We came out of a cellar and were in a cave.

The mat on the earthen kang was ragged and there was no bedding. Two rice jars were big and small on the stove, and a thick layer of dust fell from the water tank. There was a faded paper cut on the window. It was a big rooster, whose head was blown away by the wind...

It is the home of that long-haired woman!

But she disappeared.

Ji Feng and I quickly walked out and came to Liu Mingjiu's home.

Liu Mingjiu's father was smoking a cigarette in the yard. I walked over quickly, pointed to the cave farthest from the village, and asked in a slight manner: "Who is the woman living in that cave?"

Liu Mingjiu looked at me with my hand, stunned for a moment, and said, "That cave has been abandoned long ago and no one lives there."

I suddenly felt like I was walking into a ghost story.

Now that I am in Lop Nur, when I think back on that experience, I suddenly don’t think it’s a ghost story.

When we came to Lop Nur and were constantly invaded by those people, they were hiding in the ancient tombs. Perhaps, the long-haired woman belonged to the same type of things as them.

It is very likely that they are everywhere in the world, but they live underground forever.

In northern Shaanxi, the group of people dug a passage underground and reached directly to Mengou Village. The long-haired woman crawled out of the underground and drilled into the cave where no one lived, pretending to be a human...

It's terrible to think about it.

A sound came from outside, and I pricked up my ears and listened, as if the horse was back!

But why didn't I hear the sound of the car engine?

I got up, grabbed the flashlight and walked out. Sure enough, I saw Ma Ran. He walked back, and seemed to be bleeding from his body. He walked into the range of my headlights and lay on the ground.

The three kingdoms of Lu immediately ran towards him.

I ran over, too.

Ma Ran was injured, his hands were covered with blood.

I carried him on my back and walked quickly towards his tent.

Zhang Hui was very clever and turned on the lights long ago. He came out of the tent. He said, "I'll carry it."

I said, "You go get the alcohol and gauze."

I put the horse in the tent and four eyes came over. After the death of the outside world, it became obviously thin. Wu Min had just opened his eyes and asked in a daze: "What are you doing! Don't you sleep?"

I ignored him.

Zhang Hui brought alcohol and gauze, and I lifted Ma Ran's clothes and saw two knife wounds, both of which were very deep. There was also a small hole on his forehead, which probably was scratched when he was fighting with someone.

I replied to the chapter: "You go out and watch, I will deal with it here."

Chapter replied: "Okay." Then he went out.

Ma Ran looked at me helplessly, and he felt that he probably couldn't do it anymore.

Indeed, we don’t have a doctor, and we can’t do anything other than stop bleeding. Obviously, his intestines were punctured.

Ma Ran asked weakly: "Boss Zhou, will I... die?"

Wu Min felt the situation was serious and got up.

I said, "Two small holes, it's okay."

He said, "Don't comfort me, how much blood is there in total? I've been drunk all the way by the desert..."

I said, "Stop it right away!"

I used alcohol to disinfect him and wrapped it up layer by layer with gauze.

I asked him, "What happened?"

Ma Ran said: "I met two people..."

Ma Ran went to rob the tomb, and his car was carrying a full set of tools.

He left the camp and searched in the desert for most of the day, but did not find the tomb.

He wanted to return. He followed the mark he left behind and began to drive towards the camp.

As he walked, Ma Ran saw a figure appearing in the desert, very burly and tired. Ma Ran was very scared and did not want to catch up with him, and could not follow him all the time.

He increased the accelerator and walked around a distance from him.

Looking from the reflector, through the raised yellow sand, the man was still walking forward alone without waving to him.

Ma Ran’s drives a long way, and the man finally disappeared in the reflector, but appears in front of him again! This time, he and Ma Ran’s car were closer.

Ma Ran's off-road vehicle was very laborious to drive on the sand, and the accelerator sounded loudly. The man clearly heard the sound of the car, but he did not look back and continued walking forward, as if he was demented.

This time, Ma Ranrhe did not bypass him and chased him directly. After approaching the man, Ma Ranrhe rolled down the car window and shouted: "Hey! Why are you alone?"

The man turned his head around as he walked. His beard was covered in sand and his face turned white. He looked at Ma Ran numbly and continued to stagger forward.

Ma Ran didn't dare to stop the car, so he threw out his military kettle and shouted, "Drink some!"

Then, he stepped on the accelerator and drove over.

The dust drowned that man.

After driving a while, Ma Ran saw the man in the reflector again, walking hard in the distance.

Ma Ran felt very strange. After thinking about it, he finally couldn't figure out what was going on with that person, so he continued to drive towards the camp.

The man disappeared in the mirror again.

After walking a while, the horse Ran saw the familiar back again on the bare desert ahead, walking alone.

Ma Ran rushed towards the man again. He suspected that the other party was not a living person, or perhaps a dehydrated zombie. As long as his car broke down and could not continue moving forward, the man would immediately rushed over, bite off his neck, and drink all his blood.

Ma Ran wanted to hit him with a car!

He gradually approached the back and saw a dark green thing thrown on the golden sand behind him, which was the military kettle he had just thrown to him!

The horse slowed down the car.

He was really scared.

He had heard of ghosts hitting walls, but they all happened in the dark or foggy weather. Now, there are no clouds in the sky, and the sunset hangs in the sky, making people charming. How could they encounter ghosts hitting walls?

He stopped the car, put out the fire, and dared not leave again.

The so-called ghost hitting a wall is often the direction you think is right, and it is exactly the wrong one.

However, the horse did not have the courage to drive in the opposite direction.

Finally, the man walked out of his sight and he was about to continue moving forward.

As he walked, the sky in Lop Nur quickly became dark and he found that he could not find the mark he left behind.

The desert is like a huge pot covered with it. If you continue walking, it is like a headless fly ramming around.

He stopped the car and decided to fire the signal flare for help. His signal gun was bought on the black market. The launch device and the signal flare were combined into one and could only be used at one time.

Later, he changed his mind and wanted to keep the bullet, if the burly man appeared again and attacked him, the signal gun could be used as a defender.

He did not turn off the engine, but turned off the headlights, locked the car door, and hid in the darkness.

He held the signal gun tightly and prepared to survive the night. If it was safe, he would continue to move forward after dawn.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the desert was dead silent, which made people crazy. He sat in the driver's seat, and from time to time he used a signal gun to touch the steering wheel. The impact sound made him know his existence.

I don't know how long it took, but no abnormality occurred.

He was a little sleepy, lay on the steering wheel, and began to doze off.

Suddenly, the signal gun hit the steering wheel again: "Dong, dongdong, dong..."

He suddenly woke up, grabbed the signal gun, and listened. The sound rang again: "Dongdong..."

Someone knocked on the car door.

He looked out the windows on both sides in the darkness, and it was pitch black and he could not see anything.

He turned on the light in the cab, and his bones all over his body became so scary that the burly man was pressing against the window on his side, looking at him.

He hid to the side and quickly set off fire, but he couldn't do it any longer.

The man stood close to the car window and watched him ignitely.

His hands trembled, and he couldn't even twist the key. He pretended to be very excited and asked loudly, "Who are you?"

The other party's expression was not fierce, he just said something friendly. Because he couldn't hear it clearly through the glass, he lowered the car window a little, revealing a crack: "What are you doing!"

He could finally hear the other person talking, and the other person said in a pleading tone: "Come down."

Ma Ran said, "What am I going down to do?"

The other party did not answer, but said, "You come down."

Ma Ran raised the signal gun and pointed it at him: "I don't know you, get away!"

The other party looked at the muzzle with a diameter of 26.5mm, and didn't mind, so he continued to beg: "It's okay, come, come, come down."

At that moment, Ma Ran hesitated. The man had already stuck to the car window. He had only one signal flare. If he shot him, he would not be able to ask for help. If he shot into the sky, there would be nothing to deal with this thing that didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost.
To be continued...