I watched the sheepskin book fall to the bottom of the mountain, and I was very upset. The prophet's prediction was very clear. When the sheepskin book fell to the ground, there would be a sandstorm that swallowed up the Zagrama Mountain. I was really afraid of what would happen.
At this point, I had no choice but to resign myself to my fate. I climbed up to the top of the mountain using my hands and feet. Suddenly, I heard a sad cry from a woman behind me. The sound seemed to be there or not. It was almost inaudible amid the collapse of rocks, but it was still there.
Refers to the human heart.
The voice seemed to be that of the little girl Ye Yixin. My body suddenly sank, and a force was pulling me down, trying to pull me down the mountain.
My hair stood on end, there really was a ghost. At this time, the sun in the desert had already sunk halfway into the western horizon. I was in the shadow of the mountain, surrounded by black rocks. At this moment, I really felt like I could touch it.
The gates of hell.
I struggled to climb to the top of the mountain, but the rocks I stood on had collapsed. I could only hold on to the mountain with the strength of my hands. I couldn't look back. But even if I could look back, I didn't want to look. I might be afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch it.
If you go to jail, you will have to fall into the ghost hole below.
I tried my best not to listen to the crying, but the crying in my ears became more and more sad, and each sound pierced my heart. It made my heart feel sad, and my body became heavier, and I couldn't help but want to let go.
Fatty and I didn't feel right when they saw me dazed on the top of the mountain. They wanted to stretch out their hands to pull me up, but they were too far away to reach me. They saw that the cracks in the mountain were expanding, and the whole mountain would collapse in an instant. There was no rope at hand, so they had to pull me up.
The lower belt hangs down.
When I was greeted by the two people above me, it was like being splashed with a bucket of cold water in the dog days of summer. My whole body was shaken up and I woke up. The crying in my ears disappeared, and the pulling force behind me also disappeared. I didn't dare to wait any longer at the moment.
Holding on to the fat man's leash, he climbed to the top of the mountain.
The setting sun in the desert has become blurry, and waves of breeze carrying fine sand are blowing by, casting an ominous shadow between the sky and the earth. Old man An Liman once said before that this kind of wind is a signal that a black sand storm is coming.
The end of Zagrama predicted by the prophet has finally come.
The fat man and I picked up Professor Chen. The old man was unresponsive at this time. He was at the mercy of others like a puppet. If you pulled him, he would follow you. He didn’t know how tired he was, but he couldn’t stop. Once he stopped, he would
Why can't I stand up even though I'm sitting on the floor?
We could only drag, drag, and run down the mountain. The side of the mountain close to the ancient city of Jingjue had completely collapsed. The huge hollow half of the mountain just happened to cover the ghost cave, sealing the entrance of the cave forever. We went down the mountain.
This side of the Zagrama Valley is the entrance to the Zagrama Valley. We originally wanted to go through the valley to join Anliman's camel team after coming down. Although the sandstorm has begun, without the camels, we can't get out with only No. 11
.
Unexpectedly, as soon as we reached the bottom of the mountain, we heard the sound of hoofbeats in the valley. Old man Anliman looked panicked and was shouting loudly, driving the camels away.
The fat man cursed: Old man Hu Da's oaths are all farts.
An Liman didn't expect us to appear at the entrance of the valley, so he quickly said: Praise God, it seems that it must be Hu Da's arrangement for us to meet here.
We didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so we put Professor Chen on the camel and each of us found a camel to climb on. An Liman also chased and asked where the rest of the people were.
I said: Forget it, it's gone. Now is not the time to talk about this. If you can't escape the big sandstorm, just take everyone and run there.
The sky has completely plunged into darkness. This time, the wind is blowing. The eye of the wind seems to be a ghost cave in the mountain. The wind is gradually strengthening. His face is sore from the sand. Old man An Liman did not expect this big sandstorm.
It came so quickly, and there were no signs before. Apart from the ruins of Zagrama and the ancient city of Jingjue, there is no place to hide in the vast desert. However, since it is a wind pillar, the farther away from the eye of the wind, the safer it is.
Just keep running in the right direction. Whether you can escape or not depends on the mood of old man Hu Da.
Old Man Anliman blew a long whistle, raised a gas lamp as a signal, rode a camel to lead the way, and led the camel team to flee westward.
At the beginning, I heard a series of strange sounds coming from behind, like ghosts crying and wolf howling, and like the waves of the sea. In an instant, the wind was strong, and the strong wind with sand and dust was overwhelming. In addition, it was dark, and the visibility was extremely low. Although I used a hood to cover it,
Even after I opened my mouth, I still felt like countless sand and stones were pouring into my ears and nose.
After running a long distance, the camels gradually stopped obeying the command. An Liman asked the camel team to stop. At this time, he could no longer hear what anyone said. He made a few gestures and gathered the frightened camels.
In a circle.
I think what he means is that if he keeps running, the camel team will disperse. Once the team disperses, there will be no possibility for anyone to survive. Now we have to build a sand wall in place and hide among the camels.
, all that is left to do is to pray to Hu Da.
I nodded to him and expressed my understanding. The team gathered at a relatively high ground and wrapped Professor Chen in a blanket to avoid the sandstorm.
The fat man and I shoveled the sand desperately. After settling the camels, old man Anliman came over to help. He built a simple anti-sand wall around the camels, and then covered the camels' eyes with blankets to prevent them from running away in fear.
Everyone also wrapped themselves in blankets and gathered around each other.
Fortunately, we have left the eye of the storm. The wind and sand at the edge of the sandstorm are so strong that it might tear people into pieces near the eye of the storm.
Anliman's camels were all relatively experienced. When they gathered together, they no longer panicked. When they were partially buried by the sand, they shook their bodies and moved up a little so that they would not be completely buried by the sand.
It wasn't until the next morning that the wind and sand gradually subsided. We had been digging the sand wall all night and were already exhausted. When we saw that the sandstorm had passed, we dared to stand up and look up. We were surrounded by undulating sand dunes like waves.
The yellow sand was blown into solid ripples by the wind, and the surrounding scenery was the same.
The exquisite ancient city, the black sacred mountain of Zagrama, the queen's coffin, the corpse-scented konjac, the tombs of the prophets and sages, as well as countless unknown secrets in ancient times, as well as Hao Aiguo, Ye Yixin, Chu Jian, Sa Dipeng,
They are buried forever in the depths of the yellow sand.
Professor Chen also poked his head out of the blanket, looked at the sky and smiled stupidly before stroking the sand off Professor Chen's head. An Liman knelt on the ground and prayed, thanking Hu Da for his kindness. The fat man opened all his bags to look for water, and finally
Finding nothing, he spread his hands towards me and made a helpless expression.
The sun slowly rises in mid-air, gradually emitting venomous heat, robbing the human body of moisture wantonly.
I shook my head helplessly and just ran for my life. I didn’t even think about the water. Moreover, I had crossed the safe return point seven days ago. Now I want to go back. It’s easier said than done. The passage to the Ziduan River has also been completely blocked.
It’s buried. It’s impossible for a few of us to dig it out. There’s not even a drop of water. I’m afraid I won’t be able to last a day in the desert. Drinking salty sand water and camel blood is not an option. I think of the tragic situation of dying of thirst in the desert.
, I felt that it would be better to die in a ghost cave.
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