Chapter 822

We all turned our backs to the West and listened attentively to old Harry.

Just now, after the magic scene that camels dare not enter the ghost sand, everyone has begun to believe in the legend of ghost sand, but they sneer at what old Harry said about the king of Shura: you don't know what the king of Shura is when you are a brother? It's just a virtual character in Buddhism and games!

At this time, the most timid girl pointed to the western sky and let us see what it was.

We subconsciously turned around to see that just now, just above the western sky, which was just a piece of red clouds, a super large picture appeared, just like a football field's big monitor playing an advertising film: a black and majestic city suddenly appeared in mid air.

On the black city, banners fluttered. Behind the women's wall stood many soldiers wearing black cotton armour and red plumes, holding axes and other weapons, looking solemnly at the wall.

Under the city wall, there is a broad road, winding into the distance.

Many men and women, old and young, dressed in ancient Hu and Han costumes, drove oxen, rode horses, or walked to the city gate

Seeing this behind the scenes, many young people were dumbfounded on the spot. A moment later, many people began to wipe their eyes, wondering if they were wrong.

After wiping their eyes, they can see that the city is still the black city, the avenue is still winding, and the pedestrians are still bustling... There is no change. The only difference from reality is that it is just like reflecting on the water, slightly fluctuating, giving people a strong sense of unreal.

"Mirage, this is mirage!"

Finally, someone knew what he saw and began to shout excitedly.

The mirage seems to be very close to you. It's just over the ghost sand, behind the big sand dune. It seems that you can touch the red feathers on the soldiers' heads as long as you stand on the sand dune.

Unfortunately, no camel dares to enter the ghost sand area.

You've never seen such a close-up and clear mirage before. After a moment's stupefaction, you take out your cameras one after another and shoot wildly at the sky over there.

Old Harry fell on his knees again and began to fall into the ground.

PA, PA, with the flash of the flash, a light wind blows, just like the water surface, the picture hanging in the sky has a great oscillation, just like the ripples on the water surface, the picture is not clear and much lighter.

As we all know, this is a sign that the mirage is going to disappear.

People may not have the chance to see such a beautiful mirage in their whole life. They all rush to take pictures before this phenomenon disappears. Some people even say loudly, "be clear, be clear!"

It was as if Hu Da had heard the man's prayer. With the light wind blowing, the picture became stable again, but the color was still light.

"Alas, I can't go to the dune over there."

A young man who takes dozens of photos in the blink of an eye shakes his head and sighs. Suddenly, a white humped camel appears on the picture. There are two people on the camel. One of them has a ferocious bronze mask on his face!

"Ah, isn't this the white camel we saw just now?"

Immediately someone exclaimed: "and the man and woman - they, how can they also appear in the mirage? How can this be possible?"

All the people focused on looking into the sky, and their eyes were staring to the maximum: Yes, the white humped camel suddenly appeared in the picture is the camel that was chased by everyone not long ago, and it's still the man and woman on it.

But, how can they appear in the mirage?

Can we say that there is a small lake behind the sand dunes over there, and their images are reflected in the air by the evaporated water vapor, just overlapping with the mirage?

Well, it must be so. Otherwise, there will be no other reasonable explanation. After all, there is no such black and magnificent city in the Taklimakan Desert, let alone so many people in ancient clothes living here.

As for the majestic black city, and how so many people in ancient clothes appeared in the mirage, we don't know for the moment - but the next picture makes them even more stunned: the man and woman on the white humped camel ran into the gate of the mirage!

The guards on both sides of the gate immediately stroked him with one hand, just like old Harry around us, knelt on one knee and bowed his head to salute the woman wearing a bronze mask.

The bronze masked woman did not pause at all. She patted the white camel with her left hand. The white camel's front hooves were raised, and from a guard who seemed to be coming to pull the reins, she jumped over and rushed into the city gate.

The guard who wanted to pull the reins was startled and knelt down on one knee, as if praying for a woman's forgiveness.

The woman didn't pay attention to anyone. When she was about to disappear into the city gate, she suddenly turned her head and took a look.

Immediately, the young people around old Harry, who were completely shocked and even forgot to take photos, saw a pair of eyes with remorse. Their eyes were sharp as swords, and seemed to pierce into everyone's heart.

The most timid girl exclaimed, retreated and squatted on the ground.

After the cry of surprise, everyone woke up and quickly held up their camera - the picture hanging in mid air, but with the mask woman disappeared in the city gate cave, slowly faded at the speed of the naked eye, and finally quickly disappeared.

Black city, black cotton armour guard, winding road, pedestrians, men and women riding white camels, completely disappeared in mid air.

The sky has regained its bleak and dark nature. A bright star appears from the picture, blinking and blinking, as if to remind everyone that this is the familiar real world.

It should be that the mirage picture disappeared for a long time, the night wind also began to increase, blowing sand on people's faces, more than 20 camels moved restlessly, snorted from time to time, as if to remind everyone that it's time to start.

But as if they had been given the body immobilization method, no one moved, and they all looked at the place where the picture disappeared.

What they saw just now made them unable to believe that it was all true, and they could not even tell whether they were dreaming or not.

"The woman wearing the bronze mask is the king of Shura who lives in the ghost sand. It is said that every 60 years, she will ride a white camel to appear in the world to find the man she likes... Now, she has found the man she likes and brought back."

Old Harry's voice sounded, as if from a hundred meters below the desert: "according to legend, every time the king of Shura comes out, there will be a bloody storm in the world, and many people will die. Those who died could not be accepted by Hu Da, and their spirits would wander in the desert, covered with blood, full of sorrow and hostility, so that they would affect the moon and make it red... "

Old Harry's voice did not fall, the most timid girl suddenly pointed to everyone's north again, the sky in the East, and said in a trembling voice: "look, what's that?"

We suddenly turned around and saw a full moon in the Far East sky.

Red moon, strange like a lantern, also like a red eye, staring at the world.

The night wind increased, whistling over the ruins of Loulan ruins in the distance, making a slight and clear whine sound, just like the howling of an unjust ghost at night... Everyone's nerves suddenly tightened, and the timid girl rushed into her boyfriend's arms, with a cold sweat behind her: "I, let's go back?"

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Spring Festival is the most important festival for Chinese people.

Although the Mid Autumn Festival, one of the Chinese festivals, is the festival of beisiqin, the influence of the Mid Autumn Festival is much weaker than that of the Spring Festival, which can be seen from the crowded passenger flow of the stations and airports.

Although today's Spring Festival is becoming more and more tasteless due to the improvement of living conditions, it is still a festival most valued by the people. No matter what people do or what their status is, even Liu Xiaolong, the second generation ancestor who does not like to stay at home, will rush back before New Year's Eve.

In fact, Liu Xiaolong doesn't want to go back for the Spring Festival, because the factory work in Fengshan Development Zone in Southern Hebei has reached the most critical time. After more than a month's hard work, the factory has been built up, and the production equipment can be installed in more than a month at most.

It's just that the workers who are in charge of the construction of the factory don't cooperate very much. Even Chen Dabiao does the same. Liu Xiaolong really scolds him and offers generous overtime pay. He hopes that he can cooperate with himself and persuade the workers.

As for the result, Liu Xiaolong was disappointed. Before he could come up with specific measures, his Laozi called to say that he had to go back to Beijing for the new year, saying that there was something important to tell him.

In desperation, Liu Xiaolong had to arrange the personnel on duty and returned to Beijing on New Year's Eve.

After returning home, Liu Xiaolong didn't see his Lao Tzu. The more important a leader is in a major festival, the more he should stick to his post. This is a traditional concept. Until the new year's bell rings, Lao Liu dragged his tired steps back home.

"Dad, you're back."

Liu Xiaolong, who is watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room, stands up from the sofa and quickly steps up to meet him. He takes off Lao Liu's coat and hangs it on the hanger.

Liu Xiaolong's natural action made Lao Liu feel a little relieved.

In the past, although Liu Xiaolong was also afraid of his father, he would never do such filial piety. This made Lao Liu sigh in his heart that his son finally grew up. Subconsciously, he raised his hand and patted his son on the shoulder, and said softly, "you come to the study, I have something to say to you."

"I'm going to get some wine and vegetables. My mother has already prepared them. Now she has a rest. We can have a few more drinks."

Liu Xiaolong was surprised when he heard that he was going to talk in his study.

Since he went to school, he has never been to his father's study.

It's not that he doesn't want to go. It's Lao Liu who doesn't let him go. He says that when this guy is successful, he is qualified to go there. This makes Mr. Liu very surprised: is he successful?

The study is very large, but the decoration is very general. There are many books, and these books have been read. It seems that they are not only furnishings.

Sitting on the stool opposite the desk, Liu Xiaolong poured a glass of wine for his father, raised his hands and said, "Dad, I wish you good health and a good career in the new year."

"Ha ha, good boy, I know how to flatter me."

Lao Liu raised his glass with a smile and touched it with his son: "I also wish you every success in your future career and become a useful person for your country."

Liu Xiaolong curled his lips and looked scornful.