He moved his shoulders and neck, and kicked his body upwards.

Ye Liuxi picked up something from the ground, patted it hard, and handed it to him: "He fell off the umbrella."

Changdong turned around and left.

After two nights of staying in the car, I finally could lie straight and lie down. In addition, there was no sound of wind outside, so it was extremely quiet.

Originally, he would have had a good night's sleep tonight, but Changdong always felt that something was in trouble, like the star that burst out when drilling wood to make fire in the wild. If he didn't quickly use the grass floss and cotton material to bake, the fire would not be out.

Ye Liuxi's tent was next to him, and he could be heard tossing and turning inside: "I'm still thinking about No. 2 of Bailongdui?"

This suddenly reminded Changdong.

"Liuxi, have you noticed that if there is really White Dragon Dui No. 2, it will not accept living people."

"The person who holds the spoon is not necessarily the one who was scared when Hui Ba died. Later, he went back and witnessed some things again. Maybe he also saw how those things disappeared from his eyes... but he was not taken away."

In other words, the dead are gone and the living are left behind.

The words "not accepting living people" are too scary, and Ye Liuxi's scalp is slightly numb: "What did you think of?"

Changdong whispered: "We encountered strange things in a few nights in a row. These nights have something in common, and they all have strong winds and sandstorms."

There is a saying in the heart of the desert: late at night, when a large sandstorm is scraped, by chance, you will see the ghosts of Yumen Pass.

When Hui Ba died, the song was like the waves in the sky, stacked layer by layer, like countless wandering souls humming: "Yumen Pass, Ghost Pass, blood flows when you come out..."

The old woman in a village who was confused and washed her clothes with saline and alkaline water said: The Jade Mantle (door) is already alive. In the middle of the night, don’t go to the wild field, you will go to the steamed hole... Yumen Pass, also known as Yin Pass.

Ye Liuxi said: "What do you mean is that the strange things we encountered along the way are all because of the Yumen Pass that had long been weathered?"

Changdong replied: "The green ghost fire, the camel caravan hitting the tent, the strange hands in the sandstorm, the shadow puppet coffin, and that song... Don't you think that everything can be related to Yumenguan?"

Ye Liuxi didn't say anything.

It took a long time before Changdong heard her whispering voice: "Then, can I be a Guannei?"

Changdong was silent.

Maybe, she mentioned it and said that she seemed to be a cart, always driving a big cart and pulling different goods: shoes, clothes, books, and even celebrity posters...

And every time, I always go to the Gobi Desert, I never remember it again.

...

However, everything about Yumen Pass is a legend.

And those goods are real.
Chapter completed!