In a blink of an eye, everyone had been traveling in the desert for four days, and nearly one-third of the food and water were consumed, but they still had not reached the specific location of Qiemo Ancient City, and the entire team became a little anxious.

As soon as noon approached, the archaeological team stopped under several dried poplar trees and began to dig the rest room for a short lunch break.

After resting for nearly two hours and avoiding the hottest time of the sun, the archaeological team members emerged from the rest center and prepared to continue on the road.

Suddenly, George suddenly shouted excitedly, pointed to the sky in the distance and shouted: "Look, guys, the sky there is red, it's so magnificent."

Everyone looked up and looked into the distance: Sure enough, the northern sky seemed to be inlaid with a fiery red gold edge, and even a few white clouds turned into fire clouds, which was indeed very magnificent.

"Not good." Yerhan's face changed drastically, and his forehead suddenly became cold sweat.

Zhang Bu also suddenly stopped the movement in his hand and said in panic: "Uncle Yerhan, is that?"

Yerhan sniffed the air, then touched the sand beside him with his hands, stood up suddenly, and cried out: "Oh no, it's a sandstorm, the sandstorm is coming."

The entire team was suddenly scared and shuddered. Everyone knows the terrible sand storm: a huge sand dune may be removed by a sand storm in an instant, not to mention weak humans. Once the defense is not good, the entire team may become a flying man, or be buried underground by the yellow sand carried by the sand storm and become a mummy.

"Uncle Yerhan, what should we do now?" Ouyang Xuan, as an official sent by the Cultural Relics Bureau, was directly responsible for protecting the safety of the Chinese and American archaeological teams, and a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In an instant, the group of people focused on Yerhan. At present, Yerhan is the hope for everyone to survive.

"Algae, why did we encounter such a thing?" Yerhan cried secretly, touched his bearded man and circled around the place, suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Let me listen to me, everyone can fight for it, maybe they can escape."

"Ok, Uncle Yerhan, we all listen to you." Mrs. Smith quickly expressed her opinion that she could not show off her personal heroism at this time.

"Okay, we will listen to you too." Ouyang Xuan also expressed his opinion on behalf of the Chinese side.

"Okay, I guess the sandstorm will come within half an hour. Everyone moves faster, quickly unload the tent, and then follow my instructions." Yerhan said hurriedly.

In order to survive, everyone did not dare to neglect and quickly removed the tent from the camel. The movement was extremely agile.

Yerhan continued: "Sandstorm will come from the north, and these poplar trees can block a sandstorm for us. So, everyone immediately went to the south of the poplar trees to start digging sand pits, with a depth of about one meter, and then firmly fixed the tent at the bottom of the sand pit, leaving only a tent tip outside.

Then, everyone led all the camels to the periphery of the tent and fixed them with ropes and wooden stakes. On the one hand, they could use the camel's body to block the storm for us, and on the other hand, they also prevented the camel from escaping in the sandstorm.

After all this is done, everyone will move all the things on the camel to the tent, otherwise the strong wind and sand will shave away and break them. After hearing it clearly, everyone should act quickly, we don’t have much time.”

After understanding Yerhan's instructions, the entire archaeological team acted quickly. In order to save time, the men and women went on battle together and began to dig sand pits.

Ouyang Xuan was strong and full of energy. He took the lead in digging and fixed his tent firmly at the bottom of the sand pit with four hard iron hammers. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the thin Li Ying still digging hard there again, he ran over quickly, and didn't bother to say hello, he even dug wildly, and soon dug Zhang Ying's sand pit.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Li Ying nodded gratefully.

"No need to thank you, everyone is Chinese." Ouyang Xuan quickly helped Li Ying fix the tent and laughed loudly.

At this moment, a wind blew from the empty desert: the strong hot wind blew the yellow sand all over the sky and blew towards everyone like a covert earth.

Ouyang Xuan suddenly felt the pain of the wind and sand on his face. If he hadn't been wearing sunglasses, he would have almost never opened his eyes. However, even so, he could no longer see clearly in dozens of steps.

Yerhan shouted, "Everyone hurry up, the sandstorm is coming, and you can do it first and then slow down your movements."

Everyone quickly helped each other, and in a while, everything was ready.

Mrs. Smith asked loudly in the wind and sand, "Uncle Yerhan, what else should I do below?"

"Everyone goes into the tent, and you can only bless God below. Come into the tent quickly, the sandstorm is coming." As soon as Yerhan's voice fell, a huge thunder suddenly sounded from the distant sky in the north.

When everyone looked up, they saw a huge sand wall suddenly rising in the distance, making a rumble of collapse, accompanied by a violent hurricane.

The huge momentum seemed to collapse and crack the earth, sweeping over all objects on the ground that had no time to escape and approached quickly.

"Fast in the tent!" Yerhan shouted.

Everyone was so scared that they ran away, and they rolled into their respective tents, and then tightened their mouths.

As soon as he entered the tent, a huge sandstorm arrived. Ouyang Xuan felt the strong wind and sand constantly hitting the top of his tent, making a rustling and rustling sound. Moreover, the entire tent seemed like a small boat in the storm, making a violent trembling sound, shaking back and forth.

Gradually, the roar of the wind outside the tent became louder and louder, just like tens of thousands of beasts roaring, roaring, and the sound of wind and sand hitting the tent became more and more loud. The posture seemed as if by accident, the small tent would shatter and sweep away in front of the huge power of heaven and earth.

No matter how great Ouyang Xuan had at this time, he could only pray helplessly: God blesses me, hoping to escape this great disaster!

At this time, Ouyang Xuan finally had a clear understanding of the horror of the desert.

I don’t know how many times it has passed, but it’s a feeling of being as wonderful as the years. Finally, the sandstorm gradually subsided, the roar of the wind outside the tent became smaller and smaller, and the 'rust' sound became lighter and lighter, and finally, it gradually became unknown.

Ouyang Xuan breathed a long sigh and carefully unzipped the front tent: "Pu" A large amount of yellow sand rushed into the tent from the zipper entrance, and Ouyang Xuan was immediately panicked and could not block it no matter how hard he was.

Fortunately, the quicksand stopped soon, but even so, Ouyang Xuan was no more knee-deep.

"God!" Ouyang Xuan smiled bitterly, lowered his body from the tent and climbed out along the reserved ramp.

As soon as he arrived on the ground, Ouyang Xuan was shocked. The nearby terrain changed completely after a huge sandstorm:

There were originally many tall sand dunes nearby, but at this time there was no trace, turning into an infinite desert plain.

More than ten tents that were originally exposed on the top were all buried in the yellow sand, covered with a thick layer of sand.

The poplar trees nearby have been broken with many branches, and they seem to be more withered and broken.

The dozen or so camels leaning against the tent were also buried by thick sand and soil. From a distance, they looked like a group of yellow statues. Seeing someone coming out, the camels yelled and stood up. For a moment, the sand and soil on their bodies rustled like heavy rain.

"Heaven, it is a terrifying force that turns vicissitudes into mulberry fields." Ouyang Xuan couldn't help but look at the power of nature with admiration.

"Everyone come out, the sandstorm has passed, it's safe." Ouyang Xuan shouted in his chest, a little bit of glory for the remnant of the disaster.

Immediately, with a rustling sound, the members of the archaeological team crawled out of the sand and dust, all of them looking dusty, looking lingering in fear.

"Oh--" Suddenly, everyone cheered, their faces filled with ecstasy of surviving the disaster. They hugged each other and yelled, and it took them a long time to calm down.

Uncle Yerhan knelt on the ground and prayed frequently to the heavens: "Bless the true God, Allah, your loyal servant praises your kindness and bless us to safely survive this disaster."

"Uncle Yerhan, thank you." Everyone stepped forward to thank him, looking grateful.

"It's good for everyone to be fine, it's good for everyone to be fine. We are so lucky, we have no losses at all. We are really blessed by the divine power of the true god Allah." Yerhan still looked pious.

Suddenly, Ouyang Xuan looked at the sky, it was getting late, and said with a wry smile: "I can't leave this afternoon, so everyone should dig out the tent and things and camp on the spot."

"Okay." Everyone nodded, turned around and worked hard, and finally settled down before the sun set.

After a simple fast food, members of the two Chinese and American archaeological teams sat together.

Mrs. Smith took out the map and pointed to a location and analyzed: "Chinese friends, I am very glad that we escaped a great disaster. God is blessed. I believe that good luck will accompany us until we find the "Qi Mo Ancient City" and complete one of the greatest archaeological discoveries of this century.

Based on the years of our pursuit of Qiemo ruins in the United States, I can say with certainty that the 'Qiumo Ancient City' has revealed a mysterious veil to us. I analyzed that there are still dozens of miles at most, just near the dry river valley ahead. The 'Qiumo Ancient City' must be waiting for us. So, I hope everyone will cheer up and look forward to this great archaeological discovery together."

"Mrs. Smith, are you sure the ruins of the tumult must be near this dry valley?" Professor Li thought for a while.

"Yes, over the past few years, we have acquired a lot of relevant information about the scattered world with a lot of money, and finally conjecture the specific location of Qiemo Ancient City. I believe that I am at least 90% sure." Mrs. Smith seemed very confident.

"Okay, no matter what, such a great discovery is worth a bet on us. However, if we don't find anything in two days, we can only turn around. After all, our supplies are almost half consumed." Ouyang Xuan said with a serious face.

"Okay, then we'll take a night off and continue to set off tomorrow." Zhang Bu nodded.

"Ok, I believe God will bless us." Michael devoutly drew a cross on his chest.

"Since that's the case, everyone is tired, so hurry up and have a rest. There is still a lot of things tomorrow." Professor Li stood up.

"Yes, everyone should rest quickly." Mrs. Smith nodded in agreement.
Chapter completed!