The speed of the black sandstorm was far beyond my imagination, and it didn't take long for me to feel that the whole sky was already shrouded in yellow sand, and the originally bright sky was extremely dark for a while, and my heart began to become depressed, not only because of the dim environment, but also because I was worried that the black sandstorm was about to catch up with us. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The speed of the camels was not as fast as the black sand storm, and after running wild for so long under the constant urging of "Whitebeard", they were already tired, and every camel was exhausted, and no matter how much they let the hoarse horn of "Whitebeard" sound, they would no longer run away like crazy as they had just now.

The wind behind me is getting stronger and stronger, and the sand particles rolled up by the wind continue to pour into the clothes along the neck and collar, and the back has already become sweaty because of the nervousness, and the fine yellow sand continues to invade, making my already wet and itchy back more and more itchy, but I can only continue to grit my teeth and endure it, not daring to leave the reins easily.

"Get on the back of a camel!" Seeing that the camel no longer listened to him, "Whitebeard" began to order us, and now in this case, "Whitebeard" is the most experienced, and every word he says is a lifeline for us, and we obey every word he says.

The whole body is attached to the camel's body, and the thrust from the wind behind it is not so great, but in this way, a large amount of yellow sand is more easily poured into the clothes, and it becomes more and more uncomfortable.

But no matter how uncomfortable you are now, you can only endure it, everything is life-oriented, your back can be clean when you take a bath, but if you can't save your life, and everything else is fucking bullshit.

"No more! Get off the camels, they're too scared to run anymore! "We didn't lie on the camels for long, and all the camels stopped in unison, as if they had been agreed beforehand, and stayed where they were.

We followed Whitebeard's cry and prepared to leave the camels, but now the camels were so frightened by the black sandstorm that they could not listen to any of Whitebeard's orders, and all the camels stood there, without the slightest intention of lying down and letting us down. Now that the situation is critical, where can I take care of so much, I didn't think about it, I tumbled off the camel nearly one and a half meters high, and rolled down to the yellow sand below.

The other people came down in the same way as me, and they rolled down from the camel one after another, stained with yellow sand all over their bodies, and looked very embarrassed, but now where is there still the problem of caring about the image, rolling to the ground, and not even bothering to wipe the yellow sand on their faces, so they quickly stood up with a rolling belt, ready to continue running.

But as soon as I ran two paces away, I realized that my right leg had been firmly grasped by something, and when I looked back, it was none other than "Whitebeard", who had been directing us and the camels!

I thought to myself, fucking this old guy broke his leg when he got off the camel, and he couldn't get up, and he wanted me to run for his life on his back, no matter how bad it was, he could pull me to be a cushion, and he could have a companion on the Huangquan Road!

I have long heard that rescuing a drowning person can't let him catch you, because at the critical moment of life and death, the power is very great, if he catches you, even if he can't save you, he can't let you go ashore alone. I thought that a landlubber like me would never encounter the kind of situation of rescuing a drowning person in my life, but I didn't expect to encounter a similar situation in this great desert today! I was in a hurry to run for my life, where could I care about the life and death of "Whitebeard", and seeing that he was still reluctant to let go, I tugged on my trouser leg a few more times, hoping to get rid of the old guy's "claws".

But this old guy didn't know where he got such a strong force, his small arms could be twisted past my thighs, and his face was covered with a scarf against wind and sand, and the scarf was very tightly covered, only revealing his eyes, and his eyes were still staring at me very sharply, as if he really didn't want me to leave him half a step.

Seeing that I still wanted to leave, there was a sudden sound of him talking under the scarf, but the wind whining in my ears completely suppressed his voice, maybe his voice was already very loud, but to my ears it was only a thin cry of mosquitoes.

I look at him like this, his attitude is so resolute, he must have some last words to explain, since he is now grasping me so tightly, it is not easy to leave, it is better to bend down and listen to him finish speaking, maybe after saying his last words, there will be nothing to regret, but he may let me go.

Thinking of this, I no longer tried to break free, but bent down and shouted at him: "Old man, if you have anything to say, say it quickly, I'll listen to it!" Then she turned her head and turned her ears toward him, hoping that this would make her hear.

"Xiao Xu, you're crazy! Leaving the caravan is a dead end! "Whitebeard" and I were a little excited after a stalemate for so long, so I simply pulled the scarf off, without the barrier of the scarf, the voice was a lot louder, and it was because of this that I understood, it turned out that it was his mother who thought about me, and I just misunderstood people in a daze!

Whitebeard let go of my legs, withdrew his hand, and wrapped the scarf back he had pulled off. I just misunderstood people, and now I am also very embarrassed, so I quickly reached out and pulled up the "whitebeard" who was still lying on the ground, and smiled at him: "The black sandstorm is too big, it scares me silly!" ”

"Whitebeard" no longer paid attention to me, but ran over and beckoned everyone to huddle together to avoid the wind and sand. After such a fuss just now, the frightened camels seemed to have regained their original consciousness, and slowly hugged the group under the rule of "Whitebeard", fifteen camels one by one, closer than sleeping last night into a big circle, the six of us picked up a small group and hid in the middle of the camels, waiting for the final big sandstorm to come.

Not long after we huddled, the black sandstorm had completely attacked, the whole sky turned dark yellow, not to mention the sun, even the sunlight was difficult to shine down again, countless sand particles fell on us like a downpour, constantly crackling, the camels no longer made hoarse screams, but became quiet, the six of us hugged each other tightly, squatting on the ground, you can clearly feel the breath of everyone exhaling, all the breath is very heavy, It was the heaviness that came from just running for my life and now waiting for the unknown outcome of life and death, and it couldn't be weakened or stopped, but the six people hugged each other and suddenly had a kind of home warmth, which made me no longer so afraid of death, even if death really came, and a few of them were at ease with me.