I don't know where the strength came from, Tauchi used his hands and feet together, and rushed down the small sand dune with a rolling belt.

Finally met someone......

Tauchi, who had been walking alone in the desert all day, couldn't help but feel agitated, and the horror of loneliness in the desert alone was indescribable if he had not experienced it. It was a kind of loneliness that only had oneself in heaven and earth, and even though it was only one day, Tauchi's spirit had begun to be depressed, and he believed that if he had done this for a few more days, he would have collapsed. Since he was a child, he has never had a similar experience of facing the world alone.

Fortunately, although the first layer of hell was hot, there was no storm, and if he encountered the terrible sandstorm in the desert, Tauchi didn't know if a student like himself, who had never experienced wilderness survival training, would be able to persevere.

Suddenly, the galloping Tauch stopped abruptly.

"Wait, what's that?"

Tao Qi, who had just been glad that he had not encountered a terrible sandstorm, looked gloomy, and as far as his eyes could see, a black line faintly appeared in the distant sky. Soon, Tao Qi felt that the black line in the sky was a little closer to him, and gradually, the black line widened, and in Tao Qi's eyes, it became a thick and black brown-black sand cloud, which was attacking his direction at a very fast speed.

Sandstorm? It turned out to be a sandstorm!

Tao Qi's face turned pale in an instant, although he hadn't experienced it himself, he had always seen it on TV. In the desert, this sandstorm is a life-threatening thing, and now I don't have any protection measures, how can I resist a sandstorm? Through the understanding of these days, Tao Qi knew that if he died in the underworld, he would not be able to enter the six realms of reincarnation, and he would directly scatter his soul and never be reborn. He believed that if he was directly swallowed by the sandstorm in front of him, he would definitely have no bones left, and there would not be even half a dregs left. Even being reborn as a small Tibetan mastiff can only be an extremely luxurious last wish.

For a moment, Tauchi was in a hurry, but he knew he had to be calm, calm, and calm. He closed his eyes and thought carefully about how the desert travelers on TV had survived the sandstorms. After a long time, he finally found a glimmer of enlightenment: remember it on TV. The travelers would tell the camels to lie on the ground in a circle, and then the people would crawl in the camel pens, but now they were transported alone into the hot desert, and there were no camels.

But Tauchi wasn't discouraged... ◆dǐng… ◆diǎn… ◆ Small... ◆ Say, .£.□os_(); , no camel other cover is fine, as long as it can be slightly blocked in front of it, lying behind it, the chance of survival will also be greatly increased. Tauchi turned to look at the sand dunes behind him, where the tall cactus stood. There was only one chance to live, and Tao Qi's eyes were cold and sharp, and his usual calmness finally descended on his body again.

The sandstorm approached at an alarming speed, and Tauchi mustered all his strength, using both hands and feet, to finally get back to the cactus where he had stayed before the sandstorm engulfed him.

Tauchi jumped to the base of the cactus, covering his mouth and nose with a wide cloth robe, and then grabbed a giant thorn near the ground with both hands. Just finished doing this. The yellow sand swept all over the sky, and the wind was extremely strong. The grains of sand in the wind hit Tauchi's robe, knocking the robe through the cracks, and knocking out blood marks on Tauchi's skin through the robe. Under the wind force of nearly ten degrees, Tao Qi could not almost catch the cactus, but fortunately he knew that he had already fallen to the ground in advance, and the contact area with the wind and sand was much smaller. Otherwise, I am afraid that I would have been swept away by this violent wind and sand.

The wind pressure was very strong, and Tao Qi began to have difficulty breathing, although he had already covered his mouth and nose with a cloth robe, but a large amount of sand still poured through the cloth robe, leaving Tao Qi's face covered with blood and his mouth full of sand grains. Miserable.

Gradually, a small pile of yellow sand piled up behind Tao Qi, the sand pile was only the size of a basketball at first, but it was growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, covering Tao Qi's calves, thighs, and back in the blink of an eye, until even the roots of the cactus were buried.

The sandstorm continued, but by this time Tauchi could no longer feel the ravages of the sandstorm, because he had maintained a prostrate position, fainted under the yellow sand, and lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took to be buried in the sand, but Tao Qi's consciousness finally gradually woke up, and the feeling of being pressed by the heavy yellow sand made Tao Qi know that he had not yet returned to the world. Using his strength to eat, he finally writhed a little, and the yellow sand on his body was nearly half a foot thick, so that he could barely breathe, if he hadn't grabbed the cactus root thorn before he passed out, and there was a small space in front of him to breathe, he might not have seen the fiery sun.

With all his might, Tao Qi's body finally crawled out of the ground, shaking the sand off his body, and the qi qi in front of him made Tao Qi stunned. Although the sandstorm passed, the small sand dunes that Tao Qi had just run back and forth had completely disappeared and turned into a flat sea of sand, and the tall cactus that he had just held on to had also been uprooted and fell on top of the sea of sand. Fortunately, although this huge cactus fell, the weight was still there, and it was not swept away by the wind and sand, otherwise Tao Qi would probably die.

Tao Qi spit out the sand in his mouth, picked his nose and ears, and finally felt comfortable. He began to look around to see if the oasis he had just discovered was still there. This was his biggest concern, and if the oasis was buried by the sandstorms, he would be in danger.

Fortunately, God didn't play such a joke with Tao Qi, and the oasis is still there, still full of vitality and greenery. Otherwise, he would have gone mad, the water bag he was carrying was empty, and there was little dry food left, believing that it would only be enough for him to last a few more hours in this terrible desert, after which he would only be completely destroyed.

He couldn't run anymore, so he crawled slowly towards the oasis with his hands and feet, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, Tauchi finally crawled to the oasis he had just seen. There are only cacti here, but they are no longer solitary plants, but clusters and green and moist, so that people can feel that they contain plenty of water at first sight. Some of them were blown crooked by the sandstorm, and some of them were still standing upright, and although they experienced the sandstorm, they were still strong and showed their vitality.

In the jungle where cacti gather, there are about dozens of low sand huts in the east and west, and there are some large holes dug by hand, and the huts and big holes are disorganized, making the oasis look a little messy, and the baptism of the sandstorm just now, the oasis is full of a dilapidated and lifeless appearance. Most of the sand huts have been buried by windblown sand. The big holes have almost been filled in with yellow sand, and it can only be seen from the artificial structures at the mouth of the pit that they should have been pits originally.

Tauchi remembered that he had spotted people in the area before the sandstorm, but he didn't know where they had gone. After a glance, Tauch guessed that the oasis appeared to be a small mine, and judging by the tools scattered around the pit, it was supposed to be relatively primitive. It relies on manual mining.

Walking into the oasis, he carefully observed that the damage caused by this sandstorm to the mine was probably not small, and it would take a lot of effort to dig out the sand that poured into the pit again, completely relying on manual labor.

As Tauchi tried to approach a mine, a group of elderly people emerged from the low sand huts. The people here should be exposed to sandstorms on a regular basis, and they have long been experienced in escaping sandstorms, and everyone seems to have suffered little harm. After a day of wandering in the desert, Tauchi finally meets people. I was so excited that I wanted to run over and talk to them.

After running a few steps, the expression on Tao Qi's face gradually cooled down and stopped. I saw that these people seemed to have discovered themselves, and they all looked at him indifferently. Their eyes did not stop on Tao Qi to save them, and they all lowered their heads blankly, each doing their own thing, as if they had never seen such a person as Tao Qi appear in their eyes.

Tao Qi was a little stunned, why were the people here so indifferent? And their age...... Why are they all so old? Not a single young one!

These old people who came out of the sand huts. Slowly cleaning up the damage caused by the sandstorm to the oasis. Some of them picked up shovels and shovels and began to silt the sand at the door of the earthen house, and some began to walk towards the pit. Shovel by spade to re-excavate the mine. They clearly saw Tauchi, but none of them paid attention to him and looked at him a second time.

Tao Qi walked to the crescent-shaped pool and sat down, scooped up the muddy pool water, and reluctantly drank it, allowing the over-consumed body to gradually recover. It's weird and dry, it's hot. But when he finally arrived at the oasis and was out of danger, he was more happy than worried.

"Well, that ......"

After sitting for a while, Tao Qi felt that his body was almost restored, and then he got up and walked to a local who was cleaning the yellow sand in front of the door by the sand hut. I want to ask if this is the first layer of hell in the mouth of the old man who teleported himself here before.

But before Tao Qi could speak, the other party suddenly turned his head and stared at him with wide eyes. The old man's intimid expression once again made Tao Qi's heart froze: What kind of eyes is this? Why does it seem as if the other person sees himself as not a person, but just a piece of wood?

Tao Qi looked at the other party's unfocused eyes, and couldn't help but think: I'm afraid there is nothing in this world, no one can make the other party have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Just when Tao Qi wanted to continue to ask the other party, the local actually opened his mouth first: "New here? ”

"Huh? Well, the new arrival. ”

Tao Qi thought that he should indeed be considered a newcomer, he really didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to speak, and after being surprised, Tao Qi asked, "That...... Uncle, I want to ask you, is this the first layer of hell? ”

"It's not hell, it's still heaven?"

The local old man's eyes were still not focused, but he turned his head and continued to use his rough hands to hold the shovel to clean the yellow sand in front of the door. As he cleaned up, he replied to Tauchi.

Immediately, the old man seemed to remember something and asked Tao Qi: "You are not sick in the brain, right?" Since you just came, why did you forget so quickly how King Jì Hades sentenced you? ”

"Oh!" The other party scolded brainlessly, and Tao Qi didn't intend to answer his words, but continued to ask: "I came here to find your warden, I don't know if he is here?" ”

"Huh? Warden! The local old man turned his head and glanced at Tao Qi suspiciously, Tao Qi saw a slight change in this person's eyes for the first time. He turned his head and continued to clean up the yellow sand as if his expression had never appeared just now, only to hear him say lightly: "Since you know that this is hell, you should also know who the warden is, and he is also a newcomer to you?" ”

Thinking of the local old man's astonishing glance and very contemptuous eyes, Tao Qi felt a burst of depression: Could it be? In this first layer of hell, isn't the warden just anyone who can see him? But I must meet this person!

Tao Qi was tumbling in his heart here, and an ugly voice like a wire cutting through glass suddenly appeared behind Tao Qi: "Have they all come out?" If you come out, you will start working for Lao Tzu immediately,-! This damn sandstorm has buried the mine again! I'm telling you: If I don't clean up the silt in the pit within two hours, I'll give my next meal to the don't eat, do you hear? ”

Tao Qi was startled by the sudden sound, and turned his head to look at the owner of the voice, only to see a small man with a scarred face and a sharp mouth, a bald brain melon, and a few pieces of ringworm, holding a black leather whip in his hand, shouting proudly. From time to time, he also slapped the locals around him a few times, looking very domineering.

Could it be that this is the ghost of the first layer of hell? But thinking back to the ghosts such as Bai Wuchang Butterfly Yi who had been in contact with him before, how could anyone be so rude? People with status and status, such as Hades Feixue, seem to be extremely self-contained, how can they be so domineering?

As if sensing Tauchi's unkind gaze staring at him, the man suddenly looked at Tauchi. "Huh?" The ugly voice sounded again, "You're new here, huh?" ”

Tauchi just looked at him coldly and didn't pay attention.

Seeing that Tao Qi did not answer, the little man then asked again; "Hey! What about you, you're new? ”

Tao Qi knew that this rude guy was asking himself, but he still pointed to his nose as if he didn't understand, and deliberately asked him, "Are you talking to me?" ”

The little man was on fire at this moment, and he didn't get a positive answer to two consecutive questions, and he noticed that this was obviously a newcomer, and he was a little prickly: "Of course it's you!" Your grandfather's, when Lao Tzu asks, you will give me an obedient answer, less fucking garlic! ”

Tao Qi was also angry, no matter in the yin and yang worlds, no one has been so rude to himself, and this guy is too arrogant! However, Tao Qi has always been moody and angry, although he has anger in his heart, he does not show half of it, and his face is still light and light.

Tao Qi knew that he was not familiar with this place, and although this person was not polite, he would not rashly offend this person until he had sorted out his form. Tao Qi was by no means an impulsive person, because he was angry, he tidied up his clothes, smiled at the little man and said, "Although I am new here, I am here to find you warden master, and please report on your behalf." ”

Based on this person's appearance, Tao Qi judged that this person could not be the warden of this first layer of hell, otherwise the people of the so-called "United Conference of the Dead of the Netherworld" would really be blind.

Seeing Tao Qi's humble and arrogant appearance, the little man was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Tao Qi with some strange eyes, as if he was analyzing the information in Tao Qi's words, trying to find the flaws in Tao Qi's words. Sure enough, he seemed to have figured out something, and soon regained his unstoppable arrogance, and shouted angrily: "Who do you think you are? The Warden is also a little bastard you can see? ”

(To be continued.) )