I held the camel and looked back to see that there were less than ten people who could get up in Huoling country, and all of them were teetering. Without the camel, I couldn’t catch up for a short time. Suddenly, my eyes became smaller and smaller in the distance, and it seemed that the cleanliness should not be on the second floor of the white inn.
I can’t see his face clearly, but I know that he is looking at me firmly, and his eyes are fixed on me, and his purples and lips are light and I don’t know what he said.
Liu Cenfeng guessed his identity almost at the first time. This Linyu is famous for deterring Yi Xiu’s mainland fire-feathered country, a white teacher. I suddenly turned around and pinned my chest down. Jumping numbness remained in the deepest part of my heart. What kind of feeling is it like pain, like fear and despair? Is Linyu you? Is this still your feeling?
Linyu, I’ll give you another chance
I suddenly raised my head and looked at it. I didn’t know when I was floating in the middle, but I couldn’t come back.
At the end of the deep silence, a smile shone with excitement in the brown pupil, as if a man who had not met his opponent for a long time had finally found his opponent, who was in despair in the yellow sand all over the sky, but his eyes were bright as stars, and his mouth was lightly hooked. This is what he said when he just looked at you
It is said that Xiaoliu finally spoke. Although it is a silent mouth.
Chapter 6 A long way to go
Taragan means the devil’s Taragan desert in the language of Ishurus. A vast area is called the devil’s continent. I don’t know how much the Taragan desert knows. Sitting on the camel’s front and looking at the boundless frontier, there is nothing but despair.
When I was in Binsheng, the sun in Puhua Street was strong enough, and the sandstorm was strong enough. But when I entered the desert, I didn’t know that the yellow sand didn’t even cover the sky. From time to time, I accidentally glanced at the skeleton that stood upright, half covered in the desert and half facing us. I would cry out in fear and wonder how they died and how we would die.
There is nothing but sand around us. We should not walk in the desert during the day until we can’t drink water for three days, but we have to walk. Immer said that the sand dunes are moving too fast here, and it is difficult to guarantee when sandstorms will not come. We must leave as soon as possible to reach the canyon or find the ancient city in the desert.
Yi Han controls the camel with one hand and his clothes tightly wrap me in his arms with the other. However, the sand still gets into my eyes, ears, nose and mouth. I can clearly feel Yi Han’s body changing from cool to hot and humid on the ground where the temperature exceeds 5 degrees Celsius.
We didn’t say a word, and the wind and sand couldn’t make us talk. I clung to Yi Han’s chest clothes and buried my face in his chest. Occasionally, Yi Han would pass the kettle to my lips to let me have a sip of our precious water, but he never drank it once.
It’s getting dark as if it were an instant, but the temperature has changed from extremely hot to extremely cold, but the sandstorm is getting smaller and smaller. We chose a place to look, fixed the sand dunes and pulled the camels in front of us to rest for an hour or so before sending them again. According to the silent saying, in the desert, it is important to walk at night, stay overnight and travel during the day when there is insufficient drinking water, which is suspected to be a road to death.
I was shivering in my arms, and there was almost no grass growing here. There was nothing we could do to make a fire, and I was cold all the way, hugging the cold, hunger and fear like a baby. Finally, he hoarse and said, can Gong still hold on?
I want to say that I can hold on to my heart, but my stomach is so sour that my lips are chapped, but I can’t eat or drink. Because I don’t find enough water, eating dry food will lose water and make me die faster. I stretch out my hand and hug it tightly, and my body is firmly attached to drawing warmth and comfort from him, and my eyes are wet.
I’m cold and tight in my arms, but I don’t know if the silk is warm, but I’m sad and pity. I’m lying in his arms, and my mind is getting confused, but occasionally a gust of wind blows over me, but I suddenly wake up. I wake up and wake up. A piece of yellow sand covers the sky, and I can’t see the moon. I’m desperate and afraid, and my words have taken shape.
Galand’s voice rang relentlessly. We must arrive at the fixed dune canyon area as soon as possible, and he paused a little sharply. Your wind guards have already exhausted their interest, but you still want him. Are you strong in transportation?
I suddenly looked up with a shock, just to the cold, pale face, pale and cracked lips, and my eyes seemed to be weak at any time. I looked at him stupefied and recalled that the slightest trace of warmth was like a warm feeling, and this time I was sure it was my real heartache.
I’m also cold. How hard it took me to suppress the flood of tears? I paused at this point. I barely pulled a casual smile. You have to live. Otherwise, how can I walk in this desert alone?
Yi Han looked at me quietly for a long time, nodded slightly, and leaned over to pick me up and put me on the camel. I felt a warm back, and he jumped to firmly buckle my waist. He can rest assured that he will protect Gong Zhou.
Even in this desperate situation, the cold voice and light tone have never changed.
Up to now, I can’t imagine whether I walked through the uninhabited and lifeless moving sand dunes for three days and three nights. I could drink less than 1 liter of water every day and eat a mouthful of dry food in the evening. When I was walking in the sand, I couldn’t even ride a camel and got lost on foot, so I tried to walk back. The route was too hot. I dug a hole in the sand and buried myself in it for three days and three nights. If I hadn’t been cold all the time, I wouldn’t have been pointing at the road from time to time. If I hadn’t returned that little water, the camel would have collapsed.
Until the early morning of the third day, we were both exhausted, and the camel was weak, and the water bag was almost flying. The yellow sand gradually decreased and disappeared, and the sky became clear and transparent. The sun was particularly white and dazzling, and after three days and three nights of inhuman walking, we finally arrived at the land. There was no big sandstorm. There was a canyon not far from Pingdingshan Mountain.
I have tried my best to investigate how much sweat and water I have lost. I have covered my head with a rash because of soaking in sweat, clothes and skin friction. The cloth towel warmed up like steaming, like being pulled out, but the beating of the drum kept beating as if it were a heroic oath of death.
Jumping into a sand hill with a higher altitude, I took off my coat and threw myself on the scorched ground, and put me in the shadow of two big rocks. The Taoist priest first rested here to find water.
I nodded vigorously against the hot rock and didn’t even have the strength to reply. I gradually moved away from my headache and trance, but I heard the subtle hissing blurred eyes, but I listened to the silence and eagerly shouted a Galand be careful.
Seeing a snake with a yellow and white thumb sticking out its tongue less than one meter away from me, I let out a cry and rushed from the shadow of the rock with a pale face. Suddenly, the hot sun enveloped my mind and made my mind dizzy. I staggered back a few steps to find it, but suddenly I felt that my feet were thick and the land collapsed.
Ah, I shouted and fell from the sandstone more than ten meters high. The uneven sand wall rubbed my back, the gravel scraped my cheek, and the frozen rock hit my hands and feet. It was a pain in words.
Galand hugged his head and shouted silently in my ear.
I was half-conscious in pain, but my body was still falling, but it was not falling vertically, but rolling and sliding against a hidden sword. I hugged my head tightly, curled up and fell to the ground with a loud bang, covered with thick sand, condensed into stone blocks, curled up and twitched, covered with blood, and could moan.
Galand Moby was even more worried than before. The panic voice called me Galand. Get up and collapse. Sandstone is going to collapse again. Get away.
It hurts. I cry in my heart, but I moan in my mouth. I close my eyes and hear silent words in my ears, but I can cry over and over again. It may be better to die. That’s the deepest word in my heart.
The crackling rumble is ringing again. I’m in the center of the sand pile. Today Linyu is going to bury her bones here.
My body is suddenly interrupted and my ears are full of shortness of breath. I am firmly locked in that cool and familiar arms. Several ups and downs are close at hand, and there is still yellow sand in my mouth. I am protected and lying on the ground.
Ahem, we coughed violently at the same time, but we were cold, but we stopped for a moment. We picked me up with a frightened face and stared at me firmly. Are you okay?
I vomited with blood, sand, tears and runny nose, but my face was convulsive and I couldn’t even cry. I felt extremely painful in my heart, but I felt that the person who hugged me was more flustered and more painful than me. I grabbed my face and my hands were stiff and the veins stood out suddenly and violently wrapped around me, and I never stopped shaking just now.