The way back was smooth, the sandstorm was not windy, and there were no other dangers in the desert. At about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the caravan finally returned to the oil town.

Ma Chengfeng turned over and jumped down, first patting his ears, and sand particles fell straight down from his ears.

On the bed of the small hotel, Lei Wenwen kept wiping Chu Xiangyun's face with a handkerchief to cool down, but Xiangyun's situation was getting worse and worse. Others have a cold, eat and drink enough to sleep, and they will definitely be more comfortable after waking up, but Xiangyun slept last night and has not woken up until now. Not only that, but the body temperature is getting higher and higher, and when Xiao Man reaches out and touches it, his hands are hot.

"It's more than forty degrees, this situation has been going on for an afternoon, if you don't come back, Brother Hua and I really plan to take her back first and go to the county seat to be hospitalized." Lei Wenwen said.

"Huh...... I'm afraid we still have to plan for the worst. Sister Xiangyun? Wake up? How does it feel? Ma Chengfeng pushed Chu Xiangyun's shoulder, but no matter how he called her name, Xiangyun didn't feel it. In this situation, she simply cannot bear the bumps in the road, unless there are antiviral drugs.

Although it took so much effort to bring back the holy spring water for Xiangyun, Ma Chengfeng did not think so about this ancient legend. If a sip of mineral water can save lives, why do you need a doctor in the world?

"Dead horses should be live horse doctors, as long as there is hope, give it a try." Xiao Man helped Xiangyun up, opened her mouth, and poured Zamar Holy Spring water into it.

"Ahem...... cough ......" Xiangyun coughed a few times, but still didn't wake up.

"Hiss......" Chu Tianyue frowned. Ladies and gentlemen, this is not a way to go on! We can't put all our hopes on the holy spring, what if it doesn't work? I think it's better to drive her back to the county seat quickly. ”

But the oil town is already considered a borderland, and it must be more than 200 kilometers away from the nearest county seat. Not to mention the long distance, it is already night, and there are usually no cars here, only during the day there are occasional large trucks from the county town to deliver supplies. Xiangyun must survive tonight.

The old doctor in the clinic was kind-hearted and asked them if they had given her a drink of holy spring water.

"Doctor, I drank it, but now she hasn't lost her fever and hasn't woken up, does it really work? Don't fool me, they all say that the heart of the doctor's parents is a human life! Ma Chengfeng questioned him.

"Child, don't worry, there are more than a hundred people in the town, and in the past year, everyone who has been sick has to go and ask for the water of the holy spring of Zamar to come back and drink, and all major illnesses and small disasters will not be fulfilled! Trust me, wait! Even if you want to leave now, you don't have a car? ”

The friends gathered in front of the Xiangyun window, pacing constantly, and they were in a hurry to catch up with the wolves in the zoo's cage. I can't sleep, I can't eat, I just guard Xiangyun.

"Yikes! You guys? Is the fever gone? Suddenly, Chang Xiaoman shouted.

Everyone was overjoyed, but the fever was reduced, and it seemed that the holy spring water did have a miraculous effect, but it was just a little slower. As long as it doesn't burn, then everything is easy to say, it's a big deal that the big truck that delivers supplies will come tomorrow morning, and take a ride back to the county seat to get a drip.

At three o'clock in the second half of the night, Ma Chengfeng and Hua Bule couldn't hold back and fell asleep, only Xiao Man and Lei Wenwen were still taking care of Xiangyun. Xiangyun's eyelids slowly opened, and she gently opened her chapped lips and smiled.

"Xiao Man? Are you back? Hehe......"

"Oh my God! You're finally awake and you're scaring us to death! God forbid! Xiao Man held her little hand tightly, and tears rained down.

"How long have I been asleep? Why isn't it dawn yet? ”

"Yes, yes, you've slept all day and night! What do you think? Is it still burning? ”

Xiangyun shook his head, but he had a fever for several days in a row, and his body was very weak, Xiao Man hurriedly found her something to eat, and drank water for her, and finally her face finally returned to ruddy.

Xiangyun's body was originally inferior to these children of the rivers and lakes, but now that he has such a serious illness, he is not suitable for a long journey in the desert. I'll have to stay and adjust for a few days. But she didn't want to delay everyone's trip because of herself, so early the next morning, she insisted that everyone pack their bags and continue on the road.

"Okay, Sister Xiangyun, don't force it, I've decided that we won't leave for the time being." Ma Chengfeng said.

"Huh? Not leaving? The crowd looked at him in amazement.

Ma Chengfeng is a person with firm beliefs, as long as he recognizes something, ten horses can't stop it. Even everyone was mentally prepared and let Lei Wenwen stay and take care of Xiangyun, while the others continued to march towards the desert to find Zagrama Mountain.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, my body is really not angry, you really don't have to worry about me, I can take care of myself! Let's go! Xiangyun helped Xiaoman, and he couldn't stand steadily.

"No, Sister Xiangyun, it's none of your business. In the past two days, a few of us have seen the horror of Taklamakan , the villagers are right, this season is not suitable for us to cross this dead desert, let's wait, it will be spring in a few days, and it is not too late to start when the sand wind weakens. Ma Chengfeng fell on the bed and didn't seem to be in a hurry.

This time, they had plenty of time to prepare, there were no pursuers behind them, and they didn't know whether the future would be a blessing or a curse, and when to set off only depended on their mood.

These days, everyone walks around the town when they have nothing to do, cut their hair when they have long hair, go to a small restaurant to eat when they are hungry, and the truck that delivers supplies arrives in the morning, and they see what can be used, so they buy it in advance. When you have nothing to do, ask the *** fellow nearby to inquire about the situation in the Taklamakan Village.

On this morning, a group of special guests came to the town, a group of Uyghur friends who crossed over from Mobei. They were in the dust, and they could see that the crossing of the desert had exhausted them physically and mentally, and they went into the town and went straight to the supply market to buy food and drink.

Ma Chengfeng was curious, so he accosted them and asked them where they came from.

The leader of them was a Uighur man in his sixties, with dark skin and a wrinkled face, which at first glance was a living map of the desert of death.

"North, Karamagai." As he spoke, the old man kept pulling noodles into his mouth, and eating them was called a gobble.

"Yo, that's amazing? You crossed the Taklamakan with your people? Ma Chengfeng asked the guy to open a bottle of beer for the old man, handed it to him, and said.

The old man shook his hand, *** people don't drink.

"No, Karamakai is only fifty kilometers away, our village is dry, the devil is coming, Allah is sleeping!" He said to Ma Chengfeng in very puffed Chinese.

Even these locals can only trek a maximum of 50 kilometers on foot, and it seems that the Desert of Death lives up to its name.