Across the Sky From the Stop of Time

  Chapter 393 Terrifying black sandstorm

  The camels also felt the danger signal from the sky, and as if they were going crazy, they threw off their four big hooves and ran wildly in the desert.

  Usually sitting on a camel and walking around, I think it’s very interesting, but once it starts running, it bumps a lot, which is a state of bumping more than riding a horse.

Hao Shuai, who had known this situation for a long time, was like riding a horse when he first entered the desert. He used his thoughts to isolate himself from the hump. This not only avoided the bumps, but also saved energy for the poor camel. Weight, ordinary camels really can't move Hao Shuai.

  Hao Shuai didn’t suffer, but Hu Bayi and the others couldn’t do it. They lay tightly on the camel’s back and let the camel carry them forward, for fear that if they couldn’t grasp it firmly, they would fall off.

The running camel caravan sprinted across the desert, and a huge yellow dragon was rolled up by the raised yellow sand. Everyone wore goggles on their eyes, and covered their noses and mouths with scarves. The cool and handsome sunglasses followed silently, paying attention to those who might fall behind at any time.

   Fortunately, no one was left behind in the group until noon, but everyone was exhausted, and the vigorous camels were also sweating profusely, so they had to slow down.

  Seeing the state of everyone, Hu Bayi had to ask An Liman to stop and let everyone take a rest.

As soon as the camel stopped, the old Professor Chen rolled over from the back of the camel and fell into the sand out of breath, unable to utter a word. The frail Ye Yixin was also pale and retched there. with.

  The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the sand and dust blowing up covered the sky and the sun. Hao Shuai asked everyone to eat a few mouthfuls of dry food and drink more water at this time, and he didn't care about saving water at this time.

  Everyone quickly took out the naan and dried meat, and ate a few mouthfuls of water indiscriminately, while Hu Bayi checked everyone's situation one by one and counted the supplies.

After a short rest, a gust of wind blew across the sand dunes, rolling up strands of fine sand, and the distant sky gradually turned dark yellow. An Liman shouted: "The trade wind is coming, don't rest anymore! God bless you, There are so many of us, let's run for our lives!"

  The members of the archaeological team dragged their tired bodies and climbed onto the camel again. At this time, they no longer cared about the physical strength of the camel, and yelled to drive the camel to run.

   "Fatty, you are in the front, look at An Liman, Lao Hu, you are in the middle, look at the others, and I will be in the back." Hao Shuai instructed Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang.

  Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang nodded, and after making an OK gesture, they went to the front and middle of the team respectively.

  The sky was still clear just now, but it seemed to darken in an instant. The wind came too fast, and more and more fine sand was swept into the air by the wind.

  The wind became more and more fierce, the sand was raging, and there was a dark yellow everywhere. After running to the back, all the archaeological team stopped, and the camels seemed to be frightened, and they couldn't run away.

  No matter how much the old man An Liman whipped, he didn't listen to the command, lined up, squatted in place, and buried his head in the sand.

  When the camel died, it kept this posture, as if a sinner was being punished.

  An Liman said that these camels were frightened by Hu Da's black wind and sand. They knew that the black wind and sand would come soon, and it was useless to run, so they simply knelt on the ground and waited to die.

   "Why are there two people missing? What about Shengun and Professor Chen?" Hu Bayi, who had finished counting the number of people, suddenly shouted.

  The others only realized that two people were left behind at this time, and they didn't know when the two fell behind for a while.

  Hu Bayi drove the camel anxiously and wanted to go back to find Hao Shuai and Professor Chen, but was stopped by Fatty Wang.

   "Old Hu, the wind and sand are so big, it's useless for you to go back now."

   "Fatty, you can't just leave them alone!"

   "You forgot how powerful the magic stick is. He should have gone to save Professor Chen. I have confidence in him."

  …

   Right next to Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang, the sharp-eyed Xue Liyang noticed a camel walking out of the wind and sand, and a person could be vaguely seen sitting on the camel.

   "Look, they seem to be back." Shirley Yang said.

   Everyone looked in the direction, and as the distance approached, they could see a camel running towards them, and it was Hao Shuai who was carrying Professor Chen on the back of the hunchback.

  After Hao Shuai joined the crowd, they realized that it was Professor Chen who fell off his hunchback just now and passed out. He was discovered and rescued by Hao Shuai at the back.

  As for Professor Chen's camel, he abandoned Professor Chen long ago and ran away.

   Seeing that Professor Chen was safe and sound, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but soon thought of the coming black sandstorm, and thought that they were about to be buried alive, and their faces turned pale again.

   "Everyone runs this way, there is a ruins of an ancient city over there." Hao Shuai, who was on a hunchback, pointed to a sandy mountain not far away.

   This is the position that Hao Shuai flew to observe just now.

  Hearing Hao Shuai's words, everyone showed surprise eyes. No one doubted Hao Shuai's words, and they all rode on the camels and drove the camels to go in the direction Hao Shuai pointed.

  It's a pity that the camels seemed to be really planning to die at this time, no matter how everyone drove them, it was useless.

   "An Liman, if you don't want to die, take us there. Otherwise, you will all die here." Hu Bayi grabbed An Liman and said.

  An Liman saw that everyone trusted Hao Shuai so much, and thought that if he walked, he would die, or if he didn't, he immediately rode the leading camel to lead the way, and the camels behind followed closely.

   Waiting for everyone to rush to the sand mountain, there is really a dilapidated city wall under the sand mountain, and there is a big fortress of rammed earth below it, which can be regarded as the remains of a small ancient city.

  Most of the buildings in the ruins of the ancient city were buried by yellow sand, and some houses had collapsed. Only the solid city wall stood out, exposed to the wind and sun, and I don’t know how many years, it has already turned into the same color as the desert.

  The members of the archaeological team survived the catastrophe. Everyone's face was yellow, and it was hard to tell whether it was the yellow face from being frightened or the dust on their faces.

  The people got off the camels, An Liman instructed the camels to lie down beside the wall, while Hu Bayi led a group of people, and went down from the broken roof of a big house one after another.

   This is a facility similar to a yamen or a city hall. It is relatively tall, but unfortunately, most of it has been submerged by yellow sand, so that everyone can only bend their backs. When they raise their heads a little, they will bump into the wooden beams above.

  Hao Shuai asked Hu Bayi to build a fire with the wormwood seeds under the outer wall of the house, take care of everyone, and then walked out of the roof directly to face the black sandstorm under the incredulous eyes of everyone.

   "God stick, what are you doing? Come back soon~~"

   "Master Daoist, it's dangerous outside!"

   "Crazy~Crazy~~"

  …

At this time, the big sandstorm has come, and the wind is howling, shaking the sky and the earth. Hao Shuai ignored the words in it. Looking at the mighty power of nature, he couldn't help but think of the story about the yellow wind in Chapter 21 of Journey to the West. The description of the monster's evil wind: good wind! The real advantages and disadvantages: the world changes in the cold, and the yellow sand swirls without shadows or shapes. Breaking through the forest and breaking the ridge, pouring the pine and plum, spreading the soil, raising dust and collapsing the ridge...

  Thinking of this, Hao Shuai suddenly wanted to experience the experience of Sun Dasheng being blown somersaults, so he covered his whole body with mental power, flew to the center of the black sandstorm, and let the strong wind blow him around.

  After experiencing the excitement like a roller coaster, Hao Shuai calmed down and flew back to the ruins of the ancient city. On the way, he saw a few gazelles at the corner of the city wall, so he went out and shot two more.

  (end of this chapter)