The first rays of the morning sun rose from the eastern horizon, reflecting the clouds on the horizon, and the sand dunes in the desert were shrouded in a layer of glow, and the dry poplars and rippled yellow sand were reflected in golden red, thick colors, forming a magnificent picture between heaven and earth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to avoid the heat of the day, the archaeological team could only march at night, and they were tired of walking, and they couldn't help but feel refreshed when they saw this kind of scenery.

"Oh~Oh~Oh~"

With the command of the old man Anliman, the camel team stopped.

When everyone was drunk by the beautiful scenery, only the old man An Liman stared at the morning sun in the east, and there was a faint trace of uneasiness on his face.

Chu Nan also glanced at the eastern sky, and the blood-red morning glow reflected half of the sky, which was not a good intention, because Chu Nan had learned it in a language book when he was in elementary school - "The morning glow does not go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles." ”

"Old man, is it about to change?" Chu Nan asked.

"Yes, the clouds in the sky are bleeding, God is probably angry, this desert is going to be windy again, it is going to be very windy. ”

Just as An Liman was exclaiming, Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang also came over, apparently they also heard the conversation between Chu Nan and An Liman.

"It seems that we can't rest during the day, and it's best to rush to the ruins of the ancient city of West Night in one go. "Hu Bayi.

"How strong is the wind?" Obviously, Shirley Yang did not pay attention.

An Liman looked back, "Even if we build a sand wall, we can't stop it, if we don't rush to the ruins of West Night City, we will all be buried alive in the desert." ”

As soon as Chu Nan told everyone about the situation, everyone said that there was no problem and they could continue to hurry.

At this critical juncture, I saw the old man An Liman slowly and leisurely take out a blanket from the backpack on the camel's body, spread it on the yellow sand unhurriedly, and then face the east, knelt on it, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was reverent, he stretched out his hands to the sky, and then covered his face and chanted aloud.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing? Are you in a hurry?"

Hu Bayi quickly spoke, "Be steady, he is praying to his Allah." ”

Who would have thought that after An Liman finished praying, it was like a different person, his body seemed to be tightened with clockwork, he rolled up the blanket three times and twice, jumped on the camel like a spring, and whistled a long way: "Oh yo yo yo...... Run quickly, if you run late, you will be buried in the purgatory of black sand. He urged the camel under his crotch and ran first.

The rest of the people didn't care to scold him for not being careful, and shouted to get on the camel quickly.

As the ship of the desert, the camels also felt the danger signal from the sky, like crazy, threw off the four big hooves and ran wildly in the desert, usually sitting on the camel to walk, swaying and thinking it was very interesting, but once it ran up, it was bumpy and bumpy, and the group lay on the camel's back tightly, for fear that one would fall off if it was unstable.

"Old Hu, fat brother, keep an eye on people, don't fall behind. ”

"Got it!"

Running caravans galloped through the desert, all wearing goggles over their eyes and covering their noses and mouths with turbans. Chu Nan glanced back, and the yellow sand raised rolled up into a yellow dragon, which was even more amazing than the "sandstorm burial" of my Airo. After all, when manpower is exhausted, the power of nature is endless!

At this time, the camels were out of control, staring and panting and following the big camel of the old man Anliman, running like a whirlwind, it seemed that the matter was more urgent and dangerous than expected.

Running until noon, the camels walked vigorously, and they were also tired and sweating profusely.

"Old man, let's take a break. ”

"No, if you run slowly, you'll die. ”

Chu Nan glanced at the panting camel, and then said, "Old man, this person can stand it, and the camel can't stand it." ”

Sure enough, this sentence hit An Liman's death hole.

"Huh~~"

An Liman pulled the reins in his hand, and the camel immediately stopped, along with the camel behind him.

"Hurry up, everyone!"

When the camel stopped, Professor Chen rolled down directly from it, he was old, his body was weak, he was so out of breath that he couldn't say a word, and Ye Yixin, the youngest female student, was also upside down.

The most terrible thing is Hao Aiguo, his deep myopia glasses have fallen off, he can't see anything clearly, and he is so anxious that he is in a hurry, thanks to the graduate student Sa Dipeng is also myopia, he has a spare pair of myopia glasses, and their degrees are about the same, which solves Hao Aiguo's urgent need.

Lao Hu looked at the embarrassed archaeological team members and shook his head, "The bodies of this group of intellectuals are really terrible. As he spoke, he poured a few sips of water. "Brother Chu, why don't you order water?"

Chu Nan shook his head, signaling that he was not thirsty.

However, Lao Hu didn't believe it, thinking that Chu Nan was trying to save water resources, so he handed over his kettle and comforted him and said, how can you do it without drinking water in the desert?

An Liman also asked Chu Nan to hurry up and take advantage of this time to eat a few mouthfuls of dry food, drink more water, don't worry about drinking up the water, under the ruins of the West Night City, you can find underground water veins, and the clear water will be replenished there.

Chu Nan couldn't screw them, so he drank a few sips of water, and saw that An Liman nodded again and again, "Hey, that's right, you just want to drink water in the desert." ”

At this time, Shirley Yang, who had been at the end of the line, also stepped forward, and Hu Bayi hurriedly greeted his gold master, "Miss Yang, are you okay?"

Shirley Yang gave a thumbs up and replied with a full sense of anger: "I'm fine!"

"Hey, look, it's different when people grow up eating steak and drinking milk. Hu Bayi sighed, but when he thought of the performance of the group of archaeologists, he couldn't help but sigh: The gap is too big!

A gentle breeze blew through the sand dunes, rolling up wisps of fine sand, and the distant sky gradually turned a dark yellow - yellow sand!

An Liman shouted: "Hyacinth is here, don't rest any longer! Everyone hurry up, run for your life!"

"Quick, quick, quick, get on the camel, get on the camel!"

"Satipeng take Xiao Ye, Chu Jian help Professor Chen, hurry, hurry, move!"

The members of the archaeological team dragged their tired bodies and climbed onto the camel again, but at this time they could no longer care about the camel's physical strength, and shouted and urged the camel to run.

The sky, which had been clear just now, seemed to have darkened in an instant, and the wind came too fast, and more and more fine sand was swept into the air by the wind, and the surrounding area was shrouded in overwhelming sand and dust, and the visibility was getting lower and lower.

The wind blew more and more fiercely, the wild sand raged, and there was a dark yellow everywhere, and suddenly, Chu Nan sensed that Professor Chen behind him had fallen from the camel.

Beside Chu Nan was Hu Bayi, and Chu Nan hurriedly shouted: "Old Hu, someone has fallen behind!"

Hu Bayi was startled, and was about to speak, but found that he was blown by the wind and sand and couldn't open his mouth.

"You go and catch up with An Liman and make him stop, this is the order!"

"Yes!"

As soon as Hu Bayi slapped the camel's buttocks, he immediately accelerated, while Chu Nan turned over and got off the camel, and he had to bring Professor Chen back.

With such a delay, the twenty-peaked camel ran dozens of meters away, but this was not a problem, Chu Nan could clearly sense Professor Chen's position.

To be honest, if Chu Nan didn't want to expose his strength, they wouldn't have to flee at all, and a large defensive ninjutsu or defensive ghost path could let them survive the crisis safely, but in this way, even if Chu Nan could gain a moment of gratitude, he would definitely be kept away by the entire archaeological team next.

Just as the saying goes: If the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it; if you are above others, the people will not be the same! The Chinese people who have pursued the idea of moderation for thousands of years can profoundly understand this truth.

What's more, Chu Nan is a master as tall as a three-story building.