Ancient Invasion [End Times]

The 140th day after the invasion. [First update] The only thing they have to do right now is to go back.

"The geographical location hasn't changed, but Dunzhekang has changed?" Lin Qian chewed on Cheng Sheng's words, a little dazed.

Listening to the doctor's words, why do you feel that Dun Zhekang is like a living creature?

Lin Qian shook the wild thoughts in his head, and looked at Cheng Sheng: "Doctor, what do you mean by sudden change?"

Cheng Sheng pursed his lips slightly, but did not answer.

Duan Yi said: "Leave here as soon as possible, there is no need to waste time here."

Zhang Jiuzhang nodded in agreement.

Regardless of whether Dunzhekang's local legends are good or bad, the reason they came here is to collect supplies and exchange them for the daily necessities needed by the two little girls, Xu Ying and Du Jingshu.

Originally, from the local people's description, Cheng Sheng and Duan Yi thought that only in the desert oasis of Dunzhekang could they find enough supplies, but they didn't expect that they found enough things to bring back to the station just after passing through the Populus euphratica forest.

No matter what the reason is, they stumbled into this oasis by mistake, the only thing they have to do now is to go back.

Dun Zhekang is an attractive mystery to Cheng Sheng, but now is definitely not a good time.

"We ran all the way in and didn't turn a few turns. If we go back the same way, we should go this way..." Du Nanrong drew a simple road map on the yellow sand all over the ground with a tree branch according to his memory, and looked at Duan Yi and Cheng Sheng.

"Let's go." Cheng Sheng nodded slightly, and the road map Du Nanrong drew on the ground was in the same direction as the impression left in his mind by running all the way.

Several people added water on the spot, and after a short rest, they immediately went back on the road.

Yang Mucuo still leads the way and walks ahead.

But this time, the speed of the youth's movement slowed down significantly.

From time to time, he stroked a few red willows beside him, and murmured that no one could understand.

"What is he doing?" Lin Qian asked in a low voice as he walked behind.

"Who knows, it's a godsend." Du Nanrong also replied in a low voice.

"Why do I feel like he's communicating with that tree?" Lin Qian frowned.

Zhang Jiuzhang walked past Lin Qian, rolled his eyes towards the sky, and left two words: "Nervous."

Lin Qian: "..."

Yang Mucuo became more and more irritable as he walked. Seeing this, Lin Qian, Du Nanrong, and Zhang Jiuzhang all secretly became vigilant, guarding against the out-of-control rage that Chen Nan said.

Seeing this, Duan Yi's eyes darkened, and he turned to the red willow forest that looked normal around him.

Tamarix is ​​the most common small tree in the desert. It is very suitable for fire-making materials, and its height is usually only about one to six meters.

The general height of the red willow forest in front of me is only three or four meters, and there is nothing unusual about it.

Duan Yi noticed that every time Yang Mucuo walked a certain distance, he would look for a few red willows as references, and his expression changed accordingly.

Seeing this, Duan Yi took a few steps back to observe the red willows that Yang Mucuo was staring at earlier.

And Cheng Sheng went straight to Yang Mucuo, he pressed the shoulder of the young man who was half a head taller than him, frowned slightly and shouted: "Yang Mucuo!"

He called Yangmucuo's name several times in a row. At first the young man struggled uneasily, but he couldn't get rid of Cheng Sheng's palm. His head and neck gradually swelled with the muscles and hair of a brown bear, but he was caught by the thorns on his neck. The hoop shrank in pain.

Lin Qian saw it from the side, and wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Cheng Sheng.

Soon, Lin Qian saw Yang Mucuo calm down slowly. He stood in front of Cheng Sheng panting, his chest heaving greatly, but he didn't show any more movements or resistance intentions.

The young man looked at Cheng Sheng, took a deep breath, his dark brown eyes flashed with anxiety and confusion.

"What did you find?" Cheng Sheng asked him.

The young man shook his head.

He paused, pointed to the red willows, and replied concisely: "It has changed."

Cheng Sheng frowned slightly, changed?

At this moment, Duan Yi stood in front of the red willow and observed, and said to Cheng Sheng: "Doctor, come here."

Cheng Sheng heard the words and walked over quickly: "What's wrong?"

"Look at its leaves." Duan Yi said.

"Usually, when identifying directions in the wild, we look at the leaves of the plants to identify the north and the south. Most plants have the habit of facing the south in light, and there is always one side that is more dense, showing a very clear difference. But the leaves of these red willows are different. Orientation is different.”

Du Nanrong heard what Duan Yi said, and he also came to look at it, but in his eyes, the density of these leaves seemed to be the same, and he didn't know how Duan Yi and Cheng Sheng could tell.

Lin Qian quietly pointed out to Du Gong the trick to distinguish the density from the side: "We don't see the overall density, so there will be visual errors. Count the main stems, see?"

Du Gong suddenly realized.

Cheng Sheng looked at the places Duan Yi pointed out to him, just like what Duan Yi said, at intervals, there were a few red willows with completely different orientations.

This is almost impossible to happen in the same red willow forest.

It's as if they are constantly moving and reversing direction.

How is this possible?

Duan Yi squatted down, and lightly touched the yellow sand under the tree with his palm. He saw that the yellow sand under the tree was a layer of soft golden yellow at first, and then it was wet sand with a darker color. Usually, this kind of wet sand would only appear in the Dig a dozen centimeters deep.

Seeing this, Cheng Sheng immediately squatted down and continued to push out. The wet sand was only a few centimeters thick.

Cheng Sheng paused. It was impossible for such a sandwich-like layer of soil to be naturally distributed under the trees.

The layer of dark, wet sand was more likely to have been turned up at random.

Duan Yi frowned, and immediately stood up and said to the others: "Keep a distance from these red willows."

"Ah?" Du Nanrong was stunned for a moment.

They were in the red willow forest. Looking left and right, they were all red willows. Although they were not as densely spaced as in the primeval forest, they still couldn't fully expand the beast-like density. How could they hide?

Du Nanrong took a deep breath and asked, "Is there any problem with these red willows? Will they catch people or something?"

"It's hard to say." Cheng Sheng said, "If you're lucky, you won't be able to touch it. If you're unlucky, no one knows what will happen."

Du Nanrong swallowed.

What the doctor said was almost the same as if he didn't say it, except that it made him panic even more.

Cheng Sheng glanced at Du Nanrong, and said again: "If you hit it, keep calm. The strength of plants can pierce glass, cut off wooden stakes, try to relax and don't let it put pressure on you, we will find a way to put you down .”

Du Nanrong forced a smile, and the doctor's comfort made people even more disturbed.

"Besides, there is still grass." Lin Qian comforted, "Let Cao save you, whoever dares to tie up our Du Gong, let Cao tie him up first."

Du Nanrong turned his head and glanced at the saxifrage that was squatting. Since he hit this Gobi, the saxifrage started to sag, and he had to drink a few sips of water from time to time.

Du Nanrong unscrewed the water bottle again, poured some water into the bottle cap, and added water to the saxifrage, muttering in his mouth: "Grass, if anything happens, it's all up to you... cheer up baby .”

The saxifrage shrunk into a small "Thumbelina", soaked the whole root in the bottle cap, shook the leaves lazily, and spread four words from all over the body - very good.

Du Nanrong took good care of the little ancestor, then capped the bottle, and followed the team on the road.

From time to time, he stared suspiciously at the red willow forests on both sides. He always felt that since the doctor reminded them, the forest had become a little more sinister, as if he could always see something shaking from the corner of his eye.

Du Nanrong wiped his face and warned himself not to scare himself with paranoia.

He calculated the distance, and he should walk a certain distance before he could see the Populus euphratica forest and seabuckthorn when he came in.

As long as they saw Populus euphratica forest and seabuckthorn, they would be able to leave this place quickly, and they had nothing to do with the giant spider wasp in the red willow forest.

Du Nanrong waited eagerly for the golden Populus euphratica forest to appear in front of his eyes.

However, the fact is that they walked to the place where Populus euphratica forest should have been, but in front of them it turned into an endless desert, and there was no sign that could let them identify the direction.

They don't even know if this desert is the same as the desert they passed through when they came, if yes, where is it, if not, where is it?

The desert is like a no-man's land full of mosaics. Even if it is only one kilometer away from the edge of the desert, it is very likely to go farther and farther, making people feel lost.

"This... Where did this go?" Du Nanrong asked hesitantly.

He looked around, but he didn't see the shadow of Populus euphratica, as if a huge forest had just evaporated out of thin air.

"Then shall we continue to move forward?" Lin Qian took a light breath and asked.

"...No, let's go back to the oasis." Duan Yi said in a deep voice.

Walking into an unknown desert is no different from committing suicide.

One of the first things to do in survival in the wild is to determine where you are and in which direction you want to go.

Otherwise, it is like in this desert, walking deeper and deeper into the hinterland of the desert, and finally completely deviates from the destination, and will only die alive in the no-man's land of the desert.

Compared with entering the desert, at least this oasis can bring them more resources and vitality—even if this oasis is called the devil's frontier.

Without saying a word, Zhang Jiuzhang climbed up to a nearby red willow, stood on a high place and looked into the distance.

His face froze, and then became extremely ugly. He lowered his head and said to the people under the tree: "The Populus euphratica forest is over there."

His finger pointed in the direction of three o'clock, which deviated from their route by nearly 45 degrees.

And none of them noticed it.

"How is it possible?!" Lin Qian couldn't believe it.

"The fact is that we have gone astray." Zhang Jiuzhang said coldly.

But at least they found the position of Populus euphratica, which is good news.

He was about to walk under the tree, but he didn't expect that the red willow under him suddenly trembled greatly, as if an earthquake had occurred.

In order to stabilize his balance, Zhang Jiuzhang quickly lowered his body and hugged the tree trunk.

Yang Mucuo's eyes widened suddenly, he grabbed Cheng Sheng and kept shouting: "Dun Zhe! Dian Zhe!"

In Tibetan, "Dunzhe" means "devil", and this desert oasis of Dunzhekang got its name from it.

Lin Qian had also heard Uncle Tashi and Asana's explanation of this place, and he couldn't help but feel his scalp tighten when he heard Yang Mucuo yelling "Dun Zhe" a little out of composure.

devil?