I said perfunctorily: "I remembered it too. The three words in the middle are - 'ten', 'wu', 'thirty'. 'wu' means nothing, and opposite to having, we can understand it as death. 'ten' is 10 years old, and 'thirty' is 30 years old. It seems that between the ages of 10 and 30, you must experience death."

She sighed: "You are really amazing!"

There was sand and soil outside, and the car was also sand and soil.

More than two hours passed, we moved about 7 kilometers, and the weather quickly became hot, and we could vaguely hear the salt shells "crackling" and start to ring.

I found my method was stupid and wouldn't work at all.

There is a vague road on Lop Nur, which is intermittent and occasionally forked, but it is always the road. When we use a rope to pull a straight line, we must leave the road. The desert pits are bumpy and can't get through it when encountering deep ditches or steep slopes. We have also encountered dry riverbeds, with thick sand silted at the bottom, which is as soft as cotton, and even more difficult to get through.

Only bypass.

As you walk, the straight line is no longer a straight line.

Although the salt shell is hard, it is flat after all, so we can only choose the salt shell to drive.

Amid the overwhelming sound of dry cracks, the sound of the transmission shaft breaking is inconspicuous.

Wei Zao's car.

Everyone stopped and got off the car to check.

Wei Zao kicked his Cherokee in frustration and squatted down.

His car was paralyzed.

Bubu asked: "What should I do?"

Wei Zao said: "No."

Then, he moved the items in the car down, placed them on Meng Xiaoshuai's Hummer, and said to her: "Beauty, take a ride."

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "Go."

There is no way, so I can only use a RV to replace the Cherokee and take over the work of pulling a straight line.

As soon as Bai Xinxin tied the rope, he shouted: "Boss Zhou!"

I looked at him, and he waved his hand to me through the car window: "The TV is on!"

Several of us left the car and ran towards the RV.

Sure enough, the on-board TV in the RV turned on itself again! It seemed to be specifically for us, and it gradually appeared after everyone ran up.

An endless land of death.

Right below the screen, four cars appeared, slowly crawling on the salt shell. It was our convoy, but Wei Zao's Cherokee was missing.

Wei Zao and Zhang Hui went up and down, and pulled a straight line in front of the convoy.

Looking down from a high altitude, it was like standing at the perspective of God. The convoy was like a few small beetles, pulling a straight line, in the vast desert, as long as a grass stick...

As we walked, suddenly there were people directly above the picture!

That's a car! That's a tent!

There was a vast desert between us, and we did not notice it. We continued to pull the straight line with a rope and move little by little. However, we were approaching them...

We met the same kind!

Rescue is here!

We are going to be rescued!

snowflake……

Meng Xiaoshuai said blankly: "Is this true..."

I said, "This is a trailer, there will be no mistake!"

Wei Zao said: "What else can we talk about? Let's leave quickly!"

Bubu said: "Wait a minute."

Everyone looks at her.

She said: "Anyway, those people are in front, so there is no hurry. Should we analyze what's going on with this TV?"

Wei Zao said: "There are eyes in the sky!"

Bubu asked: "Whose eyes?"

Wei had been speechless.

Suddenly someone said, "Eyes, eyes, me."
Chapter completed!