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Chapter 39 Death in the White-haired Wind

There is an exit on both sides of the hall. We let several camels lie on both sides. First, we can help us withstand the cold wind, and second, we can also ignite two fires at the exits on both sides, so that we can also keep warm to the camels. These camels are very important to us now, and their safety directly determines whether our operation will be successful, so we must try our best to take good care of them.

However, the name of this desert boat is really not a false reputation. In such a harsh environment, several camels were still in peace. After the fires on both sides of the hall were lit, they seemed to feel comfortable, moved slightly to this side, and buried their heads.

Sometimes I feel that these animals are more reliable than humans. They are simple and tenacious and loyal to their duties.

We sat around the campfire, burned some hot water, took out the food and roasted it on the fire before eating it. Dawuti took out some powder from his bag and poured some into each person's quilt.

Dawuti told us that this is a herb that can ward off evil and drive away colds, and drinking some can prevent colds.

I drank a little doubtfully, and immediately felt a warm feeling when I got the water. The warmth became stronger and stronger, and it began to spread to the surface of my body. After a moment, I felt a layer of sweat on my body. The whole person immediately felt much more comfortable, and the feeling of freezing all over my body just now disappeared.

I looked at Dawuti in surprise, "Uncle, this thing works very well. I got sweaty after drinking this, and I felt much more comfortable!"

Dawu nodded, "That's for sure. The white-haired wind and cold air are very heavy. If you accidentally get cold disease. If you drink this, you will be forced out of the cold air, and it will be fine."

We cleaned up the food, Wenmo picked up a blanket, found a place inside, and then lie down with his clothes. It seemed that he was going to sleep. Since entering the desert, I think Wenmo has not said much, but thinking about it, he seems that he didn't talk much.

The others didn't want to sleep, so everyone sat around the fire. Shi Tao asked, "Brother Dawuti, how long will this white-haired wind blow?"

Dawutie thought for a while, "It's hard to say, at least half a day, at most two or three days, and some depend on Allah's arrangement."

"Two or three days?!" No, I was trapped in this place for so long, and I was so suffocated!

Dawuti smiled, "Don't worry too much, it's rare in two or three days. I heard from elders that if the white-haired wind comes quickly, then it's going quickly. If it's coming slowly, then it's going slowly. I guess the one we encountered will be almost the same tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning? It's almost the same." We felt relieved after hearing Dawuti say this.

I suddenly became a little curious, "Uncle Dawuti, what do you think of this Baimao Feng? Why do you come at the right time?"

Dawuti nodded seriously, "It is not unusual to talk about this white-haired wind. There will be such white-haired wind in the grassland, pastures, and Gobi, but only the white-haired wind in the desert is the most terrifying. The reason for saying this is because the white-haired wind in the desert is not only cold, but even more terrifying," Dawuti suddenly lowered his voice, "Legendary, there is something in this white-haired wind!"

When we heard Dawuti say this, we were stunned, "Is there something? What's there?"

Dawu looked outside vigilantly, and approached us and said, "That kind of thing is called Lemo."

Dawu's actions made us nervous, and Kong Xue quickly leaned against me. I subconsciously lowered my voice and asked, "What exactly is Lemo?"

Dawuti said: "Lemo was transformed by the wronged souls who died in the desert for countless years. Once the white-haired wind blew, these Lemos will appear and wander around in the white-haired wind. They have shadows but are invisible. If you feel something floating around in the white-haired wind, then you must go forward quickly and never look back, because if you look back, you will see..."

Our appetite has been lifted up by him, and Shi Tao quickly asked, "What will you see?"

Dawuti said slowly, "You will see the dead self!"

I was slightly stunned and then said, "Uncle Dawuti, are you talking about it true? You must be making up stories and lying to us!"

Dawuti waved his hands repeatedly, "Hey, this is not a story! It's a real thing!"

I smiled and asked, "Then you have been in and out of the desert for decades. I'm afraid you've seen a lot of Baimao Feng, so have you ever been in contact with this kind of Lemo?"

"How is that possible!" Dawuti shook his hand, "If I had contacted Lemo, I could still sit here and talk to you about this. If I had contacted Lemo, I would have died long ago!"

I smiled and said, "Uncle, you have never seen it before! You are just heard of it!"

Dawuti saw that we didn't believe him and was a little anxious, "Although I haven't seen him, someone has seen him."

"Someone has seen it? Who?"

Dawuti looked at us, "You know this person too, he is Sadiq!"

"Sadik?" We were very surprised. "You mean Boss Sa? He has seen Lemo? Then why is he still alive?"

Dawuti said: "Sadik did not see Lemo directly, but through his other eyes."

"Another pair of eyes?" We were all shocked.

Dawuti raised his hand and made a camera pose, "It's through this!" Then Dawuti told me about Sadiq's experience of seeing Lemo.

It was a few years ago in winter. Sadiq received several tourists coming to visit. After visiting the attractions around these tourists, they still felt unhappy, so they planned to go into the desert to have fun.

Since these tourists are really rich, Sadiq not only accompanied him to take photos throughout the journey, but also found Dawuti to serve as a guide for those people and took them around the desert for a walk.

Dawuti thought that it was just an outer periphery of the desert and there was no danger, so he nodded in agreement. However, he did not expect that the tourists were very willful and did not dissuade Sadik and Gu Dawuti at all. They did their own things. Sadik and Dawuti were not easy to have an attack, so they had to continue to accompany them. Before they knew it, they entered a deeper position in the desert.

At this time, Dawuti found that the sky was wrong and hurriedly told the people and asked them to return as soon as possible. But the situation at that time was just like ours this time. Dawuti found something was wrong, but others couldn't see it, so the tourists at that time thought that this was a lie that Dawuti wanted to end the tour early, so they didn't believe it at all.

In the end, during the stalemate between the two sides, the white-haired wind really came. Although the white-haired wind did not have the strong wind we experienced this time, the difference was not much.

Then they believed Dawuti's words and started to return. At the beginning, they could still bear the initial cold of the white-haired wind. To be honest, aside from the extreme cold, the frost flowers brought by the white-haired wind, coupled with the rolling yellow sand, this scene was actually very spectacular!

So these tourists would come down from time to time and ask Sadiq to take some photos of them with strange postures. However, as the white-haired wind strengthened, the temperature began to drop sharply. These tourists had not suffered such a crime and quickly started screaming in tears.

Fortunately, they were not too far into the desert. The group tried their best to hurry up and finally ran back to Sadik's store. Finally, they returned safely without any danger. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Several tourists stayed in their rooms to rest, while Sadik began to organize the photos taken this time.

But the matter did not end there. In the evening of that day, two people began to have high fevers, and their body temperature once exceeded 40 degrees. They were immediately sent to the hospital by Sadiq and Dawuti.

In the hospital, Dawuti was always worried about the two tourists with high fever. If there was any accident, Sadiq and he might not be able to escape.

But Sadiq didn't seem nervous about these two tourists with high fever. Instead, he paid more attention to a middle-aged man among these tourists, and would stare at him from time to time.

Dawuti didn't understand what Sadik meant, so he asked, "You always stared at that person for what? Are you not worried about the two sick tourists?"

Sadiq shook his head gently, "I think those two patients with fever must be fine, but this person is more worried about me?"

Dawu mentioned that he was confused and didn't understand what Sadiq meant, "Why did you say that?"

Sadik took out a photo. This one was taken by Sadik for these tourists when the white-haired wind was just blowing. Among them was the middle-aged man. When Dawuti looked carefully, he immediately burst into cold sweat. His eyes were straight at the photo and his body froze, "How could this happen, this!"

It turned out that in the photo, the middle-aged man was posing in a victory position in the snow and snow. Behind him, there was a faint white figure, and a pale face appeared in his ears. Dawuti and Sadiq were both children who grew up on the edge of the desert. They had heard of these things, so they guessed at once that the white shadow behind this middle-aged man should be the legendary Lemo!

Despite their thoughts, no one has ever dealt with this so-called Lemo, so no one knows what the specific situation is. Legend has it that if you are exposed to Lemo in the white-haired wind, you will die. The middle-aged man looks very strong and in good spirits, and doesn't look like he is about to fall down!

Sadik and Dawuti had no other choice but to pay attention to the person's condition at any time. Sure enough, in the middle of the night, Sadik suddenly received a call, and the middle-aged man suddenly suffered from emphysema. After people sent him to the hospital, he turned to respiratory failure within two hours and soon died!

Sadik was so scared that he was sweating in a cold sweat. If Lemo had chosen him at the time, then the person lying in the morgue would be Sadik!
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