Konoha’s Thief Hand

Chapter 242: Sandstorm

The caravan stepped into the vast desert, and the dazzling sunlight fell on the ground, glowing with a layer of golden splendor.

It is the beginning of spring, when the slanting wind is cold and steep, but in this desert, it is quite different.

The transpiring heat waves are visible to the naked eye, like a heaven and earth oven, and the hot sand reflects the scorching light, making the entire caravan look sad and silently rushing along the road.

Xia Shu rode on the back of the camel, unplugged the water bottle, took a big gulp, and felt her lips moisturized.

At this moment, the sun is in the middle of the sky, just like the fire, even if the physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people, it is still sweating and hot.

"There is an oasis not far ahead, we can go there to rest and rest." The captain of the guard with a dark complexion and wrinkled face like an old farmer in the field yelled in excitement, turning his head and shouting to everyone in the caravan: "Give me a cheer. Full speed ahead!"

Everyone in the caravan immediately responded with a call sign, and one after another accelerated their pace.

In the oasis, Xia Shu chose a tree-lined place to rest. Other people either guarded the truck or went to the depths of the oasis to find a source of water. Of course, if they could find melons and fruits, it would be even better.

After a rest in the oasis for one night, the caravan took advantage of the cool morning and continued on the road.

The camel stepped on the soft yellow sand, striding gracefully, leaving a string of meaningful hoof prints in the desert.

This caravan had a total of only 35 people, and the goods were not too much. There were only five trucks, but after all, the caravan was not a ninja. Even though the team was not lengthy, it couldn't make it fast.

After another three days, the caravan came to the depths of the Kingdom of Wind.

On this day, it is rare that there is no scorching sun, the sky is slightly hazy, and the wind is blowing in the desert, rolling up sand and dust, blocking the view.

Riding on the back of a camel, Xia Shu looked towards the southwest, seeing the yellow sand overflowing, and the sight of dust flying in the eyes.

But he knew that, hundreds of miles away from the dust, Sunagakure was located.

I hope that he won't encounter unexpected enemies like when he was in the land of the earth, as he squinted his eyes as the dust roared, thinking like this in his heart.

In the afternoon, the sand dust suddenly became bigger, and the sand flying all over the sky crackled like raindrops, like a sudden shower.

He has been walking through the desert for many years, so the experienced captain of the guard stared deep into the sky, worrying that there would be a sandstorm, and turned his head and shouted.

"Speed ​​up! For your sake, this might turn into a sandstorm!"

However, if you get busy in a hurry, there is a high probability that you will make mistakes while busy, and this is the case with caravans.

A worker accidentally fell to the ground when he was pushing a cart. It was not a big fall. It didn't hurt or itchy to fall on the soft desert. However, his arm was run over by the wheel and broke directly.

"It's crushed, it's crushed!" The scream sounded, and someone immediately noticed the situation and shouted.

The captain of the guard hurried over when he heard the sound, and shouted in front of him, "Don't stop! Don't stop! Keep going!"

Then he had time to look over here.

Looking at the worker with the obvious twisted arm, he frowned, and after all he waved impatiently: "Throw him in the car..."

Before he finished speaking, the worker had been thrown into the truck.

The captain of the guard was taken aback for a moment, and then followed the shadow cast on the ground.

Xia Shu nodded slightly to meet her gaze, and then drove the camel to run forward.

Against the whistling sand and dust, the caravan's advancement became more and more difficult, but the wind and sand were still in the line of sight, faintly forming a hovering shape.

"Damn it! It's too late!" The captain of the guard leaned slightly against the wind, squinted his eyes, and then roared: "Don't go! Get together, get together next to the truck, and untie the ropes of the animals. Don't let them panic and take away the truck!"

In the hustle and bustle, the captain of the guard also couldn't care too much. After shouting these words, he brought the caravan boss to a stopped truck and got under the car.

The gust of wind hovered around the dust, and the momentum was as shocking as the roar of the world, and finally turned into a tornado. Only the wind and sand roared between the world and the earth, filling the ears.

I don't know how long it has passed, everything has subsided, the dust between the sky and the earth has disappeared, the haze has dissipated, and the blue sky is thousands of miles away, and the hot breath followed.

The pile of sand arched up, and a camel's head broke out of the soil, shook his head in an unusually humane manner, and threw off the gravel on his head. Then, as if thinking of something, he lowered his head and arched beside it.

Xia Shu wanted to get out, was pressed again, wanted to get out, was pressed again, and then he grasped the timing, arched his head a second later, and finally broke the ground.

"It's you..." With a snap, the words in his mouth were broken.

It turned out that a head suddenly came out around him, and the camel was a little frightened, turned his head subconsciously, and then came to Xia Shu to face to face.

Taking a breath, Xia Shu rubbed her cheeks, pushed away the camel's big face helplessly, then broke free from the shackles of the sand and got out.

He patted the gravel on his body and scanned the caravan. The sandstorm didn't seem to last long, so it had little effect. The dust that came off only buried the people who fell on the ground, but the impact on the caravan was not. It's not big.

But after all, the caravan’s foot strength was not as calm as the camel printed by Yake Cifer by Xia Shu, so I lost a few heads, and I don’t know if I can find it.

However, in the face of this kind of natural disaster, the caravan couldn't get on the road immediately, so there was still time to find it.

Under the command of the captain of the escort, the caravan counted the number and losses, and then sent people to look for the lost camel.

Xia Shu did not stay out of the matter. He helped the injured worker deal with the injury. Although he hadn't learned medical ninjutsu, simple methods were a compulsory course for root ninjas.

"Thank you for your help." The timid expression on the face of this young-looking worker, as well as the twinkling eyes, betrayed his heart.

"Don't worry, as long as you rest for a while, you won't leave the root of the disease." Xia Shu could read what the other party hadn't said at a glance, so he chuckled directly.

"Thank you, thank you!" The other party quickly thanked him, and Xia Shu had to wave his hand.

After taking a rest for a long time, I traveled for a while, and then night fell, and the air suddenly turned from hot to cold.

The starry sky in the night sky is brilliant, a brilliant starry sky that can only be seen in the Kingdom of Wind.

Xia Shu roasted the jerky to make it softer, mixed it with the flatbread for dinner, and then continued to eat the bingliang pill.

Speaking of him, there are not a few liangliang pills left, and he can no longer continue to use it on the road afterwards, which makes him a little bit annoyed.

The caravan continued on the next day, and the air was cloudless, and the air seemed to be no different from before.

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