Chapter 94 Chapter 6 Liusha River

The little cousin Huarong turned pale, and hurriedly grabbed Zhao Shuai who was beside her.I wanted to find out what happened, but Uncle An hurriedly told me to step back and not take another step forward.It turned out that there was a piece of quicksand in front of her, and the little cousin rushed to get to the first few Populus euphratica trees, but she didn't expect that there was an invisible crisis hidden in the desert in front of her. Quicksand spread among the herdsmen is nothing more than the description that a camel disappeared immediately after sinking, but those are all exaggerations.Quicksand can appear not only in the desert, but anywhere. As long as the density of the sand is less than the surrounding area and it is filled with air, as long as someone rubs against the surface of the quicksand, it will immediately "melt".People who step on the quicksand will be swallowed, but the speed is not fast, but very slow, unless you struggle violently.

After the little cousin fell into the trap, she dragged Zhao Shuai into the quicksand, and the two were about to become dead couples.But they didn't improve, instead they blamed each other, still arguing over whose fault it was.We retreated not far away, and the quicksand quickly revealed its true colors, forming the shape of a river belt.I wanted to pull Zhao Shuai just now, but I didn't listen to Uncle An's words, so I escaped too slowly and fell into the quicksand. I blushed with fright, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle An, I remember there is a rope in the pannier bag, quickly throw it down and pull us up."

Uncle An found the rope and pulled me together with Uncle Chen and Mu Qingxiang, but it didn't work at all.I looked at myself in disbelief, thinking that they would not intentionally kill me, how could three people not be able to hold me alone, and I am not a pig.Zhao Shuai cursed and asked them to pull him up first, and blamed me for being too fat, so the three of them couldn't save me.However, Zhao Shuai was not pulled up, and he also stayed where he was.The quicksand has sunk up to our waists. If this continues, we will die without waiting for the rainstorm. The little cousin regretted: "No, the three of them can't pull people up. Don't underestimate quicksand, in fact, the power to pull out a leg is equivalent to the power to lift a truck."

Zhao Shuai panicked: "Fuck, it's real or not, I always act like this in movies, a rope can pull people up." The little cousin snorted: "That's all a lie. I really walked in the Sahara, although I was talking too much. At that time, some people also encountered quicksand, and they couldn't be saved at all. Ten people Pulling is useless. After we went back, the professors in American universities explained to us that ordinary people’s impressions of quicksand are inaccurate, and they are all fooled by movies. You think I can graduate from college so quickly, it’s not that. Because of the reason, I applied to withdraw from school myself."

I exclaimed that this is the case, fuck your mother's filmmakers, who have never experienced quicksand and made it up based on imagination.Those nonsense authors of adventure novels deserve to be killed even more. You just need to cheat readers out of money, and you want to risk our lives.At least we have experienced it firsthand, and those adventure novelists probably have never been to the places he wrote about.It turned out that it was difficult for others to rescue people from the quicksand. The little cousin dropped out of school because of her conscience. I thought she was expelled.

Zhao Shuai hurriedly asked: "Then what should we do? In your opinion, we can only wait to die?" The little cousin shrugged her shoulders, indicating that it was not broken, but it is a pity that camels are not cows. If there were two cows here, there might be hope.At this point we sank a few more inches.Uncle An has no choice, Uncle Chen can only kill wolves, and Mu Qingxiang is a girl, no matter how strong she is, she can't lift a truck.I was like a wilted vegetable seedling. I looked at the yellow quicksand and sighed. I thought I would die in the ancient city of Yuequan, but I didn’t have the right to die there. Instead, I died in the quicksand river first.

Mu Qingxiang stood in the distance, pondered for a moment, then said calmly: "Lu Jianxin, do you still remember what Pacha is?" I thought that Mu Qingxiang was going to say something beautiful, as a confession of life and death, but I didn't expect it to be a nonsense.I was stunned for a few seconds, and even forgot the environment I was in, and finally came back to my senses.Will I be able to shoot tea now? Does it have anything to do with being trapped in quicksand? Do I know what shooting tea is, and will Liusha River let it go?If so, I'd be more than happy to recite it.

Although it is unlikely to be useful, the content of Pacha still flashed in my mind unconsciously.In the Canon, about the production of tea, there is a section that describes in detail the production process of tea cakes in the Tang Dynasty.Generally speaking, "picking it, steaming it, smashing it, patting it, roasting it, wearing it, sealing it, and the tea is dry." Patting tea cannot be understood literally.There is a saying in the remnants of the scriptures: autoclaving makes it flat, and longitudinal making it flat, so "pai" really means "lightly pressed".Put the steamed tea base in the mold to shoot, so that the cake tea will not be compacted.This procedure seems simple, but the strength is difficult to master. If you pat lightly, the tea cake will be tight; if you pat it hard, the tea cake will break into several pieces.

I answered this question to Mu Qingxiang, wanting to know what kind of medicine she sold in her gourd, but whoever knew it, she immediately made a gesture of patting tea for me.I only know the content of Canon, but I have never made tea.In fact, this is a common problem among tea lovers. Tea masters generally only care about receiving good tea and cooking it carefully, but rarely make tea by themselves.I have only learned how to make tea, and I don't know how to make tea at all, so I said distressedly: "Now is not the time to study, please let me die peacefully, and stop torturing me."

"You won't die!" Mu Qingxiang said with certainty, "Now you listen to me and do as you say, so you won't sink into it." "Really?" Zhao Shuai asked in surprise. The little cousin didn't quite believe it: "You lied, what's the matter with pachaguan quicksand? Although my cousin is very stupid, you can't play him like this?" I am not happy after hearing this, who is stupid, but since Mu Qingxiang has said it all, you might as well listen to her and give it a try, anyway, there is nothing you can do now.I took the quicksand around my waist as a tea base, and pretended to pat it a few times, but unexpectedly, it sank faster, and my face turned pale with fright.Mu Qingxiang was actually joking at this time, it's fine if she doesn't help, but don't help.

But Mu Qingxiang said: "You didn't do it right, the force was too strong, it should be smaller." I patted it a few more times in silence, but there was no reaction. When Mu Qingxiang saw it, she said, "You patted too lightly again." "Then how do you say to shoot?" I looked up and asked. Mu Qingxiang didn't feel pain in her back when she was standing and talking, but she said that she wanted me to imagine how to caress the surface of the water and make waves, but my palms should not be submerged in the water, and I should always keep the palms in line with the water surface.I tried it worriedly, but I didn't expect that it really didn't continue to sink, but moved a little bit, although it was not easy to see.If the Pacha method works, I can slowly move towards the edge of the quicksand, and it is much easier to pull people from the edge than from the center of the quicksand. Zhao Shuai and his little cousin hurriedly followed suit, but their strength was sometimes accurate and sometimes wrong, so after moving half a meter, the quicksand had already sunk into their chests.Compared with them, I am not much better. Although I have moved two meters, the quicksand has almost completely submerged my chest.At this time, my hands could no longer move freely, but the end of the quicksand was still nearly two meters away.Two meters, a short two meters, may not be long in the eyes of others, but I think it is like a thousand miles, and I can't reach it no matter how long it is. "No, I absolutely can't be buried here uselessly." I said in my heart. Tea is a kind of peaceful enjoyment. From planting to tasting, one needs to maintain a calm state of mind.I remembered this, so I forced myself to calm down and never get agitated again.The heart is like clear water, the pulse is like a light wave, and tea is like getting wet.It seems like a century later, I finally passed through the quicksand in a bizarre and exaggerated way by making tea, and really came into contact with the solid sand after all.Uncle An was so excited that he clapped his hands and asked Uncle Chen to pull me up together. Even though we were on the edge of quicksand, they still struggled for a few minutes before pulling me out. Zhao Shuai and his little cousin were not so lucky. They hadn't reached the edge of the quicksand yet, but seeing that I had come up, they were discouraged and then rekindled their confidence.I told them not to panic, they must calm down and grasp the strength well.When we were blocked by the quicksand river, the sky changed quietly. In an instant, the sky soon became dark, but if calculated according to normal time, it should still be in the afternoon, not even evening. Finally, Zhao Shuai and his little cousin were rescued, but Liusha River blocked the way, so we could no longer go to Populus euphratica.The Liusha River is not static, because the heavy rain is coming, so the wind also joins in the fun.It's not an exaggeration to say that everything in the desert is constantly changing, every minute.The sand dunes moved quickly, and the quicksand river moved with it, so we had to keep going back. I took advantage of the gap to ask Mu Qingxiang, how did you know that quicksand can be produced when you pat tea? Could it be that she had encountered the same thing when she went to Tengger before?But Mu Qingxiang said that was not the case, because she used to learn tea in the deep mountains when she was a child, and was thrown into the mud by her aunt to practice making tea.The way to practice is that after Mu Qingxiang fell into the mud, my aunt put a piece of tea in front of her and asked her to pat it on and on.If the shot is too strong, the person will sink first; but if the shot is correct, the person will slowly move to the shore.When Mu Qingxiang pats the tea and reaches the shore, that is when the tea slabs are ready, the aunt will rescue her up. I was dumbfounded when I heard that, I didn't expect that aunt to be so cruel, she would be able to deal with Mu Qingxiang, if it were me, I wouldn't even have time to take care of her.But Mu Qingxiang doesn't hate my aunt at all, until now, she is still helping her, and said that if she hadn't done that back then, she wouldn't have been able to save me. At this time, the world changed drastically, and a black wave rose at the end of the desert.I knew it was the wind and sand before the rainstorm, which was worse than a sandstorm. If it was blown, not to mention being buried alive in the desert, the sand and dust alone could disfigure people.Fortunately, the footsteps of the torrential rain were faster than the sandstorm, and the dense raindrops rushed ahead of the sandstorm and came thunderously. It is very appropriate to describe it as a bang here. The rain is like a ship capsized and floods pouring into the cabin.The visibility in the desert instantly decreased. Even if we stood together, we couldn't tell who was who, and the camels panicked and lay down.In the torrential rain, we couldn't hear anyone talking, but I shouted desperately to lie down on the camels. Their bodies are as strong as stones.But I was wrong. I thought the two humps of a camel were hard, but when I grabbed them, they turned out to be as soft as a woman's breasts.I know it's nasty to describe it, but that's what it was like to grab the hump for the first time. In my dim vision, I seemed to see that the other five people were holding on to the camel, so I breathed a sigh of relief.But it was raining and the sun was out, and it was colder than winter in the desert. We were all wet, like a fresh fish thrown into the refrigerator.After a few minutes, the desert became a vast ocean, and the camel stood up in fright when it saw that lying down was not going to work.We fell into the water caught off guard, trembling all over, and kicked my feet again, my heart was half cold, and I couldn't step on the bottom of the water at all.His grandma, it turned out that we were standing between two sand dunes when the visibility decreased just now. In 1988, the torrential rain was able to expand a small river ditch with a width of more than 10 meters in the Taklimakan Desert to 1,000 meters. Just thinking about this level is terrifying.My eyes were blurred, my face was covered with water, and I wanted to tell everyone not to disperse, but when I opened my mouth, yellow sand poured into my mouth. Just when I was overwhelmed, I found something hitting my back. I thought it was one of the other five people, so I turned around with difficulty.I didn't want to be washed away by the flood quickly because I let go of the camel, and left the team.But when I turned around just now, I grabbed the thing that hit me. When I realized what it was, I was shocked: How could there be such a thing in the desert? Could it be a dream?