But now these are the little things.
If the Great Buddha Temple summoned the magic world this time, it was really for the invasion of the corpse world, then I am afraid that the entire yang world would be destroyed in one fell swoop.
After all, the Western Heaven Buddha Realm and the Thirty-Three Days are all restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, and they can't easily go to the lower realm, and if the corpse realm really breaks the seal, the power of the yang world can't be stopped at all.
This can be seen from the fierce battle between Zhang Cheng and Dongying's army, just the body of a corpse demon can ignore ordinary guns.
And in the corpse realm, I don't know how many zombies there are in the corpse demon realm, even the corpse king is probably not a few, not to mention that there are three zombie lords in the corpse god realm.
This kind of force, even if the algorithm community and the government work together, is absolutely irresistible.
Zhang Cheng was thinking wildly, while looking at the scenery outside the window, and found that the red sun had set in the west.
There used to be some Uighur villages, but now there is nothing but dry desert and some abandoned buildings.
Some dead and dry trees, towering over the cracked earth, casting afterimages in the setting sun, looked particularly bleak.
"The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river."
Zhang Cheng looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly became poetic, and held back a sentence.
As a result, all he answered was the sound of snoring, the carload of people had already fallen asleep, and the guy driving the car ignored him at all.
Zhang Cheng was bored for a while, so he had to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.
The car drove for another hour, and when it was already completely dark, it was completely into the desert.
At night in the desert, it was pitch black and there was no light to be seen.
But the driver didn't panic at all, turned on the headlights, and hurried forward in the unmarked desert, Zhang Cheng looked at it for a long time, and couldn't figure out how the other party determined the direction.
However, as the off-road vehicle rolled over a sand dune, Zhang Cheng finally saw a little light on the horizon, and at first thought it was a star, but as the distance got closer, the light became larger, and finally gradually turned into a piece.
Only then did the driver turn around and tell them that there was a Kulenco in front of them.
When he got out of the car, Zhang Cheng didn't look unusual, but everyone else was weak, and the joints of his body were about to shake off.
The driver left a phone call saying that he would look for him again early tomorrow morning, and then drove away on his own.
Zhang Cheng and the others could only walk slowly in the vicinity, while observing, and found that the scale of this so-called town was actually about the same as a village, and even smaller than an ordinary village.
In the whole town, there are only two rows of simple buildings, all of which are made of wooden planks or colored steel, and it looks like a strong wind can blow away.
I heard that many things here were left behind by the expedition team, and were later occupied by nearby villagers and used as shops to sell some goods, and it was also the last supply point to enter the deep Gobi.
Zhang Cheng looked around and found that in the clearing behind a sand dune, there were many tents set up, different colors and styles, and they did not look like a group of people, but there were several off-road vehicles parked nearby, the same vehicles they were riding in when they came.
Wukong glanced at it twice, and said in a low voice: "Those people are probably also mages who came to the meeting, do you want to go over and say hello?"
Zhang Cheng thought for a while and shook his head, "Forget it, when they get to the place, there is a chance, they haven't eaten anything since they got off the train in the morning, let's go find something to eat first." ” Although he said so, everyone else understood Zhang Cheng's psychology and didn't say much.
Wang Dafu and Chen Xiaoice walked to a nearby stall and saw that the vendors were all dressed as Uighurs, selling mostly leather boots, shovels and other expedition equipment, and some food.
Both of them were a little emotional, they didn't expect that there were traders in this wilderness.
However, when they asked the price, both of them were shocked, the price of these ordinary things was at least several times that of the city, and a bottle of mineral water alone was sold for dozens of yuan.
The two not only secretly regretted that they didn't bring some by the way in Dunhuang just now, maybe they could make a small profit.
However, Zhang Cheng is now rich and doesn't care about this money, so he found a slightly cleaner stall, bought a few naan and some jerky, and then asked for a few cans of mare's milk wine for them to sit down and eat together.
The taste of these foods, of course, cannot be compared to those in the city.
Wang Dafu and Chen Xiaoice only nibbled a few bites, and they couldn't eat it, and Lin Wan'er also put the hard naan into small pieces and soaked it in mare's milk wine, so she ate some indiscriminately.
However, compared to them, Wukong ate a lot, and after a while, all the naan with the size of the basin was wiped out, and he began to gnaw on the jerky again.
Zhang Cheng's eyebrows jumped when he saw it on the side, and he couldn't help but wonder if Qingchengshan usually abused his disciples.
After eating, he wiped his mouth and took Zhang Cheng and a few people to a row of tents, which were all built with felt, and as soon as they entered, they smelled and were very breathless.
But there is no time to say that the temperature in the desert is very low at night, and it is much more comfortable to live in a tent than in a board house, which is also the best hotel in Kulenco.
Several people looked at each other, but they had to agree, and they had no time to call the boss to say a few words, and finally rented a big tent for a thousand yuan a night.
At this price, you can live in a star-rated hotel in the city, but you can only live in a tent full of foot odor here, Wang Dafu is naturally full of pain, but there is no other way.
The conditions in the desert are not as good as those in the mainland, and it is not easy to have a place to shelter from the wind and cold in this place at present.
Zhang Cheng paid and led the group into the tent, where he found an incandescent lamp hanging inside, and a knee-high low table with some blankets around it.
Chen Xiaoice pointed to the incandescent lamp above his head and said curiously: "Where did the electricity come from?"
"Generators, gasoline to generate electricity."
Wukong smiled and sat in the corner of the tent, "Everyone is tired today, let's rest early, we have to hurry tomorrow morning." ” The night was not a restful night, and everyone was tossing and turning.
Wang Dafu always yelled that something was biting him, and he got up several times a night, and when he touched it for the last time, his back was full of red bumps.
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Zhang Cheng had no choice but to use ghost qi to clean up all the tents and kill all the fleas hidden in the felt, and everyone finally squinted for a while.
As a result, before he could sleep for long, the young driver came to him, saying that the temperature was too high during the day, and he could travel a little longer before dawn.
Wang Dafu was wearing a red envelope and two dark circles under his eyes, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, and found that it was only three o'clock in the morning, and he finally resisted the urge to scold his mother.
A few people walked out of their tents, bought some dry food and water from the boss, and then walked out of town.
When passing by the sand dunes at the entrance of the town, Zhang Cheng realized that the group of people had set off last night without knowing when they had set off, leaving only extinguished bonfires and a few ruts
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