"You mean, the knife and the ball have disappeared?" Mustache asked.
"The knife will not disappear. It can only be dropped deeper into the ground due to vibrations, making it difficult to find. But the ball definitely no longer exists." Old Zhao nodded and said, "Inside that almost transparent ball is the last thing in the world.
A drop of pure god's blood will disappear after being shaken."
"Is there a relationship between the blood of gods and such vibrations?" Mustache didn't understand. This was completely unrelated. If no one reminded him, he would never be able to associate them together.
"Xiao Xiang, it's a pity that the German only knows so much. But don't you think this matter is more complicated?" Old Zhao spread his hands and found that much information from the German.
Mustache quickly gave up thinking about these things. He had something he wanted to know more about. He asked Lao Zhao if Jialuorong's disappearance had anything to do with him.
Lao Zhao's expression suddenly became extremely embarrassed. He kept talking in detail about the information he had obtained from the Germans, probably just to attract Mustache's attention and try to avoid things about Jia Luorong.
"Tell me." When Jia Luorong was mentioned, Mustache's eyes dimmed unnoticeably, and the heart-wrenching tingling sensation spread throughout his body in an instant. He tried his best to calm himself down as if nothing happened.
It's the same as if it didn't happen, but this is impossible. When a person is completely integrated into his own life and life, every move of the other person affects his nerves.
Jialuorong was captured by the pilgrims, but the most basic information was provided by Lao Zhao unconsciously. There has always been a very hidden code mark between him and Mustache. Every time they found a temporary place to stay, they would
It is a habit to leave these marks. Leaving these marks may not be useful every time, but if the other party passes nearby, it is possible to find the marks and then meet and communicate.
"Where are they now! Where is she!"
"Xiao Xiang, um... I'm sorry..." Lao Zhao tried to force out a smile, but couldn't. He lowered his head, not daring to look at the mustache.
During this period, his consciousness was very confused, and his memory was also confused. Looking back now, he can only remember that he was constantly wandering around with some people. Pilgrims are inherently hidden, and there will definitely be no fixed ones in such a desolate area.
location.
"We should go there to find her..." Mustache looked into the distance. Doomsday prophecies are the same as many novels, movies and TV dramas. Powerful characters always appear last. As the situation develops, Bosiba and Black Robe
Characters like this have already emerged. It's so difficult to find someone.
Speaking of which, it hasn't been too long since Jialuorong disappeared, but the panic in Mustache's heart has become more and more serious. Pilgrims have always killed those who get involved in the prophecies of the end of the world, let alone the inheritors of termas.
He wanted to find Jia Luorong right away, but he was even more afraid of the moment he found her. He was afraid that what he would see was a lifeless, cold corpse.
"I'm afraid it will be quiet here soon." Jinpu Ngawang said to Mustache, indicating that they should also change their search location.
Mustache nodded silently. The pilgrims and the world have entered the ancient altar. With the end of the battle, the winning party will quickly take what they want, and then rush to the next place as quickly as possible.
Station. The Ancient Elephant Map is no longer a secret. The three parties should know about it through various channels.
Mustache asked Lao Zhao about his plan. At this point, the flaws in Lao Zhao's body were too obvious. He could not return to the German team, but he could not go with Mustache for the time being. The big mistake this time made Duoji feel
He was very angry. He wanted to find a place to recuperate for a while, and Lao Zhao had to take the responsibility of protecting him. Mustache did not complain about Lao Zhao. He no longer cared about the matter itself, but felt aimless and at a loss.
Now is not the time for a long talk. Lao Zhao and Dorje are leaving. Before leaving, Dorje is still reminding Mustache that Bosiba, the pilgrim’s master, is a very scary person.
Most wizards only specialize in witchcraft and are not physically strong. But Bosiba is an exception. His skills are as powerful as the witchcraft he controls.
After Lao Zhao and Duoji left, Xiaozi and Jinpu Ngawang quietly returned along the same route. Two or three hours had passed, and the two groups confronting each other across the mountain pass had disappeared. They circled back to the entrance of the abyss.
The fighting here has also ended. Occasionally, one or two figures of unknown origin will disappear in a blink of an eye, and groups of teams have left.
"Let's go too." Mustache could only find the only way to go in confusion. No matter what, everyone involved in the incident would rush to the last point of Gutu as quickly as possible.
If you can't find any pilgrims, you have no choice but to go there too.
However, even if we follow the past, hope is still slim. Mustache is not an opportunist, but such an opportunity cannot be given up under any circumstances.
They were already one step behind others, and it was not as convenient as a large group. They had to maintain their vehicles and purchase supplies themselves. When purchasing supplies, Xiao Hu thought for a long time. He never wanted to disturb Wei Tian, but there were many
Things came together and he had to make a phone call to at least hear Wei Tian's voice.
But in the past two hours, Mustache called at least five or six times, and each time he heard a notification that the call could not be connected temporarily. He frowned. According to what Lao Zhao said, although Ma Bao's institution agreed
Although Wei Tian is no longer disturbed, there are always people secretly hiding around him, and the energy of this organization can ensure his safety.
Then the call could not be connected, which can only be imagined to be caused by some unexpected small reasons. Mustache couldn't stay here for too long. When he couldn't get through the call again, he gave up.
The distance between the last point and the penultimate point on the ancient Xiangxiong map is actually not that far. It was the last migration place of the ancient religion. They may have lived there for a long time. It was during this time that they completed the
After the exchange and integration with Guben and the process of taking power, it spread throughout the territory of the Shang Shung Dynasty.
Mustache and Jinpu Ngawang were also racing against time. There was almost no pause after they set off. Jinpu Ngawang couldn't drive, so it was all up to Mustache to drive. The two places were less than 200 kilometers apart and it didn't take too long.
, but when Xiaozhu and the two of them were approaching their destination, the weather changed.
They saw a cloud of dust rising far away that almost covered the sky and the earth. The violent hurricane blew away everything that could be blown away on the ground, especially on a surface without any vegetation reinforcement.
A strong wind will blow away a layer of ground.
"It's a dust storm!" Jinpu Ngawang shouted. Although they were still very far away from the center of the dust storm, he immediately urged Mustache to turn around and head back.
This is a very rare dust storm. Although dust storms may occur in the western part of Tibetan areas, the probability of dust storms after October is quite small every year. Therefore, people who enter the western part of the country during this season generally do not have relevant protective measures.
The dust in the sky was like a large flood surging from the sky, spreading in all directions at an alarming speed. Before Mustache could turn the front of the car and go far away, the billowing dust storm spread from a distance and completely submerged the car.
The visibility suddenly dropped to the lowest point, and nothing could be seen clearly. Fortunately, this was not the center of the dust storm. The wind force weakened as it continued to expand, and the car could barely remain stable. Mustache slowed down the speed.
Drive forward little by little. If such a dust storm occurs in the desert, the car may be swallowed up by the sand soon.
This situation lasted for about an hour, and showed no sign of disappearing. Mustache and Jinpu Awang hid in the car, opened the window a little, and the wind blew dust and sand in. Jinpu
Awang said that the duration of dust storms is irregular. Some may disappear in a day or two, while others may last for a week or even longer. When dust storms occur, the area seems to be a place abandoned by the world.
"What will this place look like if this dust storm lasts for a week?"
"No one knows that this is a no-man's land and people will not focus their attention here." Jinpu Awang said: "Under normal circumstances, dust storms will not last that long."
"I hope so." Mustache simply stopped the car, closed his eyes and rested for a while. In such weather, no one can do anything. The power of nature is always beyond the control of humans.
Mustache wanted this dust storm to end earlier, but God seemed to be teasing him. The worst thing happened. This was a dust storm that lasted for a long time and covered a huge area. Mustache and Jinpu Awang were here.
After staying for two days, they finally couldn't hold on anymore and began to retreat slowly. They retreated to the edge of the dust storm. If they had stayed there at this time, their car might have been overturned.
A full week passed before the dust storm showed signs of fading. Another day later, the customs in the marginal areas became normal, and the dust that had swept the earth for seven or eight days finally fell.
This was a catastrophic dust storm, but the dust storm embodied an extremely different value and created a miracle.