Wu Kai said this, which immediately caused me to be shocked, and I wondered, "What's going on?"

Busy said: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart."

Wu Kai sighed and took out a piece of paper in his arms and said, "Feijing attracted us with this thing." Finding Ying Lou Lan also has clues on this. ”。

I took the paper and looked at it, it was still the fucking notes of Old Man Qi. But the content of this one is different from mine.

Above are a few simple sentences.

[I didn't expect this place to be behind the yellow sand that covered the sky, we came here to die for a lifetime, and we finally had to go in, hoping to come out alive].

There is also a sentence added by the flying mirror on it, "Follow the ghost, you can go to the studio!" ”。

I didn't find any clues after reading this sentence. looked at Wu Kai suspiciously.

Wu Kai said: "Do you remember the sentence that the team leader said 'there is not much time' at that time? ”。

I nodded.

He continued: "The so-called yellow sand that covers the sky and the sun, this sentence and I guess that Feijing and I should be a big sandstorm. It is likely that the shadow loulan was buried under the yellow sand, and only experienced a storm to see the light of day. So, we're following the storm. In terms of time, the wind will pick up the day after we reach the place where the first team left us with the caravan, and we will surely be able to find the shadow of the orchid as we follow the direction of the storm. ”。

I'm a little scared to hear him say that, a storm in the desert? That's not necessarily worse than a hurricane in the sea.

But the sentence added by Feijing is 'follow the ghost, you can get to the studio'. What does this mean, Wu Kai heard me ask and replied: "The storm in the desert is the devil, meaning let's follow the storm." ”。

Beard said that we are now on a dry river, and as long as we keep following this road, there will be no big problem.

Even though he said it casually, I still didn't feel at ease. The Taklamakan Desert is a mobile desert where the landscape changes day by day, and who knows if we are going off the rails.

However, I see that although the car in front of me is driving slowly, it is still stable and directional, so even if you are worried, you will not be afraid.

In order to be able to travel faster, we hardly rest except at night, and we have to drive for more than ten hours a day. I don't know how the Tibetan mastiff girl persevered.

Although the harsh environment of the desert was irritating, there was no danger in having enough water and enough food.

But it didn't last long before things changed.

The two cars in front broke down at the same time and tumbled into the ditch in the nearby ancient river channel. If I hadn't turned the steering wheel in time, it would probably have been the third car.

We hurriedly got out of the car to see the two cars that had overturned. If I'm not mistaken, there were seven people in those two cars, and the foreign Mayan research team was inside.

We went down the slope and dragged the people inside out of the car, and there was an elderly man who was injured, and his leg got stuck on the steering wheel during the rollover, and I could already see the leg bone that had been stabbed diagonally when I pulled him out.

This guy is unlucky enough, I think he must have slept with his legs in front of him in the co-pilot, otherwise it couldn't have been such a coincidence.

Look, this man's injuries are not fatal, but they are 100% unable to follow us.

The beard asked him, "Foreign friends, what the hell are you going to do when you're like this?" If your God hadn't been so far from here, I'm afraid you would have burped just now. ”。

I said don't talk about it here, let's see what medicine you can pack for people.

I didn't expect that foreigner to speak Chinese, just listen to his incessant chatter, this is really a bad place.

The Tibetan mastiff girl found a tent in the cart and used it to secure the old man's legs. During this period, she didn't say a word, and the ghost mastiff next to her also looked at everyone with contempt. She and I helped fix the foreigner's leg, and then they went to the car to check it. Cool.

The Hummer is really strong enough, and it can still be driven even when it rolls like that. After we slowly dragged the car to the hard ground, the foreigner yelled that he had enough of this terrible place and told his people to go back.

It was a last resort, his legs were broken like that, and if he walked again, he would probably lose his life.

Unexpectedly, the person in the other car shook his head after looking at the sky in the distance, and followed the foreigner. Before leaving, I said good luck to you.

The leader blinked and looked at the two cars in the distance and was stunned for a moment.

Beard went over and patted him on the shoulder.

We now have only six people and three cars left. A few days ago, there were still more than 30 people in the team, and in the blink of an eye, there was only such a little left.

We continued to set off, this time the beard yelled that he wanted to drive the Tibetan mastiff girl, I thought the woman would let the dog bite him, but what I didn't expect was that she actually agreed.

But I saw in the rearview mirror that it was the ghost mastiff sitting in the passenger seat. The beard bared his teeth and drove the Humvee. I don't know what it will be like.

We continued our journey for seven hours before it got dark. I had no choice but to camp in place. Driving at night is quite dangerous, and with the lessons of the afternoon we have become much more cautious.

The six of us gathered around a campfire, and the woman still didn't say a word, and for the first time I didn't notice the three dogs, and I felt weirdly insecure.

The guide's name was Zabhi, a local, and he was in his fifties.

He said we would be able to get to the next site tomorrow, where there were camels and the people who were going to pick us up. The next road is to rely on this 'ship of the desert'. He said that our Hummer is an iron ox and that it is dangerous to walk in the desert.

I want to know the organization behind it, there were so many people who couldn't talk about it before. This time, there are only six of us left, and there is a lot less estimate.

I asked him who hired him.

He said that this was Hu Da's will. I was able to meet you all by Hu Da's arrangement.

Hu Zi said, then you ask your Hu Da when can we go to Yingloulan?

Zabshi said that the place you are going to is the hell abandoned by Huda, and before that, Lu Hu would protect us, but when you arrive at that place, you will not know.

I know this old guy is sloppy with us, and he hasn't told a word of truth about it. I don't think this guy is a good citizen, maybe he is one of some forces.

The man who led the group said that we would leave tomorrow morning at dawn and in the evening we would be able to reach the caravan and that we would not be able to drive there and would have to ride camels. It was already the depths of the desert, so prepare enough water. I don't know how much supplies those foreigners will leave for us.

I think he was worried that the team ahead of him was going to sweep things away. I told him not to worry too much, we still have a lot of water.

I drank a few more beers and felt a little urgent to urinate at this time. He waved his hand and said to release the water.

The beard followed me as I left, after all, there were lesbians here, so we went a little far.

The sky was gray as if it were covered with a layer of cotton cloth, and it was impossible to see anything in the distance. There would be some strange noises coming from the desert, I don't know what they were, but Beard said it was better not to delve into such things, just as if I hadn't heard them.

I looked at the sand dunes in the distance, wondering what the hell was going on with them. Fortunately, Qi Yuying was not in our team, and it was indeed much safer to follow Feijing than in this six-person team.

The desert at night was unusually cold, I took out a cigarette and lit it, spit out a puff of smoke rings and looked at the desert at night boringly.

There was no moonlight tonight, and anything in the distance looked a little weird.

Suddenly, something moved in the distance. This caught my attention, and I wondered if it was the desert plants that were blown by the wind.

I don't know how to look at it carefully, and suddenly a cold sweat remained.

There, there was a man standing.