Que Qiu immediately sat up, and found that the bonfire was extinguished at some point, not even the white smoke was gone, and the camp was very normal, with occasional snoring.

As soon as the phantom moon came out, it meant that the sand wind was coming, this sand wind was extremely weird, it was the most feared thing of all animals in the desert, he immediately got up and wanted to go to the camp to wake up everyone, he had to watch the camel team, he alone could never stop the frightened camel team, he could only go to call people, without supplies and transportation, they could really die in the desert.

The camels, which had been lying on the ground, let out a low cry of uneasiness, as if they sensed the danger signal coming from the sky, but because the leader had not been instructed to do so, they just stood still.

"Wake up! The sandstorm is coming! The camels are going to run! He ran this way and shouted.

But it was too late, and the moment he left the camel caravan, he was pushed by a sand wind blowing from behind, and the sand wind was not the sandstorm that he usually saw, but like a swarm of bees gathered into a swarm, with a little blood red, churning, constantly blowing towards the camp, the leading camel, who had been trembling, could no longer resist the wrath of the sandwind, raised its hooves, and ran quickly.

When everyone came out with their clothes dressed, there was still the shadow of a camel, and most of the remaining supplies and water were on the camels, and everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley at once.

"Sandwind?" Professor Wu was also a little puzzled, he had never heard of this term in all his years of archaeology and exploration.

"You don't know Iriel, it's a different place than a normal desert." Que Qiu said, "Have you forgotten, the legend says that this is a cursed land. ”

Cheng Luo asked nervously, "Then what now?" We need to get the lost camels back first. ”

Que Qiu took out the compass-like thing from his arms, turned around, and said, "I'll go to find it, you pack up the camp first, and just stand by in place, if anyone runs around and dies, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

"Guide! I'll go with you! Cheng Luo wanted to keep up.

"No, you just stay with them." Que Qiu waved his hand to refuse, and then ran behind the sand mountain not far away.

Turn around the sand mountain, you can see a section of almost completely weathered broken wall, you can vaguely see some engraved totems on it, Que Qiu raised his hand, five fingers stretched out to feel the air flow, the sand wind will not disperse for a while and a half, the direction of its disappearance can be traced.

He could feel that there was no malice in this unprovoked sand wind, otherwise by the time he realized that the sky was a phantom moon, the sand wind would have formed a whirlwind and lifted the tent completely.

They seemed to be driving him away.

He opened his eyes and made sure of the direction, and the camels generally did not run far, for the sandy wind quickly dispersed, and he followed the hoof prints all the way to the five camels gathered together, and whistled, and the leading camel ran quickly.

In less than an hour, Que Qiu rode the lead camel and came back with six camels, but the bad thing was that the four camels that were specially used to carry water and some supplies behind him could not be found, and they should have run too far to hear the instructions.

The few people who had been on standby in place couldn't help cheering a few times when they saw Que Qiu, and said that the guide was reliable. Que Qiu jumped off the back of the camel, but brought them bad news: "The water is gone." ”

(End of chapter)