"Follow the weather, the rain has stopped. Tomorrow may be a sunny day, and the sun will appear." Ji Lie said lightly.

"I can't tell that Brother Ji, you are a scholar," Li Changwen wanted to give him a thumbs up and praise him, but he pressed his thumbs down, "I still have the mood to watch the sky at night."

"If the sun comes out, it will be hot during the day, and we don't have water. If no one comes to save us, we will be fucked by the sun." Ji Lie said.

"Brother Ji makes sense." Ge Qian also said.

"We have a tone, okay? Don't say such depressed words. You can say something nice. Can you say depressed words when we are really dying?" Li Changwen muttered.

"Yes, it's not impossible tomorrow to continue raining." Ji Lie said expressionlessly.

"You don't think you're at all trustworthy." Li Changwen's face was even more bitter than Coptis.

The stars shone above the head, shining on the Gobi Desert, and the fine sand of the rocks were shining with shimmer, as if it was a vast sea. Seven people were wandering on this sea, not knowing where they were going.

The sound of an iron horse.

Li Changwen was not sure if he had an illusion. The sound of an iron horse was wandering in his ears, sometimes very close, sometimes far away in the sky. The "iron horse" was actually an eaves bell, the towers and clouds in the Wanzhou city, and the cast iron wind chimes hung under the eaves of the four corners. The windy weather was jingling, high and low, and it was hard to tell whether it was clear, ancient or desolate.

In a trance, Li Changwen felt that he was taking a nap at home, and the nagging mother didn't know when he would come in to find out if he was asleep.

The air also seemed to be filled with the moist fragrance of flowers.

I must have had naps at home? Is those just dreaming just now? What are the Gobi Deserts? What are the Zuojun Army? What horse thieves? If you are poor, who will give up your life for money? Roll in the bed at home, it is as comfortable as a god. The dream just now was so terrible. A group of people were buried in the sand, and they couldn't climb out or sink in. The scorching sun above the head, slowly drying the sand and sun drying people. Sweat was pouring out and was sucked by the sand, and I felt like I was about to turn into a mummy. My head was buzzing, as if there were 100,000 flies flying.

When Li Changwen thought of that dream, he felt dry and subconsciously licked his lips. His lips were rough, as if they were dry and cracked countless holes. I don’t know why, but if you stay at home, your lips will dry like this. Wanzhou is a wet place, and the wind is full of rain.

"It would be great if it rained a little." Li Changwen thought drowsyly.
Chapter completed!