On the sand, there was only a shrinking vortex left where the original Audi was located, slowly becoming smaller, and finally gradually disappearing without a trace, and then slowly becoming flattened as if there had never been an Audi on the sand.
"Sister Rong Rong, he ······ Is he dead?"
asked in a whisper, biting his lip.
Rong Rong sighed and said, "A person who falls into a sand nest is the same as falling into a swamp, and the possibility of survival is ······ Small" Yu Qiqi sat on the ground in disbelief, she didn't have much sadness in her heart, after all, she had only been together for two or three days, but she couldn't accept it, and the person who was sitting in a car with her a few minutes ago and talking and laughing died in an instant.
"Pop" Xiang Xiang Pan sat on the ground and took out a cigarette and lit one, silent.
Cao Shanjun wrinkled his brows and said, "I'll go to the Netherworld."
"No," Xiang Que shook his head.
If Wang Xuanzhen died, he died under a natural disaster, even if he and Cao Shanjun went to the underworld together, it was useless, the underworld was not opened by them, and the Gujingguan and the Hanging Temple together could not change the fate of a doomed person, even if he was reincarnated with memories like Cao Qingdao I'm afraid that the fetus will not work, and the underworld will not tolerate him again and again to be so presumptuous.
After a long time, Xiang Que, who had smoked a few cigarettes in a row, suddenly got up and said, "Jun, come and protect me from the Fa."
Cao Shanjun followed Xiang Que into the distance, and Yu Qiqi and Rong Rong looked at the two of them in surprise and didn't know what to do.
"Step, step," Xiang Que walked a distance, then turned behind a sand wall, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out three copper coins, shook them, and threw them out.
"Ding" copper coins landed on the sand with a soft sound, and Xiang Que looked down.
In an instant, the sky in the distance above Xiang Que suddenly converged into a dark cloud, and then slowly shrouded it.
"Huh" Cao Qingdao looked up and saw that the dark clouds were coming, and he was ready to attack, with his hands folded, a string of prayer beads hanging on his wrists, flashing with bursts of Buddha light.
Xiang Que closed his eyes, and tried to recall Wang Xuanzhen's voice and smile in his mind, the two of them got along day and night, and they couldn't be familiar with each other, turning into ashes, and they could recognize each other.
"Booming" in the sky, the sound of muffled thunder and spring comes.
A moment later, a thick lightning bolt fell from the sky and fell towards the place where Xiang Que was, and Cao Shanjun waved his hand and threw out the string of prayer beads on his wrist to block the top of Xiang Que's head.
"Sister Rongrong, what's the thunder?
And it's still light thunder and no rain."
Rong Rong looked blankly at Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun in the direction where they disappeared and shook her head and said, "Maybe ······" She can't explain this phenomenon.
At the same time, dozens of kilometers away.
The young man with the air conditioner blowing in the Hummer sat up, opened the door and looked up at the sky, and the old man with a broken arm behind him said in surprise: "The thunder descends from the sky, and God punishes ······ Is this, someone being punished?
Who touched the way of heaven?"
"This man is estimated to be wasted, and it is difficult for a person under such a thick thunderbolt to resist, and even if he does not die, he will be half disabled," the young man said.
"Lijun, is he" Zhang Shoucheng asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know, but what I wonder is that even if it's him, why would he trigger the thunder punishment to descend into the world, and even if it is, can he stand it?
Hehe, it's that he's done, let's have no worries," Zhao Lijun asked puzzled.
Many people don't know why Heavenly Dao wants to send down thunder punishment to punish this person.
Because no one knows, Xiang Que, who is not far away, is using the method of divination to forcibly divinate Wang Xuanzhen, who does not know life and death, to determine whether he is alive or dead.
After a long time, Xiang Que walked out with a bloodshot on the corner of his mouth, and Cao Shanjun held a string of broken prayer beads in his hand, which had become scorched and dim.
Xiang Que casually took out the string of Buddhist beads that Master Mingwu gave him when he was in the Hanging Temple and handed it over.
"This is what my master gave you to prevent the catastrophe two years later, what are you doing for me" Cao Shanjun stared at him with straight eyes.
"It's the same for you and for me, aren't you supposed to come with me after two years?"
said Xiang Queya.
"No, why?"
Cao Shanjun asked puzzled.
"Your master asked you to go down the mountain just to let you enter the world to practice?
If that were the case, he wouldn't have to wait for me to come before he let you down."
Cao Shanjun was speechless for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched before taking the string of Buddhist beads.
After Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun appeared, Yu Qiqi asked softly, "Are we going to inform his family?"
There are no bones, so we have to let people come to see where he died."
"No," Xiang Que glanced at him and shook his head.
Ten minutes later, a group of four people set off.
The car is gone, but this is not the main thing, the important thing is that all their equipment is on the car, except for the bag that Xiang is missing, no one has a chance to take things out when the car sinks.
During the day, the desert weather can kill people, and the heat of the 40s is scorching without any shade, and ordinary people can't last long at all, especially when there is no water source, people will collapse after an hour or two without replenishing water.
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"We should wait for rescue on the spot, it won't take long for anyone to stand it up" Rong Rong and Yu Qiqi were already sweating, sweat soaked their clothes, outlining the graceful figure of the two, but such a moving picture Cao Shanjun and Xiang Que had no time to appreciate it, and the two stuck out their tongues The head didn't even bother to speak.
"Sister Rongrong, there has been no signal" Qiqi shook the phone in her hand, she was the only one in the car just now, and the rest of the people's mobile phones were all buried in the ground.
"Goo" swallowed his saliva, moistened his throat and said hoarsely: "Hold on a little longer, maybe you will be able to meet people" "How do you know?
Lop Nur has always been sparsely populated, and even if you walk here for ten days and half a month, you may not be able to see people."
Xiang Que shook his head and didn't explain.
An hour later, when the four of them dragged their tired bodies and barely supported themselves, they suddenly put their hands in front of them and looked up at the distant mid-air, and at some point, an illusory image suddenly began to condense in the sky.
The images gradually took shape, gathered together, and slowly formed a picture.
In the picture, in the middle of a desert, there is a huge city actually appeared, antique buildings, and the city wall made of sand and stone seems to replace people into the world a year or two ago, the city is crowded with people, there is a huge gate in the middle of the city wall, Two large characters are carved on the city gate.
"Loulan" and "Sister Rongrong are mirages"