Tonight we didn't have a tent, and I kept thinking of the strange scene of the nine-headed eagle being killed by me, and when I was looking for supplies, I didn't find the nine-headed eagle I killed, maybe buried in the sand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Looking at the sleeping He Xiaoman, I really feel very guilty, there are too many dangers in this desert, you have to be very careful in everything, I actually shot the nine-headed eagle because of anger, I think this tornado must have been caused by me hitting the nine-headed eagle.

I closed my eyes, only by raising my spirit can I take them out of the only way and find Zhao Wen and them, I don't know if they will give up this expedition, or if they will continue to walk, all this will only be said after tomorrow.

A dazzling burst of sunlight opened my eyes, the sky was already bright, the sun had risen in mid-air, I looked at the watch in my hand, it was already nine o'clock in the morning of September 17th. I looked at He Xiaoman, Wan Shaofei, Zhou Qing and Yu Xiaojiang next to me, they were all still asleep.

Looking at the occasional look of horror on He Xiaoman's face, I knew that she must be having a bad dream, looking at He Xiaoman's long eyelashes trembling, I felt that I was more distressed, I really wanted to share all the pain for her, in my heart she was the only woman in my life, and I was willing to do anything for her.

I sat next to He Xiaoman and looked at her all the time, I really hope that I can accompany her for the rest of my life and be with her forever, at this time He Xiaoman next to me moved, and slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes that were still a little red and swollen looked at me who was distracted.

"Ah, you're awake." Seeing He Xiaoman staring at me, I was a little panicked, maybe my voice was too loud at this time, and the remaining few were also woken up, and everyone rubbed their eyes and looked at me.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked them all.

He Xiaoman nodded to me, I saw that they were all in a lot of energy, so I hurriedly went to fetch some water, everyone was full of sand grains on their bodies and hair, and they had to be groomed well. I used plastic sheeting to give He Xiaoman a small bathroom, so that he could wash it properly.

After everyone freshened up, it was already noon, and the sun was once again scorching this desert with nothing, and after eating some things, we decided to continue on the road, because we had to find Zhao Wen.

In order not to make it too difficult for them to walk, we freed up two camels to carry the people, and the four of them could take turns resting, while I pulled the camels in front of me and followed the instructions of the tracker.

Originally, a team of nine people came here lively, but now there are only five of us left, it seems so deserted, everyone's face has lost the enthusiasm it once had, and everyone looks depressed.

In fact, according to their original plan, we are only halfway through the journey now, and I don't know if we can reach the final destination, the ruins of the ancient city of Loulan. Originally, what dried corpses and wolves encountered in the ghost forest could still see the dangers and enemies, but entering this sea of death sand, there were too many incredible things that I couldn't see the danger around me, and I couldn't find any enemies, except for the endless yellow sand.

This unknown danger fills me with fear and uneasiness, the sea of death sand, is this the reason why the so-called death sand sea is terrifying, it is full of danger all the time around you, but you are missing and cannot see it, as if a ghost lurks around everyone.

We didn't encounter anything strange on this day, after this day of walking and resting, they were much better, and we rested again, but there was still more than a day to go from those two points.

At night, everyone sat together, and everyone rarely spoke, in fact, since listening to the story of the onmyoji Nomura Matsu told by Gao Tianhai, I have always been a little unable to see through Gao Tianhai, his appearance does not look like a Mongolian at all.

The moon hung high, sparse stars filled the night sky, and occasionally a slippery meteor flashed by with a long tail. The five of us sat under the silent night sky and watched the stars, wondering what was going on in our minds.

"How much do you know about Gao Tianhai?" My words broke the silence of everyone. Because it feels like we're being watched all the time now, a terrible thought came to me when I think of the story of the Onmyoji in Gao Tianhai.

"Uncle Gao is a very good person, he was hired by Mr. Wang two years ago as an assistant, and he really wants to know a lot about history, so Mr. Wang also values him. He came to Peking University in the second year after we went to Peking University, and now his life and death are unknown, and we are all involved in him. He Xiaoman said and looked sad again.

"Do you know who else is in his house?" I want to know more about Gao Tianhai so that I can determine my thoughts.

"I've heard Uncle Gao say before that he once went to Japan to study, as if he had a wife, a son and a daughter." Wan Shaofei said to me.

"And where are his wife and children now?" I immediately asked.

Wan Shaofei touched his head and said: "Well, I don't know, it should be in my hometown, he once said that he came to be Mr. Wang's assistant just to make more money and make his wife and children live better." ”

After listening to Wan Shaofei's words, a trace of doubt appeared in my heart, could it be that I was thinking too much.

"Does he have any other habits?" I asked again.

"Uncle Gao, I like cherry blossoms very much, there are a lot of ancient paintings of cherry blossoms in his dormitory, once we asked him why he likes cherry blossoms so much as a big man, Uncle Gao said that because he thought cherry blossoms were beautiful when he was studying in Japan, he liked cherry blossoms very much." Yu Xiaojiang looked at me and said.

"Does he do some acrobatics, like magic?" I think it's better to be sure of what I think, and judging from the fact that he likes cherry blossoms, it may be a little similar to my judgment.

"I don't know about this, but Uncle Gao has been collecting some books on ancient mythology, and once I saw it, he said that it was collected for his children, because his children love mythological stories." He Xiaoman said to me.

Could it be that Gao Tianhai is Nomura Matsu, could it be that the purpose of his coming to China is to resurrect his wife and children, and now our situation is all planned by him? What exactly is he going to do? This terrible thought came to my mind, and the horror of Japan's first onmyoji was perhaps more terrifying than anything else.