"Yellow sheep? Where is it? ”

When I came to the desert, it has been almost half a month, although Yang Feng's space has planted some vegetables, but there is really no meat.

"Just outside, in the ......"

"Okay, I'll catch one and come back, and make up for Xiao Ye and Professor Chen."

Ye Yixin has dehydration, although Yang Feng is present, the symptoms are not as obvious as in the play, but his physical function is declining every day.

There is also Professor Chen, an old man aged 5-60 years old, who sits on a camel every day, and his old bones are about to fall apart.

Although the others are fine, their physical strength is obviously not as good as before they entered the desert.

"Lao Hu, I'll go out"

Yang Feng came to the entrance of the cave and talked to Hu Bayi, who was guarding here.

"It's windy and sandy outside, what are you doing out there?"

Then, Yang Feng whispered something in Hu Bayi's ear, and Hu Bayi took away the quilt blocking the entrance of the hole, let Yang Feng out, and told him to be careful.

When I walked out of the cave, I was greeted by the yellow sand and the howling wind.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, Yang Feng heard the cries of sheep, as well as the cries of other animals.

Yang Feng was not in a hurry, using a jack pendant, step by step, close to the yellow sheep.

When Yang Feng approached the place, there were not only their camels on a leash, but also wolves, foxes, and the purpose of this trip, yellow sheep, etc.

When Yang Feng saw the wolf and the fox, the first thing he thought about was, should he kill them? lest they eat the camels of their own people.

But when he saw that the wolves and foxes were in a circle with the yellow sheep, he did not attack the yellow sheep.

Yang Feng depends on what he remembers, An Liman seems to have said in the play that these animals now come here to take refuge, so they will not fight each other, and when the wind and sand are over, it will be up to their own abilities.

If that's the case, there's no need to kill them for the time being.

It's no good to kill, why kill it? Aren't you tired?

Yang Feng shook his head and grabbed a yellow sheep casually, causing a commotion between the yellow sheep and the wolf, but under the yellow sand in the sky, it quickly quieted down.

Compared with the loss of a member, preserving the race is their choice.

Ignoring these refuge animals, he returned the same way and handed over the caught yellow sheep to Wang Fatzi to deal with.

"Yang Ye, did you really catch it? Haha, come on, come on, leave it to me"

Wang Fatzi excitedly took the yellow sheep and stepped aside to deal with it.

And several members of the archaeological team, after seeing Yang Feng capture a yellow sheep, their eyes also lit up.

"Xiao Yang, can you leave some meat later, let us stew soup, this half a month of bumps, our bodies can't stand it anymore"

"Professor Chen, this time I went to catch the yellow sheep, mainly for you, although you are from the archaeological team, but your body is not good."

The archaeological team of five people was pale and bloodless at this time, as if they were overindulged.

On the other hand, Hu Bayi Shirley Yang and them, that is, their spirits are not very good, but as long as they sleep well, they will be fine.

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Professor Chen also smiled wryly, they are all cultural people who do literature.

Naturally, he can't compare to Shirley Yang Hu Bayi and them, and even An Liman, who is not much different in age from him, he can't compare.

……

The orange-red flame roasts the leg of lamb until it is golden brown, and the lamb chops in the stew pot are stewed with radish, which is even more fragrant.

A group of ten people, all sitting around the fire at this time, waiting for the mutton.

"The stew is already cooked, Professor Chen, hurry up, you finish eating, we have to stew a pot"

After the stew was cooked, Wang Fatzi took care of Professor Chen's five people and hurriedly took the bowl.

Since the saucepan is not large, it is impossible for everyone to get a bowl, so in the beginning, they are ready to cook twice.

Two hours later, except for Yang Feng, everyone who had eaten and drunk enough slept peacefully.

After Yang Feng added firewood to the fire, he began to meditate.

This world, like the original world, does not have any heaven and earth aura, so if you want to cultivate, you must use heaven and earth treasures.

However, in such a world, the natural materials and earthly treasures on land have long been extinct, and if you want to have them, you must go to the deep sea to find them.

After dawn, everyone simply had breakfast and waited for the wind and sand to pass.

"There is still half an hour at most in this wind and sand, everyone should clean up, and as soon as the wind and sand stop, we will leave"

An Liman, known as a living map in the desert, can judge how long it will take for the wind and sand to pass just by looking at it a few times.

Half an hour later, as Anliman said, the wind and sand had stopped.

"Let's go, get out of here"

After An Liman greeted everyone, he took his own things, crawled hand and foot, and crawled out of the hole, as if there was something terrible here, about to be revived.

"This damn An Liman, what the hell is he doing again?"

Wang Fatzi thought that An Liman was pretending to be a ghost again.

"Let's go, get out of here"

Yang Feng remembered that there were marching ants here, so he grabbed Sa Dipeng and threw it out of the hole directly, then Ye Yixin, and finally Professor Chen.

At this time, Yang Feng didn't care if he would break them or not, but he knew that if it was a little later, they would be gnawed into a white bone.

"Lao Yang, what are you doing?"

Sure enough, this dead fat man is called Yang Ye when he begs for help, and Lao Yang when he is fine.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here"

After throwing Professor Chen out of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, Yang Feng jumped up, rolled on a donkey, and ran out.

Then he said to Professor Chen, who was still in a state of confusion.

"Why don't you get on the camel quickly, do you all want to die?"

At this time, Yang Feng has a feeling that one god has five pits, this feeling is not only tired, but also makes you angry and vomit blood at any time.

I can't wait to follow the network cable, slap one of them, and then kick them a few times.

"Jingle Bell"

An Liman rode a camel and stopped in front of everyone, shouting urgently.

"Hurry up, get on the camel"

In the face of Yang Feng and An Liman's urgency, the five members of the archaeological team were still confused, and they did not feel that a catastrophe was coming.

Even Hu Bayi and the others who came out from behind could feel the urgency of Yang Feng and the others.

So the three of them hurriedly ran to the camel and shouted at Professor Chen and the others, telling them to hurry up and get on the camel.

At this time, the archaeological team came to their senses and walked towards the camels.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the city hall where they had taken refuge before was directly in ruins.

The five archaeologists, who had not yet climbed on the camel, looked back one after another, as if they wanted to walk back and see what was going on.

But An Liman, Shirley Yang and others sitting on the camel could see it clearly.

After the city hall collapsed, it seemed that there was something black and oppressive, and first went to the place where the yellow sheep were hiding next to it, and then there was a scream.

"Okay, marching ant, Uncle Chen, hurry up and get on the camel"

After all, Shirley Yang is a photographer of geographical impurities and has a lot of knowledge, so he quickly judged what the black pressed piece was.

After hearing Shirley Yang's words, the five archaeologists felt a sense of urgency, and hurriedly climbed on the camel and left here.

"You must not cooperate with the archaeological team in the future, otherwise, your life will be in danger."