Everyone nodded. Before coming here, everyone did a lot of homework. Only the guide Que Qiu supported his head and used wooden sticks to twisted the bonfire, looking like he was not interested.
Because there was only one girl Cheng Luo in the group, she did not arrange for the night watch, but asked everyone to rotate in pairs after they went to bed.
As soon as we had dinner, everyone was not sleepy yet, so we gathered around the campfire to chat. Only Que Qiu sat quietly on the side, looking at the vast desert, not knowing what he was thinking.
Cheng Luo planned to take the book out of his tent and read it and get familiar with the ancient country of Iriel again.
When she came out of the tent, she found that she seemed to be sitting in the place where she just sat?
She blinked hard and the person was gone again? Did she feel hallucinated when she was too tired?
But under the dim halo of the bonfire, there was indeed an additional shadow sitting there!?
Cheng Luo was shocked and counted carefully. Yes, it was indeed nine figures! How could one more come out? Including himself, isn’t it just ten people? Who is the other one?
"Wait...you guys see if I'm dazzled? How could there be a figure there?" Cheng Luo interrupted the conversation of several people.
The surroundings were silent for a moment. Everyone looked at Cheng Luo at the same time, then stood up immediately and counted carefully. It was OK! At the guide's hand, there was a black shadow at Cheng Luo's location just now.
For a moment, everyone was silent.
A chill rose from the soles of the feet.
"What's going on?" Cheng Luo's voice trembled and he was almost crying.
"No, I don't know. Are we damn?" Zhou Qiang didn't dare to move and looked straight at the black shadow.
"What are you talking about? I forgot about the materialism theory I learned in school, right?" another teacher said, but his face was still nervous.
The guide was alone and still sat in place without moving. His face calmly raised a burnt charred wood, and he swung it over there, and then the figure disappeared.
"Don't make a fuss, just hallucinations. Fires are created in the desert, reflecting the shadow of the sandy mountains over there. Where are there ghosts?" he said lightly.
After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they were still a little scared. The atmosphere of chatting disappeared. Everyone looked at each other. After a while, Professor Wu still said that it might be because they were really too tired today and read it wrong, so they asked everyone to go back.
When they were sleeping, except for the two people who were watching, the others said good night to each other and returned to their respective tents.
Cheng Luo held the book and returned to the tent, tossed and turned, and it took a long time to fall asleep in a daze.
A gust of cold wind rolled up the yellow sand at Que Qiu's feet, rotated it there a few times, and disappeared.
Que Qiu stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of yellow sand, and slowly let go, which slowly flowed down from his fingers. His eyes became a little sad.
Que Qiu instructed the two of them to burn the remaining dead trees and go back to sleep, not to leave the camp too far, so he took his sleeping bag and went to the camel team to sleep. He did not leave the place for him in the tent.
Until six o'clock in the morning, Que Qiu was awakened by the wind and sand. The sky was still dark, but the crescent moon in the sky was still very bright. However, it was turned into a cold feeling, like a layer of miserable white fog
Covering it up, people can't help but get goosebumps, hairy moon?
The bright moon has not sunk in the early morning, this is the fantasy moon!