The lion goes wandering

Chapter 11 Expedition to the Desert (1)
Walking in the desert is far more difficult than imagined.

When walking on the edge of the desert, I still can't feel any difference between walking in the desert and walking on the grass. The edge of the desert is covered with gray-white gravel, and I just feel that my paws hurt when I step on it.But as soon as I entered the hinterland of the desert, I became more and more aware of the hardships of trekking. The fine sand is soft and flowing. Although it is not as sunken as mud, it is still a deep footwell step by step. When encountering upper sand dunes and lower sand slopes, Once you step on it, the yellow sand will cover your knees. It takes a little effort to pull your claws out of the sand nest. After a long time, you will be exhausted.It takes three to four times more effort to walk in the desert than to walk in the grass for the same distance of one kilometer.The most terrible thing is that you can't run fast at all, you can only walk slowly step by step.

They walked all night, and when it was dawn, when I looked up, there was still a vast sea of ​​sand, and there was no green on the horizon.They are all walking into the desert for the first time, and they don't know how far they have traveled, let alone how far they are from the imaginary oasis.

The sun came out, the strong sunlight dazzled the eyes, and the temperature rose suddenly, so the big lion decided to find a place to rest.

Trekking long distances in the desert can only be day and night.In the desert during the day, under direct sunlight, the temperature can reach as high as 70 degrees Celsius, which is not much different from staying in a stove. Let alone lions, even sunbirds, which are known for their heat resistance, will be scorched.

There is not a cloud in the sky, and there is not a tree on the ground. Finding a place that can block the sun in the desert is like finding a needle in a haystack.Four semi-big male lions climbed over two more sand dunes before finding a lone rock. The rock protruded about three to four meters above the ground.Unfortunately, this rock is neither high nor big enough, and the shade area is very limited, only two lions can be accommodated.

The big lion went around to the shady place of the rock, thought for a while, and used its paws to dig out a sand pit more than one meter deep in the sand under the rock, just like sleeping on bunk beds. Two lions lay in the pit, and outside the pit Two lions, so that all four of their brothers could lie in the small shade.

In the desert under the sun, lying in the shade is equivalent to staying in a five-star hotel.

The question is who sleeps at the bottom of the pit and who sleeps on the pit?Of course the big lion is willing to sleep at the bottom of the pit. The temperature at the bottom of the pit is definitely lower than that of the ground. Besides, the lion sleeping on the pit has at least half of its body covering the sand pit. The lion sleeping at the bottom of the pit is equivalent to enjoying double shadows. .If the big-headed lion is the leader of the lion group in the traditional sense, the real lion king, you don’t have to think about it, you don’t need to say it, just jump into the pit and choose the best place to lie down. Other lions will never dare to say anything , If you have any opinions, you can only feel bored in your heart.The big male lions who are in power in any lion group have the privilege of the preferred bed, so as to reflect the power of the ruler.

Unfortunately, although the big lion is the leader of the four half-big male lions, it is not strictly a ruler, and the other three half-big male lions are not submissive subjects. The relationship between it and them is Brotherhood in adversity.This kind of relationship not only has nothing to gain, but also has to post some things upside down. It seems that there is only the obligation to endure hardship, but no right to enjoy it.Forget it, it's useless to complain, just be a selfless fool again.The big-headed lion took a step back awkwardly, and let the youngest red streamer jump into the sandpit first. The red streamer is not only young, but also the weakest body, so he should be taken care of.

There is still a place to lie down in the bunker. It stands to reason that the third child, Taohuayan, should be allowed to sleep, but before Taohuayan jumped down, Scarface took the first step, squeezed right, and pushed Taohuayan away from the sandpit , jumped down into the pit with a pop, and lay side by side with the red streamer at the bottom of the pit.

Scarface has been ferocious and unreasonable since he was a child. When he was still in the two-color mane lion pride, he was a thorny head, and he often robbed his peers for food.Once, a little lioness named Lulu caught a squirrel, and before she had time to eat it, Scarface saw it and couldn't help but rushed over and slapped Lulu to the ground, snatching the squirrel away .It can be said that Scarface was born a robber embryo. For this reason, it suffered a lot of flesh and blood, and was often beaten to death by two-color hyenas and one-eyed males, but it did not want to repent, and it still had this virtue.

Peach Blossom Eyes let out a low growl from its throat in aggrieved manner, and the big lion raised its beard in dissatisfaction, and stared at Scarface with its eyes, but Scarface pretended not to see or hear anything, and his head rested on the In the crook of his arms, he closed his eyes, whirring, whirring, and quickly fell asleep.

This guy's skin is thicker than that of a papaya tree!
The position of the bunker has been seized by Scarface, and it may not be easy for him to withdraw.It doesn't seem worth fighting for a place to sleep.There was no other way, Taohuayan had no choice but to sleep on the sandpit in a rage.The big lion had no choice but to accept this fait accompli and sleep side by side with Peach Blossom Eye.

The desert is quiet, and occasionally a few birds fly by in the sky, sprinkling a string of crisp birdsong.Don't worry about other lions coming to harass them, it's as safe as sleeping in a safe.After more than half a year, it was the first time that they fell asleep so peacefully and steadily.After trekking in the desert for a whole night, everyone was exhausted and started snoring as soon as I lay down. I slept soundly, soundly and sweetly!

The big lion was having a good dream, dreaming that he turned over and happened to fall into a wild boar nest, and a dozen black and fat piglets with eyes that hadn't opened yet were delivered to him like a plate of exquisite snacks. its mouth.One piglet per bite, it is tenderer than tofu, it melts in the mouth, and the mouth is full of fragrance.It was eating happily, when suddenly the sun fell from the sky like a big ripe kumquat, impartially, and just landed on its head, the mane was ignited, buzzing like weeds on fire It burned up, and it woke up from the dream in a hurry.

Of course, it is impossible for the sun to fall on its head, but it is true that the top of its head is hot as if a piece of flame is sticking to it. Looking up, it turns out that the sun is rising higher and higher, and it is about to reach the top, and the shadow blocked by the rocks is gradually shrinking. , the sunlight gradually moved over, and had moved to its head.

The big lion quickly curled up and tightened its body to the bottom of the rock wall, at least it took off the scorching sun like a hat.But before it fell asleep again, the sunlight swam over quietly like a snake, and landed on its lips again.It understood that with the sun at the top, that precious shadow would eventually be eaten away without a trace, and it would take a long time, after noon, for the shadow to appear on the other side of the rock.

It is now squeezed by the annoying sunlight and clings to the stone wall like a lizard, and there is nowhere to retreat.It is impossible to fix the sun with a nail to prevent it from moving. The law of the sun's movement is independent of the will of the lion. That is to say, it will inevitably be exposed to direct sunlight for several hours, even if it is not Dried lion meat will inevitably suffer from sunstroke and heatstroke, or at least a layer of skin will be peeled off.

What makes it most unbalanced is that the scarred face and red streamer at the bottom of the pit will use it and peach blossom eyes as parasols.We suffer, you enjoy happiness, there is no such cheap thing in the world!The big-headed lion frowned, thinking about his heart, and began to hum, haha, and moaned in a low voice, the volume gradually increased, turning into painful whimpers.Peach Blossom Eye, Scarface and Red Ribbon were all woken up, looking at it anxiously, not understanding what was going on, and Peach Blossom Eye lying side by side with it kindly licked its forehead to show that care.

The big lion snorted even more fiercely, this was just a foreshadowing, the good show was yet to come.

At this time, the sun moved a few inches to the top of the head, and the scorching sun baked the small half of the lion's body.Suddenly, it rolled on the spot, foaming at the mouth, struggling to stand up, and then it stood still, then tilted its head and fell to the ground.It has severe heat stroke and is in danger.

Scarface couldn't lie down in the pit anymore, so he jumped out of the bunker, wanting to see what happened to the big lion.

Oh, and there's an open spot in the bunker, which the Big Head is eagerly hoping for.It made an extremely uncomfortable look again, rolled, and just rolled into the sandpit.

Scarface felt lost, wanted to have an attack, but seemed a little inappropriate, and paced back and forth on the sandpit angrily.

A sick lion deserves preferential treatment and care.

The big lion turned its face sideways, staring at the scarred face with grateful eyes, the white foam at the corners of its mouth gradually thinned out, and its eyelids blinked as if it was about to fall asleep.

Scarface had no choice but to sleep reluctantly on the pit where the big-headed lion was lying just now, and use his body to create a shadow for the big-headed lion under the pit.

The big lion is very happy. With a little trick, it will not suffer from the sun exposure, and more importantly, it can comfortably recuperate in the shadows.

No one knows how long the road ahead will be. Conserve your strength, try to make the water in your body consume as little as possible, and evaporate as little as possible, so that you can walk out of the desert alive.

When the sun was westward, shadows finally appeared on the other side of the rock, and the tormented scarred face and peach eyes were finally freed from the flame-like sunlight.The big lion saw that Scarface and Peach Blossom Eyes used their tongues to lick the fur on their backs.As if scalded by boiling water, the hair on the back fell off one by one, revealing patches of lion skin that had been burned red by the sun, as if suffering from hives, it was ugly to death, and the pain made them hiss Gasp.

The big lion rejoiced secretly, fortunately, he was smart and came up with a clever idea to let the scarred face be exposed to the sun instead of it, otherwise, it would have to suffer this living crime.

The sun sat on the horizon and the temperature dropped.The big lion crawled out of the sandpit, and of course it healed from the heatstroke.It stretched itself and urged the three brothers to hurry on their way.

The scarred face and peach blossom eyes opened their mouths, humming and panting, looking around, looking for something.The big lions knew that they were thirsty and looking for water.

Water, the most precious thing in the desert is water.If there was water here, it wouldn't be called a desert.Let's go, don't waste your time, even if you dig three feet, you won't find a drop of water.Only by clenching your teeth and hurrying on your way, trying to get out of the desert before the sun scorches the earth tomorrow, can you drink water.

Four half-sized male lions trudged across the desert with their heads drooping.

The sun on the horizon is sinking bit by bit. They are walking against the setting sun. As they walk, the big lion finds that most of the sun on the horizon is different from usual.

Usually at this time, the sun is as red as a ball made of rouge, the white clouds on both sides are illuminated brightly, and even the horizon seems to be drawn with a rose-colored colored pencil; but at this moment, the sun is a little red. It was black, like a moldy apple, and the clouds on both sides were also black and green, rolling and wriggling, like a group of hermit crabs just crawling out of a mud hole.I'm afraid this is not a good omen, the big lion thought.

Sure enough, a rumbling noise came from far and near, and even the earth was shaken and trembled slightly.If it was thunder, it would be good news. It rained and solved the problem of thirst. Unfortunately, it didn't sound like thunder or an earthquake.The big lion had never heard this kind of voice before. It was dull and enthusiastic, manic and frivolous, with an overwhelming momentum that made the lions tremble with fear.

After a while, the sky suddenly darkened. It was definitely not the natural darkness after the sun fell into the horizon, nor the darkness covered by dark clouds, but the distant sky seemed to be covered by thick dust, and the sun became darker and darker. Black, turned into a big black ball.

The big lion was wondering, when the wind picked up, the quiet desert suddenly turned into a ferocious monster, and the sand grains turned into countless lively elves, dancing with the wind, jumping up and down; the wind was blowing harder and harder, and the yellow sand was blown layer by layer Since then, the whole desert has turned into a noisy and crazy dance hall, and every grain of yellow sand is like a stimulant-injected dancer who has lost his mind, spinning and jumping, full of passion.The four half-sized male lions couldn't open their eyes, they couldn't move, and they couldn't even breathe, as if they were suffocating.

They were ill-fated and encountered a rare tropical sandstorm.

(End of this chapter)