After saying that, I put away the compass.
At this moment, Feng Bao and Feng Jun were also greeting me below, asking us to go down to eat something and drink hot soup.
Walking down the hill, six tents have been set up on the gravel ground.
The tent stands just on the leeward side of the dune, which greatly reduces the wind.
The camels formed a circle and stayed not far from the tent.
The faint fragrance of vegetables spread to his nose, and Feng Bao was serving soup with a spoon.
Apparently, Feng Bao and Feng Jun built this smokeless stove when Wu Wu and I were inspecting the Feng Shui of this place and talking to each other just now.
Each person shared a bowl of soup, plus some food such as dried naan and dried meat.
It’s so hot in the desert that we can’t bring fresh food, even the vegetables are dehydrated.
The wolf mastiff, obviously in a bad mood, lay down next to me. In front of it was a large piece of dried meat and a basin of water next to it.
There were two teeth marks on the dried meat. It must have been bitten by it but it was not interested in eating it.
After finishing the meal, the old deaf man stood up. He clasped his hands toward us and placed them beside his ears. He tilted his head slightly to signal us to rest. Then he went to the camel group to feed the camels.
"Xiao Hei, just deal with it. There should be a lot of vicious corpses in the Golden God Seven Kills Burial Ground. You are not eating or drinking right now, and you have no energy. You won't be able to help when you get there." I touched the wolf mastiff's head.
The wolf mastiff raised his head slightly and glanced at me. He remained silent, but moved his head forward and bit off half of the dried meat in one bite. Then he stood up and ate slowly.
"Taoist Master Liu, you should also rest, Feng Jun and Feng Bao, you two should pay attention to safety at night. This Feng Shui place is a dangerous place. Don't leave the tent too far." I reminded.
"I understand, Mr. Luo." Feng Jun and Feng Bao answered almost in unison.
We each went back to the tent, and I lay on the moisture-proof mat. I wasn’t sleepy at all, but my thoughts were still clear.
There were lights in the tent and the view was clear.
Lying down, I took out the bone diagram and looked at it carefully. I understood most of the Nine Bagua, but it was not clear enough. Every time I read more passages, my understanding became a little deeper.
As the night progressed, the tent curtain suddenly opened, and the huge head of the wolf mastiff got in.
Then its whole body squeezed in and lay down next to me. It looked at me with its green eyes, snorted, as if to tell me that it had finished eating, and then closed its eyes to rest.
I looked at the time and saw that it was almost ten o'clock. I put the book away and fell asleep without continuing to read.
Kasai didn't tell us how far the journey was. Obviously he didn't know, and neither did the old deaf man.
You have to stay energetic at all times to be able to cope with anything that may happen.
I don’t know how long I slept, but suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the tent, and I woke up instantly and opened my eyes.
The wolf mastiff was already awake, and its head was leaning on my arm. I looked at its blue eyes, and it turned and walked towards the outside of the tent.
My heart trembled. What's wrong outside?
I followed me out of the tent. The wind and sand were rolling, and a lot of sand blew onto my head and face. I quickly took out the hat in my pocket and put it on my head.
The wolf mastiff trotted diagonally forward. I didn't know why, but there must be something wrong with the wolf mastiff running out, so I followed it quickly.
The view at night is actually not good. Although the full moon is hanging high, the blowing sand blurs the view even more than the fog.
We have already run into the dry riverbed ahead. There are many huge rocks in it. They were obviously left in the water back then and have not been covered up by the wind and sand now.
The wolf mastiff's movements suddenly slowed down a lot. When I reached its side, it moved forward even more slowly.
I probably know that this is because the wolf mastiff does not want to alert the snake.
The speed of my feet also slowed down a lot, and a slight hissing sound came from it.
He reached out and took out the compass at his waist. The pointer on it was spinning.
My eyelids suddenly jumped wildly. The compass now formed was a rotating needle that represented the intervention of evil spirits!
Are there any corpses in this place?
I was more vigilant and stared at the compass carefully for a few seconds, then shook the compass left and right to observe the changes of the pointer more carefully.
Soon I determined the direction to the right, and the needle was more obvious.
And just at that location, there was a large stone, big enough for people to hide behind it.
I made a shushing gesture and moved behind the stone. The wolf mastiff stopped moving after it reached my side.
Looking sideways and looking out, I was even more wary.
There was a bonfire about ten meters away.
Beside the bonfire, an old man sat squatting.
Although the wind and sand blurred the vision, wasn't that old man the old deaf man? !
He stayed up most of the night and why was he lighting a fire here?
No, that's not right...
The old deaf man is stuck here, but what appears on the compass is the rotating needle.
Turning the needle is caused by the intervention of evil spirits. Not only are there dead people, but the dead people are also very fierce. Only when the evil spirits are turned into resentment can the turning of the needle occur!
I looked at the old deaf man with great vigilance.
Suddenly, he discovered that there seemed to be something arched next to him. The arc looked like a "person" lying down...
