With the stimulation of the water bladder during the day, something happened when everyone hid by the camel to sleep that night.

A man nicknamed Wang Laosan in the caravan was crazy with thirst, and in the middle of the night he touched a camel with a water bladder to steal water and drink and woke up Wei He.

"Wang Laosan, put down the water bladder!"

At this time, one more drop of water may be able to save a life, water must not be drunk like this, Wei He raised his crossbow and shouted at Wang Laosan: "If you don't let go of Lao Tzu and shoot you!" ”

It's a pity that he overestimated the sanity of Wang Laosan, who had not entered for four days, at this time Wang Laosan was no longer a house slave who followed him from the east of the river to the north and south, but a man with a knife who was thirsty and crazy in the desert, the two were only two steps apart, and Wang Laosan, who was drinking water, saw Wei He holding a crossbow at him, and he didn't think about the old feelings at all.

"Ahh

A scream streaked across the desert at night.

Half of Wei He's arm was chopped off and he rolled on the ground. Wang Laosan was slashed by the people who rushed to hear the news.

Hunger and thirst have restored the ancient beast nature of human beings, Wang Laosan is also an old man who followed Wei He, Wei He took a crossbow at him and just wanted to scare and scare him, let him put down the water bladder while no one noticed, otherwise it would not end well.

Wang Laosan, who was thirsty and crazy, didn't care so much, he thought clearly before he acted, even if he died in this ghost place, he had to die comfortably, and what could make him comfortable in this desert. There was only water, and he hadn't eaten a drop of water for four days, and even if he let him drink the water and die, he felt that it was worth it.

Whether he is worth it or not, Ma Yue doesn't know, Ma Yue only feels chills when he looks at the guards who have been with Wang Laosan all day long before entering the desert, but now they are slashing him to death with pleasure.

Wei He's arm was roughly bandaged and saved, but if they didn't get out within five days, I was afraid that everyone would die. Wang Laosan died, but his death made the atmosphere of the people who were still alive in the caravan even more strange. The living people kept their knives within their reach, in case someone could sneak up on them at any time.

Wang Laosan's death made them realize that if a few more people died, their remaining water source could last for two more days. Isn't it, there are still sixteen sacs of water in the caravan now. One bag was enough for three people a day, and if there were only five or six people left in the caravan, they would not only be able to drink a lot of water, but also eat naan.

Compared with the current situation of the caravan, Ma Yue would rather encounter fifty more thieves who straddle the horse and raise the sword. Fighting is not so terrible for him now, what is really terrible is when the partner who once fought side by side sharpens his knife against you, and Huo Huo is ready to swing the knife and cut off your head when you are unprepared.

Hunger, thirst, lack of sleep, and the terrifying temperature difference between day and night in the desert tormented them all the time. Everyone was about to lose their hold, and people's eyes began to glow green.

On the tenth day they still did not come out of the desert, and they still did not see the oasis. The surrounding area is still the endless Gobi Desert and endless sand.

The battle unfolded between two groups, three on one side and four on the other. It didn't affect Ma Yue, Ma Yue had Ma Zongguan Yu Chen Guang by his side, Peng Tuo on the cart, and Wei and six people who had a broken hand, everyone realized that people were starting to go crazy, and the six of them got together and became the strongest group in the caravan.

Wei He's status as a big proprietor at this time is not good, and this situation will never change if he does not go out of the desert. Everyone is equal in the face of death, and no one cares if you are the owner or not. If it weren't for the three tough guys about the feather horse Zong and Chen Guang getting together, the young Ma Yue's broken arm Wei and the dehydrated Peng Tuo would be the first targets for everyone.

Ma Yue and the others watched the seven people fight in the boundless desert, you swing your sword and cut off my arm, and I will use the sword to penetrate your heart. The cruelty and selfishness of human beings are vividly displayed in front of Ma Yue at this moment.

Seven people divided into two groups of fighting, and finally one person survived, this person's surname was Hai, and his name was Haitong. At this time, Haitong broke an arm, his belly was cut open with a knife, and the remaining hand was holding his own intestines. With a smile on his face as a demon in the world, he just smiled and limped towards Ma Yue and them.

"Boss, give me water. They're all dead, and I've saved six of us water!" Give me water! ”

At the end of the day, he almost roared, but Wei He didn't speak. Guan Yu and the others didn't say anything, Ma Yue pulled out a water bladder from his camel and still turned around in front of Haitong and left.

Haitong has gone crazy, really crazy. He bent down to pick up the water bladder and the intestines fell down, and he didn't care if it fell to the ground. Open his mouth to bite off the plug and pour it into his throat when he looks up, he can't drink the difference between drinking water and camel urine. All he knew was water was water, and he knew that water could save lives now.

But he didn't know that the water could save the lives of Ma Yue and others, not his. He gulped and gulped, and the foul camel urine swirled around his throat until it fell out of his stomach and then into the sand with blood from the broken wound.

Haitong died, only a few breaths longer than the six dead men, and drank a few more sips of camel urine.

Dead in the desert, no one buried his body for him, including them, no one had the energy to bury these crazy people anymore, anyway, one night of wind and sand was enough to bury them in the deepest part of the desert of the Han Frontier.

Looking at the rolling yellow sand, Ma Yue's thoughts began to drift away, and he wanted to know how many people had died in this yellow sand throughout the ages, and how many people had not finally walked out of the desert alive. How many people have been driven crazy by the emptiness here, killing their companions or being killed by their companions. He didn't even know if he would make it out alive. If one died last night and seven died today, will there be any more deaths tomorrow? How many more people will die?

He may never know the answer, but he knows that there must be more answers than he imagined.

Wei He asked: "Why do you really give water to the sea, can't you see that the water can't save him?" ”

Ma Yue was originally looking at the sky and was distracted, but when he heard him say this, he turned his head to look at Wei He and said, "I didn't give him water." "And what did you give him?"

"Camel urine."

Hearing that it was camel urine, everyone laughed, of course they knew what camel urine tasted like after being with camels for so long, and the smell was unbearable, Chen Guang smiled when he heard it: "San Lang, you are too bad, how can you use camel urine to play with dying people." ”

Ma Yue didn't have a smile on his face, and he was suddenly very irritable when he heard Chen Guangyi say it. This irritability was not because of Chen Guang, but because of loneliness, and they hadn't laughed at each other like this for a long time. The desert brings people not only hunger and thirst, but also despair, despair from the depths of the soul.

"I didn't play with him." Ma Yue pouted and said, "I left that camel urine for myself." ”

He looked at the crowd and whispered, "When I'm dying, I'll drink it all." ”

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――May the deceased rest in peace and the wounded friends be well."