doomsday

I watched the parchment fall to the bottom of the mountain, and I was very sorry for the prophet's prophecy that when the parchment landed, there would be a sandstorm that would engulf the Zagrama mountain.

I climbed to the top of the mountain with my hands and feet, and suddenly heard the cry of a terrible woman behind me, which sounded in my ears.

Listening to the voice, it seemed to be Ye Yixin's little girl, my body suddenly sank, and there was a force pulling me down, trying to pull me down the mountain.

At this time, half of the sun in the desert had sunk into the western horizon, and the place I was in was in the shadow of the mountain, surrounded by black stones, and at this moment it was as if I had touched the gate of hell.

I struggled to climb to the top of the mountain, but the rocks under my feet had collapsed, and I could only hold on to the mountain with the strength of my hands, and I couldn't look back, but even if I could, I didn't want to look, and I was afraid that if I couldn't grasp it firmly, I would have to fall into the ghost hole below.

I tried my best not to listen to the cry, but the crying in my ears became more and more sad, piercing people's hearts one after another, and my heart was sour when I heard it, and my body became heavier and heavier, and I couldn't help but want to let go.

The fat man and Shirley Yang saw that I was groggy at the top of the mountain, and wanted to reach out and pull me up, but they were a little far away, and saw the crack in the mountain expanding, and the whole mountain would collapse in a blink of an eye, and there was no rope at hand, so they had to untie their belts and hang down.

I was greeted by the two people above, like a bucket of cold water was poured on dog days, my whole body was shaken, I woke up, the cry in my ears disappeared, and the pulling force behind me disappeared, I didn't dare to delay at the moment, grabbed the fat man's belt, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

The sunset in the desert had become blurred, and a breeze with fine sand blew by, and an ominous shadow hung over the heavens and the earth, which the old man had said before was a sign of the coming black sandstorm, and the prophet's prophecy of the end of Zagrama had finally come.

The fat man and I set up Professor Chen, the old man was no longer responsive at this time, like a puppet at the mercy of others, you pull him, he will follow you, I don't know if I am tired, but I can't stop, as soon as I stop, he sits on the ground and can't stand up.

We can only drag and drag, and run down the mountain, the side of the mountain near the ancient city has completely collapsed, and the huge mountain that is half hollow is just on the top of the ghost cave, and the entrance to the cave is blocked forever, and the side of our descent is the entrance to the Zagrama Valley, and we wanted to go down the mountain to meet the camel team of Anlim after coming down, and then we will go through the valley to join the camel team of Anliman, although the sandstorm has begun, but without camels, we can't run out on the 11th alone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, he heard the sound of hooves in the valley, and the old man looked panicked, and was shouting loudly, driving the camels to run out.

The fat man scolded: "Old man, your *** and Hu Da's oath are all farts." ”

An Liman did not expect that we would appear at the entrance of the valley, and hurriedly said: "Praise Allah, it seems that we can meet here, it must be Hu Da's arrangement." ”

We didn't bother to talk to him more, so we carried Professor Chen onto the camel and found one to climb on, and An Liman chased after him and asked where the rest of the people were.

I said, "Don't mention it, it's all gone, now is not the time to talk about this, how can you avoid the big sandstorm?" Hurry up and run over there. ”

The sky has completely plunged into darkness, this time it is a pillar of wind, the eye of the wind seems to be a ghost hole in the mountain, the wind is gradually strengthening, the face is blown by the sand and hurts, the old man of An Liman did not expect this big sandstorm to come so quickly, there was no sign before, in addition to the ruins of Zagrama and the exquisite ancient city, the vast desert, where is there a place to hide, but since it is a pillar of wind, the farther away from the eye of the storm, the safer it is, just run in the right direction, can you escape, Then it depends on the mood of Hu Da's old man.

The old man made a long whistle, picked up a gas lamp as a signal, rode a camel to lead the way, and fled west with the camel caravan.

At first, I heard a strange sound behind me, like a ghost crying wolf, and like a wave of the sea, and instantly the wind was fierce, and the strong wind wrapped in sand and dust was overwhelming, and the sky was dark, and the visibility was extremely low, although I covered my mouth with a turban, I still felt that there were countless sand and stones poured into my ears and nose.

After running a long distance, the camels gradually stopped listening to the command, and Anliman stopped the camel caravan, and by this time he could not hear what anyone said, and he made a few gestures to gather the frightened camels in a circle.

I think he probably meant that if he ran any longer, the caravan would break up, and once the team dispersed, then no one would have any chance of surviving, so now they had to build a sand wall on the spot, and people hid among the camels, and all that was left to do was to pray to Hu Da.

I nodded to him in understanding, and the team gathered on higher ground and asked Shirley Yang to wrap Professor Chen in a blanket and shelter from the sandstorm on the spot.

The fat man and I worked hard to shovel sand, and after the camels were settled, the old man also came to help, built a simple sand wall around the camels, and then blindfolded the camels with blankets to prevent them from being frightened and escaped.

Fortunately, it has left the eye of the storm, and the wind and sand on the edge of the sandstorm are already so strong that they may tear people to pieces near the eye of the storm.

Anliman's camels are more experienced, and when they gather together, they no longer panic, they are partially buried by the sand, so they shake their bodies and move up a little so that they are not completely buried by the sand.

It was not until the next morning that the wind and sand gradually subsided, and we kept digging the sand wall all night, and we were already exhausted, and when we saw that the sandstorm had passed, we dared to stand up and look up, surrounded by undulating sand dunes like waves, and the yellow sand was blown out by the wind to solidify the ripples, and all around were the same scenery.

The exquisite ancient city, the black Zagrama Sacred Mountain, the queen's coffin, the corpse incense konjac, the tombs of the prophets and the saints, together with the countless secrets that were unknown in ancient times, as well as Hao Aiguo, Ye Yixin, Chu Jian, and Sa Dipeng, are all buried in the depths of the yellow sand forever.

Professor Chen also poked his head out of the blanket, looked at the sky and smirked, Shirley Yang went over to stroke the sand off Professor Chen's head, An Liman knelt on the ground and prayed, thanking Hu Da for his kindness, the fat man turned all his bags to find water, and in the end he found nothing, and stretched out his hands at me, making a helpless expression.

The sun, rising slowly in mid-air, gradually emitted a scorching heat, wantonly plundering the water of the human body.

I also shook my head helplessly, patronizing and fleeing for my life, I didn't think about the water at all, and as early as seven days ago, I crossed the safe return point, and now I want to go back, how easy it is to say, the passage to the Ziduyin River is also completely buried, it is impossible for us to dig it up, there is not a drop of water, I am afraid that we will not be able to hold out for a day in the desert, and it is not a way to drink salty sand water and camel blood, and when I think of the tragic situation of dying of thirst in the desert, I feel that it is better to die in a ghost cave.

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