Tang Lin couldn't figure out a lot of things, but she inexplicably believed An Yan, this feeling was very contradictory, just like she hoped that An Yan was the little brother, but she was also a little afraid that An Yan was the little brother.

Seeing that everyone was still busy setting up tents and cooking, Tang Lin slowly climbed up a sand dune along a sand ridge, and the sun had already set halfway, which reminded her of the poem that her master had chanted before, "The desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, and the sun sets on the long river."

Unfortunately, there is only the sunset in the desert here.

"Rustling ......"

Suddenly, there was a slight noise, like the sound of sand flowing.

Tang Lin's expression changed, didn't he encounter quicksand again?

It's just that the sound is too soft, it doesn't look like large-scale quicksand, there is clean yellow sand all around, and you can see it far away at a glance, and soon, Tang Lin saw a piece of sand sliding, revealing a corner of fabric, reflecting a faint glimmer in the light of the setting sun.

Tang Lin had come into contact with a lot of various silk fabrics in the Fang family, so he could conclude at a glance that it was a good satin!

Tang Lin half-walked and half-slipped to the place where the satin was exposed, gently brushed away the sand on the surface with his hand, and when he touched the satin, his face changed suddenly, and he cleaned up all the sand covering it with a quick movement, and then pulled away the silk covering it, and immediately took a breath of cool air!

A child!

A man curled up underneath, holding a hat in both hands, and it was with the hat as a bracket that he held up the fabric on it—an ornate robe that held up a small space for himself.

Looking at the boy with his eyes closed, Tang Lin's palms trembled slightly, and he reached out to test under the boy's nose, the whole person relaxed, and there was a faint breath, proving that he was still alive!

Tang Lin pulled him, probably because he had been in it for a long time, the boy's body was a little stiff, Tang Lin was afraid of hurting him, so he hurriedly stopped, stood up and shouted: "Gray Shou!" ”

"This kind of thing is just called me, what is it called Gray Shou, since that guy came, I'm going to fall out of favor." Tana had been paying attention to Tang Lin's movements, and was startled when she suddenly disappeared into the sand dunes, only to find her squatting to see something.

Tang Lin was pleasantly surprised: "Be careful, he's still alive." ”

Tana stretched out her hand and took the boy out, and at this time, the gray guard also rushed over, Tana handed the boy to the gray guard: "At your speed, your young master can also rest assured that you will protect Tang Lin, hum." ”

"If you're not convinced, let's go and fight?" The principle of Gray Shou has always been that the fist is the boss, Tana can't beat him, so he is not afraid!

"Okay, you two still have the heart to quarrel, take him to the doctor." Tang Lin urged the two, "Go quickly, don't wait for me." ”

Tana kicked directly at Ash Shou: "Go! Tang Lin has me here! ”

Gray Shou didn't care, he rushed down the hill with the little boy in his arms, and the young master said that he had to listen to Miss Tang's words.

When Tang Lin walked down from the sand dune, the doctor had already diagnosed the little boy, he had a few footprints on his body, but they were not very serious, there were marks on the back of his neck, he should have been knocked unconscious and thrown here, and his body was slightly poisoned, which was a kind of desert scorpion toxin.

"Look at the clothes, this child is either rich or expensive, is it that he has been kidnapped?" Tana was still carrying the boy's robe.

Tang Lin shook his head: "I don't think so, you also said it, this child is either rich or expensive, if it is impossible to lose the kidnapping ticket here, I think it is more like ...... Murder. ”

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