Wesley 082 (Poison Oath)

They all walked very slowly-not only could they not walk fast on the soft sand, but every step they took was doubly laborious. The old guide had warned everyone not to talk before he began to walk. So the procession was surprisingly quiet. Compared with the mighty and vigorous departure, it was one day and one place. Pei Siqing looked back and thought: This is the journey of death. It seems that there is no other way but to death. So he crept up on the old guide and, keeping his voice very low, asked, "Why are you afraid?" The old guide's body shook, as if he wanted to deny it, but after shaking his head for a while, he said, "Because I have never heard of such a violent storm." He had not even heard of it, and certainly had not experienced it. Pei Siqing raised his eyebrows, and the old guide added, "There is such a storm in the desert. It must not be the first time we have met it.". The reason I have never heard of such a storm is that everyone who has seen it has died, and no one has lived to meet anyone else and tell the terrible story of it. At this point, Pei Siqing understood what he meant: they could not leave the desert alive, they could not tell others about their terrible experience, and no one in the world would know that there was such a terrible and sudden storm in the desert. Pei Siqing was silent for a moment. "We have no hope of getting out of trouble." The old guide shook his head very slowly, and said in a very slow voice, "Who knows?"? Man's life is not his own. It's all in the hands of God. Pei Siqing did not argue with the old guide, but he was obviously not convinced. His two thick eyebrows were suddenly raised,beam impact tubes, full of heroism, showing an impressive look, and his hand gradually pressed on the dagger at his waist. At this moment, he looked up at the sky very naturally. All over the sky, the sunset glow is changing from bright red to purple, the weather is myriad, and the sky stretches out until the end of the sky. Pei Siqing can not help but be discouraged: "The day is so big.". No matter how proud he is, no matter how sharp his dagger is,stainless steel 304 pipes, how can he fight with heaven? Even if he can stab hundreds of times in the sky, what damage will the sky have? He quickly lowered his head, stopped looking at the sky, lowered his head, and walked forward step by step. When it was dark, it began to get cold, and each of them had only strips of cloth torn by the gale, fluttering strips of cloth, which of course could not resist any chill, so that the old and weak began to have muscle drops on their skin, making their naked bodies look very ugly. The deeper the night, the stronger the chill, and every breeze that blew up was like a knife cutting the skin. If it is a body that is full of food and drink, it may be easy to resist such a chill. At the worst, side impact beams ,side impact door beams, a few mouthfuls of liquor can also make the body warm like a fire. But now all people are hungry and thirsty, how can they resist the ravages of the chill? The old guide came to Pei Siqing's side, and his voice was too low to hear: "Take a break." Pei Siqing nodded, "Well, I'll leave before dawn tomorrow. It's neither cold nor hot in the morning. I'd better go on my way." So the four camels fell down, and all the people pressed their bodies against the camels as much as they could. Only in this way can there be a little warmth that can at least maintain life. Under such circumstances, the importance of camels was particularly evident. A camel could at least make six or seven people who depended on it get at least warmth. Therefore, Pei Siqing did not think of killing camels until three days later. At that time, there were already six or seven people who had fallen in the desert because of their old and weak hunger and thirst, and could no longer get up. It was their first night in the desert after a big storm. Pei Siqing did not sleep. He just closed his eyes and listened to the sound of "grunt" and "grunt" coming from the camel and the sound of "grunts" and "grunts" coming from his stomach. He thought of Chang'an, of his wealth, of all the treasures in the treasure house, of his children, and of Rou Niang. Rou Niang was his wife, but not the mother of his children-this was not a strange situation, nor was it strange that Rou Niang was very young, only fifteen years old when he married her three years ago. Pei Siqing could never forget that night, when he moved the candle close to Rou Niang, Rou Niang's expression-a pair of big eyes full of regret and surprise looked at him, a 15-year-old girl, looking at a strong and dignified rich man in his prime, so her eyes were just like a deer falling into the hands of a hunter. Pei Siqing held her face gently in his hands, trying to comfort her, but he didn't say anything. He just patted her tender cheek and told her: "Don't be afraid. Every woman is like this. Marrying me is the best. You will know it slowly." He did not know whether Rou Niang understood or not, he thought, she should understand. For three years, Rou Niang certainly understands. He reached out his hand and pressed the dagger at his waist, sighing. It was another story. That story, even the forbidden zone in his heart, he not only did not let people ask, but also did not let himself think. At this time, he secretly made a decision, if there is no way to live, must die in the desert, then, before he dies, he must think about this matter again. Then, somehow, it was almost dawn. Day after day, night after night, people kept falling down. After three days and three nights, Pei Siqing finally killed the first camel and told the living people in a dumb voice: "Slowly swallow, one by one." There is no material to make a fire in the desert, but it is old and tough, and the camel meat swallowed raw supports human life. Another three days and three nights, the second camel fell to the ground. When the third camel fell to the ground,aluminium coated tubes, Pei Siqing shouted at the top of his voice, "Where is the water source?"? Where is the water source? Where are we? As he shouted, he grabbed the old guide's shoulder and shook it so hard that the bones of the old guide's whole body made a clear "gurgling" sound. 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