Grave Robbery starts with the three-legged Golden Crow bloodline

"A spectacle?"

Luo Chen said he was shocked, okay?
As I said before, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is, just like this 'spectacle' in front of me.

Looking at the little old man at this time, he quickly turned over from the camel, took out a woolen blanket, and knelt down towards the setting sun.

While making gestures with his hands, he kept muttering in his mouth, as if performing a prayer ceremony. .

Luo Chen was about to call the little old man to start running, but he didn't expect the little old man to get on the camel very quickly after praying, then turned around and pulled Luo Chen's camel and ran away.

running and shouting
"Isn't it a spectacle? I'm dying? Run, the black sandstorm is coming!"

As soon as the little old man said this, the people who were still lamenting the nature just now were all dumbfounded.

"Is this old man having a convulsion?"

"How can there be a black sandstorm!"

Before everyone could react, a pitch-black scene appeared at the end of their line of sight, moving towards everyone like a black wall covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

"Run, hold on to the camels, don't get blown away."

After hearing Luo Chen's words, the people who were still in a panic regained a little composure, and leaned tightly on the camel to stabilize themselves.

The camels moved quickly in one direction under the leadership of An Liman, and Luo Chen rode a camel to the end of the team. He did not forget,

I haven't finished my challenge mission yet, if I let this black sand blow away, the mission will be lost.

Under Luo Chen's deliberate arrangement and care, everyone in the archaeological team retained a lot of physical strength. What Luo Chen feared the most was whether the old physique of the two professors could carry it.

But obviously, although everyone hurried along the way, there was no shortage of water or food, so the health of the two professors was still very good.

The black sand that covered the sky became more and more violent, and countless things were swept up by the wind and sand and brought to the sky. A disaster like the end of the world came, and darkness covered every place visible to the naked eye in the desert.

Not a single piece of sand is immune.

Just when Luo Chen was always on guard, a black shadow flew up from the middle of the team, and the wind blew the sand so hard that his eyes couldn't be opened, so there was no one missing in the team.

Fortunately, it was Luo Chen who was walking behind, and with a flick of the diamond cable in his hand, he pulled that flying figure onto his camel in an instant.

It was this little girl surnamed Ye. After checking Xiaoye's condition, Luo Chen was relieved. There was no scar on her body, and her breathing was very stable. She probably either fainted or was blown out.

As the black sandstorm raged, everyone's physical strength gradually began to run out, but fortunately, there was obviously Ou Huang in the team.

At this time, Fatty Hu's voice came from ahead, and only Luo Chen could hear it in this black desert.

"Quick, there is a place to hide in front, let's go there!"

When everyone walked to this dilapidated refuge with great difficulty, they were exhausted. Fortunately, although this refuge was dilapidated, it still defended against the black sandstorm.

Keep this rare quiet for everyone.

Getting off the camel, everyone supported each other and walked into a slightly better house, while the little old man hurriedly settled his camel.

The black sandstorm was still raging, and a group of people looked at each other, their faces full of joy for the rest of their lives.

An Liman also came to Luo Chen's side after setting up the camel, still holding a blanket in his hand.

"Sir, someone must have made Hu Da angry. Fortunately, you are in the team, otherwise we will all die!"

As he spoke, he laid out a blanket, opened his arms, and looked devoutly at the desert in front of him.

To be honest, An Liman's performance this time made Luo Chen a little impressed. When the danger came, he didn't think of running first, but pulled Luo Chen together.

This is almost impossible for An Liman. Although he thinks that Luo Chen has something to do with his beliefs, it is very rare to be able to do this at the critical moment of life and death.

"Master Luo, our fat man just went out and brought in all our supplies, but all the water we brought was swept away by the black sandstorm!"

When Xiao Hu was counting the number of people and materials, he found that the water carried by everyone was gone, so he hurriedly came to Luo Chen.

When everyone heard that the water was gone, they couldn't help but lose their morale. The little girl Xiaoye was almost crying, her eyes were red.

"Okay, looking at each of you, if you don't know, you might think someone died here."

Looking at the shocked expressions of everyone, Luo Chen couldn't help shouting angrily, and then with a big wave of his hand, several boxes of yogurt soup were piled on the ground.

Before everyone was shocked, Luo Chen waved his hand again, and more than a dozen kettles filled with water appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone in the archaeological team present was shocked and opened their mouths wide. Looking at the scene in front of them that was beyond the scope of science, Professor Hao couldn't help shouting out.

"Tianguan, this is unscientific, how did you do it?"

Looking at Professor Hao who no longer looked like a professor at this time, Luo Chen was also upset for a while.

"What is unscientific? I have a history of 5000 years in China. Do you think that the things left by the ancestors are all feudal superstitions?"

"Fortunately, you are also a professor of archeology, haven't you seen or heard of Qimen Dunjia?"

Although Professor Hao didn't get angry after being reprimanded by Luo Chen, he wanted to say something more, but Luo Chen stared back.

"Shut up, take a good rest, and act recklessly in front of a group of students."

Seeing that Professor Hao was finally not being rash, Luo Chen also turned his gaze to Xue Li who was sitting on the ground beside her. This girl has been rubbing her eyes since she came in.

Luo Chen is still very concerned about the descendants of Partridge Whistle, otherwise Hua Ling will blame him. . .

"Sherry, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just sand in my eyes!"

Luo Chen was relieved when he heard that the wind and sand had blinded his eyes, but he had another bad idea in his heart.

"Ahem, little Hu, go help Xue Li, the little girl is really uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Xiao Hu in a funny way, and then dragged the fat man who was in the way to the door of the small house.

"Hey, Master Luo, you really worry about everything!"

"Bah, you fat bastard."

Looking at the fat man with a smirk on his face, Luo Chen couldn't help but cursed with a smile, then took out his special cigarette, took out one himself, and threw the whole pack to the fat man.

The fat man lighted it for Luo Chen swiftly, and then lit one himself, looking at the black sand all over the sky outside.

"Master Luo, when do you think this damn weather will stop?"

Before Luo Chen could answer, An Liman, who was praying behind him, took the conversation directly.

"It's hard to say, maybe it can be stopped in three to five days, and maybe it can't be stopped in more than ten days."

The fat man obviously couldn't hear the little old man's words, and just about to say something, there was a rustling sound from outside.