I asked: "Is it the Black Storm?"
Diao Ye breathed rapidly: "I'm not sure, but if I wait until the next time I appear, I don't know what year or month it will be."
At the moment we can only stop joining our teammates. After careful consideration, Lao Jiang asked Yi Jianmei to send a message to the main force and protect them by the way.
Yi Jian Mei is extremely smart, and with him and Ayim Khan, who is proficient in desert survival, everyone should be able to weather this storm safely.
Diao Ye asked Yueyue to follow him back. Unexpectedly, Yueyue grabbed his arm for the first time. A trace of determination flashed in her weak eyes: "No, I want to go with you this time!"
At that time, Diao Ye gave me the impression that he was turned to stone. He looked at Yueyue in a daze, unable to say a word.
Before, Yueyue didn't even want to look at him, let alone touch him.
This time, she took the initiative to grab his hand!
Not only that, Yueyue also took off Diaoye's mask and said with a smile: "To be honest, this big-headed doll's mask doesn't match your style at all!"
Diaoye's weathered face finally appeared in front of us again, which also showed that Yueyue was willing to see him.
He was so excited that there were tears in his eyes, and he was at a loss to respond: "Okay, okay, okay!"
At this time, Yi Jian Mei turned around and asked, "Mr. Jiang, is there anything else you need me to say to you?"
Lao Jiang said calmly: "As a rule, if we haven't come back by this time tomorrow, you don't have to wait any longer..."
He paused, as if he was having a fierce struggle in his heart: "Wait! Tell He Lanxue for me, from now on during the winter solstice, I will no longer be able to bring you a handful of the freshest snow on Helan Peak; nor will I ever bring you the freshest snow on Helan Peak. People will secretly cut the plum blossoms you put on the windowsill."
Hearing this, we all felt a little sad. Lao Jiang said this. I am afraid that this business is more difficult than imagined.
Yi Jian Mei glanced at us one last time: "Everyone, do you really have nothing else to say?"
"Gone."
"What if you never come back?"
We laughed loudly at the same time: "I will never come back!"
After saying that, we all twitched the reins in our hands and galloped towards our destination.
At this time, black clouds were coming from the sky, and even the air was slightly salty, and the premonition of the end of the world was getting stronger and stronger.
When we rode camels and hurriedly arrived at our destination, we saw the entire Desert of the Dead, with the wind howling like a knife.
The gusts of wind were swirling at the point we had previously set with the Big Dipper!
The cyclone grew from small to large, and slowly formed a black tornado dozens of meters high.
In the end, this huge tornado is like the Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain in Chinese mythology, and the end is generally not visible.
Wherever it passed, it swept away all the nearby gravel and dead grass, and even the sun was completely blocked.
The majestic momentum destroys the heaven and earth!
This is the power of nature, which can create everything and destroy everything.
"Is this the Black Storm?" I asked blankly.
Master Diao narrowed his eyes: "Let's wait and see, a miracle is about to come, everyone, look!"
Looking in the direction of Diaoye's finger, sure enough, in the tornado that swept everything, I saw a scene that I couldn't believe in my whole life!
There is a tall pagoda rising slowly from the quicksand.
Yes, it is rising on its own.
It's like there are countless hands under the rolling yellow sand, lifting the pagoda to the other side of the sky.
"The pagoda finally reappeared in the world..." Lao Jiang stammered.
As the speed of the black storm slowed down, we gradually saw clearly the appearance of the pagoda located in the center of the storm.
It was a pagoda shape that I had never seen before. It was divided into seven layers from top to bottom. Each layer was different in color. The first layer was golden, the second layer was silver, and the third layer was Crystal clear; the west layer is as red as the sun; the fifth layer is as white as snow; the sixth layer is as bright as the sunset; and the seventh layer is a beautiful rainbow formed by the convergence of all colors.
Yin Ling'er couldn't help but admire: "It's so beautiful!"
I asked Mr. Diao if there was anything to say about this pagoda.
Lord Diao comforted the camel and said: "According to the "Amitabha Sutra" translated by Kumarajiva, the seven floors of the pagoda represent the seven levels of pagoda! The materials plated on each layer are: gold, silver, colored glaze, coral, Tridacna, red pearls, and agate are the seven treasures of the Buddha’s kingdom and can be used to store Buddha’s light.”
"And you can see that this pagoda has a total of eight corners. This shows that the builder of the pagoda worshiped the monk buried inside to the extreme! He wanted to use these to metaphor that the monk had accumulated merits from all directions during his lifetime. I have become a Bodhisattva, climbed to the seven-level pagoda, and headed to the Western Paradise."
"In this land of the Western Region, Monk Le is probably the only one who has enjoyed such treatment since ancient times!"
But now my question is, how to enter the tower?
Mr. Diao looked me up and down, and said with a malicious smile: "Of course I will be the first one to go in, Li Jinglan, don't you like to take risks for everyone every time?"
"You should be the first one to jump in this time, right?"
I was shocked and looked around: "Don't you want to avenge yourself? This is a black storm. I was torn into pieces before I even entered."
Master Diao was too lazy to talk nonsense with me, so he whipped my camel's ass. At this time, the camel and I were like a runaway train, crashing into the head of Black Storm.
Banban was worried about my safety and sprinted after me.
Just like that, we were all involved in the black storm one after another!
After entering the black storm, I originally thought that I would be torn into pieces by the knife-like wind, and then swept up into the sky, eventually throwing my body parts to the earth.
But the scene I imagined didn't happen, and I didn't feel the tearing pain in my body. I couldn't help but open my closed eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the center of the black storm!
The strange thing is that my whole body is still and suspended here, as if I really have some kind of special power.
Then I saw Old Jiang Diao and the others also came in.
When I saw them, the first expression I showed was to smile and say: "Oh my god, this place is so magical. I feel like I have become a Buddha."
As a result, as soon as we finished saying this, we were sucked into the pagoda by a strong suction force. The sound of "clang, clang" and "clang, clang" was continuous. We fell into a cold space one by one, just like beating drums to spread flowers.
This Western Zhou Dynasty is full of high walls made of blue bricks. It is dark without a trace of light. I can't see my fingers and even hear Lao Jiang cursing.
"Who hit me with a basket and a basket? It's my old waist."
Then came Yin Ling'er's voice: "I'm sorry, it's me. Come down now..."
Then there was an even more painful cry from Lao Jiang: "Oh, the house leaked and it rained all night, so you stepped on my waist."
I almost laughed out loud. It's a good thing that Lao Jiang, who usually speaks vulgarly, got hurt a little more. This would make an ancient poem.
I couldn't help but ask Mr. Diao: "Why did you come in so fast?"
Diao Ye replied in a hoarse voice: "Because Warner followed, they didn't even get far!"
