Chapter 342: In the Long Yellow Sand
When they set off from the Yumen Inn, Shi Yu and his wife prepared enough water and food for Qingqing and his group, as well as a dozen horses, for fear that they would be trapped when they passed through the desert.
Originally, the Qing Dynasty thought that once the Yumen Pass passed, it would be the area ruled by the Xiongnu, but who knew that when they walked here, they found that there was a desert with a radius of hundreds of miles in the middle to separate the two sides.
Walking on the high sand dunes, stepping on a deep socket of foot, the sand trying its best to burrow into your clothes and shoes, and the wind mixed with the fine sand fluttering in the air, from time to time hitting your face or head, like that annoying flies and mosquitoes are always circling you.
It was also very difficult for the horse to walk on the sand, and it was impossible to run without sliding under the sand with one hoof, and it would be good not to slide under the dune.
Shan Yi to Shan 11 have never seen such a harsh environment, and after walking for a while, I have to take out the kettle and take a sip to relieve the dryness of the smoke in my mouth and throat.
Jiaojiao helped Qingqing, who had not healed from her injury, to walk very hard, and the snake girl and Yin Jiangzi walked together.
Shangguan Yu and Xia did not see one at the front to open the road, and the other at the back. Shi Jin walked for a while, and he stopped desperately to look at the sky and the earth, and then looked at the yellow sand full of eyes, sighed and left.
None of these people knew anything about the climate of the desert, so they were destined to suffer in the yellow sand.
Just now, when the scorching sun was shining in the sky and wanted to roast people, after a while, the wind was fierce and the whirlwind moved quickly with the dense yellow sand, sometimes even moving the entire sand dune for tens of meters, so that if people were crushed underneath, it would definitely be extremely unlikely to survive.
Seeing the wind, they panicked and struck their horses together to form a temporary shelter wall, and they all hid behind the horses.
The horses were not stupid, and they were shaky and unsteady by the wind, and they also wanted to find a place to hide, so they didn't hold on for a while, and the horses forcibly broke free from the reins that held them, and soon a dozen horses disappeared in the yellow sand that they couldn't open their eyes.
Without the shelter of the horses, the fierce wind and the sand soon buried them, and everyone fled in panic, and soon they were scattered.
Half an hour of sandstorm finally passed, Qingqing and Jiaojiao shook off the sand all over their bodies, opened their eyes and saw that the scene in front of them was completely different from before the storm just now, the original low-lying places were piled up with sand dunes, and the originally high sand dunes were flattened into flat ground.
Qingqing's intuitive body is sore, and the wound should also be stained with sand, and there is that sharp object friction feeling when he moves, which is not painful but uncomfortable.
She saw that Jiaojiao's lips were white and chapped, and she wanted to take out the kettle to give her water, only to find that the kettle on her body was gone.
There were no companions around, and Jiaojiao helped Qingqing to walk slowly to find her companions.
I don't know if Jiaojiao slipped with one foot or Qingqing didn't step on it steadily, the two of them fell on the sand at the same time and slid down the slope, originally Jiaojiao pulled Qingqing tightly to stop her from slipping, I don't know why Jiaojiao suddenly had a weak body and slid down.
Jiaojiao looked at the flat sand at the bottom and slid down with confidence, but when she was halfway there, a big hole suddenly appeared on the slope, and Qingqing and Jiaojiao fell silently.
The sand seemed to be conscious, and when they fell, the hole closed again, as if nothing had happened.