Only after the fifth day did the sandstorm stop completely.

It seemed that the place in front of me had changed. The sand dunes around me were of different sizes, and even the direction of movement had changed.

So, every sandstorm was a migration.

Early in the morning, I was awakened by a camel bell.

"Someone."

I felt like I was in a dream, and even wondered if the pleasant camel bell I just heard was a dream.

I looked around at the top of the city wall.

Sure enough, in front of me, there was a group of camel caravans coming towards me. There were five or six people in the group, and they seemed to be lost in the desert. Obviously, they also noticed the city wall in front of them.

I couldn't help but be overjoyed. Maybe I could really get out.

But after the joy, I calmed down a little. Most people who appeared in the desert were not good.

I was natural. Generally, those who appeared in the deserts of the northwest were either some very individual explorers or large-scale archaeological exploration teams.

Others mostly needed to be vigilant.

Because the Silk Road has been buried under the yellow sand with thousands of years of migration and changes. With the development of transportation, if you want to travel, the first choice is to cross the desert by plane and railway.

Naturally, no one will be stupid enough to walk in the desert.

In a blink of an eye, the sound of camel bells reached under the city wall.

I hid carefully aside.

However, those people did not walk directly into the city wall out of caution, but stationed at the edge of the oasis not far from the city wall.

There were five people in total, three men and two women.

One of the men seemed to have an injured eye, bleeding profusely, and it seemed that the bleeding had just stopped.

There was also a coagulated blood scar left in the eye socket.

His eye seemed to be useless.

These people looked very capable, and they should be experts in wild survival, not like people who were lost. When they saw the cool water source, they were very excited and drank the water carefully.

They looked very cautious.

And some people took turns to be alert around.

Then, those people looked around, as if they were looking for something. However, I was too far away from them and couldn't hear what they were saying clearly.

Finally, their eyes fell on the city wall.

A few people slowly tied the camel's rope and walked into the city wall.

Could it be that these people found me?

Before I can figure out whether they are enemies or friends, it is better to hide in the dark. But if they find the scriptures and Buddha heads on the third floor, things will be difficult to deal with.

I quickly stuffed the scriptures and Buddha heads into the gap between the bricks.

They should have come from the back of the city wall, so they can go directly to the third floor along the ruins outside.

"Dongdong!"

The footsteps became clearer and clearer.

Those people said nothing.

"Dongdong!" My heart was in my throat, and I didn't dare to breathe. I hid in the pile of ruins and hid myself. I couldn't be found for a while.

When those people reached the third floor, they directly found some firewood and piled it.

Then they took turns to guard and rest.

They found this place very familiarly, and it seemed that they were not prepared to observe whether there were people around.

An old woman in her 50s was guarding the area. She looked like a tough character, with several scars on her face.

I thought I should go down and see what was in their camel backpacks. I knew this place well, so I easily avoided their sight and reached the oasis below.

The camels were tired and quiet at this time.

I walked carefully behind the bags, opened them and was scared.

They were dead!

The thirteen thieves!

But there were nine bodies here, all of them were killed, and no one survived.

In addition to the two people who died accidentally and the two who were swallowed.

There were exactly thirteen, no more, no less.

Too cruel!

I clenched my fists.

Could these people really be robbers who killed people like crazy?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sweat. Obviously, these mechanisms couldn't deal with these people.

I carefully returned to the third floor, fearing that they would find the scriptures I hid in the gaps.

"Second sister, are you sure?"

Someone spoke.

Those people woke up.

"That's right, they disappeared here and lost contact." The ruthless woman said.

"But there's no one here?"

A slightly younger woman said, "Did they run away?"

They really came here to look for someone, so it could only be me!

"Run away, impossible, there are hundreds of miles of desert here, there is only one dead end, he should be a smart man."

The woman said again.

"By the way, those missing scriptures should also be here, look for them carefully later."

"Are you sure it's right?"

"The positioning shows it's here!"

The woman said coldly.

Sure enough, they found this place. I forgot that the positioning device on the car was there. If I had known earlier, I would have dealt with the car and there would not be these troubles.

These people should be looking for the four people who stole the scriptures. When I heard this, I was terrified. What is coming will come sooner or later, and there is no way to avoid it.

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