Chapter 118: Feng Shui

However, the master was not angry, he sighed, and continued: "Alas! Actually, it's very similar, but you can't see it, whether it's a dragon or a snake, it's very beautiful before, if it wasn't destroyed, its dragon head should be there. Master's man pointed to the sand ditch, and then said, "Sand."

Zigou should be a round lake hundreds of years ago, shaped like the moon, originally the dragon wanted to swallow the moon, wanted to soar into the sky, but somehow it was eclipsed by the moon, the dragon was in the desert, so the lack of water and died, the dragon was not willing to die, so he incarnated into the dragon vein, tightly entangled with the moon, just to avenge the swallow, but the moon is yin, the dragon is yang, the moon has

The underground dark river helped, but the dragon was trapped by drought, so it was fiercer than the dragon, and over time, the dragon veins gradually declined, lying on the ground and wanted to turn into a snake, but before the transformation was successful, it suffered a catastrophe, and was cut into two, helplessly wanted to turn into earthworms, but there was a lack of water and little tide, so in the end, they became like this. ”

"What about Feng Shui?"

"It's not good, it's not bad, it's just a lot of strife and infighting, you look at the crescent moon, although there is still a residual trend, but it is obviously much smaller, and it won't take a few years, and the sand ditch will completely become a sand ditch." The master shook his head and said regretfully.

I look at this master's knowledge, and the grandfather really has a fight, but I don't know how to do it, if he really wants to know a little about feng shui, then what do the bustards want to do.

"Quick, don't be stunned, see what they're going to do." Lin Zi said to me nervously.

I saw that a few people had already climbed the sand bar, and the flashlights were constantly shaking around, so I leaned down and said to Lin Zi, "Damn, they're looking for us, if it's dawn, we can't hide, what should we do?" ”

"Don't worry, wait." Lin Zi said.

After more than ten minutes, the group of people shouted: "There is no outside", "There is no inside", "******, there is no here" and other noisy shouts.

I saw a person who was about to come to the end of the first sand bar, if he continued to walk two more steps, he would definitely find our footprints, my heart was immediately suspended, but at this moment, a person shouted in a long voice: "Hey, all come back~ The boss said no, all come back~ all come back~"

This man is also a makeshift worker, he wraps his collar and walks to the exit without looking back.

When they were assembled, they went out without hesitation.

I motioned to Lin Zi to hurry up, but who knew that Lin Zi grabbed me and said to me, "If you follow now, they will still find out, wait a minute, go, find a leeward place to sleep." ”

"Ahh Sleep...... Go to bed? ”

"Yes, don't you still want to grab that cigarette stick, how can you have the strength to grab it if you don't sleep enough." After saying this, Lin Zi strode to the bottom of the sand bar.

The night before dawn was the darkest, and the desert was even darker, because it was downwind, so the footsteps of the bustards were very clear, and the rustling sound gradually faded away.

More than an hour later, the morning sun slowly rose, Lin Zi opened his sleepy eyes, and snorted again, only then did he slowly clean up his things, my angry eyes were about to burst into flames, but it was hard to say anything.

When everything in the forest is finished, and a long time has passed, I want to slow down for a while, the daylilies are cold, who knows that the forest seems to see my thoughts, he said to me: "You are so anxious sooner or later you have to do bad things, sometimes, waiting, it is also a way, go, they must have discovered our tricks,

I guess they won't chase us anymore, we're safe, and now it's safe to catch up. ”

There is nothing to pack, we are like the bustard, try to take away everything we can, the most important thing is the two pistols, one for me and Lin Zi, one for each of us, full of bullets and hung on our waists.

The yellow sand was still a little dazzling in the sun, and the speckled gold grains left the footprints of people and camels, they walked very fast, and there was no rest on the road, and we could see from the footprints that one of these people needed to be supported, this person should be very old, and he came to Tengger to be one of them

It's not a small test, I'm wondering if this person will be the master.

We followed the trails left by the bustards in the sand until it was dark, and then we found them by a small oasis, where they had set up camp and seemed to be preparing to spend the night, and we made a simple hammock in a tree not far from them, and wrapped it in a thick layer, and prepared to watch them here.

It was dark and we hid in the trees, so they didn't notice us, and we kept stealing the cigarette sticks.

As soon as the morning dawned, they continued to repeat the events of yesterday, except for the occasional visible ruins, it was really boring and boring along the way, so we followed for three days, and on the fourth day we came to the end of the ancient road, and further on it was the barren sand that no one had set foot on, and I heard that there would be nothing in it, including plants and water.

That's when things took a turn for the better.

That night, at about two o'clock, we suddenly heard the sound of "Peng", and Lin Zi jumped up and said to me: "Dynamite, it's dynamite, let's go and see ......."

When we arrived at their camp, we found their men in disarray, their searchlights firing back and forth like machine guns, and the torches being lit one after another, as if they were guarding against something in the darkness.

"What happened?" I asked Linzi.

"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly, damn it, you said this is good, what the hell is wrong?" Lin Zi frowned.

I saw that all their men had come out of their tents for you, and they were rushing to the north, and I was glad that their tents must be empty now, and that there was no chance to be lost.

Through the observation of the past few days, I found that the old bustard did not carry the cigarette stick, he was a smoker when he was addicted to smoking, usually put it in a close-fitting cloth bag, and now it is a big mess, I did not see the cloth bag on him, I guess it is very likely that it was carelessly put in the tent.

The two of us felt the darkness, found the bustard's tent, unzipped it and got in, and there I saw the big cigarette stick that I had been thinking about for a long time, I didn't expect the bustard to value him so much, and even used a piece of hollowed-out bamboo to hold it.

As soon as the cigarette stick arrived, I took it and wanted to leave, but at this moment, a curse suddenly sounded outside the tent: "Damn, Lao Tzu caught it and flayed him alive, mother, dare to steal my things." ”