Pet King

As a nation that has lived in the desert for thousands of years, Bedouins often have excellent memory and observation. The better the guides are, the more so, they have dissolved into their veins as a survival instinct.

They can tell the difference between the dunes and the dunes, they can remember the appearance of a date palm tree that they saw two or three years ago, and can even judge the camel's male and female and the age from the camel's hoof prints, and whether the camel is on the camel. Riding a person, how much load, from the camel's feces, speculate where the camel last grazed.

Since Nabari is the best guide in this tribe, it is reasonable to say that in terms of observation and memory, it should be quite good, otherwise, it will be a bit of a stigma.

He said that he had seen cats like Fina, but the tone was not very certain, which was very unusual, unless it was seen in very special circumstances, or after a long interval.

Salim also felt strange. He had always convinced Uncle Nabari's ability, so he said, "Uncle Nabari, please remember, have you ever seen it? Where did you see it?"

For a moment, Nabari's face was horrified, and his body seemed to tremble a bit, as if it had brought back terrible memories.

"That was a long time ago, when I was as old as you." Nabari looked at Salem, but his eyes looked like himself years ago. "I followed my father into the desert and acted as a guide for a group of people. The result was a terrible black storm ... "

It was an unforgettable past, and Nabari was still reluctant to remember.

He had never seen such a terrible black storm in his life. His fingers were out of reach at noon. The storm was so strong that he could blow people away, and the camels were panicked as if a calamity was imminent. They put a lot of effort into pulling the camels to keep them from leaving, and then letting them lie down in a circle, and those of them were hiding in the wall made of camels and praying for the storm to pass ...

But the storm did not let them off so easily.

It didn't take long for them to discover in horror that the sand had almost buried the lying camel, and then all of them would be buried here.

In this case, they could only pull the camel bravely, without even paying for the supplies, and headed towards the direction where they could leave the desert.

Even with the best guides, they got lost, because the violent storm changed the surrounding terrain and landscape, countless dunes disappeared, and countless dunes appeared out of thin air, dunes are moving and hiding like living beasts. Everything is familiar.

When the storm finally stopped, there were several people missing from the team, and they disappeared into the desert like this, never seen again.

That night, as they lit the bonfire and silently ate the remaining food, the young Nabari noticed a few pairs of eyes lit up on the edge of the fire, some kind of animal.

They clenched the weapons in their hands and stared in horror at the eyes, thinking that the devil in the desert was not ready to rest, and sent packs of jackals to harvest their lives.

The animals were closer, and then they could see clearly that the owner of the eyes was not a ferocious jackal, but a cat they had never seen before.

These cats are a bit afraid of fire, but they are curious about the fire and these humans, and they are hovering on the edge of the fire range until they dawn.

The rest of the team relied on drinking urine and killing camels to fill their hunger, and finally walked out of the desert. Everyone was so skinny and distracted, only half a breath was left when they were rescued.

After experiencing this catastrophe, Nabari seemed to have matured suddenly. He became a guide like his father, took tourists and scientific expeditions through the desert, and calmly responded to any situation. He never let anyone die. In the desert, no matter how bad the situation is, it is worse than that time.

He went into the desert countless times and lit the bonfire at night. Sometimes the bonfire attracted other small animals, but he never saw those elven cats. He even wondered whether he had actually seen those cats that night. .

Because of the long time and no close observation, he could not be sure whether the cats were exactly the same as Fina, only vaguely remembering that their coat was yellow like sand, with dark stripes and spots on the back and limbs, and a long tail The ears are big, and other details can't be seen or remembered.

After hearing this, Zhang Zi'an realized that the Bedouin's observation and memory are well-deserved. It was just a glimpse of one night twenty or thirty years ago that he could retain so many details in his memory.

Salim listened to God and said in amazement: "Uncle Nabari, you never told me these things ..."

"Why tell you?" Nabari glanced at him lightly. "You young people like big cities and are no longer interested in the legends of these deserts. You do n’t know deserts, you do n’t want to know them, Just knowing a little bit of fur and bragging everywhere, I don't know the real danger and terribleness of the desert. If you young people encounter such a black storm, you will all die in the desert. "

Salem scratched his head stupidly. "I was wrong before, Uncle Nabari. I'm interested in the desert now and would like to learn everything about the desert from you ..."

Anyway, it's all about making money. He feels that it's faster and easier to give tourists money as a guide, and it can also get the respect of tourists, much better than working in the city and being blindfolded. After earning enough money, it is not too late to open a small shop in the big city to enjoy life.

Nabari seemed to see through his thoughts, and smiled suddenly, saying with a certain finger: "People with impure thoughts entering the desert will not be blessed by the true God."

Zhang Zi'an also heard the cold air on his back ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He remembered Fina's contempt for the Hamedan wind, because this kind of wind could not be ranked in the desert at all.

However, after all, Nabari was the nightmare experienced 20 or 30 years ago. At that time, the level of technology was not as developed as it is today. This time, Wei Kang came with a lot of high-tech instruments. Besides, such a strong storm is probably a century. It seems that there is no need to worry about people.

The most important thing is that we have finally found the clues of the original Egyptian cat, and Wei Kang is sure to know it.

While the conversation between their uncle and nephew came to an end, Zhang Zi'an interjected: "Nabari, do you remember where you met the cats?"

Nabari's brows frowned even deeper. "I was too young and scared at that time, and walked out of the desert on my father's footprints. I just remember ..."

He paused, swallowed the second half, and shook his head to stop talking.

"Then your father ..." Zhang Zi'an glanced around.

"He's dead," Nabari said.