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The only thing I can be thankful for is that the bandit is still around, and he is still in good spirits when I am about to collapse from exhaustion.

"The sky is about to change, let's find a place to rest for a while" The bandit patted the yellow sand on his body and raised his hand to the sand wall not far ahead.

Even though the desert here is unwavering, there are no anomalies, but I can't calm my mind.

Who knows what terrible things will appear at night.

The sand wall could be used as a shelter from the wind, so the bandits and I tied a rope to our bodies in case something happened and we got lost.

Although I could feel that he was thinking about my safety, I still felt a little awkward.

I leaned aside, and the bandit handed me a little dry food, and after I devoured it, I was silent, and he handed me the kettle, and I didn't drink too much, just took a slight sip.

I'm so tired today, like you never know what's going to happen to you in the next second, and I hate the feeling of powerlessness.

Whether it's the old man or the grandfather, I can't figure out their thoughts at all, but I feel that they know me well, from body to heart.

"The night may not be peaceful, you should be careful," the bandit shuttered softly, and closed his eyes after warning me.

Sure enough, he was still a little worried about today's events.

I think I'm right, but it shouldn't be him.

As for his words, I didn't take it to heart, nothing happened during the day, and it passed as soon as I opened my eyes and closed my eyes at night.

Anyway, I don't have much energy to hold on.

Besides, with my small physique, I'm afraid it's useless to do anything about it, and any low-level monster can abuse me.

……

As night fell, my eyelids soon began to fight, and my whole body gradually became blurred, and I was so tired these days.

I hadn't slept for a while, but I was in a daze.

Something seemed to crawl over my face, and I thought it was the bandits sleepwalking on me, so I ignored it, just raised my hand and patted it.

But it didn't work, there was still a feeling of squirming on my face, I was a little annoyed, so I wanted to open my eyes and reason with him, but he interrupted me all of a sudden.

"Don't move"

The bandit's voice was mixed with a hint of warning, and I suddenly felt a dark shadow pass across my face.

I was shocked, my body tensed instantly, and I tentatively opened my eyes and looked around, but there was nothing abnormal.

But I saw that the bandit was holding a living creature with a loess-colored body and an appearance no different from a scorpion.

The thing kept struggling with its body, and the bandit's hand stuck on it like a grim reaper.

Then he looked at me, and when he saw that I was at a loss, he explained to himself:

"This thing is quite poisonous, the body color is no different from these yellow sands, and the larger ones generally like to burrow into the back of the neck and use the spikes on the tail to ......"

Speaking of which, he made a gesture with his hand

"Insert it with a 'bang', and then slowly erode your flesh and blood, until the last living person can only turn into dust in this desert and be buried in the ground forever."

I couldn't help but shudder, and although I wasn't too surprised, I still felt a wave of uncontrollable fear.

"One or two are fine, if it's a pair of ......"

"Just ......"

Suddenly, he paused.

"Just what?"

"Bandit ???" When I saw him stop, I couldn't help but ask

"it, run!!"

He was only slightly stunned for a few seconds, an expression that I will never forget, his eyes glaring and his face pale.

As he spoke, he frantically lifted my body with both hands and rushed to the other side

I looked back and saw something black coming at me.

This condensed thing is the scorpion that the bandit pinched in his hand earlier.

At this moment, my heart almost collapsed, and my heart was over, what kind of pairs are this, this is a scorpion army!

My legs were weak, and I was completely carried by bandits.

I really admire his strength, and I don't know if it was from hard work, if only I were like him.

Damn, I'm thinking about something, I'm running for my life, not chatting with the old lady who is doing tai chi in the park!

He ran like crazy, as if he was about to catch fire, and I'm grateful that he was able to run with me, otherwise he might have run faster and have a better chance of surviving, and I'm so sorry I didn't help me along the way.

I looked at his face without any overly nervous expression, as if I wasn't worried that something would happen to us.

"Why don't you put down me and run by yourself, I've dragged you for so long......"

This sentence popped into my head, and I blurted it out.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, he slowly put down my hand, and then walked forward alone, without even looking back, without dragging his head at all.

"I ...... Lean ......"

It's really nozuonodie, anyway, I don't want to live anymore, it's better to let a group of scorpions have a full meal here, which can be regarded as the only blessing in this life.

I closed my eyes, but the imaginary pain of devouring my body did not come.

It turns out that the feeling of being eaten is not painful at all, so I can die a little easier, thank you, Scorpion Gentlemen.

"What are you doing?"

A large, strong hand slapped me on the shoulder, and I shuddered and hurriedly opened my eyes.

The bandit's face came into view, damn it, I've heard others say before that when a person is dying, in the rest of the time, time slowly reverses, and the deceased will recall all the things in his life.

But why were there bandits in my life?

Oh yes, he seems to have saved me, so it's not surprising that it appears in my memory.

"It's time to wake up!!"

"Ahh

He yelled in my ear, and my trance-like spirit suddenly shook.

When I looked intently, I realized that I was standing on a high rock, surrounded by endless sand and dust, except for the faint shape of a house not far ahead.

Holy, I'm not dead?

Did he save me again, how many times has this been?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to count, and I'll thank him well in the future.

At least, after surviving.

……

When the cold palm touched my face, I was very conscious.

The bandit in front of me looked at me with wide eyes, a look of helplessness.

"What's the time to be in a daze, is this the time to be in a daze?" He laughed again.

"I'm sorry" I knew it was up to him to survive, and he said I had no reason to refute it.

"Alright, don't be polite, I don't eat this," he coughed, then pointed his finger ahead.

"That's where we're looking"

I nodded slightly, in response to him.

This so-called "place to be found", he mentioned to me before, was found in a mark left by his grandfather, I don't know the meaning of those symbols, so I can only follow him, I heard that this is a stronghold, there is enough water to replenish.

After he turned his mind like this, I couldn't hold it back, so I hurriedly said, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up."

……

At a certain point in my life, I once deeply understood a truth, which made me avoid many detours.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but as it stands, it's saved me more than once.

If you want to survive, don't let the environment adapt to you, but you adapt to the environment.