The most important thing is that this wind is very cold, so cold that it makes people shiver when it blows on their bodies.
"Quick! Get down quickly!" I yelled and took the lead to run down. Naturally, they followed me and ran together.
Halfway through the run, I looked back.
I saw the strong wind blowing the yellow sand, rolling down from the top of the dune, like a yellow flood, which looked extremely weird.
Without thinking much, I shouted to Xiao Ye and the three people below: "Put on your veil and goggles, and prepare quicklime and chicken blood. Everyone put some in their pockets. This sandstorm may not be a simple sandstorm. Please pay attention." point."
At the same time, I noticed that the more than 20 camels did not look as panicked as we did. They found a relatively low-lying place and lay down one by one, as if they were preparing to welcome the arrival of the sandstorm.
I thought to myself that camels have been living in the desert all year round. They must have been used to this situation for a long time, and they are more experienced than us. The fact that they can still lie there honestly at this time shows that they think it is safe to stay where they are.
Moreover, the camels are relatively close together, and with their large number, they are like a big pile of rocks at this time, which makes me very happy. Isn't this equivalent to a "shelter"?
Seeing that Xiaoye and the others had already put on their goggles and were stuck in place, I pointed at the camels and shouted: "Hurry and hide behind the camels, they can just block the wind and sand."
The little braid then pulled Sister Yuan and Xiao Ye and ran towards the camel. When the four of us ran to the camel, before we could find a place to squat down, the dark clouds had already passed over our heads, and the yellow sand roared past and enveloped us all. stand up.
The sky darkened for a while, the visibility was only a dozen meters, and the temperature seemed to be dropping rapidly. I couldn't hear their shouts and voices. All I could hear was the whistling of the wind and the rustling of sand on their clothes.
Because I knew this was no ordinary sandstorm, and I was afraid that the temperature would continue to drop to the point where there would be problems, so I yelled for everyone to sprinkle some quicklime on themselves to ward off evil spirits.
Maybe they couldn't hear my voice, so I showed them how to do it and asked them to follow me.
Unfortunately, the wind was so strong that the quicklime was blown away as soon as it was sprinkled. In desperation, I asked them to apply chicken blood on their hands, legs and even their faces.
This trick is still very effective. After applying the chicken blood, I don't feel very cold anymore.
This also proves that this is a demonic trend, so you must be more careful.
After the temperature was resolved, another problem arose. The amount of yellow sand rolled up by the strong wind was so large that it fell like a blizzard. It didn't take long for our ankles to be buried in the yellow sand.
I thought that if we stood still here, we would be completely submerged in less than an hour.
When I heard about the ancient city of Muta being buried overnight, I thought it was quite exaggerated. How could a city be covered by yellow sand overnight?
Now that we have encountered this kind of evil sandstorm, I can naturally understand it. It is estimated that the ancient city of Muta also encountered this kind of situation.
Of course, we will definitely not stand obediently and be covered by the yellow sand. Every time the yellow sand buries our ankles, we have to get up and move. The camels lie motionless, and soon half of their bodies are buried in the sand. We The camels had to be driven away and asked to find another place to lie down.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and more and more sand was being swept up. If we hadn't all been wearing goggles, it would have been impossible to open our eyes.
Zhao Hu later patted me and seemed to say something to me, but I couldn't hear it at all. He also tried to lift the gauze wrapped around my head and shouted something into my ear, but I stopped him. .
Once the ears are exposed, a lot of sand will definitely be poured into the ears.
In this way, we changed places every once in a while, trying not to let ourselves be buried in the yellow sand. This situation lasted for a long time, at least several hours.
I also felt a little melancholy for a while.
What if this sandstorm keeps blowing like this? We were not even given food or water, and we might all starve to death.
Fortunately, the wind suddenly began to die down and the yellow sand fell, and everything seemed to be over.
I tentatively pulled off the gauze scarf. The power of the wind and sand was already very weak, and there was almost no discomfort when it hit my face.
When the others saw me pulling off the gauze scarf, they also followed suit.
"Bah!" Zhao Hu spat on the ground: "My mouth is full of sand, and my throat hurts when I swallow. This sandstorm is too severe."
Sharp Mouth stamped his foot: "That's not what it is. I feel like the sand under our feet is at least several meters high, right?"
The little braid said that was for sure, and moved his feet every few minutes. This lasted for several hours, and it added up to a very thick penis.
I glanced at the top of the sand dune. I don’t know whether the tip of the top was cut off by the strong wind, or whether the sand layer under our feet was too thick. It felt like the low-lying land we were in was about to be filled up, and there was a huge gap from the previous drop. At least it was shortened by nearly ten meters.
"I don't know what happened to the boy. Did he encounter a sandstorm on the way and be buried alive by the sand?" Jianzui asked.
I said stop being so cynical. We old haters who have never seen the world are still alive. How can he, a person who has lived in the desert all year round, be buried?
Jianzui said: "The problem is that we used chicken blood, and the body temperature was not affected. He didn't have chicken blood in his body, so his body temperature must have dropped a lot. I'm afraid that he lost his temperature and fell into a coma. This coma would make him buried alive in the blink of an eye." ?"
Although this possibility is not ruled out, I still believe in Tuhaier.
He might really encounter a sandstorm on the way, but he definitely has the methods and experience to deal with it.
It is also possible that he is still at the Tutu Lake Oasis, preparing to wait until the sandstorm has passed before returning.
At this time, Zhao Hu was planning to climb to the sand dune to see the situation in the distance, but I stopped him.
I said: "Although the wind and sand have stopped, the dark clouds have not dispersed, and the clouds look darker. It is almost the same as night. The visibility is so low. What can you see when you go up?"
Zhao Hu raised his head and glanced at the sky and said, "Yes, but I think it's better to go and have a look."
The top of the sand dune was not very high away from us, so Zhao Hu quickly climbed up.
He seemed to have seen something particularly shocking. He was so shocked that he cursed and asked me to go up and take a look.
When I ran up, I found that all the undulating sand dunes in my sight were gone. They seemed to have been flattened by the strong wind, and the low-lying areas were filled in. The desert looked more like a beach on the seaside, with a flat river.
"What's going on, Jianjun? Is the wind so powerful?" Zhao Hu asked me.
I said who knows, it’s really scary.
Others climbed up one after another, and they were all shocked. It felt like we were suddenly in a different place.
"The sand dunes have been flattened, how can we still identify the direction? How can the local boy find us?" Xiaoye looked at me and asked.
I also have this question, and an ominous premonition arises in my heart:
We are afraid that we will lose contact with the Tuhaier, and we may have to rely on ourselves for the next trip. But in this vast desert, can a group of people with no desert survival experience lose their guide, can they still get out alive?
