Three days later, Sima Xuanyuan followed the address of the treasure map, and the two finally walked into the desert.
"Hey, Brokeback Mountain, are you sure that King Lanling's tomb is in the desert?" Qian Duoduo vomited a mouthful of sand against the wind and asked Sima Xuanyuan depressedly: "I've been walking for two days and I've almost finished the water.
Why haven't we arrived yet? If we continue like this, we will probably get lost!"
Suddenly, Sima Xuanyuan stopped and turned around to look around. In the vast desert, it was impossible to tell the difference between east, west, north and south. He took out the compass, but the pointer on it had failed. After a while, he turned around and looked at Qian Duoduo with smoke in his eyes.
He scolded: "You have a crow's mouth. You were just chirping along the way. Now you are better. You are really lost!"
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Qian Duoduo hurriedly grabbed the compass. The pointer on it was spinning back and forth and couldn't stop. Moreover, the footprints of the road they had just walked had been covered by the wind and sand. The two of them seemed like a lonely boat floating in the sea.
, lost its direction.
Qian Duoduo sat down on the sand. His mouth became increasingly thirsty and annoyed. He picked up the water bottle and poured it into his mouth for a long time. Damn it, he had finished drinking the water. He was definitely going to die in the desert now.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Qian Duoduo sniffed and howled: "You rely on me for everything. You didn't say you were in the desert, so I came with you. You took the wrong road, so you relied on me!"
Sima Xuanyuan was extremely upset when he heard her yelling. He reached out and threw the water bottle on the camel's back to her: "Shut up after drinking water and quickly find a way to get out of here. Looking at the weather at night, there will probably be a sandstorm."
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Sandstorm? Qian Duoduo drank some water, climbed up in a hurry, looked up at the sky, it was cloudless, and wondered: "The weather is so good, how can there be a sandstorm?"
Sima Xuanyuan didn't bother to explain anything to her, so he led the camel and walked forward. Sure enough, within a few hours, the blue sky began to glow with a fish-belly-like red cloud, and the color was so weird that it made people panic.
Sima Xuanyuan looked up at the sky and quickened his pace. Not far away, he saw a small village on the desert, which was very unexpected.
"Ah, there is someone there!" Qian Duoduo looked through the flying sand and almost jumped for joy. The two of them quickly walked into the village, but were stunned by the sight in front of them.
The courtyard was surprisingly quiet. The southeast corner was densely packed with graves. It was so dense that it made people's hair stand on end. Sima Xuanyuan frowned: "There seems to be no one here. It feels like a dead city."
Dead city? Qian Duoduo felt a little scared. She clenched her fists and walked a few steps inside. This was a small town that was not too big. There were taverns, roads, and small food stalls outside.
Qian Duoduo looked at the ground and walls. The bloodstains began to turn black. It seemed that they had been there for a while. She picked up a vegetable leaf on the ground, and the surrounding area of the leaf began to turn yellow and discolored. Scraping from the ground
Bursts of wind and sand picked up a few messy tiles and flew wildly.
"It seems that there has been a huge massacre here!" Sima Xuanyuan touched the long sword in his hand and cautiously walked inside step by step. Suddenly, around the corner of the street, a figure flashed.
"Who is it?" Sima Xuanyuan shouted, raised his sword and quickly chased after the figure.