"Brother Sun, is this the legendary desert?" Zhao Yuankang couldn't stop admiring.

"Yes, in ancient times, the desert refers to the vast northwest region west of Jiayuguan." Elder Sun pointed to the soft sand in front of him, looking impassioned.

"The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river."

"The desert sand is like snow, and the moon is like a hook."

Zhao Yuankang looked at Elder Sun in amazement, he casually recited a poem with a strong desert, this guy who is not amazing actually has this elegance, but it surprised him a lot.

The desert is cold and desolate, and it will not be boring to have such an interesting person to walk with.

Boom, boom, there were a few crisp sounds in the distance, and a chaotic cry came from far and near.

"A caravan is passing by." Lao Sun is quite experienced, and continues to walk forward slowly.

Sure enough, after a while, the dust rose from behind, and five light yellow camels came out with heavy loads.

There were more than a dozen people in this camel caravan, most of them sturdy men, and when the camel caravan caught up with the two, they took the initiative to greet them.

The captain at the head was a sixty-year-old man surnamed Zhang, who often traveled back and forth between Shanxi and Sichuan and Tibet, and made a living by selling special products.

Although modern times are the era of science and technology, many people have made a lot of money by relying on some methods, and have lived a rich urban life. But there are still some people who live a traditional ordinary life.

These people, who live in less developed towns and villages, have no education, and can only farm and breed in their hometowns for a living, but they need to consider the livelihood of their wives and children, so it has become an important way for them to do things in partnership with familiar relatives and friends.

Although the caravan transportation business is not as profitable as in ancient times, it can also have some input.

For them, they are used to this kind of life, and it is not easy to change anything.

Being content with the status quo is the need of life for ordinary people.

"Brother Sun, where are you going?" Zhang Laohan asked while smoking a dry cigarette.

"Let's go to Yongdeng."

The two agreed to go to Yongdeng first to learn about the history of the Yue family, and it was not too late to go to Sun Moon Mountain, and about Sun Moon Mountain, they couldn't easily explain it to this person who had just met.

When traveling abroad, don't easily leak your money and information, so as not to be targeted and killed by gangsters.

If you lose your life because of your own trickery, it is really unjust.

"That's a coincidence, we also want to stop at Yongdeng for a while, so that we can walk together and have a care." Zhang Laohan laughed, led the camel and approached the two.

Zhao Yuankang was always vigilant and quietly fell at the end of the team, he didn't want to be caught by others without knowing whether he was or she was the enemy. The team was also very casual and did not deliberately surround them.

"Brother Zhao, listen to your accent, are you from Beijing?"

A young man in his twenties came to his side and chatted with him enthusiastically. He is the youngest son of Zhang Laohan, and he took him out to experience the experience.

"Oh, sort of, it's close to Beijing."

He was noncommittal, because he was a pure Beijing film, he was often asked when he was in college, and he explained it to others at first, but over time, he didn't bother to explain, neither denying nor confirming it.

"Wow, the capital is a good place, you are happy enough at the feet of the Son of Heaven." Xiao Zhang looked envious.

Beijing, as the capital of the country and the center of politics and culture, attracts countless people to come here with dreams, and there are also many people in remote areas who have always regarded it as a holy place in their hearts.

In Hebei, which is around Beijing, many young people choose to be a North Drifter with dreams, but after years of hard work, they find that their dreams are gradually fading in the prosperity of the city, and it is difficult to have a place, and it is not as strong as the foundation accumulated by neighbors who work hard in other second- and third-tier cities.

When he graduated for an internship, he also came to Beijing through a friend for a period of time, which was a kind of torment.

The cost of living there is really unbearable for him, and even people with a certain amount of financial strength are facing all kinds of pressure. Just commuting to and from work by subway every day is like a war, exhausting and almost breaking down.

And the deception and coercion in the workplace are even more headaches. In recent years, Beijing has repeatedly introduced policies to clean up people, so that some immigrants, like a grass, may be uprooted and abandoned at any time.

Many people have drifted north for many years, but they still have nothing, and in the end, they can only leave with tears. But the will is low, and I don't know what the future holds.

He ended his painful journey to the north before he decided to return to his hometown to do his own business.

I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Wake up early so that you will not have no way back and be defeated.

"Brother Zhao, can you take me to Beijing if you have a chance?" Xiao Zhang asked timidly.

"Hehe, okay, contact me over there in the future." He didn't want to ruin the young man's enthusiasm, so he had to deal with it.

Hmm, hmm, a long wind hit, rolling the yellow sand all over the ground, and the sky was a little foggy.

"Everyone control the camels, don't panic, there will be more than 20 miles out of this loess sand." Old man Zhang shouted loudly.

He is worthy of being the leader of this camel caravan, and in the years of walking in the rivers and lakes, he has accumulated a lot of experience and prestige, and he is decisive, calm and sophisticated.

These men have also been out many times, well-trained, and can cooperate tacitly, and every two people work together to control a camel, and quickly stabilize the somewhat restless camel.

Camels, known as the ships of the desert, have the ability to store water and food, as well as to transport goods, and their endurance is extremely strong, not afraid of the harsh climate of the desert, even if they are scattered in the wind and sand, they can rely on their instinct to survive difficult times, choose the right direction, and get out of the desert.

The wind in the desert, without any signs, starts as soon as it is spoken, and there is no pattern to follow, one moment to the east, the other to the south. One moment it rages, the next it stops.

This caravan, apparently very experienced in resisting wind and sand, has led the camels and goods to the high slopes of the mountain, taking advantage of the favorable terrain at the high position to reduce the invasion of the caravan by wind and sand.

Everyone has quickly taken out the jacket from the backpack, pulled the hat and zipper, showed only a pair of eyes, surrounded the camel in a circle, quietly waiting for the wind and sand to stop, always vigilant.

Roar!!

The sound of the wind was fierce, like the roar of a tiger, whirling between heaven and earth, stirring the yellow of the sky.

A yellow sand wall about 10 meters wide and 5 meters high, driven by fierce winds, advanced at the speed of a galloping horse.

Obstruct!!

Captain Zhang shouted suddenly, and immediately rushed out of seven big men, each holding a thick stick in his hand, ranking in front of everyone.

The seven people put the big sticks in their hands together and pushed them outward.

There was a buzzing sound, and the big stick gathered the strength of everyone, driving a huge air current, and cutting a wall of wind in front of it, resisting the sand wall that was about to impact it.

Rumble! Two powerful forces collided suddenly.

Zhao Yuankang and Xiao Zhang and other young people, who were placed behind camels to avoid danger, saw seven big men through the gap, and they couldn't stop retreating because of the roaring yellow sand wall, but they still gritted their teeth and stood up, blocking the footsteps of the yellow sand engulfing.

The yellow sand ran for several miles, but it was still unabated, constantly squeezing everyone backwards.

"Not good, there's quicksand under your feet." Xiao Zhang shouted in panic.

Zhao Yuankang was shocked and hurriedly looked at his feet. Sure enough, my feet had fallen into the sand at some point, and they were already half knee-deep, and the sand was getting softer and softer, and it was still sinking.

He pulled his foot upwards and walked forward, but he didn't move at all, and he glanced at it, Xiao Zhang and a few others also encountered such trouble.

However, Captain Zhang and the two old guests reacted quickly, moved their positions in time, and broke away from the shackles of quicksand.

What surprised him was that the drunkard Lao Sun actually saw the opportunity very quickly, a few jumps, rolls, and went out of the range of more than ten meters, although his clothes were more tattered, but he looked arrogant.

Several camels in the field were wrapped in quicksand and dragged downward.

The camel neighed unwillingly, but its four legs were like stuck in a mire, and it was difficult to pull it out, and it had fallen into it, and it fell to the ground, and the goods carried by the hump overturned and scattered among the sandy piles.

"Help, Dad, come and save me!!"

There was a miserable cry in the air, and he followed the voice, but he wailed in the sand.

At this moment, the sand flow speed has increased significantly, and it has risen to the base of the thigh. Captain Zhang and an old guest joined the lineup to resist the sand wall, and there was no time to look back at the few young people who fell into the quicksand.

Only another old guest and Lao Sun rushed to this side, but they didn't dare to get too close, and there was no way to rescue.

Bang!!

The earth trembled, and everyone finally couldn't resist the impact of the sand wall, and was shaken to pieces, drowning in the shadows of the yellow sand.