The desert under the scorching sun can no longer be described as hot, the whole world seems to be placed on a huge furnace, the earth is so hot that it does not need to be touched at all, even with the naked eye, the temperature has reached an extreme.

A small sand-yellow sand lizard lies on top of the sand dune, the sand on the hesitant ground is hot like a burning iron pot, the lizard can only constantly exchange limbs to touch the ground, it seems a little funny, but this is also their adaptability, the survival adaptability that creatures have evolved over countless years.

The sand lizard walked aimlessly up and down the dunes, occasionally raising its round head and staring around, searching for food that should belong to it.

The sand lizard crawled a distance, and there was sand in front of it, and soon it found a nondescript clump of vegetation, perhaps inhabited by some desert insects or small animals, enough to feed the sand lizard.

The sand lizard quickly scurried to the side of the vegetation, saying that it was a vegetation thicket, but in fact it was a shrub that looked yellow. The sand lizard was a little disappointed, for it had not found anything to eat, and the only thing it could do was to hide from the sun under the dead grass.

As the sand lizard crawled a few steps forward to get under the dead grass, it suddenly listened, and raised its round head to look left and right, it was thinking, it was hesitating, because the instinct of the creature made it sense something.

Suddenly, the withered grass suddenly rose from the sand in front of it, as if a wave suddenly set off in a calm ocean, and a gray snake rose from the ground like a bow and arrow, biting the sand lizard with a bite between the lightning and flint, and the venom on the fangs was frantically poured into the sand lizard's body.

The sand lizard flails wildly on its limbs in an attempt to break free from the snake's mouth, but apparently this is a useless effort, and prey embedded in the snake's fangs rarely has a chance to escape unless it dies.

Soon, the sand lizard stopped struggling, although the two bulging eyes were still turning helplessly, but no one would pity it, and God would not be, this is the law of survival in the desert.

Most of the gray snake's body was still buried in the yellow sand, and when the sand lizard gradually gave up resistance, the gray snake was ready to start enjoying its own feast, its jaws slowly squirmed, and the palm-sized sand lizard body was devoured by it little by little, without any mercy.

"Bump!" A wooden stick fell down and slammed into the head of the gray snake enjoying its meal.

The gray snake suffered a blow to the head, spitting out the sand lizard that had swallowed most of it, and then its entire body began to shrink.

"Bumper and bumper...", and the wooden stick smashed on the head of the gray snake like the wrath of the desert god, knowing that the hideous snake head had become a blur of flesh and blood, and the fangs of the past that had killed everywhere were buried deep in the sand.

The snake's body is still wriggling, making people feel the snake's unwillingness, but it is destined to become a loser, because in front of humans with a strong enough desire to survive, it is doomed to failure, and humans are the top of the biological chain.

Nimuk stepped forward, pressed the head of the snake, which had almost become a puddle of mud, with a stick, carefully grabbed the wriggling tail of the snake, and then used the cut surface of the stick to grind the head of the snake, dug a sand pit next to it, and buried the head of the snake.

Burying the snake's head, Nimuk lifted the snake's body up, and the bright red snake blood slowly flowed down the port, dripping very conspicuously on the yellow sand.

The snake was long, and Nimuk grabbed its tail and held it high in the air to barely keep it from touching the ground.

"Will you come first?" Nimuk pointed to the snake's blood that kept dripping from the fracture.

Yang Yi, who was standing two steps away, frowned, and said bitterly: "Really drink?" ”

Nimuk smiled and said, "We are still two days away from Gumo. ”

Yang Yi glanced at the leather kettle hanging from his waist, even if the two of them saved to the limit, the water in it was not enough for the two of them to last for two days.

Yang Yi pursed his lips, he wanted to say that there are many parasites, bacteria and infectious diseases in the blood of raw snakes, and if you are unlucky, you may infect people.

But in the end, Yang Yi still didn't say this, you may die if you drink it, and you will definitely die if you don't drink it, it's not difficult to choose, in the face of life and death, people always like to take risks.

Yang Yi took the cold snake from Nimuk's hand, raised his hands up, and then opened his mouth and raised his head high to let the snake's blood flow into his mouth drop by drop.

The snake blood is a little bitter, a little astringent and the fishy smell almost wants to make people evil, Yang Yi tried not to use the snake head to try that taste, and directly let the snake blood drip into his throat.

Yang Yi took a few sips and returned the snake to Nimuke, who was not so hypocritical as him, raised the snake body and twisted the blood into his mouth, and even used his hand to shake constantly to try to make the blood drip faster.

It wasn't until the snake blood stopped flowing out that Nimuk put down his hand, licked the snake blood left on the side of his mouth and said, "This snake is not bad, the snake meat is enough for us to have a full meal." ”

Yang Yi stared at the snake body of the aura in Nimuke's hand, and his brows were already furrowed.

Fortunately, Nimuke saw Yang Yi's worries and said with a smile: "We don't need to eat raw snake meat, we can pick up some dry firewood along the way later, and we can make a fire at night." ”

Yang Yi looked up at Nimuke, and found that the snake blood on both sides of the other party's mouth was still dry, although he was smiling, it always made people feel a little hideous and terrifying, and Nimuke also looked at Yang Yi with the same eyes.

The two suddenly looked at each other and laughed, laughing very suddenly and inexplicably, maybe only the yellow sand in the sky knew what they were laughing at.

Night soon fell, and the two found a sand dune slope to prepare for the night, piling up the dead wood and hay they had picked up along the way, and lit it with fire, and a glimmer of light slowly burned in the empty darkness.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large, and it is so hot during the day that people want to pull off their skin, but at night it is so cold that they can't sleep.

Yang Yi tried to keep his body close to the fire, and inadvertently looked up to see the starry sky, which was probably the only thing in this sea of death that could make people feel a little comfortable.

"The night sky of great light does not have the beauty here." Nimuk, who was sitting across the fire, suddenly spoke.

Yang Yi thought for a while and smiled: "There will always be dark clouds in the sky of great light, but the heavens are fair. ”

Nimuk nodded: "Yes, the heavens have given the desert a flawless clear sky, but it has also made the earth full of yellow sand a dead field. ”

Yang Yi sat up and said, "In fact, the wealth that the desert has is unmatched anywhere, but no one has discovered it. ”

"The riches of the desert?" Nimuke thought about it suspiciously, but he really couldn't think of what the so-called "wealth" in Yang Yi's mouth was.

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