From the standstill of time, across the heavens

The tired people who had been traveling all night, seeing this kind of scenery, couldn’t help being refreshed. Shirley Yang exclaimed: “The desert is so beautiful, God, look at that Populus euphratica tree, it’s like a golden tree in the desert. The Shenlong." Take out the camera, press the shutter button repeatedly, hoping to preserve this beautiful scenery.

When everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery, Hu Bayi noticed that An Liman was staring at the rising sun in the east, and there was a trace of uneasiness on his face. The experienced Hu Bayi also noticed something was wrong.

After all, even children know that if the morning glow does not go out, the sunset glow travels thousands of miles, and the red clouds in the morning are not a good omen.

"Old man, is the sky going to change?" Hu Bayi asked uncertainly.

"The clouds in the sky are bleeding. God is probably angry. It's going to blow up in this desert, and it's going to be very, very strong." An Liman said.

When Hu Bayi heard the words, without hesitation, he immediately ran to explain the situation to Professor Chen and the others.

Hearing that Hu Bayi said that there was going to be a big storm that could not be stopped by building a sand wall, everyone's expressions changed, and they hurriedly obeyed Hu Bayi's order, got on the camel and prepared to run.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old man An Liman slowly got off the camel, took out a blanket, spread it on the yellow sand unhurriedly, knelt on it, closed his eyes slightly, looked devout, and stretched out his hands to the sky , and then covered his face again, chanting aloud.

"Hey, Hu, do you think it's urgent or not?" asked the impatient Fatty Wang.

"Okay, leave him alone, Lao Hu, take them first, as fast as possible, don't delay." Hao Shuai knew that this black sandstorm was not a joke, and if it was blown away, even if he was as strong as Hao Shuai, he would There is nowhere to find them.

Hu Bayi quickly greeted the crowd, urged the big camel under his crotch, and started to run first.

Sure enough, not a while after the crowd set off, they heard the voice of "Oh Yo Yo Yo" from behind, and then, a camel quickly passed the crowd and ran forward.

Who else could it be if it wasn't An Liman!

### Chapter 389 Terrible Black Sandstorm###

The camels also felt the danger signal from the sky, and as if they were going crazy, they threw off their four big hooves and ran wildly in the desert.

I usually walk on a camel, and it is very interesting to shake it, but once it starts to run, it will be very bumpy, which is a state that is more bumpy than riding a horse.

Hao Shuai, who had known this situation for a long time, was like riding a horse when he first entered the desert. He used his thoughts to isolate himself from the hump. This not only avoided the bumps, but also saved energy for the poor camel. Weight, ordinary camels really can't move Hao Shuai.

Hao Shuai didn't suffer, but Hu Bayi and the others couldn't do it. They lay tightly on the camel's back and let the camel carry them forward, for fear that they would fall off if they couldn't hold it firmly.

The running camel caravan sprinted across the desert, and a huge yellow dragon was rolled up by the raised yellow sand. Everyone wore goggles on their eyes, and covered their noses and mouths with scarves. The cool and handsome sunglasses followed silently, paying attention to those who might fall behind at any time.

Fortunately, no one left behind in the group until noon, but everyone was exhausted, and the vigorous camels were also sweating profusely, so they had to slow down.

Seeing the state of everyone, Hu Bayi had to ask An Liman to stop and let everyone take a rest.

As soon as the camel stopped, the old Professor Chen rolled over from the back of the camel and fell into the sand out of breath, unable to utter a word. The frail Ye Yixin was also pale and retched there. with.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the sand and dust blown up covered the sky and the sun. Hao Shuai told everyone to eat a few mouthfuls of dry food and drink more water at this time, and he didn't care about saving water at this time.

Everyone quickly took out the naan and dried meat, and ate a few mouthfuls of water indiscriminately, while Hu Bayi checked everyone's situation one by one and counted the supplies.

After a short rest, a gust of wind blew across the sand dunes, rolling up strands of fine sand, and the distant sky gradually turned dark yellow. An Liman shouted: "The trade wind is coming, don't rest anymore! God bless you, There are so many of us, let's run for our lives!"

The members of the archaeological team dragged their exhausted bodies and climbed onto the camel again. At this time, they could no longer care about the physical strength of the camel, and shouted and urged the camel to run.

"Fatty, you are in the front, watching An Liman, Lao Hu, you are in the middle, watching the others, and I will be in the back." Hao Shuai instructed Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang.

Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang nodded, and after making an OK gesture, they went to the front and middle of the team respectively.

The sky was still clear just now, but it seemed to darken in an instant. The wind came too fast, and more and more fine sand was swept into the air by the wind.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the sand was raging, and there was a dark yellow everywhere. After running to the back, all the archaeological team stopped, and the camels seemed to be frightened, and they couldn't run away.

No matter how the old man An Liman whipped him, he didn't listen to the command, he lined up, squatted on the spot, and buried his head in the sand.

When the camel died, it kept this posture, as if the sinner was being punished.

An Liman said that these camels were frightened by Hu Da's black wind and sand. They knew that the black wind and sand would come soon, and it was useless to run, so they simply knelt on the ground and waited to die.

"Why are there two people missing? Where are the magic stick and Professor Chen?" Hu Bayi, who had finished counting the number of people, suddenly shouted.

It was only at this time that the others realized that two people had fallen behind, and they didn't know for a while when the two fell behind.

Hu Bayi drove the camel anxiously and wanted to go back to find Hao Shuai and Professor Chen, but was stopped by Fatty Wang.

"Old Hu, the wind and sand are so big, it's useless for you to go back now."

"Fatty, you can't just leave them alone!"

"You forgot how powerful the magic stick is. He should have gone to save Professor Chen. I have confidence in him."

……

Just as Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang, the sharp-eyed Xue Liyang noticed a camel walking out of the wind and sand, and a person could be vaguely seen sitting on the camel.

"Look, they seem to be back." Shirley Yang said.

Everyone looked in the direction. Sure enough, as the distance approached, a camel could be seen running towards them. The hunchback was Hao Shuai carrying Professor Chen.

After Hao Shuai joined the crowd, they realized that it was Professor Chen who fell off his hunchback and passed out just now, and was discovered and rescued by Hao Shuai at the back of the hall.

As for Professor Chen's camel, he abandoned Professor Chen long ago and ran away by himself.

Seeing that Professor Chen was safe and sound, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but soon they thought of the coming black sandstorm, and thought that they were about to be buried alive, and their faces turned pale again.

"Everyone run this way, there is a ruins of an ancient city over there." Hao Shuai, who was on a hunchback, pointed to a sandy mountain not far away.

This is the position that Hao Shuai flew to mid-air to observe just now.

Hearing Hao Shuai's words, everyone showed surprise eyes, no one doubted Hao Shuai's words, they all rode on the camels and drove the camels to go in the direction Hao Shuai pointed.

It's a pity that at this time the camels really seemed to be waiting to die, no matter how everyone drove them, it was useless.

"An Liman, if you don't want to die, take us there. Otherwise, you will all die here." Hu Bayi grabbed An Liman and said.

Seeing that everyone trusted Hao Shuai so much, An Liman thought that he would die if he left, or he would die if he didn't leave. He immediately rode the leading camel to lead the way, and the camels behind followed closely.

When everyone rushed to the sand mountain, there was indeed a dilapidated city wall under the sand mountain, and there was a big rammed earth fortress below it, which was a small ancient city relic.

Most of the buildings in the ruins of the ancient city were buried by yellow sand, and some houses had collapsed. Only the solid city wall stood out, exposed to the wind and sun, and it had already turned into the same color as the desert for an unknown number of years.

The members of the archaeological team survived the catastrophe. Everyone's face was yellow, and it was hard to tell whether it was the yellow face from fright or the dust on their faces.

When the people got off the camels, An Liman directed the camels to lie down beside the wall, while Hu Bayi led a group of people down from the broken roof of a big house one after another.

This is a facility similar to a yamen or a city hall. It is relatively tall, but unfortunately, most of it has been submerged by yellow sand, so that everyone can only bend their backs. When they raise their heads a little, they will bump into the wooden beams above.

Hao Shuai asked Hu Bayi to build a fire with the wormwood seeds under the outer wall of the house, take care of everyone, and then walked out of the roof directly to face the black sandstorm under the incredible eyes of everyone.

"God stick, what are you doing? Come back soon~~"

"Daozhang, it's dangerous outside!"

"Crazy~ crazy~~"

……

At this time, the big sandstorm has come, and the wind is howling, shaking the sky and the earth. Hao Shuai ignored the words inside. Looking at the mighty power of nature, he couldn't help but think of the story about the yellow wind in Journey to the West No. 20. The description of the monster's evil wind: good wind!The real advantages and disadvantages: the world changes in the cold, and the yellow sand swirls without shadows or shapes.Breaking through the forest and breaking the ridges, pouring pine and plum blossoms, spreading the soil, raising dust and collapsing the mountains...

Thinking of this, Hao Shuai suddenly wanted to experience the experience of Sun Dasheng being blown somersaults, so he covered his whole body with thoughts, flew to the center of the black sandstorm, and let the strong wind blow him around.

After experiencing the excitement like a roller coaster, Hao Shuai calmed down and flew back to the ruins of the ancient city. On the way, he saw a few gazelles at the corner of the city wall, and went out to shoot two more.

###3 Ninety Chapters Desert Marching Ants###

When Hao Shuai returned to the place where everyone took refuge, everyone showed incredible eyes. They knew that Hao Shuai was strong, but they didn't expect him to be strong enough to fight against the mighty power of nature with his body.

After being shocked, after seeing the two gazelles in Hao Shuai's hands, they were all very happy.

These days, everyone eats dried meat and dry food every day. They have long been tired of eating, and the birds have faded out of their mouths. Now that there is fresh meat to eat, even Professor Chen has looked forward to it.

Only An Liman warned Hao Shuai seriously, saying that the animals in the desert are all Hu Da's people, and let him release the gazelle, otherwise Hu Da will blame him.

"Free life? Don't even think about it." When Hao Shuai heard about the release, Fatty Wang exploded before Hao Shuai said anything. He took the yellow sheep from Hao Shuai's hand and called Chu Jian and Sa Dipeng to come. On the one hand, he directly killed the sheep and skinned it.

Hao Shuai couldn't help but smile at An Liman's words, what about Hu Da?In the land of the flower growers, only the five-star red flag can control Hao Shuai, and the others are all in vain.

By the way, gazelle seems to be a national first-class protected animal?

Killed two of them?

Is it particularly serious?

Doesn't it have to be more than five years and less than ten years?

Thinking of this, Hao Shuai couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Will he be approached by the god of crabs?

However, Hao Shuai suddenly thought that it was only 1986 now, and it seemed that it was only promulgated and implemented in 1989, so Hao Shuai felt at ease.

Just as Hao Shuai was wandering, Xue Liyang and Hu Bayi came over and said, "I just found some wolf footprints in the corner."

"Don't be nervous. At least it's safe until the black sandstorm is over. As for who threatens who after it's over, it's still a question." Hao Shuai waved his hand, indicating that there is no problem.

"That's right, this abandoned city is a refuge given by Hu Da to the animals in the desert. We haven't seen it. Behind those broken houses and broken walls, there may be many sand wolves, yellow sheep, and sand leopards hiding behind those broken houses... A big sandstorm is blowing in the sky, and the animals on the ground are terrified, and no one cares about each other. After the sandstorm passes, you may find that the wolf and gazelle are hiding in the same room. It's time to show its teeth, and if it's a gazelle, it's time to stick out its horns." An Liman said on the side.

"Old Hu, you and I went out to bring in water, food and sleeping bags, and you know when this black sandstorm will end."

After finishing speaking, Hao Shuai led Hu Bayi to the camel in a strong wind and brought the things back.

When Hao Shuai came back, Fatty Wang and the others had already disposed of the gazelle, one of which was already roasting on the fire, and the other was waiting for Hao Shuai to bring the iron pot so that it could be stewed.

As time went by, the refuge room gradually filled with a burst of aroma, which is the smell of roasted mutton mixed with fresh mutton soup.

"Guru~"

"Guru~"

"Gudu~"

"Gudu~"

The sound of swallowing saliva and stomach growling sounded one after another in the shelter.

"You can eat."

As Hao Shuai's voice fell, everyone consciously took a bowl of mutton soup with their bowls and chopsticks, and ate a piece of roasted mutton with gusto.

"It's so delicious. I didn't expect that I, Wang Kaixuan, could eat mutton soup and roasted mutton in the desert. No one would believe me when I told it." Fatty Wang said, taking a mouthful of mutton and a mouthful of white wine, which was specially brought in for use. Warming.

"If Daoist Hao didn't save me, I would really report to Marx this time." Professor Chen thanked him sincerely after drinking half a bowl of mutton soup in one go.

Others were drinking mutton soup and grilled mutton, and they all looked at Hao Shuai gratefully.

After drinking and eating, the group chatted around the campfire.

At this time, Hao Aiguo pointed to Ye Yixin's hand and said, "Xiao Xiao... Xiao Ye, what is in your hand?"

Hearing Hao Aiguo's question, Ye Yixin looked down and saw that what she thought was a wooden stick in her hand was actually a dead bone. She was so frightened that she dropped the bone in her hand and jumped up. Huarong shouted palely: "Bone...bones, there are many more here! So many bones!"

Hao Aiguo turned around very calmly, glanced at the bones on the ground, and criticized: "Xiaoye, you can't do this. Are we archaeologists afraid of bones?"

Ye Yixin said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Teacher Hao, I...I just didn't expect...that there would be human bones in it, and I wasn't mentally prepared enough."

"This seems to be a real human bone?" Hao Aiguo was used to seeing corpses, so he dug out a few thick bones from the yellow sand without fear.

Hu Bayi said with some doubts: "Professor Hao, these bones look a little strange."

"What's so strange about this? They are indeed human bones." Hao Aiguo thought that what Hu Bayi said was that these were not human bones.

"The bones and flesh of the dead in the desert will not rot, and they are usually dried naturally and become mummies." Hu Bayi explained.

"But there's not even a bit of flesh on these white bones." Xue Liyang continued with a serious face.

"Maybe it was eaten up by wolves!"

Perhaps because he was used to such situations in the desert, An Liman said indifferently, without any waves in his tone.

"It's eaten by wolves, it was eaten by ants. Under the sand is the old nest of desert army ants." Hao Shuai, who was still eating and drinking, told the truth directly.

"Ants gnawed? God stick, what kind of ants have you seen that can eat people?" The uneducated Fatty Wang didn't believe it.

Not only Fatty Wang didn't believe it, but everyone else at the scene looked at Hao Shuai in disbelief. Only Shirley Yang, who is a photographer of National Geographic magazine and can be described as well-informed, seemed to think of something at this time, showing a hint of thought. look.

"It's terrible to be uneducated, Fatty, read more books in the future." Hao Shuai looked at Fatty Wang contemptuously, then turned to Shirley Yang and said, "You popularize scientific knowledge for them."

"Are you talking about desert army ants?" Shirley Yang's face changed, and she looked at Hao Shuai, not sure.

"Bingo, congratulations on getting the answer right. This is your prize." Hao Shuai took out a can of Coke and put it in Shirley Yang's hand.

If it was a minute ago, Shirley Yang might be happy to drink a can of Coke in the desert, but now she doesn't even have time to think about where Hao Shuai's Coke came from, and she said with a frightened face: "Really! Are they desert army ants?"

"Hey! I said what are you two talking about? What are desert army ants?" The ignorant and fearless Fatty Wang murmured.

Shirley Yang, who had already got the answer from Hao Shuai's expression, explained to everyone: "Desert marching ants are a kind of ants with black body and blood-red tail. One is as big as a knuckle, because they are highly disciplined." It is named after the ability to coordinate and organize. Wherever the desert marching ants pass, it is like locusts crossing the border, and no grass will grow. Humans and animals will be gnawed to the bones, which is terrible. The most terrible thing is the formic acid in their mouths. Neurotoxins that paralyze animals."

"Oh my god, it's so scary, I can't stay here anymore, why don't you run away?" Hearing Xue Liyang say such horror, Fatty Wang, who had always been fearless, yelled.

Not to mention the intellectuals like Professor Chen, who looked around tremblingly, as if they were worried that desert army ants would suddenly emerge from the sand.