The Uyghur old man said that along the way, they also died two compatriots, both of whom were buried alive by the sandstorm, going north, the desert is unstable, and you have to cross the quicksand area, which is the real death zone, on the surface, it is no different, but when you step on it, it is like stepping into the mud, the quicksand is sinking deeper and deeper, and finally the whole person is completely swallowed by the sand.

"Wow, you're amazing, if it were us, we'd all have to die in Taklamakan ." Chang Xiaoman gave a thumbs up.

Walking in this desert of death, where no one is inhabited, you must have a local person to lead the way, otherwise you will be dead and alive if you enter. It is estimated that this old Uyghur man is the imam of their village, if there is no imam to speak, they will not leave the place where their ancestors lived, this is the power of faith!

The Uyghur imam chatted with them very closely, his name was Lu Tai, and he told everyone a lot about the customs and customs in the Taklamakan .

One of the passages caught everyone's attention. Ruthai said that on their way from Karamagai, they saw a traveler riding a small donkey dressed like a gypsy.

"Oh? Gypsy? Is it a girl? She...... Isn't she about that tall? Long hair? Blue eyes? Xiao Man hurriedly asked.

"Uh...... The sandstorm is too big, I didn't pay attention to it! Ruthai shook his head.

Hua Bule pushed everyone away, pointed to his chest with one hand, and asked, "Are your breasts so big?" The kind that walks around? ”

"Hmm...... Well...... Hmm......" I didn't expect Lu Tai to nod his head this time. It seems that men are all virtuous, and it has nothing to do with age.

It's Khashura, it must be her!

"Did you ask her where she was going?"

Lu Tai said that because the wind and sand were too strong, he only said hello when he passed by. The gypsy girl said that she was going to find the tribe of Arda, and when he asked again, the girl's figure had been swallowed up by the sandstorm.

"Alda? Where is Alda? Far away? Do you see that she has enough water with her? How is she doing? Xiao Man continued to ask, and he really thought about Khasira in his heart.

Just passing by, how could Lu Tai have the kung fu to see clearly? He said that Alda was an ancient tribal people living in the Taklamakan but that this tribe existed only in legends. There are often lost travelers in the desert who are rescued by this tribe, but when he comes back, he tells people that there is still this magical tribe in the desert, and when he wants to find it to repay his kindness, all of them are in vain.

The Arda tribe is as mysterious as the Zamar Spring, coming and going without a trace.

"And what about the approximate location? How far will she have to go to get there? ”

"I don't know, the prophet will bless this poor girl to find the magical tribe!" Luthai prayed silently for Khasilla.

Khasilla's ability to survive in the wild is undoubted, but she goes deep into the desert alone, and the current season is not suitable for walking through the desert, he only rides a small donkey alone, how much water can the little donkey carry? What if you are in danger? To put it mildly, even if she died in the desert, there was not even a person to collect the corpse, and her delicate body could only be eaten by the vultures in the sky and reduced to a pile of white bones.

"Is it right to go north?" Xiao Man asked Lu Tai.

"Ahh......h Girl, you can't go! "Lu Taiqian told him that if you go, you won't be able to come back, the Alda tribe only exists in legends, this is a never-ending road, there is no return!

"Xiao Man? Are you really going to save her? Ma Chengfeng shouted after him.

"No, I can't watch her die, even if I'm going to Alda, I'll wait for the sandstorm to stop and go with us! It's too dangerous! Xiao Man had already put four water bladders on the camel.

"Eldest sister, you just think that she is dangerous, do you care about your own safety? Is it worth it for her? Don't forget, she betrayed us in the first place, otherwise we wouldn't be in such a situation now, right? Ma Chengfeng still has some prejudices about Khashula. He's a man who holds grudges.

"Cheng Feng, I know you don't trust her, but it's good that she and we spent a few days in Lingzhou with heart-to-heart, have you forgotten? It was she who saved us in front of Wushuang at the beginning, I think she was sincere! Let's put ourselves in their shoes, if you were her, what would you do in order to be free? ”

"At least I won't betray my friends!" Ma Chengfeng had an analysis with Chang Xiaoman for the first time.

"Then I'll tell you, her soul has been sold to Wushuang, and she has no choice! And she knew that Wushuang couldn't kill us to do this. Anyway, I believe in her, it's up to you whether you go or not, I'm going to find her anyway! Chang Xiaoman actually couldn't explain why he trusted Khasira so much.

Maybe it was just the brief conversation between the two when Khashula was injured. Women know women best, even if it's just a look at each other, they can see through each other's state of mind.

Xiao Man said, patted the camel's buttocks, and walked out towards the north of the oil town.

"Huh? I...... Ouch, what's this called? Others can't wait for their old men to revolve around them forever, but it's better for her to have a relationship with a femme fatale. Ma Chengfeng saw Chang Xiaoman's figure being swallowed by the sandstorm, how could he let her be in danger alone?

Chu Xiangyun urged her: "Cheng Feng, don't you hurry up and keep up?" Xiao Man was really angry for a while! Just believe her once! ”

"You stay and hurry up and prepare supplies, we still need a lot of things, fuel, clothing, and one less tent." Ma Chengfeng instructed everyone.

"Okay, let's go, daughter-in-law is important! Hey...... Maybe they will be the two daughters-in-law when they come back? Hua Bule hugged his shoulders and smiled.

More than an hour later, in the middle of the desert, a second camel caught up with his companion. The sandstorm had not abated in the slightest compared to the previous few days, and the north side of the oil town seemed more deserted, and there were no more oil mines in action, only the endless desert accompanied the lonely traveler.

The Alda tribe is the only Gypsy tribe living in our country. It is located just north of Taklamakan but no one can say exactly where this small tribe is. Over the years, many geographers and ethnologists have tried to find this legendary ancient tribe, but the conditions in the Taklamakan are too harsh for anyone to make the way.

Ma Chengfeng: Their journey is tantamount to a journey with no end.

The sandstorm kept slapping on their faces, and in just a few days, even a fair-skinned little beauty like Chang Xiaoman had a red face. Ma Chengfeng couldn't understand why Xiao Man had such deep feelings for Khajura.

(End of chapter)