"Report, this thing is open!"

"It's sassy and profligate, it's still a familiar fruit (*^_^*). Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Guo Ye is really getting more and more coquettish."

"Utterly sunk. (*￣3￣)╭?”

"Isn't it just a knee, here you go!"

“Orz”

……

The sailors who witnessed all this were convinced.

Zheng Guo sat on the sand, untied his skis from his feet, and said, "In the wilderness, you must be good at divergent thinking, dare to think and do. Although your idea may not always succeed, even a failed attempt can increase your experience and enrich your knowledge. ”

The skis that were taken off were of little use, they were all fresh branches, and they could not be used as firewood.

So Zheng Guo threw it aside.

At that moment, a gray figure rolled down from the dune.

Instead of rolling sideways, you roll with your head in your hands.

Its body almost curled up into a circle, like a fat tire, swished past Zheng Guo, and rolled out for several meters before stopping.

The digger immediately stood up and jumped to Zheng Guo's side, not looking dizzy at all.

Awesome.

……

After resting for a few minutes, Zheng Guo stood up, patted the sand on his body, put on a blackout cloth, and walked in the direction of Windy City.

It's only a hundred meters away from the Windy City, and it's fast approaching.

The first thing you see is a towering sandstone column, about five or six meters high, which at first glance looks like a watchtower.

And not far from the watchtower, there is a "stone tablet" erected, which is full of pits, as if it is full of alien characters.

It feels like you've arrived at the border of an ancient city.

This sense of déjà vu is very strong, and it can't help but make people feel a little exotic.

The audience is not calm.

"Is this really natural? Is it possible that it is really the ruins of an ancient city formed by weathering? ”

"I feel that way too, it's really too similar."

"Yes, there are both watchtowers and boundary markers, how can it be so coincidental."

"That's the magic of Devil's Town, it gives you the illusion that it was once a city."

……

While the audience was amazed, Zheng Guo's eyes were cast on the distant sky.

Some viewers saw that he had been staring in one direction, as if he was fascinated, so they asked him what was wrong.

Zheng Guo glanced at the screen and stretched out his hand to point into the distance.

The camera then turns.

I saw an earthy brown "cloud" surging in the sky.

Someone immediately recognized that it was not a strange cloud, but a sandstorm.

Zheng Guo said: "It seems that the scale is not small. ”

From this distance, it is not even possible to see that it is moving.

But experienced people know that if the sand line is seen with the naked eye, then the sandstorm will soon sweep over, no more than three hours at most.

By the time you can see it's moving, it's often too late.

"I'm glad I found a shelter like this." Zheng Guo sighed, "Otherwise, it will be very troublesome." ”

This time it was good luck.

The sandstorm was just around the corner, and there was no time for anything else.

Zheng Guo bypassed the "watchtower", passed by the "stone stele", and walked into this "ancient city complex".

It is imperative to find a suitable shelter inside as soon as possible to avoid this sandstorm.

The sky had become a little darker, and the sunlight had been diminished a bit.

Trade winds have risen on the surface, and sandstorms are coming.

……

Zheng Guo entered the Windy City.

Walking among these strange sandstones is like walking through the streets of an ancient city, and it feels amazing.

Most of the streets are covered in thick yellow sand, with only a few areas exposed to dry hard ground.

In the shadow of some sandstones, there are also many drought-tolerant plants.

But in such an environment, the greenery does not add much vitality to it, but gives people the impression of desolation and dilapidation.

Under Baozi's superb shooting skills, the audience got a stable and clear tour experience, as if they were in their shoes and walking in the Windy City with Zheng Guo.

The audience, who was previously disdainful of this "pile of stones", could not help but be immersed in this strange and treacherous exotic scenery at this time.

At this time, a thoughtful audience reminded Zheng Guo that it was best to mark on the road, so as not to get lost and trapped inside.

A lot of people chimed in.

Most of their impressions of Devil's Town come from some film and television works, and the descriptions of Devil's City in these works are often like a maze, the kind that can't get in and out.

However, after all, a work is a work, and there are many fictional components, so I can't believe it.

After Zheng Guo saw it, he said: "Don't worry, the Devil's City in reality is not as terrible as the legend, and the possibility of being trapped in it is very small, and the description of the Devil's City in movies, TV series and novels is often artistically exaggerated." ”

"Moreover, when we overlooked this area from the top of the sand dunes, we also saw that this devil city is only about twenty or thirty square kilometers, and the area is not large, as long as you go in one direction, you can go out horizontally and vertically."

Rather than this illusory question, he now needs to think more about how to find shelter as soon as possible.

His original plan was to find a wind-eroded niche or something on some sandstone, but after walking for nearly twenty minutes, he didn't find the right place in mind.

During the search, I also found a lot of wind erosion niches, but either they were on the sunny side and could not shade the light, or they were facing the direction of the sandstorm, and it was difficult to find a niche that could not only block the light but also block the sandstorm, but it was too small to be stuffed in.

Zheng Guo decided to continue looking for half an hour, and if he didn't find it again, he would dig a niche out of it himself.

He didn't want to sleep on the streets in a place like this.

Not to mention the problem of wind and sun, if you are picked up by a wild beast while sleeping, who will cry to.

Suddenly, Zheng Guo stopped, stuck the knife on the ground, and squatted down to stare at the sand for a while.

"It seems we're not the only visitors here." Zheng Guo said.

The camera zooms in.

I saw that there was a paw print on the sand in front of Zheng Guo, and I could vaguely distinguish the traces left by the meat pad and the curled up claws.

"It's the caracal's paw prints." Zheng Guo said, "The caracal fox is a very ferocious and intelligent beast. Why is it called a 'fox'? In fact, it is not because of how similar it looks to a fox, but because it is as cunning as a fox. ”

"I can deal with one or two caracals, but I can't do anything against a group. Unfortunately, however, caracal foxes are usually in groups. ”

Zheng Guo looked in the direction where the paw prints extended.

"It can also be seen from the traces of activity here that this is a group of caracal foxes. I don't know if they lived here in the first place, or if they came in to escape the sandstorm, or if they came in to feed. ”

After observing for a while, I found no other clues.

Zheng Guo stood up and shook the Heavenly Evil Knife.

"In short, keep a low profile, and hope not to encounter a group of caracal foxes."