Since the departure from Tripoli, Ji Wuchen and the others have been driven by the convoy towards the depths of the Sahara Desert, all the way to the direction of the Eye of the Sahara. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Sitting on the off-road vehicle, feeling the bumps along the way in the desert, Ji Wuchen would also think about the true purpose of this team coming to this desert from time to time.

And the reason why Ji Wuchen was willing to move forward with them was because he and Xi Hongyang had accidentally found a map in Lin Qingshan's room in addition to the photo.

And the route contained in the map, after Ji Wuchen carefully compared it with the entire Sahara map, finally found that the route was in the direction of the Eye of the Sahara, but it stopped abruptly somewhere.

However, what puzzled Ji Wuchen was that he had searched for a lot of information, but he had never found the place and characteristics of the people in that photo.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and the Sahara Desert can be extremely hot during the day, and you may even have to wear some headscarves when walking outside to protect yourself from sunburn.

Fortunately, the night temperature in the Sahara Desert is very low, with a huge temperature difference between morning and evening, but the starry sky is also very beautiful.

Ji Wuchen slept in the tent set up next to the car with a blanket, tossing and turning and some couldn't sleep, and at the same time, Ji Wuchen's slightly obese figure next to him and his loud snoring from time to time also made him feel a little helpless.

So, after a period of distraction and something really happened in his heart, Ji Wuchen couldn't help but pick up a thick piece of clothing from under Jiang Shixue next to him, draped it on his body, and walked out of the tent.

He stood outside the tent, wearing a thick layer on his body, but he still felt a chill in the middle of the Saharan night.

"The Sahara Desert is one of the driest and hottest regions in the world, with an average annual rainfall of less than 100 millimetres."

"In some places, there is not a drop of rain even within a year, and sometimes there are dark clouds in the desert sky, and when it rains, not a drop of rain falls to the ground, and it evaporates in mid-air."

"The temperature in the Sahara Desert in summer is even higher, with an extreme maximum temperature of 58°C recorded here, and the surface temperature can reach 70°C~80°C during the day, and eggs buried in the sand will be baked. Sand and stone absorb heat quickly and dissipate heat quickly. At night, the desert temperature will drop sharply by 30°C~40°C, and in winter, the night temperature can drop to close to 0°C."

"So naturally you'll feel cold......"

A slightly cold woman's voice sounded from behind, making Ji Wuchen stunned, he turned around, only to see behind him, in front of the fire between the tents, there was a woman in thick clothes sitting in front of him, fiddling with the fire in front of him from time to time.

"Just sit here when it's cold!!"

Another voice came from the direction of the woman sitting with her back to him in front of him, Ji Wuchen was stunned, and after taking a serious look around, and making sure that no one else was around, he decided that what she said was herself, and those words were also said to herself.

Touching his face in embarrassment, he slowly walked over, sat down beside the woman, and put his hand in front of the fire in front of him from time to time to keep warm and resist the cold of the Saharan night.

Ji Wuchen followed the fire in front of him and began to take a serious look at the woman sitting in front of him, and it was at this time that he saw this mysterious woman who he had never seen that day and rarely appeared in the convoy later.

I saw that the woman in front of me had a typical Asian face, and the somewhat ruddy face reflected by the firelight was not very beautiful, but it was still very attractive, and she looked extremely young.

She was wearing a thick military coat, which was very warm, which also made Ji Wuchen look at her twice, and guessed the true identity of the other party.

"Did you say that?"

Ji Wuchen looked at the woman's flushed side face in the firelight, and said cautiously.

"That's what I said, what's the problem?"

When the woman heard this, she didn't even look at him, but her expression was indifferent, and she replied without the slightest temperature, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......"

Seeing this, Ji Wuchen felt a little embarrassed, and smiled bitterly.

And after that, for a while, the two of them also fell into silence, and the atmosphere seemed to be a little frozen, only the occasional chirping in the desert under the starry sky and the occasional snoring in the tent echoed under the night sky.

Ji Wuchen saw that the other party didn't want to talk, so naturally he didn't want to find himself bored, so he had to pick up a few branches from the side and pull them boringly in the fire.

"By the way, that, I don't seem to know your name for so many days......"

Then, after a moment, as if thinking of something, he raised his head again, stared at the woman's expressionless face, and asked with some confusion.

"Didn't the fat man tell you?"

The woman said without raising her head, and her words were very direct, without the slightest tact.

"Forehead ......"

Ji Wuchen was stunned, and only reacted for a moment, the fat man he said should refer to Jiang Shishi, who is sleeping in the tent at the moment, snoring and snoring, and is said to be a writer.

After being reminded by the other party, he also tried to think about it, and it seemed that he was vague and did seem to have heard the fat man say it, but he seemed to be thinking about something at the time, and he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Fang Mulin."

Just when Ji Wuchen was in a daze, a voice pulled his whole person back to reality.

"Forehead ......"

"Good name ......"

Ji Wuchen scratched his head and couldn't help but say.

"Thank you......"

is still such a cold response, just like a routine response, so that Ji Wuchen can't help but feel a little helpless when he sees this.

After a long period of embarrassment, Ji Wuchen smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head helplessly.

After feeling a real wave of sleepiness coming, after saying hello to Fang Mulin, he stood up from the fire and tightened the clothes on his body.

Then he looked up at the sky again, and felt that it was not early, so he prepared to go back to the tent and prepare for bed.

"What's your name...... girl"

"Ji Wuchen ......"

"Hmmm......"

Ji Wuchen replied, because he was really a little sleepy, he went directly into the tent, in the fog, he seemed to faintly feel that Fang Mulin was saying something later, but he didn't hear it too clearly......

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When Ji Wuchen groped through the darkness and entered the tent, and fell asleep, he even seemed to be faintly hearing Ji Wuchen's snoring, accompanied by Jiang Shishi's snoring.

Fang Mulin, who was wearing a military coat, sat in front of the fire for a long time, and the firelight reflected her face and lost her mind for a while.

She remained silent, her black hair tied behind her and covered her face.

Staring at the fire in front of him, pursing his lips slightly, Fang Mulin's eyes were a little complicated and confused.

Eventually, as if she had made up her mind, she stood up violently and threw the contents of her arms into the raging fire, making a snapping sound.

Standing in front of the fire, her gaze finally had a little dark......