Chapter 1155 The City on which the Sun Never Sets 25
Almost at that moment, the camel brother suddenly started to accelerate, running desperately towards the direction away from the Gobi.
The yellow sand all over the sky goes straight into the clouds, as if connected with the weather.
The originally muggy weather has also started to blow windy.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and some fine sand and dust are drilled into the eyes, interfering with Fu Anan's sight.
Fu An'an could only hold the camel tightly to prevent it from falling off, and let it run on its own. In the desert, a camel is more trustworthy than a guide.
There was the sound of howling wind from behind, like an enraged giant beast. The sky was getting darker and darker, and the high-density yellow sand blocked the sunlight, as if entering night in an instant.
Fu Anan looked back, and a huge sandstorm was chasing after him! It even rolled up a fist-sized stone two meters high, and passed her by in the rapid movement.
The camel couldn't run against the sandstorm, it suddenly squatted on the windward side. The whole thing is tightly attached to the ground, no matter how Fu Anan handles it, it won't go away.
The sandstorm behind has arrived, and the strong wind brings sand and stones, not only the risk of being hit, but even making people unable to breathe. As long as she opens her mouth, the sand will get into her mouth and her nasal cavity in an instant.
Fu Anan quickly covered her mouth and nose with a linen cloth, lay down next to the camel brother, and even tried hard to get under the camel brother.
Two seconds later, the wind around him got louder. Shredded paper brought from a distance occasionally hit her body, and at the same time, it seemed that someone behind her was throwing yellow sand on her body. Fu Anan felt that the sand on her body was getting heavier and heavier.
But none of this is the biggest crisis.
The most terrifying thing is that I can't breathe normally!
Put the head under the belly of the camel.
Fu Anan tried it, and the air inside was so thin that it could be ignored, it could directly suffocate people to death. Several times she couldn't take it anymore, because of the lack of oxygen and dust, she started to roll her eyes.
This feeling is comparable to torture. The only option is to wet the cloth with water and hold on to the side.
I don't know how long it has been.
Until the sandstorm is completely over.
The aftermath of the sandstorm will still roll up some fine sand, and then the sky will clear up, and everything will gradually return to calm.
Brother Tuo got up from the ground, shaking the sand on his body, nothing happened. Half of Fu Anan's body was buried in the sand. She felt like a century had passed. Sand was poured into her nose, mouth, lungs, eyes...everywhere.
Coughing, retching, washing the nose, washing the eyes... After doing it for a long time, I feel heavy and uncomfortable in the chest cavity, as if filled with sand!
Not being buried alive or suffocated to death is already pretty good.
Fu Anan struggled to get out, opened his eyes and looked around.
The terrain has undergone earth-shaking changes due to sandstorms. The dunes have changed their shape or changed their location. If he hadn't seen the smaller Gobi because of the distance, Fu An'an would have wondered if he had changed his survival map.
She climbed on the camel and headed there again. Along the way, Fu An'an felt extremely uncomfortable, making people drink water uncontrollably. It wasn't until the sun was about to set that one person and one camel arrived at this place.
This is a bigger Gobi than the previous one. Houses are randomly distributed on both sides of the "well" shaped road.
(end of this chapter)