There was an exit on each side of the hall, and we had a few camels lying on either side to help us withstand the cold wind, and we could also light two fires at the exits on both sides, so that the camels could also be warmed. These camels are very important to us right now, and their safety directly determines the success of our operation, so we must take care of them as much as possible.

However, the name of this desert ship is really not in vain, and in such a harsh environment, a few camels are still calm. After the fires on both sides of the hall were lit, they seemed to feel comfortable, and moved slightly to this side, burying their heads in the ground.

Sometimes I feel that these animals are more reliable than people. They are simple, tenacious, and faithful.

We sat around the campfire, boiled some hot water, and took out what we had eaten, and roasted it on the fire before eating it. Dawut took some powder out of his bag and poured some into the quilt for each person.

Dawut tells us that this is an herb that wards off evil spirits and colds, and drinking some of it can prevent colds.

I drank a little of the water suspiciously, and immediately felt a warmth in my stomach. The warmth grew stronger and stronger, and it began to spread to the surface of my body, and after a few moments, I felt a layer of sweat on my body. The whole person immediately felt much more comfortable, and the feeling of freezing all over the body just now disappeared.

I looked at Dawut with some surprise, "Uncle, this thing works very well, I sweat after drinking this, and I feel much more comfortable!" ”

Dawuti nodded, "That's for sure, the white-haired wind is very cold, and if you are not careful, you will be frostbitten, drink this to force the cold out, and you will be fine." ”

We cleaned up the food, Wenmo picked up a blanket, found a place in it, and lay down with his clothes closed, it seemed that he was going to sleep. Since entering the desert, I don't think Wenmo has been talking much, but thinking about it, he doesn't seem to have talked much.

The others didn't want to sleep yet, so everyone sat around the fire. Shi Tao opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Dawuti, how long will this white-haired wind blow?" ”

Dawuti thought for a while, "Well, it's hard to say, it's more than half a day, more than two or three days, and some depend on Allah's arrangement." ”

"Two or three days?!" No, I've been trapped in this place for so long, and I'm suffocating!

Dawut smiled, "Don't worry too much, it's rare for two or three days." I used to hear the elders say that if the white-haired wind came in a hurry, then it would also go in a hurry. If it comes slowly, it goes slowly. I guess this one we're going to meet tomorrow morning. ”

"Early tomorrow morning? That's pretty much it. Hearing Dawut say this, we were relieved.

I was suddenly a little curious, "Uncle Dawut, what do you say is going on with this white-haired wind, why did you say that you came here?" ”

Dawut nodded with a serious expression, "Speaking of this white-haired wind, it is actually not unusual, in the grassland, in the pasture, in the Gobi, there will be this kind of white-haired wind, but only the white-haired wind on the desert is the most terrifying." The reason why I say this is because the white-haired wind on the desert is not only cold, but what is even more terrifying," Dawut suddenly lowered his voice, "Legend has it that there is something in this white-haired wind!" ”

Hearing Dawut say this, we were stunned, "Something? What's the matter? ”

Dawut looked out warily, leaned closer to us, and said, "That thing is called Lemore. ”

Dawuti's nervous behavior made us very nervous, Kong Xue hurriedly leaned towards me, and I subconsciously lowered my voice and asked, "What is Lemo called?" ”

Dawut said: "Lemo is the result of countless souls who have died in the desert for countless years, and as soon as the white-haired wind blows, these Lemore will appear and wander around in the white-haired wind. They are shadowy but invisible. If you feel something fluttering around you in the white-haired wind, then you must move forward quickly and never look back, because if you look back, you will see ....."

Our appetite has been whetted by him, and Shi Tao hurriedly asked, "What will we see?" ”

Dawut said slowly: "You will see your dead self! ”

I was slightly stunned, and then said, "Uncle Dawut, what you said is not true, you must be making up a story to deceive us!" ”

Dawut waved his hand repeatedly, "Hey, this is not a story! It's true! ”

I smiled and asked, "Then you have been in and out of the desert for decades, and I'm afraid you've seen a lot of white-haired winds, so have you ever been exposed to this kind of Lemo?" ”

"How is that possible!" Dawut shook his hand, "If I had come into contact with Lemo, I would still be able to sit here and tell you this, if I had come into contact with Lemo, I would have died a long time ago!" ”

I smiled, "Uncle, you haven't really seen it before!" You're hearsay! ”

Dawut saw that we didn't believe him, and was a little anxious, "Although I haven't seen it, someone has seen it." ”

"Has anyone seen it? Who is it? ”

Dawut looked at us, "You know this man, he is Sadiq!" ”

"Sadiq?" We were taken by surprise. "You mean Boss Sa? Has he seen Lemore? So why is he still alive? ”

"Sadiq didn't see Lemo directly, but through his other eyes," Dawut said. ”

"Another pair of eyes?" We were all taken aback.

Dawut raised his hand and made a camera pose, "It's through this!" Then Dawut told me about the time Sadiq saw Lemore.

It was a few years ago in the winter, and Sadiq received a few tourists, who still didn't find it interesting after visiting the attractions everywhere, so they planned to go into the desert to have a look.

Since these tourists are really local tyrants, Sadiq not only accompanied the whole process to take pictures, but also found Dawut to guide those people and take them around the outskirts of the desert.

Dawut thought that it was just the outskirts of the desert, and there was no danger, so he nodded in agreement. But I didn't expect those tourists to be very willful, and they didn't dissuade Sadiq and Gu Dawuti at all, and they did their own thing. Sadiq and Dawut had a bad seizure, so they had to continue to accompany them. Before they knew it, they were in a deeper part of the desert.

At this time, Dawut noticed that it was not right, and hurriedly told the people to return as soon as possible. But the situation was the same as ours this time, Dawut noticed that something was wrong, but the others couldn't see it, so the tourists thought it was a lie that Dawut wanted to end the tour early. So they didn't believe it at all.

In the end, in the process of stalemate between the two sides, Bai Maofeng really came. Although the white-haired wind was not as strong as the wind we experienced this time, it was not much different.

At the beginning, they could still endure the initial cold of the white-haired wind, and to be honest, aside from the extreme cold, the frost flowers brought by the white-haired wind, coupled with the rolling yellow sand, this scene was actually quite spectacular!

So these tourists would come down from time to time and ask Sadiq to take some pictures of them in strange poses. But as the white-haired wind strengthened, the temperature began to drop sharply, and these tourists who had suffered this kind of sin soon cried and howled.

Fortunately, they didn't go too far into the desert, and the group tried their best to hurry slowly, and finally ran back to Sadiq's shop. finally returned safely without danger, and the eldest family breathed a sigh of relief. While several tourists stayed in their rooms to rest, Sadiq began to sort through the photos he had taken.

But the matter did not end there, and two people began to have a high fever in the evening of the same day, and their body temperature once exceeded 40 degrees. He was immediately taken to the hospital by Sadiq and Dawut.

In the hospital, Dawut was worried about the two tourists with high fevers, and if something happened to them, Sadiq and himself would probably have something to do with it.

However, Sadiq did not seem nervous about the two tourists with high fevers, but he paid more attention to one of the middle-aged men among the tourists, and would stare at him from time to time.

Dawut didn't understand what Sadiq meant, so he asked, "What are you always staring at that person, aren't you worried about those two sick tourists?" ”

Sadiq shook his head slightly, "I think those two patients with fever must be fine, but this person makes me more worried?" ”

Dawuti was confused for a moment, not understanding what Sadiq meant by this, "Why do you say that?" ”

Sadiq pulled out a photograph of the tourists when the white-haired wind was just blowing. Among them was this middle-aged man, and Dawuti took a closer look and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. His eyes looked straight at the photo, and his body froze, "This, how can there be, this!" ”

It turned out that in the photo, the middle-aged man was striking a triumphant pose in the snowstorm, and behind him, there was a faint white figure, and a miserable white face loomed in his ears. Dawut and Sadiq were both children who grew up on the edge of the desert, and they had all heard of these things, so they immediately guessed that the white shadow behind this middle-aged man should be the legendary Lemore!

Despite their thoughts, no one has ever dealt with this so-called Lemore, so what exactly the specific situation is, no one knows. Legend has it that if he was touched by Lemo in the white-haired wind, he would die, and this middle-aged man looked very strong and in good spirits, and he didn't look like he was about to fall down at all!

Sadiq and Dawut had no other way but to pay attention to this person's situation at any time, and sure enough, in less than the middle of the night, Sadiq suddenly received a phone call that this middle-aged man had sudden emphysema. When people took him to the hospital, it didn't take two hours for him to turn to respiratory failure, and he soon died!

Sadiq was afraid of a cold sweat, if Lemo chose himself at the beginning, then the person lying in the morgue now is him Sadiq!