620 Wait Until I Take You Home 5

Everyone nodded. Everyone had done a lot of homework before coming here. Only the guide Que Qiu held his head and fiddled with the bonfire with a wooden stick, showing no interest.

Because Cheng Luo was the only girl in the group, she was not arranged for the night watch. Instead, several assistants were rotated in pairs after everyone went to bed.

Just after eating, everyone was still not sleepy, so they chatted around the campfire. Only Que Qiu sat quietly on the side, looking at the vast desert, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cheng Luo planned to take out the book from his tent and read it, so as to familiarize himself with the ancient country of Yrel again.

When she came out of the tent, she found that there seemed to be someone sitting where she was just sitting?

She blinked hard, and the person disappeared again? Could it be that he was so tired that he was hallucinating?

But under the dim light of the bonfire, there is indeed a sitting shadow there! ?

Cheng Luo was startled, and counted carefully, yes, there were indeed nine figures! How could there be one more person, counting myself, isn't it ten people? Who is the other one?

"Wait... you guys quickly see if I am dazzled? Why is there a figure there?" Cheng Luo interrupted the conversation of several people.

The surroundings were silent for a moment, and everyone looked at Cheng Luo in unison, and immediately stood up, counting the past carefully, not bad! Next to the guide, where Cheng Luo was just now, there was a black shadow.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Cheng Luo's voice trembled, almost crying.

"No, I don't know. Did we see a ghost?" Zhou Qiang didn't dare to move, and looked straight at the black shadow.

"What are you talking about? You've forgotten all the materialism you learned in school, right?" Another teacher said, but his expression was still tense.

Only the guide was still sitting there without moving. With a calm face, he picked up a burnt black log, moved it there, and then the figure disappeared.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just a hallucination. The fire in the desert reflects the shadow of the sand mountain over there. Where are the ghosts?" He said lightly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but they were still a little scared. The atmosphere of chatting disappeared immediately. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. After a long while, it was still Professor Wu who said that it might be because today is really too tired. I misread it and asked everyone to go back. Sleeping, except for the two people who were watching the night, everyone said good night to each other and returned to their respective tents.

Cheng Luo hugged the book, returned to the tent, tossed and turned, and fell asleep in a daze after a long time.

A gust of wind rolled up the yellow sand at Que Qiu's feet, spun it around a few times, and disappeared.

Que Qiu stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of yellow sand, and slowly let go, the yellow sand slowly flowed down from his fingers. His eyes became a little wistful.

Que Qiu told the two of them to go back to sleep after burning the remaining dead trees, not to leave the camp too far, so he carried his sleeping bag and went to the camel team to sleep, but he didn't go to the place reserved for him in the tent.

Until six o'clock in the morning, Que Qiu was woken up by the wind and sand, the sky was still only dimly lit, but the crescent moon in the sky was still very bright, but at this time it was replaced by a gloomy feeling, like a layer of miserable white mist Shrouded in the sky, people can't help but get goosebumps, Mao Yue?

In the morning, the bright moon has not yet set, it is a phantom moon!