Chapter 50: The Mirage

I saw the backs floating in the sky hanging upside down on the surface of the lake, and the tips of the hanging hair were like needles cocking, shooting towards them like arrows from the string.

At the forefront, Mo Wuwen held the celadon piece like a sword, blocking the first wave of hair. Before he could catch his breath, the second wave of hair tips hit again, and immediately the third wave of attacks, and Mo Wuwen was so flustered that he was almost hit by the ends of his hair.

In a hurry, Li Xiaomai picked up a stone and smashed it at the feet that were hanging upside down in the air, bang, one blow was hit, his back trembled slightly, and he fell slightly.

"Quick, the ghost's feet are afraid of pain, hit his feet." Li Xiaomai picked up the stone and threw it over while shouting, everyone also rushed to smash the stone, and the back gradually retreated, such a terrifying ghost was actually repelled by the stone.

Where is the end of the road, and walking without direction can only accelerate the pace of burial in the desert.

"Lao Xu, you lead the way." Mo Wuwen looked at the boundless desert and said, Xu Ye is a geologist, and his ability to survive in the wild should be stronger than everyone.

Facing the barren desert, in fact, Xu Ye didn't know what to do, so in order to give everyone a belief, he pointed to the southeast direction and said, "Keep walking, you will get out of the desert." ”

After such a difficult trek, suddenly Li Xiaomai screamed excitedly, "Train, look at that train!" ”

In the depths of the desert, from their left side, where their hearts were beating, a dark green train that could make them excited was slowly coming, disappearing from time to time.

"Mirage, I don't even see the railroad tracks, how can there be a train in this desert." Xu Ye's words shattered the glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts.

There was a boom, there was a boom, smoke billowed out, and the train was really stopped in the fog mantle not far in front of them, faintly visible.

"Let's go, whether he's a mirage or not, get on the train." Mo Wuwen took a step, anyway, there was no way back, but to move forward.

The train waited for them to get on the train and then moved slowly, and the carriage was empty again, except for the faint yellow lights flickering, as did the other carriage they had secretly seen.

"Damn, it's a ghost train again." Li Xiao and the heart that he had just put down were lifted into the air again.

"I don't know, it doesn't matter where he goes, I have to rest for a while." Exhaustion has left him with no strength to fear what the future holds.

The train swayed and clattered for a moment before stopping, and the doors slowly opened, making it impossible to see anything outside in a foggy manner.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Mo Wuwen made up his mind to step into the fog mantle, step by step, the fog became thinner and thinner, and he faintly saw the towering green mountains.

At the end of the day, I walked straight forward, the scenery became clear, and I could even hear the sound of the gurgling spring of the mountain stream, and I could only see the vast green and lush mountains in the distance.

"Where are we, Desert Oasis?" Mo Wuwen was a little puzzled.

"It's better to have mountains and rivers than a desert." Li Xiaomai was tired and fell on the grass, panting.

"No one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me about the warmth of porridge. Hey, what about the pleasant scenery, I don't know where people are. Feeling embarrassed and tired, he sat down on the abrupt sand for a moment, and took off his shoes to relax and breathe fresh air.

At dusk, the sunset stained the mountains and forests, everyone picked some wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, and continued to walk with sufficient physical strength, looking forward to walking to a place where there were people.

"Look!" Xu Ye pointed to the top of the mountain not far away, which was glowing with a faint cyan light at the beginning of twilight, and at the end of the day, the celadon pieces in the bag were also buzzing and vibrating.

"Could that mountain be a mountain made of clay?" He Yukun woke up the dreamer with a word.

"Let's go, let's take a look." The celadon pieces are getting louder and louder, and I remember that the demon refining pot was discovered because of the porcelain induction, could it be that the blue light is also related to the porcelain pieces?

The thorny mountains, under the leadership of Xu Ye, forced them to carve out a way, and if they found the green soil, they would have the glory and wealth of the second half of their lives, and the magic of money made them tenaciously insist on walking to the foot of the mountain that was faintly green and crystal clear like jade.

"Qingtu, is this the legendary Qingtu!" Li Xiaomai jumped up happily.

"It turns out that there really is the legendary green soil." Xu Ye couldn't believe his eyes, grabbed a handful of green soil and sniffed it, the pale cyan soil was as fragrant as bamboo leaves.

"Fortune" He Tiankun and Li Xiao high-fived each other, and the joy made them forget where they were for a while.

"Even if you find Qingtu, let's think about how to go back first." The words of the last ignorant were like cold water to extinguish the flame of their joy, and they were all stunned and overwhelmed at once.

"Run, everybody, these goats will eat people!" He Tiankun shouted and turned around and ran, and a herd of four-horned goats swooped down towards them from among the mountains, and the horns of the goats roared with a fierce wind.

Without thinking, they ran away, and the goats got closer and closer, and the sound of fluttering breathing approached them like a talisman, and the horns of the goats were about to pierce their backs.

"There's a house there, and we're going to hide there." Mo Wuwen held the celadon piece tightly in his hand and prepared to row towards the sheep, the so-called house is that the walls are not sheltered from the wind, the tiles do not block the rain, and the mottled wooden pillars barely support the wooden house that has fallen into disrepair.

They ran in and blocked the door with everything they could, and each of them picked up broken sticks, chairs, and stools for fear that the goats would break in.

Boom, thunder rumbled, lightning flashed, fireballs fell on the roof, crackling sounds and rolling heat waves, and the beams kept flashing sparks, like bright red hibiscus flowers blooming. The reddened window lattices sizzled in the smoke, and the air became thinner and thinner, and smoke billowed from it.

If they didn't run, they would be smoked, and they would no longer have time to fear some man-eating goats, so they rushed out the door and ran all the way along the winding grass path in the winding wind, panting and pausing at the ancient paulownia-colored covered bridges hidden in the lush bamboo forest, which made a dull squeak when stepped on because of the age of the world.

Looking back at the distance by the railing, the flames stained the sky red, and the sheep looked up to the sky like wolves around the fire.

The bridge began to crack, and they rolled down the slope of the bridge in amazement, and the sound of the wind roared past their ears, and they slammed into the ground faster and faster.

Mo Wuwen shook first, and when he stood up, he couldn't help but shout, "Oh my God! ”

They were in a silent desert, with no trains or mirages, only the moonlight on the horizon coldly defied their inadequacy.

"Qingtu, I found the legendary Qingtu!" Xu Ye picked out the green soil in the cracks of his fingernails and couldn't put it down, and what danger had already been thrown out of the clouds.

"Wake up, old man, think about how to get out of the desert!" Mo Wuwen shook his shoulder with his hand.

"The ghost is here again!" He Tiankun's frightened eyes were as pale as the moon in the sky.