"The wind roars in the desert, and the fire cannot be released!"

The yellow sand is dark outside the sky, and the poplar forest is looming in the distance, not majestic at all, and seems to be a little thin.

After passing the empty city, the convoy drove into the vast desert, looking boundless from a distance and no road close by. However, on the third day, Mr. Xiao Zhang's ambition when he first entered the desert disappeared completely.

There was no idea when the wind roared, and the wind was roaring. The sandstorm was like a huge wave, as if it had the power to destroy the world.

The car was so bumpy that it couldn't even vomit.

Mr. Xiao Zhang closed his eyes and buried his head behind Zhang Wenjiu, pretending to be dead without saying a word.

Mr. Liu and the others are very energetic.

Several old men were sitting in the same battle flag. They had just played poker for a while, but now it was windy. They were playing poker in a pair of blind chess, and they were fighting each other, and the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were gone. With all kinds of strange phenomena outside the car, if they were filmed, they would definitely be even more exciting than the special effects blockbuster.

The driver was so nervous that the guide leading the way kept shouting: "Heisha is coming, Heisha is coming."

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "Nothing to do, no one, fellow villagers, don't look, Jirigela is here to pick us up."

The guide barely opened his eyes and saw a group of camels not far from the east, not far from the east, and a black flag was fluttering over the sky. The golden balance sign on the black flag was half wrapped, but only the remaining half was enough to comfort him.

It seems that the looming sandstorm is no longer so fatal.

Old Liu turned his head to Mu Nanping and said, "Guess, do you need his grandson to help him when Jirigela gets off the camel later?"

"I don't guess, how old I am, I still say this."

Yang Yuying listened to them laughing in her headphones, looked into the distance, and the sandstorm was approaching rapidly in the distance, but she was not very nervous.

The main reason is that these old people are so at ease, so she doesn't have to hurry.

Sure enough, in a few words, the camels came to the front of him. As soon as the car stopped, the guide rolled and crawled over, hugging a camel tightly and not letting go.

The camel was very gentle. She knelt down gently and took the initiative to protect the guide with her broad body. Yang Yuying also got out of the car. Seeing everything in front of her, she felt a little dazed.

She remembered a story about Lin Guan, about the desert and about camels. In that story, Lin Guan was a fool who was so stupid that he was hungry and dying and refused to kill camels to eat meat. When she saw these camels, she understood Lin Guan in the story a little.

In the desert, camels are the messenger of God, representing hope. If Lin Guan really kills the camels who accompany him on this journey, he will truly lose all hope.

Although his mind was far away, Yang Yuying's movements were not slow at all. He grabbed Zhang Wenjiu with one hand, dragged Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhang, who was the one who was dragging the oil bottle beside Mr. Zhang, and walked to Mr. Liu and the others together.

The camels formed a circle in an instant, and looked like a spectacular camel city from a distance.

Everyone squatted down with wind and sand on their backs, next to the warm and moist camels, put on goggles and masks, and hid their entire head in a thick hood. For a moment, even the wind and sand on their heads seemed less terrifying and terrifying.

I don't know how many hours have passed.

When the strong wind passed, Yang Yuying spread her body and lay on the sand. The little skin exposed on her neck was so painful.

"Close your eyes."

Yang Yuying licked her chapped lips, reached out to cover Zhang Wenjiu's blank eyes, rested for a moment, and suddenly stood up with force.

I saw Mr. Liu and his elders panting and fighting aside. The guide was so scared that he whispered: "Physical strength, pay attention to preserving physical strength."

In fact, the guide could not move anymore and his body was stiff. He tried his best to adjust his breathing in small sips and sucked water into his mouth little by little.

The four old men, Liu Shulan, Zhang Fenglai, Li Feng and Mu Nanping, covered their faces and wearing goggles, revealed a hint of youthful vitality from this half-coverage.

With such a fierce external environment, everyone was almost half of their feet into the crisis of death, but Liu Shulan felt that his heroic spirit was rising.

"Aunt Xiao, Aunt Xiao, look at us, we are still here!"

He suddenly pulled his hoarse voice and yelled.

Aging has been gradually invading their lives, but at this moment, time seems to be reversed, and the memories of youth are revived and the emotions in their hearts are boiling.

The guide was so scared that he almost blurred his goggles with tears.

"Don't be so loud in this place!"

It is said that this desert buried countless adventurers in the desert, and their souls had no place to rely on and could not escape, so they could only wander in the wind and sand.

Whenever a sandstorm strikes, the roar of the undead after being disturbed.

Jirigela and Liu Shulan hugged each other, said a few words, turned around and ran to Yang Yuying, bowed, stretched out their hands, bowed again and again. Then they held up a string of white stone necklaces stringed up in both hands and raised them high.

Yang Yuying bent down and asked him to put it on for him. Jiri Gra was immediately happy, pointed to the stone necklace like a child, and stumbled on Chinese language.

"This is a spirit stone given by the gods, dedicated to the gods' walkers."

Yang Yuying touched the spirit stones worth tens of thousands of gold in some planes and had no market price. She felt that some of the seniors of Shimeng were very rich and generous.

She was barely considered a mined person.

The Imperial City Department has its own mine. As long as the mines that produce companion spirit stones are mostly divided up by the Imperial City Department and the Shanhe Festival.

Yang Yuying had never been worried about the spirit stone, but she was not as rich as that she could just take this thing into a necklace to wear.

In terms of wealth and honor, only Xia Zhiming among them was really rich.

Not only did the family be rich, but the emperor personally provided the supplement. Outsiders don't know that because they had a good relationship with Lin Guan, the little man, they often saw some difficult information to leak. The emperor had a total of eleven private warehouses. In addition to the chief supervisor of the Inner Palace, Eunuch Hao, the other key was given to Xia Zhiming.

Back then, the capital was circulating, and it was said that Xia Zhiming was the emperor's illegitimate son. After thinking about it, it was impossible to blame the civil and military ministers for not knowing how to think and knowing the random gossip.

"Mingzhe, come on, let's ride on the camel and take a photo."

Liu Shulan shouted in a muffled voice.

Yang Yuying rode a camel and stood among the old men, asking Mr. Xiao Zhang to take a photo, and then everyone continued to set off.

It took four and a half days to walk through a large oasis.

The camel suddenly started to scream, all like thunder.

Yang Yuying chuckled, stopped Liu Lao's move to cut his palm with a knife, drove the camel forward, and shouted loudly: "Verification: Time Alliance Number: Holy Light Society 4179."

As soon as the words came to an end, a light flashed by. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and when they opened them, the world changed color.

Jirigela suddenly shouted: "Tianzhu, it's Tianzhu!"

A strange mirage appeared in the distance, with silver trees rising from the ground, the light purple canopy was extremely huge, and golden luck enveloped the surroundings.

Mr. Xiao Zhang even forgot about shooting and looked disbelief.

During this period, he followed the older generation in the desert, exposed to the sun, endured the cold of the night, and experienced the storm. He was already half dead. He vaguely knew that the old men wanted to go to a place.

Although Xiao Zhang is always not valued at home, he is also a member of the Zhang family. Since he was a child, he has known that the elders in the family seem to be doing something behind their backs.

That thing is mysterious. Almost every year, the elderly gather together to hold a meeting mysteriously. It is common for one meeting to hold three or five days.

His uncles also have to stay away from home for a month or two every year.

Later, when he grew up, his family's affairs became more secretive, and he knew less, but he actually knew about the secrets in the family.

Thinking about the mythological stories that my grandfather told him were quite different from those of other people’s bedtime stories, I couldn’t help but feel a little suspicious. Perhaps the ancestors of their family were all unlucky guys who were deceived by charlatans because some very unreliable things have continued unreliable habits for thousands of years.

Occasionally, he chatted with his friends and secretly laughed at his grandfather for being naive.

What era is this?

It is not the era when planes fly into the sky, it is the era when the moon lands successfully. Who can still believe the myths of ancient times?

Legend has it that there is Chang'e, Wu Gang, jade rabbit and osmanthus tree on the moon. Is there any?

If so, how would Fairy Chang'e feel when facing the astronauts who ran to her house to make trouble?

At this time, standing in the open desert, looking up, the desert seemed to be divided into an independent area.

Outside the area, yellow sand is everywhere, and within the area, silver trees and purple fog-like crowns are covered with strange flowers and plants. Not only strange flowers and plants, but he seems to have seen many things that do not belong to this world at first sight.

For example, rabbits with four pairs of ears are half a human tall, and one-eyed balls with thorns all over their bodies.

Only with a snake's tail and a thing on the fish's head, he felt a little familiar with it, but he couldn't call it for a while.

"My materialist worldview will never waver."

Xiao Zhang always recited silently.

These things must have scientific reasons.

Maybe they are all illusions, and they are my illusions.

I may have eaten or smelled toxic things.

Once he came to his senses, he saw Yang Yuying and everyone getting off the camels, and he seemed to be trapped and followed him.

Mr. Liu and his friends looked particularly solemn.

Xiao Zhang always wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't say it, so he could only follow along. It was obviously close, but after walking for more than three hours, Yang Yuying stopped.

A unique fragrance came from the air.

When he got closer, Xiao Zhang could no longer speak. Seeing the amazing size of the sacred tree from close range, he thought that perhaps more than a hundred people could stand in a circle, and even holding hands could not surround it.

The tree canopy covers the sky and the sun.

The trees are very quiet, and it should be said that the surroundings are terriblely quiet.

Suddenly, Mr. Xiao Zhang smiled at Yang Yuying, raised his right hand, and then the lines on the silver trunk actually came alive, slowly sliding open to both sides, revealing a door.

Immediately afterwards, the branches of the silver tree turned into ladders, extending all the way to everyone's feet.

"Let's go."
To be continued...