I wrote words to the rescuers on the sand!

Who erased these words for me?

I looked at Baisha's tent. What he took was a purple tent, low, like a grave, shaking slightly with the wind. The door curtain was blocked halfway, and it was dark inside. I wonder if Baisha was looking at me.

Did he do it?

impossible.

I learned some footprints from Zhang Hui and Bibi. On such soft sand, anyone would leave footprints. However, there were no footprints on the sand.

Unless the person's body is floating in the air...

I suddenly raised my head and looked into the sky. There were no flying objects. The sky was blue, like a pot lid, tightly clasped Lop Nur.

UFO?

Why did they stop me from talking to the rescuers?

An Chunhong noticed the abnormal situation and asked me in a low voice: "Why are you taking me to see?"

I said, "The words I wrote on the sand are gone."

An Chunhong said: "Has it been blown away by the wind?"

I pointed around the little Hongqi and said, "Look, those footprints were stepped on when I was writing, why didn't they be blown away?"

An Chunhong stopped talking.

I checked again and there were signs of crawling between the little red flag and the lakeside!

Could it be those babies?

Why do they do this?

naughty?

I suddenly remembered something-

In the first season, we had a guide named Pawan, a descendant of the Rob people. After we were trapped in Lop Nur, he suddenly became dementia. When I was chatting with him alone, he suddenly said: He is an alien, and he was talking to me through Pawan. He also said that there was a terrible force on Lop Nur that deleted their routes, so they, like us, could not go back...

Their route was deleted, which was very similar to the current situation. The invisible hand behind it has been blocking all kinds of possibilities for us to go out...

He, she, who it is!

I looked at Baisha's tent again, and it was still silent.

I said to An Chunhong: "Wake up the two sleeping guys and start looking for someone with their phones."

The monsoon and juice rose. We walked in four directions under the scorching sun, turned on our phones to search for those invisible similar ones. The juice phones were ringing with music.

As I walked forward slowly, I thought, if I suddenly die now and someone will pick up my phone on Lop Nur in the future, I will think I was crazy before I die because a large amount of sand images were recorded on my phone.

Two or three hours later, the weather was not so hot, and the juice ran to me.

I said, "What's wrong?"

She said in frustration: "My phone is out of power. Where is yours?"

I said, "A quarter."

She said: "Isn't this bullying?"

I said, "You can record videos while playing music, of course it will cost you."

She said: "Listen to music can delay my crazy time."

I suddenly said, "Do you think An Chunhong is in a normal state?"

Liu Juer said: "It's not normal."

I said, "Why?"

Liu Jinger said: "Look at her eyes, one of which reads 'sad' and the other reads 'drama'."

I looked back and saw that An Chunhong had already walked a long way, holding up her cell phone, as if she was carefully observing every grain of sand.

Liu Xueer said, "You can play music for me with your phone."

I said, "No, you need to save power."

Liu Jinger said, "Then sing for me."

I straightened my waist and glared at her: "Do you think I have that kind of leisure and leisure?"

Liu Jinger said, "You are the captain. You have the responsibility to ensure that we have food and drink, and provide us with spiritual food. Let you sing."

I said, "The captain has handed over the mission to you."

After stopping, the juice really sang: "Emotionality is a kind of pain, sensitivity is a kind of fatigue, infatuation is a kind of destruction, kindness is a kind of sin. Arrogance is a kind of escape, fantasy is a kind of flying, strength is a kind of support, silence is a kind of beauty..."

I said, "Don't sing the songs I wrote."

She said: "There is no copyright issue in Lop Nur."

Half an hour later, Ji Feng came over and her cell phone hung up.

She said: "Boss Zhou, after you go out, you should advertise your phone."

I said, "It should be, and there is no endorsement fee."

In fact, my phone is only a little power left, showing a dangerous red color.

I turned off the machine, kissed it, and said, "Go back to the tent."

When the three of us walked back, An Chunhong was still searching in the desert.

Unexpectedly, before dark, Linghu Mountain came.

He suddenly appeared at the door of our tent, which surprised all of us.

He carried a canvas pocket, which was very heavy, and he put it down and said, "Give you some food."

I said, "Thank you. Linghu Mountain, you can sit down."

Linghu Shan sat down and said, "Didn't that flying man appear?"

I said, "I don't know."

Linghu Mountain looked at me, obviously not understanding.

I said, "We didn't see her appear. However, I wrote some words on the sand, which were magically gone, and no footprints were found around..."

Juice couldn't help but open the canvas pocket. Linghu Mountain actually brought us a lot of canned food, meat, fruit, and vegetable... The canned food was labeled, and there was no doubt that they came from the outside world.

Liu Xueer said, "Monsoon, I'll rub you with you."

Ji Feng said: "You are taking advantage of Boss Zhou."

I said, "We are all taking advantage of Linghu Mountain."

Linghu Shan said: "What words do you write? A distress signal?"

I wanted to tell him about the rescuers, but I swallowed it back when I said, "It's a distress signal."

Linghu Shan said: "Why did she erase your distress signal?"

I said, "I don't know."

The juice had already opened a bottle of canned Huang Taiping, divided it into 4 pieces on a paper plate, and handed it to everyone. Linghu Shan and I both refused, so she started eating with Ji Feng.

It was dark and the monsoon turned on the emergency lights.

I said to Linghu Mountain: "That white sand, he may hurt you, be careful."

Linghu Mountain looked out from the door of the tent and said to me: "Didn't we make peace?"

I said, "He is not from our team. We just met him by chance. We are always alert to this person."

Linghu Shan sighed and said, "You... are in trouble."

I know, what he originally wanted to say was: You humans are in trouble. Later, he omitted the word "human". Now the two sides are in a cooperative relationship, and he doesn't want to emphasize the differences in races anymore.

Then, he said with a serious expression: "As long as you are prepared, we are not afraid of him. We are only worried about the kind of flying thing."

I observed him, and the expression on his face was definitely the overall worry that was the leader.

I said, "Linghu Mountain, I still want to know whether you are the leader of humanoids?"

Linghu Mountain looked at me and said happily: "Yes."

I was stunned.

I stopped eating the monsoon and juice, and I looked at Linghu Mountain.

I said, "That is, do you know which passage under the Sun Tomb is right?"

He shook his head and said, "Only the oldest persons know."

I said, "Why?"

He said: "Our structure is a bit like the separation of church and state in humanity. I am responsible for everyone's actions and discipline. The oldest humanoids are responsible for the secrets of sacrifice and the world's tradition."

My mood is a little dark.
To be continued...