th century, the flow between the Dang River and the Crescent Spring has been cut off, and the current status of the spring water can only be maintained by artificial methods. Because the pavilions and pavilions have been built by the crescent spring, coupled with the undulating sand mountains, the clear spring water, and the brilliant sunset, the scenery is very beautiful.

There is a local story about the formation of Crescent Spring and Mingsha Mountain:

In the past, there was no Mingsha Mountain or Crescent Spring, but there was a Leiyin Temple. There is an annual Buddha bathing festival held in the temple on the eighth day of April one year, and good men and women are burning incense to worship the Buddha in the temple, and bowing and worshipping. When the Buddhist activities are carried out to "sprinkle holy water", the abbot takes out a bowl of ancestral holy water of Leiyin Temple and puts it in front of the temple. Suddenly, I heard a foreign Taoist warlock loudly challenge to compete with the abbot of the abbot. I saw the warlock swinging his sword, and there were words in his mouth, and in an instant, the sky was dark, the wind was strong, and the yellow sand was overwhelming, burying the Leiyin Temple at the bottom of the sand.

The strange thing is that the bowl of holy water in front of the temple door is safe and sound, and it is still in place, and the warlock uses all his magic to fill the bowl with sand, but no matter how big the magic is, there is still not a grain of sand in the bowl. Until a sand mountain is formed around the bowl, the holy water bowl is still safe. The warlock had no choice but to leave. After taking a few steps, he suddenly heard a boom, and half of the bowl of holy water tilted into a clear spring, and the warlock turned into a puddle of black boulders. It turns out that this bowl of holy water was originally given by the Buddha Shakyamuni to the abbot of Leiyin Temple, passed down from generation to generation, specifically for people to eliminate diseases and disasters, so it is called "holy water".

Xie Shiran smiled and said, "Let's go, Brother Ouyang." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan hurriedly said: "Return the skateboard first and then go." ”

Xie Shiran stuck out her tongue mischievously and smiled: "Forget about this." ”

The two also dropped their skateboards, and Xie Shiran had already screamed and rushed to the Crescent Spring.

In the early spring season, the poplars and lawns around the crescent spring are not yet green, but the clear spring water is so refreshing and refreshing.

Although the little girl has been to Crescent Spring, she is still as excited as if she is here for the first time.

Ouyang Zhiyuan accompanied Xie Shiran on the side, and in his mind, he was thinking about the attack on Mingsha Mountain just now. Could it be that the islanders are attacking themselves?

I just arrived in Dunhuang and didn't offend people here, could it be that the island people in Huxi City got the news and chased them to Dunhuang?

They're really quick to hear from. It's really a thief who is chasing and killing here.

At this time, the sun in the west is slowly sinking, and the whole sky is turning a fiery red. The desert and crescent moon spring are all dressed in bright red makeup.

"Brother Ouyang, come on. Xie Shiran shouted loudly.

Ouyang Zhiyuan saw that Xie Shiran's entire delicate body was bathed in the brilliant sunset, and the surroundings of her delicate body were crossed by the sunset with a layer of orange and red gold edges, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

What a beautiful little girl.

"Hello, little girl, you are so beautiful, can we take a photo?" A beautiful blonde girl walked over, holding a camera in her hand, and looked at Xie Shiran in surprise.