"This is a right-angled corner of the ruins city wall. It is very safe. Don't worry, as long as we don't encounter a sandstorm that can submerge the entire ruins, we will not be in any danger."
"It looks like this sandstorm will last for several hours at least... Let's take advantage of this moment and take a good rest."
"Also, eldest nephew, it's time to take off your pretentious sunglasses now, right? Can you really see clearly?"
The driver's seat was slightly tilted back at an angle, and Hu Ming lay half-ly on the driver's seat, stretching leisurely.
"...Aren't you so frightened that you forgot about it?"
Wu Xie pinched his nose, took off his sunglasses that were more pretentious than practical, and looked a little embarrassed.
Not to mention, the sky outside the window is dark, and everything you can see is dim sand and dust. In this environment, wearing sunglasses is really the same as being blind.
"I think you just stayed with the blind man for too long. I really thought your eyes were the same as his..."
"But having said that, with this kind of weather... I hope the blind man has better luck and doesn't lose his life for no apparent reason."
Hu Ming looked back at the big white dog legs hung by Wu Xie's waist, and said with a rather gloating smile.
A quick calculation, before the plan started, the time difference was small enough to set off for the Changbai Mountains, right?
Su Nan stepped off a high city wall and squatted down below. Pretending to see Hu Ming, who was approaching with a sinister expression, he deliberately lowered his voice and joked with Wu Xie.
In a remote location about two hundred meters away from Su Nan and others' car, a dozen or so convoys of cars were parked crookedly...
Have you seen the grandson Ma Rila sleeping soundly with a bottle of wine in his arms early?
"...Kang Shuai? Professor Hu, stop teasing you!"
As far as the eye can see, there is a mud city built by ancient craftsmen using ordinary formulas. Despite the erosion of wind and sand day after day, the original appearance of the city is still maintained to a minimum.
Above, Hu Ming's hands were half-circling Su Nan and the others, with his hands on his waist, and a fierce light appeared.
"Well, you really almost lost your life this time!"
The time has come for Tu Qiong Dagger to meet!
Wu Xie rubbed the hot steel dog leg knife at his waist and smiled confidently.
Su Nan was stunned for a moment, and a figure in a blue Tibetan robe emerged from the depths of his memory, and said with a hint of emotion.
"Shock? Demonstration? What an interesting move!"
It was as if yesterday's frightening sandstorm was just an illusion.
"Before he left, you went to Medog a lot. Uncle Ming, you found a small amount of information about Menyou Ping outside... You also walked the distance Menyou Ping once traveled.
Once again.”
The refreshment of Su Nan and others was in stark contrast to the slovenliness of Hu Ming and his party.
"What...are they talking about?"
Hu Ming turned over heavily and came under the city wall. The butterfly knife dancing in his hand shone with a cold light of safety. His haggard face concealed the looming anger and murderous intent in his bloodshot eyes.
...
"Why, now that we have found Gu Tongjing, is he going to fight you out there?"
Ten years later, our learning is just around the corner!
"...Uncle, you also hate things like adding insult to injury, but in the end it all depends on the situation, right?"
Have you ever seen Hu Ming’s palms flying, and a butterfly knife looks like a real butterfly dancing in the flowers?
After struggling to push open the car door that was half buried in the sand, Su Nan and the others stepped into the car and stretched out feeling refreshed.
As if the tense situation just now was just an illusion.
Wu Xie's mouth twitched slightly, and he pulled Li Cu, Wang Meng and Ma Rila away from Su Nan...
"Then he will definitely not die for such trivial reasons. I, Menyouping, haven't... the eight of us are the only eight people in this world whose skills are only slightly inferior to him!"
"Tsk, those guys were unlucky. If you didn't count, that sandstorm only cost us eight vehicles..."
"Does he really think you are an eight-year-old?"
Kang Shuyou looked at the approaching butterfly knife, smiled slightly, and said doubtfully.
At the same time, Kangshu hurriedly walked over with Boss Ma, who was very active, and my young model boyfriend on his hands.
"The rumored Gu Tongjing must be so difficult to find. This is why he deserves to be called Gu Tongjing!"
"You were even lucky enough to drive all the way to Gu Tongjing's feet!"
"Not yet? The eighth one he said... You understand, it turns out that he hasn't climbed over the snowy mountains in Medog and reached the deepest part of the Himalayas..."
Obviously, after finding the rumored Gu Tongjing, for Hu Ming, Su Nan and his party are also bad, and Boss Ma and we are also bad, so it has not lost its role.
"Me? My abilities are beyond your imagination. A sandstorm of this magnitude will definitely not kill me. At most, it will only cause me to be embarrassed."
"Moreover, they learned that the location where we parked our car was inside the ruins. We clearly lost our direction in the sand and dust. We had no choice but to stop retreating and resign ourselves to fate?"
"Su Nan...Kang Shu...Professor Hu Xiao, you lost seven men in the sandstorm. Did the two trucks of supplies and equipment make him very depressed?"
Su Nan's wild driving style just woke me up...
Kang Shu was not interested in explaining the matter carelessly, so he answered casually, and then closed his eyes again. After a while, he heard a heavy snore.
Kangshu was so moved that he didn't even want to laugh. From what I saw, that kind of behavior was really not a child's play.
"Not yet. What he said is wrong. Professor Hu, your luck as Hu Ming is indeed wrong! Although you were almost lost, you still came out of the sandstorm alive."
Not to mention, I had a very comfortable sleep during the sandstorm!
"What did you say? Tell me another story called Hidden Sea Flower... If he is not interested, he can go and see it for himself."
Li Cu, who looked confused, said that he understood the stream-of-consciousness conversation of the seven people. It was a bad habit to ask if he understood, so he asked directly.
"Indeed, they are small and powerful. They must be able to capture a few of you easily. So, what are you waiting for?"
"What's more, according to records, Zhang Xiaofo built a circle of modern buildings around Gutongjing... What is Gutongjing beyond?"
The sandstorm stopped early, the sky returned to blue again, and the sun was dazzling in the early morning...
...
Taking out the late-prepared broken bottled mineral water from the trunk and moisturizing her dry lips, Su Nan looked at the surrounding environment without interest.
Seeing the murderous intent in the air becoming more and more intense, Hu Ming suddenly put away his knife and stood side by side with Su Nan, looking at the dilapidated ruins and smiling sweetly.
But the car body half-covered by the sand told everyone that this was not an illusion or a dream!
"What about you, Uncle Ming? If you were left in this environment, would you have a chance to escape?"
By the time Kang Shu was shaken awake, it was already early morning on the seventh day.
The sandstorm in the inner world is getting worse and worse, and it has stopped coming in a short period of time. Wouldn't it be nice to catch up on some sleep at that time?
It's no wonder that Kang Shu, who was already full of good intentions towards Su Nan, was so anxious to suppress the murderous intention in his heart.
Wu Xie rubbed his stubble and silently counted the time in his heart.