Artisans in Tunli

Chapter 118 Moving On
I watched Xia Juanjuan frantically searching for the source of the sound in her backpack, anxiously waiting for some good news.

"Ah! It's a phone!" The voice came from the satellite phone in Xia Juanjuan's hand.

"Come on!"

Xia Juanjuan was also a little overwhelmed by the series of strange events, she held the phone in her hand and didn't move for a while.I simply grabbed it and pressed the call button.

"Hello? Is it Juanjuan?" Marvin's voice was on the other end of the phone, and I quickly replied that it was me.

When Marvin heard our voices, he breathed a sigh of relief.Uncle Xiang also came over at this time, and asked Ma Wen what was the matter, why did you tie up a camel and tie him up?
"Don't talk, I'm...I'm in a..." The phone seemed to be disturbed by something, and the intermittent voice hung up after a beep.

We heard a general idea that he should be somewhere in the desert now, but we don't know exactly where.I think he may not even know what happened.

However, as long as he is still alive, it means there is still hope.But Jiang Shan doesn't have a phone in her hand, so I don't know if she can find Ma Wen.Feeling flustered again, he put down the phone and packed his luggage.

"Thirteen, what are you doing?" Seeing me packing up my things, Uncle Xiang came over to stop me, and continued, "Calm down! If you search aimlessly like this, you might get lost in the Here. Take my word of advice, boy."

At this moment, my mind is full of Jiang Shan's face. If I can't find her, I'm afraid I will be driven crazy.

Xia Juanjuan also came over at this time, and said in a low voice: "Brother Shisan, we are also very anxious, but if you want to leave like this, let alone whether you can find them, what if you get lost?"

"Juanjuan is right, don't forget, besides them, there are many people worth cherishing."

What they said made sense, and the struggle between the light side and the dark side in my heart stopped for the time being.

"Let me see, the two of them must have accidentally entered the wormhole and traveled to another place." Xia Juanjuan moved to my side and pulled my luggage aside.

I also don't want to talk, because it's useless to talk about flowers now.My head was a little dizzy, and I wobbled back to the edge of the tent, and got into it all at once, hoping that this was all a dream, and when I woke up, Jiang Shan would appear in front of me.

When he woke up, there was indeed someone in front of him.However, it was Uncle Xiang.

"Why don't you sleep in your tent?" I rubbed my eyes and said to him.

"Boy, let's see whose tent this is."

I looked around and realized it wasn't my tent.Maybe it was yesterday that I was too sad and my mind was confused, which affected my optic nerve.

Thinking of this, I quickly climbed out, planning to go back to my tent to have a look.As soon as I got out of the tent, I found that my tent was shaking irregularly.

Looking around, Xia Juanjuan also got out of the tent.Looking at the sky, it is still clear and there is not a trace of wind.

Two people were missing, and besides me I saw two others.Outside now, there is no sign of wind.So, who is in my tent?
Wolf?It shouldn't be logical, wolves are basically dispatched in groups, and it is broad daylight now, even if there are, they should be avoiding the scorching sun.

When I was still hesitating, Uncle Xiang came out, and he seemed to have seen the commotion in my tent.I asked me in a low voice if Xia Juanjuan had also gone to the wrong tent. At this moment, Xia Juanjuan patted Uncle Xiang on the shoulder from behind, saying that it was convenient for her to go.

"Brother Thirteen, do you think it's Sister Jiang Shan inside?" Xia Juanjuan said while brushing her teeth.

I shook my head and said, if it was really her, she would have come to us long ago.It should be some kind of animal. The food and water we brought may have attracted them.

After speaking, I walked to the edge of the bonfire, pulled out a dry tree root that hadn't been extinguished, and walked lightly towards the tent.It may be that my movements were not gentle enough. After the things inside heard my movements, they immediately jumped left and right like crazy.After a while, the tent was knocked apart.

Looking at the hoof exposed outside, the hanging heart fell to the ground.Feelings are a lonely antelope, judging from the size of their hooves, they should be an old sheep.

Uncle Xiang stepped forward and let the antelope out. He saw the broken horns on its head, which should have been sawed off.Uncle Xiang asked us if we wanted to eat mutton, and we both shook our heads like rattles. Xia Juanjuan also said that the antelope is a protected animal.

I don't know if it's to protect animals, but I don't like to eat mutton, and in this situation, even if I eat lobster and abalone, it's tasteless.

After letting the antelope go, I looked at the messy tent ravaged by it, and I began to recall Jiang Shan's face in my mind, sighed and squatted down to tidy up.

Fortunately, the tent frame is made of carbon fiber, which is durable, otherwise it would be scrapped.After checking the supplies, there was no major loss except that half of the bag and two apples were eaten by the antelope.

Xia Juanjuan called me to have breakfast from behind, but I had no appetite and waved my hand to her.After a while, she brought me a cup of milk tea and insisted that I drink it.He talked about the upcoming adventure and pointed at me as a danger warning.If I collapse, everyone will really be doomed this time.

That's right, as long as I don't see Jiang Shan's body, bah, as long as I don't see Jiang Shan, I can't be so discouraged.Thinking about it, he took Xia Juanjuan's milk tea and poured it into his stomach.

We didn't stay here too long, I looked around and after confirming that there were no traces of humans, I followed them and left.

Uncle Xiang said that the antelope that ran away just now should not be left behind, but may have found us because of being too hungry.Looking in the direction of his finger, there is a small black spot in the distance, which should be the antelope we let go.

"Let's just follow it, maybe we will find a source of water. Although our current water is still enough, we must be fully prepared." After speaking, Uncle Xiang pulled the camel lightly with the rein, and with the sound of the camel bell, he headed into the distance run.

We started from the east, the reason is that there are few people here and it won't attract too many people's ideas.A bigger reason is that we suspect that Sun Heizi also started from here.

Even if they set off earlier than us, it is impossible to see no shadows. Could it be that they flew in?

When I was resting at noon, I couldn't fall asleep anyway. I first thought about how long Jiang Shan could survive without water and food.Then I thought of the collapse of the "Institute of Mysterious Power", Liu Chunling's gentle words and Yin Mei's never smiling face.

I haven't told Xia Juanjuan about it yet, so I don't know how she will behave when she knows the truth.It seems that these words can only be explained to her slowly after the matter is over.

Sitting under the canvas, I looked at the desert in the distance, trying to drive all these troubles out.When I was thinking wildly, the face of teacher Zhang Guoli suddenly appeared in my mind. I remembered that when I was bored, I enrolled in a Qing history elective. The teacher said that Ji Xiaolan was also assigned to XJ by Qianlong.

However, I don’t know if we were sent to the desert, and our current situation is no different from that of being sent to the desert.

As the sun went down, we started heading southwest again.

During dinner in the evening, I looked at the round moon in the sky and asked Xia Juanjuan, who was playing with the computer, what lunar calendar day it was today.

When I saw her tearing the broken skin on her mouth with my hands, I quickly grabbed her and said don't tear it, the more it is torn, the more serious it will be.

She adjusted her glasses and said that today is the fourteenth, and tomorrow will be the night of the full moon.

He took out the small book he brought with him and put it in his hand. On the first page after opening it was a little pig drawn by Jiang Shan. After looking at it for a long time, he turned to the second page.It records the poem translated from the stone slab, "When the sun shines, the full moon is born".

My heart is not good, if we can't find that Baisha Yulou tomorrow, I'm afraid we will have to wait until the fifteenth of next month.And the fifteenth day of next month is the traditional Chinese festival, the Ghost Festival, commonly known as "Ghost Festival".

Thinking of such a large desert, I don’t know how many people’s bones have been buried. If we are still here during the Ghost Festival, maybe we will see some weird scenes.

I'm still thinking about it, but it's no use worrying.Xia Juanjuan seemed to see what I was thinking, and reached out to pass my small notebook. Looking at the words I wrote on it, she complained that the words were so ugly.

"Brother Thirteen, don't worry, there is a saying. There must be a way for a car to reach the mountain, and there is a poem for a boat to go straight to the bridge. Fate sometimes must be there, and there is no time to force it. "

I don't know when she, who had a sad face when she first entered the desert, wanted to leave.However, at least now it is someone else who comforts me, not me who comforts others.

Uncle Xiang got out of the tent and said he couldn't sleep.Seeing that he was doing nothing, Xia Juanjuan strongly urged him to continue telling us about his going into the desert.

I don't think I've ever seen him smoke before. I saw him coughing violently a few times. I sat up straight and asked for one.In fact, he didn't feel that well. He tried to call Marvin a few times during the day, and although he got through, there was no one answering.

After listening to Xia Juanjuan's request, he frowned, took a puff of cigarette, and began to talk.

Ever since he was chased by that group of people, he had been thinking in his heart that he might not be able to escape if he fled to other places, so he might as well go into the desert.Thinking of this, he climbed out along the small window on the back wall, but the people holding torches behind him still chased after him.

As he was running, he thought about the faces of Pan Qiaolan and the little Taoist. He wished they hadn't been to that village.Otherwise, they might have already married Pan Qiaolan by now.

As I ran and thought, the voice behind me gradually faded away.He stopped, panting heavily.Looking at the scattered torches that disappeared in the distance, I felt a little lucky.But when he turned around, what he saw startled him.

In the sky not far away, it was gray. Anyone with experience knew that it was a sandstorm blowing over.

But if he went back now, he would not survive. He gritted his teeth and strengthened his belief.Thinking that he would die anyway, even if he died in this barren land, he wouldn't want to die in the hands of those madmen.

(End of this chapter)