Everyone nodded, everyone had done a lot of homework before coming here, only the guide Que Qiu held his head, stirring the bonfire with a wooden stick, and looked uninterested.

Because there was only one girl in the group, Cheng Luo was the only girl, so she was not arranged for the vigil, but let everyone sleep and several assistants rotated in pairs.

As soon as we had eaten, everyone was not sleepy, so they gathered around the campfire and chatted. Only Que Qiu sat quietly on the side, looking at the vast desert, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cheng Luo planned to take the book out of his tent and read it, and familiarize himself with this ancient country of Irir again.

When she came out of the tent, she realized that the place where she had just sat seemed to be sitting on someone.

She blinked her eyes vigorously, and the person was gone again? Are you too tired to hallucinate?

But under the dim glow of the bonfire, there was indeed a sitting shadow there!?

Cheng Luo was startled, and counted carefully, yes, it was indeed nine figures! How can there be one more, counting yourself, isn't it ten people? Who else is there?

"Wait...... Let's see if I'm dazzled? How could there be a figure there? Cheng Luo interrupted the conversation of several people.

There was silence for a moment, and everyone looked at Cheng Luo in unison, and immediately stood up again, counting the past carefully, good! At the hand of the guide, Cheng Luo's position just now, there was a dark shadow.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

A chill rises from the soles of your feet.

"What's going on?" Cheng Luo's voice trembled, and he was about to cry.

"No, I don't know. What the hell are we doing? Zhou Qiang didn't dare to move, and looked straight at the black shadow.

"Say what? Forgot all the materialism you learned in school, right? The other teacher spoke, but still nervous.

The guide was the only one who sat still, and with a calm face he picked up a burnt black piece of wood, flicked it in that direction, and then the figure disappeared.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just a hallucination, there's a fire in the desert, and the shadow of the sand mountain over there is just a shadow, where are the ghosts?" He said lightly.

Everyone listened, let out a sigh of relief, but still a little scared, the atmosphere of the chat disappeared at once, everyone looked at each other, after a while, or Professor Wu said that maybe today is indeed too tired to see the mistake, let everyone go back to sleep, except for the two people who kept vigil, everyone else said good night to each other, and returned to their respective tents.

Cheng Luo hugged the book, returned to the tent, tossed and turned, and fell asleep in a daze after a long time.

A gust of yin wind rolled up the yellow sand at Que Qiu's feet, spun there a few times, and disappeared.

Que Qiu stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of yellow sand, and slowly released it, and the yellow sand slowly flowed down from his fingers. His eyes became a little melancholy.

Que Qiu instructed the two of them to go back to sleep after burning the remaining dead trees, not to leave the camp too far, so he went to sleep on the side of the camel team with his sleeping bag, and he did not go to the place left for him in the tent.

Until six o'clock in the morning, Que Qiu was woken up by the wind and sand, and the sky was still just cloudy, but the crescent moon in the sky was still very bright, but at this time, it was replaced by a gloomy and cold feeling, as if there was a layer of miserable white fog shrouded in it, which made people can't help but get goosebumps, Mao Moon?

The moon has not sunk in the morning, this is the phantom moon!

(End of chapter)