I looked at the ancient temple that suddenly appeared in front of me and was stunned for a moment. But in less than a second, the gusts of wind behind me were already coming like a giant dragon, blocking out the sky and the sun.
When I saw this, I couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. I didn't dare to delay my steps at all. After running two steps, I ducked into the ancient temple with a short body.
And just a moment after I stepped into the ancient temple, the strong wind behind me roared tiredly.
Countless pieces of sand and gravel were blown up by the wind and hit my face like bullets. The pain made me burst into tears for a moment.
I secretly cursed a few times in my mind that the Gobi Desert was so unpredictable, and then I lowered my head and walked towards the depths of the ancient temple.
This ancient temple looks very old, and the surrounding stone walls have long been corroded by the strong winds in the Gobi. It is impossible to tell what age they are.
Not only that, most of this ancient temple is buried underground, and only a small part is exposed above, so the space for people to walk is really limited, and the widest place can only accommodate one person at most.
The few of us hunched over and walked inside for less than twenty meters, when the space in front of us suddenly became wider and taller.
Just when a few of us were wondering, fire suddenly burst out around us, illuminating the entire area.
I turned my head and looked behind me, and it turned out that it was Lao Duoji who lit the torch.
There are four torches in total, one each in the southeast and northwest.
By the light of the fire, I could clearly see the area I was in. It turned out that this was the top of the main hall of a temple.
The semicircular dome was buckled above our heads like a pot lid, and the supporting pillars below tilted to one side, causing the wall on one side to collapse.
Old Dorje seemed to be familiar with this place. After lighting the torch, he dug out some licorice from the corner, then walked directly to the collapsed wall and lit up a bonfire.
The fire wasn't too big, but it was enough to provide enough heat for a few of us.
After finishing all this work, Lao Duoji took out the Tibetan fox skin bucket that he had peeled before from his backpack, and poured a lot of rice into it, as well as some flowers and medicinal materials that I didn't recognize.
After doing all this, Lao Duoji placed the leather bucket on a stone brick in the northeast corner of the ancient temple, took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out three cigarettes from it, lit them, and inserted them into the bucket. In the sand about half a meter in front of the child, Lao Duoji respectfully kowtowed to the leather bucket three times. After chanting about his aunt for a while, he came back and sat with a few of us.
I took out cigarettes from my pocket, took one out and handed it to Lao Duoji.
Lao Duoji took the cigarette, but did not smoke it. He just held it in his mouth silently.
I saw Lao Duoji's worried look on his face, so I asked: "I mean, old man... what do you mean by doing so much work just now? You did it mysteriously, could it be to prevent the rice dumplings?" Did it pop out suddenly?"
Lao Duoji glanced at me and did not answer my words. He just said lightly: "Take the time to rest! After the wind and sand pass, there is still a long way to go!"
After saying that, Lao Duoji called the big black dog Erlang.
When Erlang heard Lao Duoji calling him, he immediately ran back from the security guard at the door, and consciously lay down under Lao Duoji's head as a pillow.
After a while, Lao Duoji fell into a deep sleep, snoring everywhere.
Seeing that Lao Duoji was sleeping like this, a few of us looked at each other and didn't say anything. We each found a place we thought was comfortable and lay down.
At first, I wasn’t sleepy, and I didn’t really intend to fall asleep. I just closed my eyes and rested my mind.
But after a while, in a daze, I felt something quietly appearing behind me.
I slowly opened my eyes. The fire in the ancient temple was still there, but the bonfire in the middle seemed to be extinguished.
Everyone around me was sleeping soundly. Hua Muling and Li Xiaohong were sleeping shoulder to shoulder, Xiong Ming was leaning on a big rock and snoring. Not far from me, Lao Duoji was sleeping with the big black dog Erlang on his pillow. Just fragrant.
Everyone was keeping my eyes closed, and just when I thought I was being too sensitive, there was a rustling sound behind me.
The sound sounded like someone chewing something.
What shocked me the most was that the sound came from the northeast corner behind me.
In an instant, all the pores on my body stood up, and I hurriedly turned around and looked towards the northeast corner behind me.
I saw a short old lady wearing a green cloth floral dress and black cloth trousers, with white hair and a pair of red embroidered shoes on her feet, squatting in front of the leather bucket and taking big mouthfuls of food. The contents of the leather bucket.
Perhaps sensing that I was looking at her, the old lady's head, which had been facing away from me, suddenly turned around.
It didn't matter what happened, I almost peed out of fear.
The old lady squatting in front of the leather bucket looked like an old fox.
This old lady's appearance is really weird. She has raised eyebrows, a sharp mouth, and no flesh on her cheeks. Her face is as white as paper, but there are two big red circles on her cheeks. At first glance, she looks like a fox. Apart from that, it was more like a person in a funeral shop turned into a spirit by being stuck with paper.
However, compared with this old lady's appearance, what almost scared me to death was the way this old lady turned around.
Nowhere in her body moved, only her head rotated 180 degrees.
I looked at her, and she looked at me, with a very strange smile on her face.
After a long time, the old lady, carrying the leather bucket in one hand and grabbing the contents inside, walked towards me step by step, muttering something I couldn't understand at all.
I wanted to get up, but at this moment I found that I couldn't even move a finger.
I was shocked. Just as I was about to speak, the old lady opened her mouth.
Her mouth was full of black fangs, and a disgusting stench spurted out of her mouth.
Before I had time to react, the old lady bit me on the neck.
I panicked and yelled, "No!"
But who would have expected that the next second, he would sit up from the ground, and the strange and cruel old lady in front of him was nowhere to be found.
I gasped and looked around, and found that everyone was moved by my exclamation just now, and started to look towards me. Even the big black dog Erlang was waiting to look at me with a pair of blood-red eyes. I.
Xiong Ming patted his head and said, "What's wrong, Hu Tian? Are you having a nightmare again?"
I nodded and said, "Yes!"
Xiong Ming lit a cigarette and threw one to me. After taking a puff, he said, "Isn't this a big deal? When we get back, I'll take you to the hospital to have a look!"
I didn't answer Xiong Ming's words, I just lit the cigarette silently and took a few puffs.
Xiong Ming saw that I was silent, so he continued to ask: "Hu Tian, what are you dreaming about? How can you be so scared? Even flax fell... these three words came out!"
I looked at Xiong Ming and cursed: "You are such a damn talented daddy! Your whole family is so fucking talented!"
When Xiong Ming saw me starting to quarrel with him, he knew that there was nothing serious about me, so he smiled and said, "Hey, what on earth were you dreaming about?"
I said: "I dreamed that there was an old lady squatting there and stealing food left by Mr. Duoji..."
As I spoke, I pointed to the leather bucket placed on the stone in the southeast corner. However, what I never expected was that at this moment, the leather bucket was empty.
The leather bucket was originally filled to the brim by Old Dorje, but now it was thrown on the rocks like a torn bag, as if it had never contained anything.
I noticed the change in the bucket, and naturally everyone else noticed it too.
Hua Muling frowned and walked over. Just as she was about to reach out for the leather bucket, she heard Lao Duoji beside him shout sharply: "Stop!"
