Early in the morning, the six of them had already gotten up. I heard a noise outside the house, and woke up, realizing that I was the last to wake up, and I couldn't help but feel a little blush, my father was like that, and I could still sleep so soundly.

Taking advantage of the time for breakfast, the housekeeper took a group of servants and walked out of the court. In each hand, the servants carried a large backpack, and on each shoulder bag was a piece of white paper with the person holding the bag written on it. Then two jeeps drove in, and the servants opened the back of the cars and began to stuff the supplies into their bags.

The old man finished breakfast first, but he didn't eat anything, just a bowl of milk and a few slices of bread, and walked out of the court. When the housekeeper saw that the old man was coming, he immediately took out a black pistol from his pocket, and the old man took it, put it in his hand and observed it carefully, and then picked up the shoulder bag with his name on the ground and walked to the side of the room.

The monkeys, the little K, the big guys and the others also began to eat, and they all walked out of the courtroom, each picking up the backpack with his name on the ground, and I stood in front of the car and looked around, but I didn't see my backpack, nor did I see the camel's. At this time, the camel came from the side, I don't know when there were two more white suitcases in my hand, handed one to me, I took it, and the hand fell down violently, and immediately used the force, secretly frightened Although the box is not big, but the contents are very heavy, and I also admire the strength of the camel.

I followed the monkeys and the others to the side of the hut, and as I approached the door, I heard an explosion, which sounded like a gunshot. When you walk into the hut, there is a secret passage below, and when you walk in and take a look, you will know that you are listening to it. There were rows of guns hanging from the walls, and there were several AK47s.

As soon as the big guy saw the gun, his eyes began to glow, and I later learned that this big man was a special soldier who was about to retire from the army, and by chance, he was dug up by his uncle with a lot of money, and he didn't have any scheming, and he spoke even more straightforwardly.

Monkeys, little K, and even camels all went up to the wall on one side to get their guns, and the whole secret room was full of banging and banging, and there was the sound of trying guns. My uncle handed me a pistol, and his eyes motioned for me to try it, because I had tried it since I was a child, and knew how to use it, and I didn't feel strange, and I felt a little excited when I took the pistol.

Except for the big guy, who took three AK47s, the rest of the men each carried two or three pistols. And I picked two light pistols.

After that, everyone began to check the contents of their backpacks again, and at this time, I was also very curious to open the white box, and saw that it contained a sledgehammer, a telescopic ladder, medicines, bullets, spare batteries, flashlights, and so on. On the other hand, the rest of the people's belongings were mostly some food and drinking water, and my camel's and I were more miscellaneous.

After checking that everything was correct, my uncle, me, Zhang Yu, and the big man set off first in a jeep. The monkey, the little K, and the camel followed closely behind in another jeep.

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On the third day, near evening, our group arrived in Xinjiang and drove to the Taklamakan Desert in the direction indicated by Zhang Yu. Since the gas was not very sufficient, and it was already dark, the uncle ordered to stop here for a night, refill the gasoline, and find a guide by the way.

On the edge of the Taklamakan Desert, there is a village called Kama Village.

These people seemed to know very well what we were here for, and one middle-aged man offered to be our guide before we could speak, provided that we were paid thirty yuan a day. The old man readily agreed, saving a lot of trouble, and asked the guide about the place to live and where to have enough gas.

At midnight, there was a strong wind, and looking through the window, there was no one on the road, and it was as quiet as **. I lay on the bed tossing and turning, the big guy and the monkey and the others had already fallen asleep, especially the big guy's snoring was very harsh, which made me even more upset. I just looked at the dim beams, and I didn't know when I was asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I had a headache, presumably because I didn't sleep well last night. On the other hand, the rest of the people looked much better than themselves. After breakfast, my uncle restocked some water bags and gasoline in case of backup.

Since the guide repeatedly explained that the front was not suitable for cars, the uncle put two jeeps on the edge of the desert.

Zhang Yu didn't know when he had an extra map in his hand, which was a worn-out sketch drawn on coarse cloth. There are some paths densely drawn on it, and some handwriting is marked on both sides of the path, which is all in English, which has to be a little surprising. Zhang Yu frowned, pointed to one of the paths on the map, and explained to the guide that the place he was walking was a depression and that there should be a little vegetation.

The guide seemed to understand, and nodded violently. Gradually, however, it became clear that the guide seemed to be in the wrong direction. The old man on the side frowned and gave a look to the big man. The big man understood, and immediately took out the AK47 from his backpack, held it in his hand, and walked quietly behind the guide.

At this time, the whole sky began to turn yellow, and several waves of wind and sand began to hit from the front. Our group hurriedly found a pit to hide, and the guide had a white coat on his body, and his whole body was covered, and he rushed towards the wind and sand.

The wind and sand lasted for nearly an hour, and the clothes that covered our bodies were covered with heavy wind and sand, and it was a little warm.

At this time, the guide was long gone, and several of us looked at each other, and everyone was fine. The old uncle gave a look to the big man and Lu Yu, the two of them understood, the two walked behind, each holding a pistol, one left and one right, and the old uncle walked in front with the map.

The desert on the edge of the vast expanse is very far away. Just as I was feeling exhausted, there was a light in front of me, and I was ecstatic to see a city looming in front of me. The people in the ancient city walked in twos and threes, and from time to time there were a few people smiling at us, but the uncle and others did not move, I wanted to step forward, and was immediately stopped by the uncle, "This is the shadow city, also known as the ghost town." It's hard to get out if you go in, Xiao Ke, don't be reckless, let's take a detour."

The uncle's words were very majestic, and no one refuted them. The scorching sun was shining, and I was a little tired from the sun, my uncle motioned for us to rest first, and I took Zhang Yu's water and poured it into my mouth, and suddenly felt that my whole body was cool.

The big guy on the side suddenly exclaimed, and picked up the AK47 on the ground and shot it at the back, a few of us hurriedly stood up, and saw a white shadow flashing, and the big man wanted to chase, and the uncle immediately stopped and signaled everyone to be careful, this guide wants to eat black.

We didn't rest for long, the guide was very smart, standing in the distance, just out of range, there was an extra flute in his hand, and his dark face looked at us very excitedly, and then leaned his mouth on the flute, and the flute began to sound.

At first we didn't know what the guide was trying to do, but gradually we noticed that the sand under our feet began to loosen, and centipedes began to emerge from the ground and run towards us from all directions, at least four or five hundred. I've seen this centipede in a book, and it's the most venomous centipede.

The guide's behavior seemed to infuriate the old man, who picked up his pistol, shouted at the big man, jumped out of the way, and then chased after the guide.

A few of us also followed behind when we saw this, although I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, but it was the first time in this kind of hot and heavy suitcase. The whole shirt was wet, and the whole head was a little dizzy.

The bad thing is that at this moment, the wind and sand hit again, but it was even bigger than the last time, and my vision suddenly became blurred, and the whole person

It seemed to be blown up by the wind, and the wind and sand were covered in my ears and mouth. Faced with this, I couldn't take much care of it, so I hurriedly put the box on the ground, and my whole body was half lying on the ground, the box was facing the wind and sand, resisting the invasion of my head, and then I took off my coat and covered my head.

I don't know how long it has been, but the surrounding area has gradually fallen silent. I took off the coat over my head and looked around, it was already evening, and I felt my mouth dry and wanted to drink water, only to find that I was only responsible for carrying a toolbox, and there was no water or food.

A hint of hustle of death came over me, and I realized that I had to find my uncle before I could lose my strength.

By the light of the moon, I began to choose a direction, carrying the heavy box in my hand.

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