"Gudu.Gudu..."

Wang Er is obviously a person who often travels around the world. He knows that foreigners should best abide by local customs, otherwise it will easily cause unnecessary trouble. So he did not make any mistakes, followed the customs, picked up a big bowl, and drank it all in one go.

On this winter morning, a bowl of cold water with ice scattered ice immediately made the heat that Wang Er had accumulated in the night completely dissipated, and his shoulders shrank a little.

When Halahan saw this, he gave a thumbs up and said with a smile:

"Friends! Friends!"

Halahan seemed to have no adjectives to express his feelings, so he repeated the word "friend" with his sincere smile. The wool beard trembled and felt very funny, and Wang Er could only smile foolishly for a while.

"Drink this quickly to drive away the cold."

After Halahan left, Hanguli lifted her leather waistcoat and reached into the long coat to take out a small leather bag.

Wang Er took it, took the warmth, opened the skin, and the fragrance of wine was filled with the nose.

This made Wang Er feel warm.

It seems that Hanguli prepared this last night and put the wine bag in her arms and warmed it.

This wine bag is not big, it should be used by Hanguli. It is very exquisite, with gold thread embroidered on it and light flowing under the rising sun.

Wang Er opened the lid and suffocated in one breath. The hot feeling began from his throat, slid out a hot line and headed straight for his lower abdomen.

My body, which was originally a little chilling, suddenly became warm.

The camel caravan continued to set off.

Hanguli's three camels are still at the end of the team.

"Brother Ergou, is it still cold?"

Seeing that Wang Ercong didn't say a word for a long time, Hanguli wondered if this man was unhappy by the customs here, so she asked with tentative concern.

Wang Er was blindfolded.

The wine bag made him flutter all over his body and his mind lightly. This is the benefit of pure grain wine. After the head is over, it is not a heavy pain, but a puff.

"It's not cold anymore, my whole body feels warm and comfortable, as if it's floating in the water."

Hanguli covered her rosy lips and smiled:

“It’s going to be like this all day.”

If you don’t drink the wine at the hour of Mao, you will fall asleep until You.

Wang Er understood this principle. He was drinking at the same time as Mao, and he was afraid that the feeling of drunkenness would last for one day.

Hanguli looked confused when she saw Wang Er drinking cold water this morning, knowing that he didn't understand the meaning of the customs here.

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This is a very shameful custom. At first, she was worried that Wang Er asked, so she would blush and explain.

But Wang Er doesn't seem to be a curious person, and he doesn't ask until now. For some reason, this disappointed Han Guli because she really wanted to explain the meaning of this to Wang Er.

No one doesn't like the ambiguous feeling.

Not long after walking like this, the camel caravan suddenly turned and walked to the side at a right angle.

The leader was Halahan, and everyone followed his direction.

When Hanguli saw this scene, the smile of chatting with Wang Er disappeared, replaced by a look of worry.

She looked up and looked in the direction of the sunrise. There were two suns not far from the horizon.

This is a phenomenon of refraction of clouds and atmosphere, not a miracle, but it is obvious that Hanguli and others are beginning to worry, and the speed of traveling is also much faster.

"Brother Ergou, we may be running on the camel."

"What happened?"

"There may be strong winds. This is a desert. Can you believe that winds can kill people?"

As he said that, Hanguli climbed up a camel, and Wang Er quickly picked one and rode it on.

The camel caravan was no longer a line, but gradually moved horizontally into a team with a character "man".

Such formations run the fastest, which is the wisdom learned from Dayan.

Not long after, the sky where the sun was clear just now became dark, and that was a matter of a moment.

The strong wind blows and sand, and the yellow ball between the sky and the earth makes it difficult to open your eyes.

But it seemed that they didn't look at each other with their eyes, but they all lowered their heads and used their hard Mark hat with golden thread to push the wind and sand, completely handing over the direction of the team to the camel.

Although camels usually walk smoothly, when they run, they are even more on demand than horses. Their wide robe is not only flat on the hunchback, but not only does not take a ride, but is like the tail of a dart, facing their bodies, like running water behind them, allowing their bodies to be more stable while running and reduce more resistance.

Wang Er had only a leather felt hat on his head, but he couldn't resist the impact of the small stones wrapped in the fine sand, so he took out a small iron pot from his backpack and pushed it on his forehead.

For a moment, only the "ding ding dangdang" sounded so deafening.

The wind was getting heavier and he could occasionally hear the shouts of Halahan, but gradually, there was only the sound of wind and sand pounding in his ears.

Even, they could not even turn their heads and look left and right, but could only put their faces on their hunchbacks, and hand over everything to fate and to their gods.

I don’t know how long it took to run, but Wang Er felt the camel under him start to slow down, and the dizzy sound of wind and sand in his ears instantly faded.

He still had a steel basin on his head, stood up and looked forward.

This place is actually a fortress made of rammed earth, which is extremely dilapidated, but there are still most of the roofs.

I think so, if it weren't for this roof, I'd probably have been landfilled with quicksand long ago.

Even so, the original height of this building is probably not low, and it should be the commanding height of a city.

Needless to say, under their feet, there must be an ancient desert city buried in the thick yellow sand.

A group of people were taken into this broken building by camels. Halahan first knelt on the ground and prayed for a while, thanking their gods, and then quickly gathered everyone together and began to call out.

Hanguli didn't come with him.

When Halahan called Hanguli's name twice, no one responded to it, Wang Er's drunken eyes seemed to suddenly become clear.

He stood up suddenly, pulled off the leather felt on the camel and was about to run outside the building.

Halahan hurriedly called him and said loudly:

"Friends, you can't go. The wind of faith is too strong and you can't open your eyes. That's the blind world. Now you can only pray for God's blessing. God will bless Hanguli."

This is not because of the timid people like Halahan. What he said is a fact. At this moment, outside the broken rammed earth wall, eyes cannot see things and ears cannot hear sounds. I am afraid that the hunting dogs cannot find Hanguli with their noses in such a windy day. At this time, they will go out to find Hanguli, which is to waste their lives.

Wang Er did not look back or explain, but instead muttered in a low voice that only he could hear:

"God? I am half!"

At the same time, he shook the sleeping felt with his hands, wrapped himself in his body, and drilled straight into the wind and sand.

He still remembered that just a few minutes ago, he heard the sound of Hanguli's call, and the girl's voice was sharp and easier to convey in the wind and sand.

So Wang Er is sure that the place where Hanguli falls behind will not be too far away from here.

However, Huangshan is everywhere here, and the visibility is zero. Not to mention that a few minutes is enough to fall behind for two hundred meters, even a radius of twenty meters is not something that a blind man can find.

Wang Er was even a bachelor, and he couldn't see it anyway. As soon as he came out, he covered his sleeping skin felt on his head and covered his whole body.

In this way, he would not be worried about being injured by flying sand and rocks, but the problem was that he would really be unable to see anything.

In the dark night, in the invisible places, people's sense of balance will disappear and they will slowly shake when walking.

However, these phenomena did not appear in Wang Er.

He was extremely fast and he was walking in a straight line.

In the world of flying sand and stones, the sound is chaotic and the wind is roaring.

Here are the sharpness of high-frequency sound waves and the thickness of low-frequency sound waves.

But these Wang Er couldn't hear it, and his world was extremely quiet.

The holographic world formed in the mind only infrasound waves, every grain of sand, every ray of wind...
Chapter completed!