The only thing that amazes me about this place is that all the houses are clean and clean, without the slightest bit of garbage for modern food, and it seems that they are exploring this desert while still not forgetting to protect nature, which not only impresses me.

I went in with the woods, and there was a cat in one of the houses, and the light rain outside had stopped, and the temperature was slowly decreasing, I don't know if it was an illusion, I felt that the temperature here was already low and abnormal, and I didn't know when it would start, and it began to snow lightly, which made me and the forest shiver.

Half an hour later, the bare clearing of the village was covered with a thin layer of snow, and I looked at the part where the snow met the yellow sand, and suddenly I realized how this was so similar to the scene in that photo.

I reached out to get the photo in my pocket, but suddenly found that my arm had become stiff at this moment, no matter how I bent it, I couldn't bend it, and at this time, a lot of messy voices sounded in my ears: "Alas, look and see, this kid is awake." ”

I opened my heavy eyelids and saw that this was not the dilapidated house anymore, but that the place where I was lying was a tent in which stood the wanderer who was following us at the train station.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked, rubbing my still-aching head.

"It's okay, it's just that you've been poisoned...... and another person next to him interjected: "If you hadn't touched us, you would have dried up a long time ago." ”

"Hahaha......" A hearty laugh came from outside, and a few big men came in the tent, and Lin Zi was also awakened by laughter, he shook his head that was still groggy, and soon understood what was going on, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and one of them toasted, and asked what place it was while smoking.

We had been sleeping for two or three hours, and one of them asked me if we had eaten cactus fruit to become like this, and I didn't know until now that there were no cacti there.

The so-called cactus is just the aroma of the ghost head flower, what we eat in our mouths is actually the yellow flower on its rhizome, after eating, the symptoms of poisoning are first stomach pain, and then the poisonous gas starts from the five organs, constantly travels around the body, and finally anesthetizes the nerves to the brain, causing physical discomfort and hallucinations.

As soon as they saw the two of us, they knew that the two of us were tempted by the ghost flower, but they didn't think they couldn't see it, because this situation can be seen everywhere in Tengger, everyone will try to save each other after seeing it, and they won't stand by at all.

It wasn't until then that I realized that the camel prints we were following were actually made by the camel's hooves when it walked in front, and we were lying on the camel's back, so we saw the camel prints that stretched all the way.

To be honest, what really puzzled me was this, because what had just happened was so real, so real that I couldn't tell where it was reality and where it was a dream, and I didn't expect that we would come to Shazigou so soon between the real and the illusory.

The smoke spit out by these people is very choking, I am in someone's house, and I am embarrassed to say it, so I am ready to go outside for a walk, just beside me, I suddenly saw a person, this person is different from others, he took Lin Zijing's foreign cigarettes, habitually paused twice, and then unhurriedly took out a thing from the bamboo tube on his waist, this thing I am familiar with, it turned out to be a big cigarette stick of a cigarette pouch pot.

As soon as this thing was pulled out, Lin Zi's eyes jumped, but he immediately looked away, as if he hadn't seen it, I also snorted, and took advantage of the situation to go out of the tent, and when I came to the door, I peeked at it, it was the cigarette pouch and pot.

I came outside the tent, and I had a lot of thoughts in my heart, my uncle had been here, and the cigarette bag and pot had also been here, and these two people had traveled thousands of miles to come to this place where birds don't.

I have always regarded the cigarette stick as the cigarette pouch and pot of life, and now I have lost the cigarette stick, thinking about it, I think about the scene of the two of them in the desert in my mind, I feel that this is definitely not accidental, I have heard the little uncle say before, this cigarette stick has been with the cigarette pouch and pot for too long, has produced spirituality, I am wondering, is everything I see in my eyes, is this cigarette stick?

Or is there really a Tengger in the dark?

Five or six minutes later, I estimated that their cigarettes should be finished, and I was about to call Lin Zi out to discuss countermeasures, but as soon as I turned around, I suddenly saw that there was a graffiti portrait not far from me, the portrait was drawn on the tent, and the pen marks were very clear, although some places had been faded by the sun, but I could still see its shape at a glance, it was the stone monkey.

I walked over, wondering if it could be a signal that my uncle had deliberately left for me, because this is the only thing that can attract my attention.

Before I could approach the tent, I felt a foul smell in my nose, like a dead fish had been left for too long, and I covered my mouth and nose and lifted the curtain in the tent.

As soon as the cloth was lifted, I squatted down and couldn't help retching, because the tent was really full of dead fish, these fish couldn't stand the scorching sun, and even the fish oil was dried, these pearl-like fish oil were dripping on the ground, some dead fish lacked scales and skin, and some dead fish had few heads and tails, as if someone had taken a big bite and then threw them on the ground.

Next to the fish pile, there were patches of vomit, and even the yellow sand had been polluted to black, and I saw something in a corner of the tent, a green cloth shirt.

I picked it up, and found that it was strikingly similar to the one in the photo, both in appearance and in the torn opening, so it seems that the cigarette pouch and pot must have lived here for a long time, so I put the green cloth shirt back in its original position and gently retreated.

I was thinking, the distance between the two tents is so close, there must be a cat.

I quietly returned to the original tent, those people saw me come back, there was a ride and I chatted with the day, I picked a more honest look, found a conversation and asked him: "Brother, ask you something, you look at the boss's cigarette pouch and pot, so good-looking, where did you get it." ”