The great desert is like a beauty with half face makeup, changeable, but with mysterious beauty.

As soon as the night is shrouded, the temperature that seems to evaporate people in the day disappears immediately. The open sky is wiped by the stars, bright and dark.

The tent was set up, but the people didn't want to sleep. They sat around and chatted.

Anjie sat aside and looked at them with a smile. Sometimes he looked up at the night sky with a certain expression of relief. He was as quiet as a philosopher who had gone through all kinds of calamities. He seems to have some aura around him, and people who walk in seem to be brought down by him.

Mo Yannan could not help sitting down beside him and asked abruptly, "Mr. an seems to have walked a lot of ways?"

Anjie turns his head and smiles at him. If you look at it carefully, in fact, there is a silver thread between his prosperity. Although his face is not obvious, it has some traces left by years, but it still looks very handsome and even beautiful: "I have no other hobbies. I've been walking all these years and my heart is wild. I don't stay long in one place." He paused, "Professor Mo, it's fate to be able to walk together. Don't be so outspoken. Just call me xiao'an."

Mo Yannan bent his eyes: "then how can you call me Professor Mo? I'm a little older. Isn't it kind to call Lao Mo? "

Anjie shook his head and just laughed. He didn't say good or bad.

The old horse's eyes seemed to revolve around Anjie all the time. At this time, he also came over and handed over a cigarette: "come on?"

Anjie waved: "thank you, quit."

The old horse didn't let him go any more. He drew back his hand and sniffed the cigarette under his nose. His face showed an expression of enjoyment, but his mouth said, "quit it. It's good. It's old year. It's called haze addiction. It's not a serious smoker

Anjie stares at the cigarette in his hand for a while: "when he was young, he was addicted to smoking. Now he smells friendly. Later, there was an accident and he couldn't smoke. He said he would quit smoking. It seems that he is still addicted."

When he said something unexpected, Meng Xiaomin became curious: "did you have an accident when traveling?"

Anjie stretched out her long legs and stretched out. I don't know why, with such a move, she was a bit of a prodigal. She only looked at Mo Yannan, a orthodox scholar, with a smack of her tongue: "don't count. Smoking itself was a young and crazy time. Later, she got sick. The doctor controlled her for a period of time, and then she didn't want to smoke."

Li san'er joked: "no? Do you have any health problems

Anjie winked at him: "brother comrade, we are taught that the body is the capital of revolution."

Li saner laughed: "that's right. Captain, where have you been? Talk about it. "

Anjie thought, "Oh, that's a lot. Running across the quicksand graveyard in the Atlantic Ocean on the sea and passing by the boat, it was a near death, much more dangerous than this. The mountaineering teams from the land, Himalayas and Kilimanjaro mountains all muddled along with them. They had average physical ability and didn't make it out of the world. Once, they were almost buried in an avalanche. After walking on the snow mountain for a long time, they almost lost their hands and feet... "

Mo Yannan looked at him in a daze. It's hard to imagine that such a weak person had so many crazy experiences, and some envy rose in his heart.

They were chatting and chatting at ease. The atmosphere was so good that the old horse straightened up suddenly. In a moment, his careless yellow eyes became sharp. He was startled and could not help holding his breath.

Old horse one hand on the ground, the other index finger on the lips: "don't move, don't make a sound."

He came a little closer to the ground and listened carefully.

Not long after, even Mo Yannan heard the sound. It was a kind of chilling sound coming from the sand. It seemed that something was fast approaching them under the innumerable quicksand.

The old horse said in a dumb voice like facing a big enemy: "everyone lean in a circle. Professor Mo is standing in the middle. Mr. Li, you will give the gun to everyone right away."

Li san'er didn't dare to delay. He quickly opened a bag and poured out several guns of various types. Several people had brought enough guys on their trip this time. I'm afraid it's really unclear where these things came from and whether they took the legal route or not. Only Shen Jiancheng knew the source of these things, but he didn't say it in detail. He only said it was sponsored. The old horse looked down at the guns, picked up one and threw it to Anjie

Anjie looks very relaxed and has no sense of crisis, standing beside Mo Yannan. Sure enough, the nerve wires of adventurous people are thicker than the poles. When he saw the gun, he was more alert. He arched his shoulder slightly and caught the horse accurately. He lowered his eyes, pulled the bolt and loaded the gun in an orderly way.

When he slightly adjusted his body, Mo Yannan just saw his side face. He only felt that his eyes were so bright that they seemed to be shining under the starlight. Suddenly, the gun rang, Mo Yannan was startled, a wisp of smoke came out of the muzzle of the old horse's gun, the bullet fell into the sand and disappeared in a moment. Knowing the sound of suoso, Mo Yannan was silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the sand where he shot the bullet into.

Then, a scream rang out, shrill, sharp, let a person back hair cool... Most let a person sweat hair countdown is - that is a woman's scream.

Mo Yannan's legs were a little soft, and he grabbed Anjie's clothes tremblingly: "is it... Is it a person? Did you hit someone? "

Anjie's eyes were fixed on the place where the scream came out, and he shook his head expressionless: "people can't walk in the sand, don't worry -" his voice slightly raised, "I'm afraid that thing is not dead, be careful, I hear..."

He didn't finish his warning. Suddenly, the sand in front of him was lifted up two meters high. With a strange hiss, a huge object came out of the sand out of thin air. No one stepped back, because everyone was stupid when they saw it.

At first glance, the monster looks like a big spider, with eight hairy legs stretching in different directions. Each leg is one or two meters long, with sickle like blades on both sides. But it will never be a spider, because in addition to Harry Potter, no spider has ever heard of such a big one, and even in Harry Potter, there is no spider with a tail behind it!

Li san'er seemed to be wandering and said, "God, look at its head, it has a head, it has a head..."

Every animal has a head. Li saner was born in a tomb robber's family. He was well-informed, but he was scared by something with a head.

Because this monster is a head - a woman's head, hair draped to the ground, there are a few threads wrapped in its sharp legs, moving between broken hair floating all the way.

The face was still a melon face. It was white and blue. Although it had facial features, it was like a skin painting on it. It couldn't move. Standing in front of people, a pair of slightly protruding dead fish eyes were staring straight forward, speechless horror and disgust.

The strangest thing is that there is an obvious bullet mark in the middle of the eyebrow of that face.

The people who originally stood in a circle were in a row. Mo Yannan was a little unsteady. He almost hung half of his body on Anjie. Anjie raised his hand slightly to support him, and his eyes never left the monster in front of him.

The old horse swallowed his saliva, and his palms began to sweat. He glanced at a few people and carefully bit his ears at Shen Jiancheng: "this thing is not like good stubble. I hit him clearly."

"Yes, I heard it just now. It's definitely the sound of hitting the meat. Brother Ma, what is it?" Shen Jiancheng didn't know whether he was stunned or something. He didn't make a sound, but Anjie put in such a sentence. His voice was very low, and his lips hardly moved.

Voice decline, human face monster suddenly forward rub a step, covetously looking at a few people.

Li san'er felt that his legs and stomach suddenly had some cramps: "after that, look at the posture of the elder sister, don't treat us as a small dish?" As he said this, he smelled it under his armpit and said bitterly, "we haven't taken a bath for several days. Does this elder sister like salted vegetables?"

Meng Xiaomin didn't understand his sense of humor. She didn't blink for a long time. She was nervous. When she shivered, the gun in her hand went off. A bullet flew out and hit one of the monster's legs. The monster staggered and roared. Her head was thrown around 360 degrees and rushed towards her.

Meng Xiaomin screamed, which was similar to the howl of the monster. The shrill female voice filled the desert in the cold night sky. It was like rowing from the heart.

The old horse yelled: "spread out, spread out!"

Anjie suddenly pushes Mo Yannan, who is hanging on him, onto Meng Xiaomin, just bumps her to one side and flashes away. No matter how tall the monster is, his huge body will come down to Anjie. Xinghui pulls out the shadow of a long sickle. Mo Yannan widens his eyes and shouts: "an --"

At first glance, Anjie's slender body suddenly bent down, twisted into an incredible angle, and fell to the ground. The monster's thin sickle legs were next to his ears, and the broken hair at his temples was cut off and fell on the sand. Mo Yannan's legs were soft like noodles. Meng Xiaomin covered his mouth, and Li saner looked at them with astonishment.

There was a big mouth protruding from the monster's stomach. His tusks were crisscrossed and opened. The smell of rotting was mixed with the smell. He went straight to Anjie's face. His face didn't move. At the moment when the monster was bitten down, he suddenly put his hand into the monster's mouth. A few dull shots rang out immediately.

All of a sudden, it was quiet.

The saliva and purple blood from the monster's mouth were all blown away from the mouth of its abdomen to its spider like back. The scream was like a human voice and a wild animal's hissing. People watched its huge body collapse suddenly. At that moment, Anjie pulled out its bloody arm and quickly jumped out of the monster's body and knelt to one side, The breath is slightly thick.

"Anjie!" Mo Yannan was still shivering, but he was the first one to jump up. The action was rolling and crawling, "you, you, you..."

Anjie's eyebrows were slightly twisted, and he put aside □, as if intentionally or unintentionally. He carefully examined the stabbed area on his arm.

Li san'er jumped up and said, "come on, look for the medicine box. Don't poison the female monster's saliva!"

People just wake up like a dream. Li san'er brings the medicine box, Meng Minmin helps to deal with the wound, and Mo Yannan fights on one side. Old ma Ruo stares at Anjie and the man next to him thoughtfully. Then he squats beside Shen Jiancheng and goes with him to the monster's body carefully. He squats down and looks at it.

Fortunately, Anjie's wound looks a bit frightening, but it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones. The teeth of the strange looking human face monster have no toxin. It seems that it should be a kind of animal with strong physical attack ability, and it doesn't have poison capsules.

Shen Jiancheng and the old horse put on gloves and turned over the monster's body. The huge mouth, nearly a meter in diameter, appeared in front of the crowd. There was no gap between the teeth and the time when they went up. The hard teeth were sharper than its sickle legs. Li san'er was afraid to knock on the exposed big steel teeth: "this big sister's teeth are good enough. She doesn't even have a bug to crack." One accidentally rubbed his finger against his teeth, leaving a small hole immediately. Li san'er gasped, "good guy, Anjie brothers are moving too fast. If it slows down for a moment, the whole arm can be taken off! Brother, did you come from Shaolin Temple? "

Anjie smiles and doesn't answer his words, but he stares at the head without blinking.

The old horse looked up and saw his eyes: "how, you can see that the head is not right?"

Anjie was silent for a moment: "is this an organ on an animal? Is it too human? " He stretched out his injured arm and let people take care of it. "Can you dissect it?"

"Did sister Meng learn anatomy?" Li san'er said heartlessly, "open it and have a look."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaomin looked back at the head of the monster, frowned, as if he was suffering from nausea. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "I've learned something about solution, but..."

"I've learned it, too. I'll do it, and you'll do it for me." Anjie nodded his arm with his head. "It's inconvenient to move. Please Miss Meng."

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