Chapter 393 The Terrifying Black Sandstorm
Chapter 393: Terrifying Black Sandstorm
The camels also sensed the danger signal from the sky, and they ran wildly in the desert with their four big hooves, like crazy.
It was fun to walk on a camel, but once it started running, it was very bumpy, even more bumpy than riding a horse.
Hao Shuai, who had known this for a long time, used his telekinesis to separate himself from the camel hump as soon as he entered the desert, just like riding a horse. This not only avoided the bumps, but also saved the poor camel's energy. Otherwise, with Hao Shuai's current weight, an ordinary camel would not be able to carry Hao Shuai.
Hao Shuai did not suffer, but Hu Bayi and the others did. They lay tightly on the camel's back and let the camel carry them forward, fearing that they would fall off if they lost their grip.
The camel team was running fast in the desert, and the yellow sand was rolled up like a giant yellow dragon. Everyone put on goggles and covered their noses and mouths with headscarves. Only the showy Hao Shuai followed behind with cool sunglasses, paying attention to those who might fall behind at any time.
Fortunately, no one fell behind until noon, but everyone was exhausted, and the agile camels were sweating profusely and had to slow down.
Seeing the state of everyone, Hu Bayi had to ask Anliman to stop and let everyone rest.
As soon as he stopped, the old Professor Chen rolled over from the camel's back and fell in the sand, gasping for breath and unable to say a word. The weak Ye Yixin was also pale and retching.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the dust was blowing up and covering the sky. Hao Shuai asked everyone to take a few bites of dry food and drink more water at this time. At this time, there was no time to save water.
Everyone quickly took out the naan and dried meat and ate a few mouthfuls with water. Hu Bayi checked everyone's situation and counted the supplies.
After a short rest, a breeze blew across the sand dunes, rolling up wisps of fine sand. The distant sky gradually turned dark yellow. Anliman shouted: "The trade wind is coming, don't rest anymore! God bless us, there are so many of us, let's run for our lives!"
The members of the archaeological team dragged their tired bodies and climbed onto the camels again. At this time, they no longer cared about the camels' physical strength and shouted to urge the camels to run.
"Fatty, you are in front and look at Anliman. Old Hu, you are in the middle and look at the others. I will be the last one." Hao Shuai instructed Hu Bayi and Wang Pangzi.
Hu Bayi and Wang Pangzi nodded, made an OK gesture, and went to the front and middle of the team respectively.
The sky was clear just now, but it seemed to darken in an instant. The wind came too fast, and more and more fine sand was blown into the air by the wind. The surroundings were shrouded in overwhelming dust and visibility became lower and lower.
The wind blew more and more fiercely, and the sand was raging everywhere. It was dark yellow everywhere. When I ran to the back, all the people in the archaeological team stopped. The camels seemed to be scared and would not run.
No matter how the old man Anliman whipped them, they did not listen to the command. They lined up, squatted in place, and buried their heads in the sand.
When the camels died, they kept this posture, as if they were sinners accepting punishment.
Anliman said that these were camels that were scared by Hu Da's black sand. They knew that the black sand would come soon, and it was useless to run, so they simply knelt on the ground and waited to die.
"Why are there two people missing? Where are the charlatan and Professor Chen?" Hu Bayi, who had counted the number of people, suddenly shouted.
The others only realized that two people had fallen behind at this time, and they didn't know when they fell behind for a while.
Hu Bayi was anxious to drive the camel back to look for Hao Shuai and Professor Chen, but was stopped by Fatty Wang.
"Old Hu, the wind and sand are so strong, it's useless for you to go back now."
"Fatty, you can't just leave them alone!"
"You forgot how powerful the charlatan is. He should be going to save Professor Chen. I have confidence in him."
...
Just as Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were walking, the sharp-eyed Shirley Yang found a camel walking out of the wind and sand, and vaguely saw people sitting on the camel.
"Look, they seem to be back." Shirley Yang said.
Everyone looked in the direction, and as the distance got closer, they could see a camel running towards them. The camel was Hao Shuai carrying Professor Chen.
When Hao Shuai met up with everyone, they realized that it was Professor Chen who had just fallen off the camel's back and fainted, and was just found and saved by Hao Shuai who was behind.
As for Professor Chen's camel, it had long abandoned Professor Chen and ran away without any loyalty.
Seeing that Professor Chen was safe and sound, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but soon they thought of the upcoming black sandstorm and that they were about to be buried alive, and their faces turned pale again.
"Everyone run this way, there is an ancient city ruins over there." Hao Shuai on the camel said, pointing to a sand hill not far away.
This was the location that Hao Shuai had just observed when he flew into the air.
Hearing Hao Shuai's words, everyone showed surprise in their eyes. No one doubted Hao Shuai's words. They all rode on camels and drove the camels to go in the direction Hao Shuai pointed.
Unfortunately, the camels seemed to be really waiting to die at this time. No matter how everyone drove them, it was useless.
"Anliman, if you don't want to die, take us there. Otherwise, we will all die here." Hu Bayi grabbed Anliman and said.
Seeing that everyone trusted Hao Shuai so much, Anliman thought that if he left, he would die, and if he didn't leave, he would die too. He immediately rode the leading camel in front to lead the way, and the camels behind him followed closely.
When everyone arrived at the sand hill, they found a section of broken city wall at the bottom of the sand hill, and a large rammed earth fortress below, which was a small ancient city ruins.
Most of the buildings in the ancient city ruins were buried by yellow sand, and some houses had collapsed. Only that section of solid city wall stood out. It had been exposed to the wind and sun for many years and had already turned into the same color as the desert.
The members of the archaeological team survived the disaster, and everyone's face was yellow. It was unclear whether they were scared or covered in sand.
Everyone got off the camels, Anliman commanded the camels to lie down by the wall, and Hu Bayi led a group of people to go down from the broken roof of a big house one after another.
This is a facility similar to a government office or a city hall. It is relatively tall, but unfortunately it has been mostly submerged in yellow sand, so everyone can only crouch down. If they raise their heads slightly, they will hit the wooden beams above.
Hao Shuai asked Hu Bayi to build a fire with the wormwood under the outer wall of the house and take care of everyone. Then, in the incredible eyes of everyone, he walked out of the roof and faced the black sandstorm.
"God of magic, what are you doing? Come back quickly~~"
"Master, it's dangerous outside!"
"Crazy~Crazy~~"
...
At this time, the big sandstorm had come, and the wind was howling, shaking the earth and the sky. Hao Shuai ignored the words inside. Looking at the great power of nature, his mind couldn't help but think of the description of the evil wind caused by the Yellow Wind Monster in the 21st chapter of Journey to the West: What a wind! It's really powerful: the cold and whistling world changes, and the invisible yellow sand swirls. It penetrates the forest and breaks the ridges, and the pines and plums are overturned, and the dust is scattered and the mountains are collapsed...
Thinking of this, Hao Shuai suddenly wanted to experience the experience of Sun Wukong being blown somersaults, so he covered his whole body with telekinesis, flew to the center of the black sandstorm, and let the wind blow him around.
After experiencing this roller coaster-like thrill, Hao Shuai calmed down and flew back to the ruins of the ancient city. On the way, he saw a few yellow sheep in the corner of the city wall, so he went out and shot two of them.