In the night, the desert looked even more desolate. A gust of wind blew, bringing up yellow sand and grass, which flew all over our faces.
"Grandpa Taizu, why don't you change for something else? Why not change for a desert? We can't get out of here, right?" I complained while spitting out the sand in my mouth.
"Why rush? We can change it back once we catch them. I originally wanted to change it to the Black Water River, but then I was afraid we might drown there, so I changed it to the desert." Grandpa Taizu said with a smile.
I almost got furious when I heard that. If we change to the Black Water River, I'm afraid we won't be able to change back, and we'll all be water ghosts. I turned around and looked in the direction we came from, and asked him, "What about Shen Bing and the others?"
"They have been blocked out of the desert. Now the wild ghosts in the valley and these bastards are trapped in the desert. They are absolutely safe."
"But there are still wild beasts."
“It’s up to them to solve this problem themselves.”
There is no need to worry too much. With Qu Mo around, there is no need to be afraid of wild beasts. I think the wild beasts are really afraid of her.
After a night of hard work, the sky gradually brightened, the sun rose, and the sunlight shone on the desert, creating a golden glow. I stood up from the sand pit and stretched, only to find that we were on a sand dune. From a distance, I saw four people with their heads down, staggering towards us.
"They're coming!" I reached into my bag and grabbed a handful of copper coins.
Grandpa Taizu got up, looked at them, patted the sand on his hands, and said with a smile: "The prey is here, let's dig a hole."
"Digging a hole?" I was stunned.
He was not digging a hole, he raised the black wooden plate in his hand, picked up a black line and flicked it back, and suddenly a strong wind blew under the sand dune, bringing up pieces of yellow sand and falling on the heads of the four people. Strangely enough, this gust of wind was chasing them and blowing sand, but the sand dune where we were was surprisingly calm.
The four guys held their heads and ran desperately towards our sand dune. You know, a storm in the desert can bury people alive, so why don't they run for their lives? When the four people gradually ran to the front, I saw clearly that it was Wang Zijun, no, it was Zhang Yunfeng, Shan Mingshan and two middle-aged men I didn't know.
These two middle-aged men are probably from the Bamboo Guarding Tribe.
Why can't I see Su Yao? When I was thinking about this beauty, my great grandfather pushed me and said, "It's your turn now. I'll give you a chance to vent your anger."
As for the four of them, you let me go alone, and each of them is a master. Shan Mingshan is also a special forces soldier. You want me to vent their anger, right? But the great grandfather's little hand is too strong, and I stumbled and went down to meet them. When I got to them, I couldn't help but laugh. The four of them are masters, but now they are tired like dead dogs, and they are all sticking out their tongues and can hardly climb up the sand dunes. Isn't that a situation of beating a drowning dog
"Zhang Yunfeng, you bastard, finally fell into my hands. Today I will let you taste the power of the iron fist!" I punched him twice first, and immediately turned this bastard into a panda. He covered his eyes, screamed twice, and fell on the sand slope.
Shan Mingshan knew how powerful I was, so he turned and ran, but I kicked him down. The other two were bent over and panting, watching them being beaten, and they didn't have the energy to help.
In no time, I knocked down four people one by one and beat them up. I felt so happy. My hands and feet were hurting from the shaking. Suddenly, I remembered the saying, "Pain and happiness come together", and it turned out to work here. Haha!