Chapter 3: The Pursuit of Life and Death in the Ghost Desert (3)

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In the wee hours of the morning, the sky brightens, the vegetation along the way decreases, and the soil turns into a desolate and undulating desert, with edges dyed with a hint of crimson and blue-purple with the morning glow.

The crisp morning breeze blew through the sand dunes, raising wisps of sand smoke. Gordon reined in the stiff rope, jumped off the horse, walked to the front of a few pieces of horse manure, twisted a little and rubbed it, the surface of the horse manure was warm, and there was a little humidity inside

"Horse manure was left about an hour ago." He glanced at the twinkling morning stars in the sky and approached a few scattered brown-green shrubs and grasses. There is a shrub with needle-shaped leaves, curved branches, and gray-white spikes, which is endemic to the western part of the Ghost Desert. "We should be in the northwest corner of the Ghost Desert, and according to the route of the horse thieves and the Black Hawk, they are getting closer and closer to the central area of the desert."

"Just wait for the Black Hawk and the horse thief to eat the dog." Freckles struggled to control his mount so that it would follow his wishes and swerved uphill, muttering, "I hope this fool is safe and sound." ”

"This is the territory of horse thieves, and we must fight it." Tricy picked up the water bladder hanging diagonally on the saddle and drank it in small sips, and they had prepared a total of forty water bladders and ten bags of oats, enough to feed for two months.

Atai unfastened the water bladder and let his horse probe to drink first. "We'll have to deal with the leopard in the end, he'll always follow us, right?" He pulled out his monocular and looked in the direction he had come.

"I heard that there is a ghost town in the depths of the ghost desert, it is so scary, you can hear the screams from a long distance." Sinbad jumped off his horse and ran to the back of the dunes to shhhh "I've had a chance to see a real goblin, right, Mr. Ghoul?"

Gordon also heard the meat master talk about the ghost town, where the wind and sand are all over the place, and the vision is difficult to distinguish, and it is said that the crying and howling wander with the wind all year round. Business travelers occasionally get lost here, and they can never get out of it again. There were treasure hunters who followed the crying and made a special trip to find the ghost town, but no one survived.

"Of course, Sinbad, you've already started your adventure." Gordon walked, jumped, and ran in the desert, testing the resistance of the yellow sand. Unlike the hard gravel and sand of the ghost Gobi, the desert in this area is very soft, and the foot immediately sinks into it, and it is quite laborious to pull it out, which greatly reduces the degree of movement.

Tracey took out the oats, fed the horses, and buried the cereal in the hot sand. After more than ten minutes, the oatmeal is roasted and its rich aroma is overflowing. After eating, they remounted their horses and hurried.

Along the way, they saw large and small caravans riding camels and laden with goods, crossing the Ghost Desert from north to south, and heading to the Aquarius Domain at the other end. But except for Gordon and them, none of the caravans chose to travel longitudinally from east to west, and the area was not only harsh, barren and barren, but also hidden ghost towns that could stop children crying at night.

On the way, there are also several saltwater lakes, the area is very small, blue as a jewel, and there are plants such as poplar, sand bamboo, and seed artemisia growing densely nearby. According to the detailed map collected by the meat master, Gordon compared the terrain one by one. Before you know it, the day passes, the scorching sun sinks behind the sand dunes, the cool water recedes, and the twilight wind blows through the yellow sand, bringing a burst of coolness.

"It's out of the map." Gordon looked around, and the nearby terrain was getting steeper, no longer with gentle and undulating slopes, but with large ups and downs, uninhabited towering sand mountains. His vision was cut off by the sand mountain, and he couldn't understand the movement ahead.

Tracy said uneasily, "This kind of terrain is easy to sneak up on. ”

"Why can't those two shit get up yet?" Freckles spit out the sand foam in his mouth and cursed as he picked up the blood blisters on his inner thighs due to long horseback riding.

Gordon took a look at the hard horse manure left along the way, their riding skills were not as good as the Black Hawk tribe, and the distance between the two sides was getting farther and farther, almost two hours of riding. If you delay any longer, the sandwind will completely bury the opponent's whereabouts.

"We can't rest anymore, we have to speed up and travel overnight." Gordon whips his horse to the sand hill ahead.

The wind blew more and more frequently, constantly rolling up patches of yellow sand, like cloudy smoke filling the field of vision. The visibility around them is getting lower and lower, and even if the five people are close, they can only see each other's vague figures.

Gordon put on his hood, stooped over his horse, and walked up against the sandy wind. The sand hills are steep and difficult to climb, and the horses are stuck in all four hooves, making it difficult to walk. In the end, Gordon had to dismount and pull the horse away.

Suddenly, a twisted shadow shot out of the sand and pounced on Gordon's calf. Gordon withdrew his legs, leaned over, and swung his dagger faster, and the shadow of the worm broke in two, fell into the sand, and melted away without a trace.

"Be careful, there's something here," freckle shouted warning as he waved his blood-spattered knife. He felt an attack from behind, and immediately drew his sword to fight back, but he didn't see anything.

Tricy stopped, on guard. Her horse neighed in pain, rolled over on its side, and struggled desperately with its legs, still sinking into the yellow sand little by little, as if it was being pulled down by something.

"Whoosh" Tracey's hands trembled, and sharp hidden weapons whistled out, shooting into the sand, splashing a little dust and smoke. Freckles then threw out the tightrope and wrapped itself around the horse's reins in an attempt to pull the horse up.

The sand layer around the "Bang La La" collapsed abruptly, the horses fell sharply, Freckles had to let go, rolled out, and the yellow sand covered the position just now like a raging wave.

"Sinbad, you follow me" Gordon quickly leaned towards Sinbad, his twin daggers protecting the boy and the horse.

There was a loud "boom", a violent wind swept by, and the entire slope suddenly slid downward, pouring wildly, burying most of Atai's body at once, only exposing his neck and head. He noticed that the grains of sand that had buried him were still rolling, and the amplitude became more and more violent, and it was coming straight at him. Ah Tai subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, and according to the secret method of the Thunder Breaking Evil Fist, the Thunder Source Force operated the whole body.

The faint light of thunder and lightning flashed, and everyone heard a terrible cry from the depths of the sand mountain at the same time, the sand exploded, and the yellow sand splashed like waves, opening a deep hole in a depression, and a few wisps of lightning and evil fist were floating at the entrance of the hole.

Ah Tai stared at the deep hole under his feet in amazement, and at the very bottom, hundreds of meters away, there was a huge and strange shadow vaguely entrenched, which merged with the yellow sand, and countless strange-shaped tentacles extended out, trembling and swaying, penetrating most of the sand mountain.

The yellow sand is surging, and the deep hole is instantly closed and disappears.

"You all follow me," Artai shouted as he led the group to turn around and avoid the locations of the tentacles. Along the way, they were no longer attacked.

Seeing that they were about to cross the sand mountain, the "boom" sand mountain suddenly shook, the yellow sand on the top of the mountain poured down like a waterfall, the smoke rolled, and the sand slope under their feet also trembled, the yellow sand surged violently, the horses were frightened and neighed, and the front hooves kicked wildly.