Deep in the desert

Dongfang Xiaoshu and his party finally walked out of the mountains and stepped on a world of yellow sand, except for the occasional few upright cacti, all of them were yellow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boss, something is wrong, the book says that the road to Yumen Pass is full of camel bells, why didn't you see a camel for a long time?"

The little monk Huizhi was finally willing to take off his hat, touched his bald head and said suspiciously.

"There are so many things written in the book, how can you believe them all? But this time it's really a bit strange, there is not even a shadow of the caravan, is it enough to make enough silver? ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu also said suspiciously after kicking the fine yellow sand, and even looked in all directions, but the result was still the same.

Taking a deep breath of clammy and cold, Dongfang Xiaoshu continued: "Whatever, we'll be home when we get to Yumen Pass!" ”

No matter how old you are, you always have a nostalgia for home.

Home is a responsibility, but also a place to remove all defenses and restore the true self.

So home will always be a paradise for man.

Because there are people, home is very important.

If no one has a home, then home can only be a place of shelter from the wind and rain, a place full of memories.

If someone doesn't have a home, then home is the place to yearn for.

Many people are working hard for the place they yearn for.

There is also a group of people wandering around the place they yearn for.

But no matter what

The road to home stretches all the time.

Xiao Bao flapped his wings and flew out of Black Mountain's shoulder, rising into the gloomy sky, and disappeared in an instant. Because they encountered an embarrassing problem and actually got lost in the desert. For Dongfang Xiaoshu, it is definitely a shame to get lost, because he is a person who eats from the mountains after all.

But the four of Dongfang Xiaoshu were really lost, and they turned around for a long time and turned back.

Except that sand is still sand, except that a piece of yellow is still a piece of yellow.

It's not a good thing to get lost in the desert, it's a deadly thing.

And what makes Dongfang Xiaoshu extremely depressed is that the tried and tested method of judging the direction by virtue of the sun is completely out of order today, because the sun brother is resting today.

In desperation, the four of them could only wait until the sun or moon woke up, or Xiaobao, who had risen into the sky, could see where the Yumen Pass was, so that they could identify the direction and find the way to the Yumen Pass.

"Huh, the earthquake?" Dongfang Xiaoshu sighed lightly and said a little uncertainly, because he felt the sand under his feet moving, jumping around as if he was alive, and his body kept swaying.

"Boss, what's an earthquake?" The little monk Huizhi barely stabilized his body and asked curiously.

"It's the ground under your feet that is losing your temper because of your stomach!"

The corners of Dongfang Xiaoshu's mouth curled, and he explained with a smile in his eyes, not showing a trace of panic at all, because there were no obstacles on the desert now, except for themselves.

"Tummy and tantrums? It's really fresh, and the old immortal said that this is a monster turning over! The little monk Huizhi touched his bald head and said. And the third son smiled and looked at it on the side, without saying a word.

Black Mountain always stood behind the little tree in the east, and it seemed that it was a little shorter, only to the root of the ear of the little tree in the east.

Suddenly a black cloud like a marshmallow appeared in the dull sky, and it gathered more and more, and the straight spine of the sky seemed to be bent by it.

The marshmallow-like black clouds twisted together vigorously, fully demonstrating its toughness and heaviness.

Perhaps because of too much force or because he hadn't taken a bath for many days, the fine crumbs and powder on the black cloud's skin fell one after another.

Against a backdrop of dim black and endless yellow, the sporadic whites finally fell.

The wind burst out and cried instantly.

The already loose yellow sand was eager to see its lover, so it moved quickly, not moving, shaking.

The yellow world is shaking, the pieces of yellow sand are fragmenting, the stuffy sand is inexplicably restless with emotions, and the scattered whites have disappeared into the shaking world.

A huge yellow storm, with the wind wrapped in sand mixed with the white, frantically tore apart the yellow world.

The giant yellow cyclone is like a crazy harvester, violently devouring everything in the yellow world: yellow, black, white and green.

The sand, because of the vibration gathered densely the wind, because of the drive frantically cried snowflakes, because of the entanglement of black clouds flying all over the sky, because of fear and desperately running, life seemed so small in the face of the yellow storm that it was not as small as a grain of sand.

The sound of ten thousand beasts galloping, the sound of beasts' feet trampling the yellow sand, pierced the walls of the yellow storm like sharp swords, and tore apart and strangled with all its might.

A red light burst out from the yellow cyclone and landed on the shoulders of the small trees in the east in an arc.

"Herd of camels, run to the left!"

In the yellow sand in the sky, Dongfang Xiaoshu shouted loudly at Sanzi and Huizhi Little Monk, a mouthful of sand rushed into Dongfang Xiaoshu's throat very unceremoniously, and Dongfang Xiaoshu, who was covering his mouth, squinting, and bending over, ran desperately to the left, and his body twitched back and forth involuntarily.

Forcibly enduring the body that was blown away by the wind, the third son and the others followed the Dongfang Xiaoshu and turned to the left.

The hoarse screams of the camels pierced through the yellow walls and pierced into the tangled black clouds, but they sank like stones into the sea and were not heard from.

The momentum of thousands of wild camels galloping, the desert is trembling with fear.

The giant yellow cyclone mixed with the sound and waves impacted this yellow, and even had the momentum of reaching straight into the sky.

Thousands of wild camels rushed into the depths of the desert with yellow hurricanes in an instant, and the occasional hump cries disappeared into the drowsy and yellow sand with fear and anxiety.

The wind stops, the clouds disperse. Moonrise, starlight.

Silence as the sea

The desert is flat, and it is still yellow.

Nothing seems to have happened

The real dragon spear was deeply pierced into the desert by the oriental tree, and the kite-like body blown by the wind finally landed on the yellow sand with a snap, and the little treasure that had shrunk into a ball rolled down like a ball, and kept retching with its wings open and its mouth open.

The third son and the little monk Huizhi were no better, lying on the ground bending over while retching, spitting the yellow sand in their mouths, and digging their nostrils and ears hard, but the feeling of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe still diluted the heartbeat on the edge of life and death.

The three of them lay flat in a large zigzag, trying to breathe the air that felt close, staring at the crescent moon, as if this was the most beautiful scenery in the world.

What kind of terrible thing could make the overlord of the desert feel so frightened and uneasy?

Dongfang Xiaoshu couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to think about it, he didn't bother to think about it, he put his hands behind his head, looked at the stars in the sky, and was silent.

The third son and the little monk Huizhi were equally silent.

Silence, or silence