I won't dig anymore.

I've been sure that the people in this grave are gone!

Is he Ma Ran? Or the Three Kingdoms of Lu?

I retreated a little further, looked at the sand pit in the night, full of fear, and thought hard, which of these two tombs belonged to Ma Ran and which one belonged to the Three Kingdoms of Lu...

Later I realized that thinking about this is meaningless!

No matter who it is, as long as he can crawl out of the sand, other corpses will definitely crawl out!

So, why are some corpses present and some corpses not present?

Maybe it's just like the birds in the sky, after the dark and sunset, some are still flying, while others are back to their nests to sleep...

If so, that is, another juice might also crawl out of the sand, fly in the sky like a nightmare, looking down at us...

I turned off the flashlight and walked back to the camp quickly.

I decided not to tell them that I had dug up the bodies.

The next day is May 19th.

The terrifying June is approaching step by step.

But it was very cloudy this day, and the whole world was dim and windy. This kind of weather was at least not so hot.

Juye no longer had a fever, but she was pale and extremely weak, and she was still head-heavy and could not stand up.

She has no appetite.

I forced her to eat some canned fruit.

She asked me, "Aren't we leaving today?"

I said, "Don't leave."

She said: "Did I drag everyone down?"

I said, "No, the plan has changed. Today we are going to find Midou and their car. They have a lot of supplies."

She asked, "Are you going?"

I said, "I'll go, you're waiting for me at home."

She said: "Can you come back today?"

I said, "It should be possible to come back."

She said: "I'm afraid..."

I said, "The Monsoon takes care of you, don't be afraid."

She said: "Then you promise, you must come back before dark."

She said: "My eyes are blurry and I can't see you clearly."

I said, "Shut up and have a good rest."

She said, "Come here, I want to see you again."

My heart was filled with thoughts, and I felt that this sentence was unlucky. I came to her and kissed her.

She stretched out a cold hand and touched my face, then closed her eyes heavily.

After breakfast, I called Monsoon behind the tent and said to her: "Now, I'll hand over the juice to you and take good care of her for me."

Ji Feng said: "The weather is so bad today. Let's go when the day is better."

I said, "No, we can't afford to drag it. After we find that car, we will come back immediately, and we will set off."

Monsoon nodded and said, "Don't worry, the juice will get better."

I took out the shock and handed it to her: "You take this."

Monsoon said, "You can only take it."

I stuffed the electric shock into her pocket and said, "After Baisha and I leave, no one will protect you. As long as the weather is not hot, don't stay in the tent. It's too closed and you can't hear anyone coming."

Monsoon said, "I get it."

I gave her Baisha's decoder, briefly explained the usage, and then told her: "If we haven't come back after dark, we might be lost. You are starting an off-road vehicle and turning on the headlights."

Monsoon said: "Get it."

I hesitated for a moment and said, "There is something I should tell you..."

Ji Feng felt my expression be a little solemn. She looked at me and said softly: "You said."

I said, "We may not have much time..."

Monsoon said: "Why do you say that?"

I said, "An Chunhong left some notes with the names of the dead and ours."

Ji Feng smiled a little sadly and said, "This is fate."

I said, "If the juice wakes up, don't tell her this."

"Since that's the case, don't go out. If the time really doesn't come, in the end...we might as well be together."

I said, "Do you know what is the saddest thing? Wait for death. No matter what, we have to struggle."

Monsoon nodded and said, "Thank you, Boss Zhou, you have done so much for us."

I said, "I won't say anything, I'll leave."

Monsoon said: "Well, Liu Juer and I will wait for you to come back."

After Ji Feng and I walked out of the tent, I called Baisha and walked into Spoon's tent. Spoon was lazily lying on the sleeping bag, playing with my phone.

I said, "Spoon, big things, you two follow us."

The spoon didn't sit up, and he said, "Mi Dou has a better sense of direction, let her go."

I said, "No, you and the big things."

The spoon finally sat up: "Why?"

I said, "We might encounter something, and a man must go."

The spoon said, "Okay, big thing, go."

Four of us came to the car and I said to the spoon, "You drive."

The spoon looked at me, said nothing, and climbed to the driving position.

I said to Dawu again: "You can take the passenger seat."

Big people didn't have that much scheming, he said, "Okay."

Baisha and I sat in the back seat.

Both of them sat in front, and Baisha and I were behind them, and this situation was more favorable to us. The spoon was the most dangerous, so it was difficult to implement for him to drive, no matter what his plans were.

After the car started, Monsoon, Weiwei and Midou stood at the doors of the three tents respectively. They looked at us in the strong wind. Juye must still be in a drowsy sleep.

We head towards the tomb.

We plan to circle a large circle with the ancient tomb as the center and three kilometers as the radius.

The wind was too strong, and the white off-road vehicle was struggling forward. Sometimes, a small wave of sandstorms pushed over, and nothing could be seen in front of them, so we could only park and wait. After climbing in the desert for a few hours, we walked about 10 kilometers, but still did not see the dead trees in the ancient tomb.

I was a little nervous.

When there is a sun, we can tell the general direction. Now it is dark and we are likely to go in the wrong direction.

However, now that gasoline is expensive, we have already come out and have wasted a lot of gasoline, so we can only continue to search.

I changed the spoon, and now he and the big things are in no danger, and everyone has become a relationship of sharing weal and woe. I drove, and the spoon and white sand sat in the back seat.

We drove for a few more hours, and walked less than 10 kilometers away. Looking at our phone, it was already past 3 pm.

Looking around, there are deserts and deserts, and there are wind and sand and wind and sand. I don’t see any familiar landforms.

I stopped the car and said, "Give up."

None of the other three people spoke.

I turned the steering wheel and drove back.

Then the spoon spoke: "Do you think we can go back?"

I didn't say anything.

As I was driving, I felt that the terrain was different from when I came, and my heart became more and more nervous. I suspected that some force deliberately separated us from the people in the camp and then lost us and could never reunite.

I suddenly felt very sorry for the juice.

She was still sick, but I threw her into the tent and ran out alone to find supplies.

Yesterday afternoon, I promised her that if I couldn't get out, I would die with her. With this sentence, she was very pleased and was not afraid of anything...

At this moment, I feel like I'm going to break my promise.
To be continued...