Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 267 Sandstorm
At the end of the endless sand sea, a black line slowly emerged under the scorching sun.

The black line seemed far away, but it was moving at an extremely fast speed, getting bigger and bigger, the whole world became gray, and the sun gradually disappeared.

Uncle An, who was standing on the sand dune, turned pale in an instant, his legs softened, and he rolled down from the sand dune.

The people sitting on the ground and resting looked at the panic-stricken Uncle An, a little puzzled.But Uncle An was constantly chattering along the way, and everyone was no stranger to it.

Professor Chen asked with a smile: "Brother An, what did you see?"

"Hey, hey!"

Uncle An, who got up again, ignored Professor Chen and started driving the camels.

Then, he got on a camel, looked at Professor Chen and his party with a serious face, and said in his broken Mandarin: "I said it a long time ago, don't go into the desert during the windy season, now Hu Da (God) ) are already angry, the black sandstorm is coming soon, we must find a place to hide from the black sandstorm, otherwise all will be buried by the black sandstorm!"

The man surnamed Hu who was standing not far away also noticed that something was wrong. The direction of the setting sun was already gray and he couldn't see anything. Even the sun was covered by sand and dust.

The man surnamed Hu shouted at everyone and ran over: "No, the sandstorm is coming, everyone get on the camels and prepare to leave!"

Chen Mo could tell that this man surnamed Hu was the leader of the team. As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked.

"Hurry up, professor, get on the camel!" Dr. Hao, Professor Chen's student, immediately helped Professor Chen climb up the camel.

The rest of the people also hurriedly climbed onto the camels, but Uncle An had already driven the camels and started to escape.

If you want to avoid the sandstorm, you can only find some buildings or bunkers, but now Chen Mo and his party have already gone deep into the hinterland of the desert, and there is almost nothing else here except for the sand sea.

The speed of the sandstorm was far beyond everyone's imagination. The group of people only had time to walk for more than a mile.

"Quick, cover your mouth and nose with a scarf, quick!"

The man surnamed Hu seemed to be very experienced. He had already covered his mouth and nose with a black cloth, and his voice was somewhat indistinct.

His voice was quickly drowned in the howling sandstorm, and finally he could only shout at the people behind him, passing down one by one.

Soon, everyone used cloth or towels to protect their mouths and noses. Although Chen Mo and Yuan Qingshan didn't have to do this, they also pretended to cover their faces with a towel.

"Master Chen, are you going to help them? If we don't take action, they will probably die in this sandstorm." Yuan Qingshan sent a voice transmission to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo also sent back via voice transmission: "We'll talk later."

A few minutes later, the entire sky became misty, and only objects a few meters away could be vaguely seen.

Uncle An, who was walking in the forefront, was riding on a camel with his hands clasped together, chanting words, and praying persistently.

The man surnamed Wang behind the young man surnamed Hu shouted: "Old Hu, this is not the way, no matter how fast we go, we can't pass the sandstorm too fast, before we can find a bunker, we may have been buried by the black sandstorm! "

"Then what should we do?" the man surnamed Hu turned his head and shouted, at the moment he had no choice.

At this time, there was a commotion in the rear team, and they stopped moving forward.

It turned out to be a young girl from the archaeological team. She was not in good health. After being tossed by the black sandstorm, she fainted and fell off the camel.

Professor Chen and his team immediately stopped to rescue. When the man surnamed Hu saw it, he yelled at the man surnamed Wang: "Go to the front, no matter what method you use, make Old Man An stop. I'll go back and see the situation!"

"Okay!" The man surnamed Wang agreed, and urged the camel to speed up to chase after Uncle An.

Yuan Qingshan and Chen Mo walked at the end, Yuan Qingshan said via voice transmission: "Someone can't hold on anymore, what should I do?"

Chen Mo said: "Let's go down and have a look, and find a chance to save people."

Ahead, the man surnamed Wang had already caught up with Uncle An and shouted, "Stop, stop!"

But Uncle An didn't pay attention at all, and ran for his own life.

The man surnamed Wang had no choice but to swear, and directly held Uncle An's head with a shotgun: "I tell you to stop!"

Uncle An stopped helplessly, and was dragged back by the man surnamed Wang.

The man surnamed Hu, Professor Chen and others were checking the condition of the wounded, but they were in a coma caused by a fever and were fine, but they couldn't move on.

The man surnamed Wang threw Uncle An in front of the man surnamed Hu, and scolded: "This old man is going to run away alone, I almost shot him dead!"

The man surnamed Hu had no choice but to lie next to Uncle An's ear and shouted: "Uncle An, someone is injured, we can't leave anymore, is there any way for you to escape this sandstorm?"

Uncle An looked pious, knelt on the ground and kept worshiping, muttering: "I told you a long time ago, it's the windy season, you don't listen to me, I can't help it now!"

The man surnamed Hu was helpless. Now that the center of the sandstorm was about to arrive, there were wounded people in the team, and he couldn't walk at all.

The man surnamed Hu made a decisive decision: "Old Wang, Miss Yang, Xiaoye, you guys go and bring the camels over and form a circle. Let's hide among the camels, hoping to escape this disaster!"

The man surnamed Wang gave a thumbs up happily: "Old Hu, your trick is really good!"

Immediately, hope rose in the hearts of the crowd, and they surrounded the camels in a circle with difficulty, and then all of them linked arms and lay down under the camels together.

I have to say that this method is still good, and it has withstood most of the sandstorms, but everyone also underestimated the horror of the black sandstorm.

The powerful black sandstorm was similar to a tornado, and it directly swept the camel into the sky, but at the critical moment, a khaki light flashed, and the camel returned to its original place.

It's just that the people lying on the ground covered their heads couldn't see this scene at all.

Sensing the danger, Chen Mo immediately took out the bronze mirror and activated the power of the magic weapon to protect the entire team.

If someone opens their eyes and takes a look, they will find that they are covered by a circle of khaki-yellow light mask, which blocks most of the power of the sandstorm, and only a small part of the wind and sand still blows in. That is what Chen Mo did on purpose. It is to prevent everyone from being suspicious.

The sandstorm lasted for nearly an hour, but everyone felt as long as the past century.

When everyone climbed out of the sand and found that they were still alive, they breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't care to shake off the dust on their bodies, and began to pray non-stop, thanking the heaven, earth, ghosts and gods.

Uncle An paid homage to his Hu Da again.

Although everyone is fine, but now there is a serious problem, they have run out of water.

If they can't find a water source, or an oasis, they will die of thirst here.

"Cheer up, everyone, don't be idle, look around immediately to see if you can find a place where plants grow. If you can find plants, you can find the underground river and solve the water source problem." The man surnamed Hu shouted.

Everyone was about to take action, but Uncle An said with a dejected face: "It's useless, I've already said it, if you go inside, you won't find the dark river underneath!"

The man surnamed Wang scolded: "This old bastard will lose his chain at a critical moment. Don't pay attention to him. Let's look for it."

(End of this chapter)