Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 50 In a desperate situation, a white camel is seen.
Hu Ming clamped his legs tightly around the camel and held Ye Yixin tightly with both hands.

The camel has two humps, one in front and one in back. The two people squeezed between the two humps and sat with Ye Yixin in front, lying down and hugging the front hump, moving with the camel's swaying.

woohoo~~
The sandstorm was getting stronger, and the camels' running speed was greatly hindered, so they slowed down involuntarily. Hu Bayi deliberately ran a little behind so that he could better observe whether anyone had fallen behind.

Two hours later, the sandstorm strangely subsided slightly, but this was merely a lull before the biggest sandstorm arrived.

Hu Bayi noticed something: a camel carrying a man had no one on its back. Who had fallen behind?
"Fat!"

Although his nose and mouth were covered by a mask, he could still feel that his mouth was full of sand, and he couldn't make a sound. All he could do was frantically whip the camel he was sitting on, and the camel carried him frantically forward.

When he got to the fat man's side, he made a gesture to him.

What did Lao Hu mean? The fat man thought for a moment and then understood. Someone had fallen behind. Damn it, someone had fallen behind during this frantic escape. Did they want to drag everyone down with them?

The two camels, which were riding side by side, ran together. The fat man gestured to Huba to leave it alone. He knew for sure that it was one of those archaeologists. It didn't matter; it was better for one person to die than for everyone else to die.

"That fat bastard is a scoundrel!" Hu Bayi clenched his fists in annoyance, gestured at the fat man a few times, and then pulled on the rope, forcing the camel to turn around and head backward. He saw Hu Bayi's figure being swallowed up by the dim sandstorm a few meters away. "That fat man is really shameless."

He could disregard the life or death of others, but he could not abandon his own brothers.

But the one riding the camel at the very back was actually Hu Ming.

Although the male camel was strong, it was carrying two people, so it naturally lagged behind.

Hu Bayi rode back on his camel and saw Hu Ming holding Ye Yixin in one arm and gripping a hemp rope in the other. He was a little puzzled. Although he couldn't see very far, he could still see that the hemp rope was taut.

This suggests that the rope was dragging something.
In that brief moment, Hu Ming's camel galloped forward, while Hu Bayi remained on his camel, still standing still. Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply as he saw a figure being dragged past him.

It was Professor Chen. He recognized him and was utterly speechless. Wouldn't they die if this dragged on?
Fortunately, the person returned, so he no longer has to brave the wind and sand, risking his life to search for them.

The fat man whipped the camel he was sitting on, rushed forward, and ran alongside Anliman. He gestured for Anliman to stop, but the old man completely ignored him. "Are you kidding me? Stopping now is asking for trouble?"

The fat man had no choice but to pounce on him and grab An Liman, causing the two of them to fall to the ground.

The lead camel seemed to understand human nature and was very protective of its owner. As soon as the weight on its back loosened, it knew its owner had fallen off and quickly stopped, causing the entire camel caravan to come to a halt.

Everyone looked puzzled, wondering why they had stopped.
But soon they realized that there was no one on the camel that Professor Chen was riding, and they understood that Professor Chen had been shaken off. They were immediately terrified and looked back.

In the dim sandstorm, visibility was only four or five meters; the sandstorm had subsided somewhat by then.

Thump thump thump!
Hu Mingzhi's camel rushed over and came into their view. They saw that it was Hu Mingye Yixin, and then they saw a person dragging on the ground, leaving a long drag mark in the sand, which was then buried by the wind and sand.

Hu Bayi caught up on his camel, immediately dismounted, rushed to Professor Chen's side, untied the rope, and checked on Professor Chen's condition.

Yang Xueli, Sa Dipeng, and the others gathered around.

Fortunately, Professor Chen was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, and the sand was soft, so he could drag himself on the sand for a while without any problem.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but the old man had fainted. Everyone cast questioning glances at Hu Ming, as if asking him why he had been holding Professor Chen back. Didn't he know Professor Chen was old? Weren't he afraid of killing him?
Hu Ming glanced at the crowd. He was already quite capable of dragging Professor Chen over; at least he hadn't suffocated in the desert. Given the situation just now, how could Hu Bayi possibly find Professor Chen if he went back?
Don't be ridiculous! Hu Ming has already held up Professor Chen for almost ten minutes, and the camel is carrying him and Ye Yixin on its back; there's no room for this old man. Besides, how far could the camel possibly run in this time?
He lay on the ground for more than ten minutes; he would have been buried by the sandstorm long ago. Forget about finding him, you couldn't even find his grave!
Camels huddled together in a circle, heads pressed to the sand, eyes closed, seemingly waiting to die. This was not uncommon; after a sandstorm, one could see rows of dried camel carcasses arranged in a circle.

Anliman leaned against the camel's head, his eyes tightly closed, as if he were waiting to die along with his camel.

You could see that his face, weathered by time, was filled with despair.

He never expected that he would actually be worn down and die in the desert by these people. He was furious; he had been tricked so badly, especially since the fat man had been so menacing towards him.

But why think so much when one is about to die? He buried his head in the camel's hump, preparing to accept Hu Da's punishment.

Hoohoo!
The wind and sand howled, and no matter how the fat man hit them, the camels wouldn't get up. He got anxious and pulled Anliman up, bringing him close to his ear and roaring, "Old man, don't just wait here to die, hurry up and tell the camels to get up and run!"

His throat was sore from shouting, but his voice was drowned out by the sandstorm. However, he still managed to shout into Anliman's ear. His eyes were vacant as he shook his head at the fat man and then pointed to the dark, sandy sky, as if to tell the fat man something.

No matter how far he ran, he couldn't escape the area shrouded in sandstorms. The fat man was desperate. Deep down, he knew it was like being in a storm with nowhere to shelter; he'd get soaked no matter where he ran. But was he just going to wait there to die?
Yang Xueli and Ye Yixin crouched beside Professor Chen, their hearts filled with anxiety.

Unable to find shelter from the sandstorm, Professor Chen didn't last long before he died.

"Mingzi, what should we do? Old man Anliman is going to die here."

The fat man walked up to Hu Ming and shouted in his ear that he hadn't gained anything from coming to Jingjue Ancient City and was about to die here as soon as he entered the desert. The fat man was very unwilling.

Hu Ming was looking around when he saw Hu Bayi trying to persuade An Liman. His voice was almost hoarse from shouting in the sandstorm, but the old man's eyes were blank and he didn't even shake his head.

"Old man, you have the desert map, think of a solution quickly."

Hu Bayi was so anxious that his eyes almost popped out. If they delayed any longer, everyone would really be buried by the sandstorm. He didn't want to die in the desert, and he didn't want to wait to die either.

What's the use of Old Hu's haste? Seeing this, Hu Ming walked to the left, went five meters away, and looked around, but there was nothing there. What? He frowned deeply. This shouldn't be happening! He remembered that in the original story, they found a sheltered place! He was unwilling to die here like this.

Hu Ming continued to wander quickly around, searching. Every now and then, they would see him disappear into the sandstorm, only to reappear moments later, as if he were struggling to find something.
"Uncle Anliman, we can't just sit here and wait to die. We have to leave quickly. If I'm not mistaken, there's somewhere over there to shelter from the sandstorm," Hu Ming shouted into Anliman's ear.

With each step, the sand, swept up by the wind and piled up on the ground, reached up to my knees. In less than half an hour, it would reach my waist; it was all loose sand, like quicksand, and I couldn't use it for leverage.

When he shouted, he pointed to the right. This direction was Hu Ming's own estimation, and he didn't know if it was correct, but compared to staying here and waiting to die, it was better.

Anliman looked up in the direction Hu Ming was pointing, and suddenly his cloudy eyes lit up.

In the dim, dusty sand, a white figure stood out.

Anliman sprang up like a spring, knelt down again and kowtowed twice, then climbed onto the lead camel's back and gestured to Hu Ming to let everyone ride the camels. The unconscious Professor Chen was strapped to the camel's back by Hu Ming, and the camel carried him, running alongside the main group. The lead camel desperately chased after the white-clad figure.

After running a short distance, the white figure turned around, looked at Hu Ming and the others, and then ran off to the side, disappearing after going down a sand dune.

(End of this chapter)