Que Qiu immediately sat up and found that the bonfire did not know when it was extinguished, and even the white smoke was gone.
As soon as the phantom moon appeared, it meant that the sandstorm was coming. This kind of sandstorm was extremely strange and was the most feared thing by all animals in the desert. He immediately got up and went to the camp to wake everyone up. He had to watch the camel team. It is absolutely impossible for him to stop the terrified camel team by himself. He can only call for people. Without supplies and travel, they may really die in the desert.
The camels that were lying on the ground uttered uneasy low-pitched sounds one after another. They seemed to sense the danger signal coming from the sky, but because the leader didn't get an order, they just walked on the spot.
"Wake up! Sandstorm is coming! The camels are going to run!" he shouted, running toward him.
But it was already too late. The moment he left the camel team, he was pushed to the brink by a sandstorm blowing from behind. The sandstorm was not the sandstorm that he usually saw, but a swarm like a swarm of bees. With a little blood red, he stirred and kept scraping towards the camp. The leading camel, which had been shaking all the time, could no longer resist the raging sandstorm. With a raised hoof, he ran away quickly.
When everyone came out with sleepy eyes and clothes on, there was still the shadow of the camel. Most of the remaining supplies and water were on the camel, and everyone's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
"Sand wind?" Professor Wu was also a little puzzled. He had been doing archaeology and exploration for so many years, but he had never heard of this term.
"You don't know Yrel, this place is completely different from the ordinary desert." Que Qiu said, "Have you forgotten, it is said that this is a cursed land."
Cheng Luo asked nervously, "What do we do now? We have to find the lost camel first."
Que Qiu took out the compass-like thing from his arms, turned around, and said, "I'll look for it, you guys should pack up the camp first, and stand by where you are. If someone runs around and dies, don't blame me for not being there. reminded you."
"Guide! I'll go with you!" Cheng Luo wanted to follow.
"No, you just stay with them." Que Qiu waved his hand to refuse, and then ran to the back of the sand mountain not far away.
Turning around the sand mountain, you can see a broken wall that is almost completely weathered. You can vaguely see some carved totems on it. Que Qiu raised his hand and spread his fingers to feel the air flow. Will the sand wind spread out for a while? , the direction of its disappearance is traceable.
He could feel that this unprovoked sandstorm was not malicious, otherwise when he realized that the sky was the phantom moon, the sandstorm would have formed a whirlwind and lifted all the tents.
They seemed to drive him away.
He opened his eyes and determined the direction. The camels usually don't run far, because the sandstorm dissipated quickly. He followed the hoof prints and found the five camels gathered together, whistled and led the way. The camel quickly ran over.
In less than an hour, Que Qiu rode the lead camel, followed by six camels back, but unfortunately, the four camels that were specially used to carry water and some supplies were nowhere to be found. Far away, there is no way to hear the command.
The few people who had been on standby all the time saw Que Qiu and couldn't help cheering a few times, repeatedly saying that the guide was reliable. Que Qiu jumped off the camel's back, but brought them bad news: "The water is gone."
(End of this chapter)