Chapter 267

At the end of the endless sand sea, a black line slowly emerged under the hot sun.

The black line seems to be far away, but it is moving at a very fast speed, growing larger and larger, the whole world has become gray, and the sun has gradually disappeared.

Uncle an, who was standing on the sand dune, turned pale in an instant. His legs softened and he rolled down directly from the sand dune.

Sitting on the ground to rest of the people, looking at the panic of Uncle an, some puzzled. But Uncle an always talks about it all the way, and everyone has seen it.

Professor Chen asked with a smile, "brother an, what do you see?"

"Bang, bang!"

Uncle an, who got up again, ignored Professor Chen and began to drive the camels.

Then, he turned over to a camel, looked at Professor Chen and his party with a serious face, and said in his poor Putonghua, "I said a long time ago, don't enter the desert in the windy season. Now Hu Da (God) is angry, and the black sandstorm is coming soon. We must find a place to avoid the black sandstorm, or all of them will be buried by the black sandstorm."

Standing not far away, the man surnamed Hu also found that the direction of the setting sun was not right. He could not see anything, and even the sun was covered by dust.

The man surnamed Hu yelled at everyone and ran over: "no, sandstorm is coming. Everyone get on the camel and get ready to leave!"

Chen Mo has seen that the man surnamed Hu is the leader of the team. As soon as he says this, everyone is shocked.

"Come on, Professor, get on the camel!" Professor Chen's student, Dr. Hao, immediately helped Professor Chen climb up the camel.

The rest of the people quickly climbed on the camel, but Uncle an had already driven the camel and started to run away.

If you want to avoid sandstorms, you can only find some buildings or bunkers. Now Chen Mo and his party have already gone deep into the hinterland of the desert, where there is almost nothing but sand sea.

The speed of the sandstorm is far faster than most people think. They have only had time to walk more than a mile. The sandstorm is merciless and rampant all over the sky. The scrapers can't open their eyes. The black sandstorm has caught up with them.

"Quick, cover your mouth and nose with a scarf, quick!"

The man surnamed Hu seems to be very experienced. He has covered his mouth and nose with a piece of black cloth, and his voice is a little vague.

His voice was soon drowned in the roaring sandstorm, and finally he could only shout at the people behind him, one by one.

Soon, everyone uses cloth or towel to protect their mouths and noses. Although Chen Mo and Yuan Qingshan don't have to do this, they also pretend to cover their faces with a towel.

"Master Chen, are you going to help them? If we don't, they are likely to die in this sandstorm. " Yuan Qingshan sends a message to Chen mo.

Chen Mo also sent a voice back: "wait and see."

After a few minutes, the whole sky became hazy, and only objects a few meters away could be seen.

Walking in the front of Uncle an riding on the camel, hands together, mouth chanting, a strong prayer.

The man surnamed Wang behind the young man surnamed Hu yelled: "Lao Hu, this is not the way. No matter how fast we are, we can't pass the sandstorm quickly. Before we find the shelter, we are afraid that we have been buried by the black sandstorm!"

"What about that?" The man surnamed Hu turned back and yelled. At the moment, he had no choice.

At this time, there was a commotion in the rear team and stopped moving forward.

It turned out to be a young girl from the archaeological team. She was in poor health. After the black sandstorm, she fainted and fell off the camel.

Professor Chen and his party immediately stopped to help. When the man surnamed Hu saw it, he yelled to the man surnamed Wang: "go ahead, let old man an stop by any means. I'll go back and see what's going on! "

"Good!" The man surnamed Wang agreed and urged the camel to speed up to chase uncle an.

Yuan Qingshan and Chen Mo came last, and Yuan Qingshan said, "someone can't hold on. What can I do?"

Chen Mo said: "let's go down and have a look and find a chance to save people."

In front of him, the man surnamed Wang had caught up with Uncle an and yelled, "stop, stop!"

But Uncle an didn't pay any attention and ran for his own life.

The man surnamed Wang had no choice but to make a rude remark. He put his shotgun against uncle an's head and said, "I want you to stop!"

Uncle an stops helplessly and is dragged back to the rear by the man surnamed Wang.

The man surnamed Hu, Professor Chen and others are checking the condition of the wounded, but they are in a coma due to fever, which is not serious, but they are unable to move on.

The man surnamed Wang threw uncle an in front of the man surnamed Hu and said, "the old man is going to run away alone. I almost shot him!"

The man surnamed Hu had no choice but to lie down in Uncle an's ear and yell, "Uncle an, someone is injured. We can't go anymore. Can you avoid this sandstorm?"

Uncle an looked devout, knelt on the ground and kept worshiping, saying: "I told you a long time ago, it's the wind season, you don't listen to me, now I can't help it!"

The man surnamed Hu is helpless. Now the sandstorm center is about to arrive, and there are wounded people in the team. He can't walk at all.

The man surnamed Hu made a quick decision: "Lao Wang, Miss Yang, Xiao Ye, take the camels and form a circle. Let's hide in the middle of the camels and hope to escape this disaster!"

The man surnamed Wang put up his thumb happily: "Lao Hu, your move is really high!"

A crowd of people suddenly raised hope, hard to camel into a circle, and then all the people arm in arm, together lying under the camels.

It has to be said that this method is good, and it can resist most sandstorms, but people underestimate the horror of black sandstorms.

The powerful black sandstorm is similar to a tornado, which directly rolls the camel into the sky. But at the critical moment, a light of yellowish brown flashes, and the camel returns to its original place.

But people lying on the ground with their heads covered could not see this scene at all.

Sensing the danger, Chen Mo takes out the bronze mirror for the first time and urges the power of the magic weapon to protect the whole team.

If someone opens his eyes to have a look, he will find that they are covered by a circle of yellowish light shield, which blocks most of the sandstorm's power, but only a small part of the sandstorm still blows in. That's what Chen Mo did on purpose, so as not to make people suspicious.

The sandstorm lasted nearly an hour, but people felt as if it had been a century.

When they got out of the sand and found that they were still alive, they were relieved and began to pray and thank the ghosts and gods.

Uncle an paid homage to his Hu da.

Although everyone is OK, but now there is a serious problem, they drink up the water.

If they can't find water or oasis, they will die of thirst here.

"Cheer up, everyone. Don't be idle. Look around and see if you can find a place where plants grow. If we can find plants, we can find the underground river and solve the problem of water supply. " The man surnamed Hu yelled.

People are preparing to take action, but Uncle an said with a dejected face: "it's useless. I've already said that. If you go inside again, you can't find the one under the river!"

The man surnamed Wang scolded: "this old man will drop his chain at the critical moment. Ignore him. Let's go and look for him."