The climate of the desert is marked by two extremes during the day and at night, with the day being hot and the night being cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

We found a few dead poplar trees, set up camp next to them, and pitched our tents.

There were two tents, one for men and one for women, and they were not separated into small pairs.

The camels were placed next to the tents and tied together.

According to the guide, at the pace we were moving forward, it would take about four to five days to leave the desert.

That is, it is possible to spend three or four nights in the desert.

After the tent was set up, everyone gathered together, lit a fire with the gasoline they had brought with them, boiled a thick pot of porridge, took out some pickles, and ate it with the porridge.

There was even a little wine prepared, and one person poured a small sip.

These guys, sure enough, are here for a tour, and they are so well prepared that I am amazed.

The locust tree spirit doesn't eat human food, so I unceremoniously sent her share to my mouth, and I ate the fruit every day for the past few days, but it killed me.

In order to prevent others from seeing me snatching the food of the "poor young lady", we also deliberately left the tent and hid behind the poplar tree.

I was eating happily, but the locust tree spirit leaned against the poplar tree, frowning, as if thinking about something.

"What's the matter?" I thought she was a little unaccustomed to living with humans, "Don't you like to walk with them?" Or is that the boy surnamed Wang is harassing you too much?"

The young man surnamed Wang obviously valued the locust tree spirit very much, and kept coming over to talk to her, screaming at a beautiful sister, trying to persuade her to become an Internet celebrity.

I'm worried that kid has provoked the locust tree spirit, she is a thousand-year-old tree spirit, if there is really someone who is unhappy, just cast a little spell, that can make these people unable to eat and walk around.

"No, that guy is cute, but he has too much debt. The locust tree spirit smiled and shook his head: "-Milk-stinky kid is just a kid." I'm thinking about something else. ”

"What's the matter?"

The locust tree spirit's gaze fell on the tent in the distance, and there was a little uncertainty in his tone: "I think there may be something wrong with this group of people." ”

"Oh?" I jumped up at once, "What's the problem? Could it be that they're ghosts?"

No, the sun in the desert is so hot, what the hell can withstand it?

"Nope. The locust tree spirit shook his head: "You think too much, I mean, it's not them themselves, I seem to feel a little bit of [rule] power in them." ”

Rules?

Regarding this kind of power, the locust tree spirit also told me before, saying that only an existence that is about her level can sense the rules.

In other words, I can't even touch the threshold of the rules.

I was shocked all of a sudden: "Could it be that among them, there are people like you, who have also practiced for thousands of years?"

"It's not. The locust tree spirit shook his head: "Someone is coming, let go of this matter first." Remember, if it comes to the Rules, don't interfere, try not to interfere, so as not to be implicated. ”

I nodded, understanding what she meant.

She was telling me not to interfere too much in the affairs of these people.

Soon, Xiao Wang appeared next to the locust tree spirit, holding two tall glass glasses in his hand, which contained a red liquid, which should be red wine in terms of smell.

It's hard for him to walk in the desert and still carry this thing.

The young man directly ignored my existence, raised the wine glass in his hand, and handed it to the locust tree spirit with a very elegant gesture: "Sister Xiaobai, come, eighty-two years of red wine, accompany me to have a drink?"

Now that she has entered the world, the locust tree spirit naturally cannot be called the locust tree spirit, so she named herself Xiaobai.

The name...... How to listen, how to like the meaning of a kitten and a puppy.

As the name suggests, the little white man has snow-white skin, and even after several days of wind and sun, there is still no change.

For me, I think this is normal, and a Taoist "Purifying Clothes Mantra" can be achieved, but for mortals, it feels very magical.

So after Xiao Bai smiled and took the red wine in Xiao Wang's hand, the young man began to use his flirtatious methods, starting with cosmetics:

"Sister Xiaobai, your skin is so good, the sun in this desert is so big, it's not good if the sun is damaged, it just so happens that I have some sunscreen brought back from South Korea by a friend, do you want to have some?"

I:......!

This guy seems to be really a veteran of the love scene.

No wonder Xiaobai said that he has a lot of debts.

I ignored them and turned to leave—I wasn't worried about what Xiao Wang would do to Xiaobai, a thousand-year-old locust tree spirit, no matter how powerful this young man was, he would definitely not be her opponent.

Turning around, I saw that next to the camel, the man who was with Xiao Wang, was wearing sunglasses and standing there like a javelin.

Originally, I thought they were father and son, but later I learned that this thing was Xiao Wang's bodyguard.

I nodded to the bodyguard, who was very cold and ignored me.

Don't bother.

I soon returned to the tent and listened to them brag about the anecdotes along the way, the harsh conditions in the desert, and so on.

I didn't know them too well, so I couldn't interject, so I could only listen silently.

It didn't take long for Xiaobai to return to the tent.

Everyone gathered in a circle, and after talking for a while, the sky darkened completely, the red moon was in the sky, and the whole world became cold.

At this time, it should be back to the tent to rest.

At this moment, I saw the tour guide listen with his ears sideways and tell us: "Everyone, pay attention, it's time to start [Mingsha] again." ”

I didn't quite understand the meaning of "singing sand", but when I saw a few people, they immediately pricked up their ears and put their ears on the sand, and I followed them and made a listening posture.

It seems, what kind of noise will come out of this desert?

But after a while, I didn't hear anything.

When I looked up, I saw several people sticking to the sand, with fascinated expressions on their faces.

Only the lone strong man, and the bodyguard didn't listen.

The bodyguard was sitting upright next to Xiao Wang at this time, and his body was sitting straight.

And the strong man had a cigarette hanging in his mouth at this time, and he was puffing out smoke rings there.

I patted Xiaobai and cast an inquiring look at her.

I saw that Xiaobai also shook his head, looking puzzled, not knowing what these people were listening to.

Odd!

Can they hear it, but we can't?

It shouldn't be.

In terms of hearing alone, no matter how powerful these humans are, they can't catch up with me, let alone compare with the thousand-year-old locust tree spirit.

Judging by their expressions, it seems that they are listening to an extremely beautiful music, and they are fascinated and extremely enjoyable.

Could it be that only "humans" can hear?