Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

In later generations, material life has been satisfied to a great extent.

Many people who are rich and have free time will travel around and check in, and the desert has become an indispensable pilgrimage site among them.

These people may have stayed in a comfortable and convenient environment for too long, their brains have gone crazy, and they have started to endure hardships.

Climb snow-capped mountains (618), explore the forest (Ailao Mountain), anyway, go wherever there is danger, and the desert is naturally an indispensable stop for desperate places.

They claim to yearn for the sceneries of the setting sun over the long river and the solitary smoke rising in the desert, and hope to feel the primitiveness, vastness and immensity of the desert.

In fact, they often drive luxury cars and take women for a quick spin on the edge of the desert.

I strolled around during the day, took a few photos, posted them on WeChat Moments to show off, and then as soon as it got dark, I ran back to the hotel in the city.

A few years ago, when Lao Gou was still in good condition and had not gone bankrupt or become a street dog, he had the opportunity to participate in a self-driving trip in the desert.

After returning from Xinjiang, the only feeling I had was a sore waist. Driving and hiking were not tiring at all, but the main reason was that the night activities were too fascinating and too frequent.

I heard that those people back then have all turned to cycling now, and I wonder if this antique 28-inch bicycle in my house can still join in the fun.

Although I am no longer young, but as long as I take two pills beforehand, I'm still fine, hey.

In fact, the experience of actually traveling in the desert, especially crossing an uninhabited area, is definitely not good at all. Once you come here, you will never want to experience it again in your life.

Especially at night, even with Du Weiguo's abnormal physique, he felt unwell all over.

The temperature difference in the desert is so great that it is unimaginable. When the sun is out, it feels like midsummer, but when there is no sun, it becomes severe winter in the blink of an eye.

The daytime feels like being in a furnace. The vicious sunlight and scorching sand can suck out every bit of moisture in the body and burn you dry alive.

But at night it was extremely cold. The omnipresent cold penetrated into the bones from all directions, bound to take away the last bit of heat in the body.

There is usually little wind in the desert, and it is dry hot or dry cold. But once the wind blows, it can easily turn into an overwhelming sandstorm.

In addition to the hellish environment, the desert is also full of poisonous insects, scorpions, ants, centipedes, and various beetles that cannot be named.

These bugs are elusive and can appear almost anywhere and at any time, so you have to be careful even when you pee or poop.

Even if Du Weiguo possessed an immortal body, he still had to serve him carefully, as he didn't want his second brother or his buttocks to be bitten unexpectedly.

Damn, it hurts just thinking about it.

In addition, there is one very scary thing, that is, it is very difficult to distinguish directions in the desert, and the usual star-gazing and sun-gazing positioning methods often fail.

However, this problem can be ignored by Du Weiguo. After all, the nose of the sand wolf is now his navigator.

"Sand Wolf, can you determine the distance between Reina and us now?"

Late at night, a bonfire made of solid fuel was lit in the windbreak formed by a dozen camels. Du Weiguo flicked his cigarette butt into the fire, his tone hinting at an impatience.

He had a lot to do and didn't have much time to waste in this desert.

He only reserved five days to look for Reina, and he had already wasted one day on the way here.

In other words, if he still couldn't find Reina in the next four days, he would give up looking for her regardless of whether she was dead or alive.

It sounds a bit cold, but it is not.

Given Du Weiguo's current status and position, as well as his current situation, being able to take out five days specifically for Reina at this critical juncture is definitely a sign of deep affection and loyalty.

In fact, he didn't even want to stop to rest. Camels are tough and durable, so it doesn't matter if they travel all night.

But the Sand Wolf is not like that. Although he is also a person with special abilities, his physique is far superior to that of ordinary people and he is also adapted to the desert environment.

But it's okay to work non-stop occasionally, but like this pervert Du Weiguo, waiting for a long time without sleep will cost him his life, so rest is necessary.

"No."

There was a camping pot on the campfire, with milk tea and dried meat bubbling inside. Sand Wolf flipped the pot and shook his head as he replied:

"Mr. Wesley, I can only confirm the route she took and whether she was dead or alive at the time. As for her exact location now and whether she is alive or dead, it is beyond my ability."

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo frowned:

"It's beyond your ability. In other words, whether Reina is dead or alive, she is at least 300 kilometers away from us."

"Yes, that's right." Sand Wolf nodded and pinched his nose out of habit.

Most of the time, his nostrils were plugged with special cork plugs, which was very uncomfortable. Even though he had worn it for many years, he still couldn't get used to it.

Du Weiguo's expression became even gloomier.

At their current speed, even if they only rested for four hours a day and traveled non-stop, they could only travel about 4 kilometers at best.

In other words, even if Reina is now stationary and no longer moves, it will take at least two days to find her.

But the problem is that Du Weiguo clearly doesn’t have enough time.

He lit a new cigarette and took a few puffs to suppress his almost irritable emotions. Du Weiguo asked again:

"Sand Wolf, with your ability, can the scent left by Reina be combined into a clear route in your brain?"

Sand Wolf nodded again: "More or less. The closer you are, the clearer it is. The farther away, the blurrier it becomes."

"Did she find anyone else on her route?" Du Weiguo asked immediately.

Hearing this question, Sand Wolf was slightly stunned for a moment, sniffed subconsciously, and then replied:

"not at all."

Du Weiguo was very sensitive and noticed that Shalang's tone was not as firm as before, but contained a slight hesitation.

"Shalang, are you 100% sure? Or have you found some other clues?"

The Sand Wolf was silent for a while, probably to organize his words.

"Mr. Wesley, it's like this. According to my sense of smell, Miss Reina was indeed alone on the route she was traveling."

"But~" He paused, and then continued:

"There is a desert wolf, and its route is basically consistent with Miss Reina's."

"Desert wolf?" Du Weiguo was very surprised.

Sand Wolf replied without hesitation:

"Yes, it's a lone wolf, an adult male wolf. It has been wandering around Miss Reina."

Du Weiguo's brows furrowed even more tightly.

"You said it has been hovering near Reina? How close is it exactly?"

"About 500 meters."

The desert wolf's nose was indeed very good, and he immediately gave an extremely accurate answer. He also added: "Mr. Wesley, this is actually normal. The desert wolf is a beast with great resilience and endurance.

Sometimes, in order to catch prey, they can endure hunger and follow their prey for many days, up to hundreds of kilometers. "

Du Weiguo was not moved by the reason given by Shalang, and continued to ask:

"Is the wolf in front of her? Or behind her?"

There must be something wrong when something is abnormal. Although Reina is not a person with special abilities, as an elite agent of the Sixth Bureau, she is definitely not a rookie.

On the contrary, her fighting ability is quite impressive and she can be regarded as a top expert among ordinary people.

When Du Weiguo went to Hong Kong Island for the first time on a mission, Reina had a fight with him and shot down the fish-killing knife he shot with her pistol.

As a senior agent, he entered the no-man's land alone without a camel, and it might also be because he was in a hurry and had no time to search around.

But it was impossible for her to be without a gun. With her marksmanship, she could easily kill a mere wild wolf. He had a feeling that there was something wrong with this wolf.

Sand Wolf also realized the problem at this moment. He pulled out his stuffy nose, sniffed hard, and then gave a serious conclusion:

"Not necessarily. Sometimes it's in front of Miss Reina, sometimes behind her, and sometimes on her left and right sides."

"Something's wrong!" When he said this, his voice suddenly became louder.

"This wolf doesn't always follow Miss Reina. Sometimes it disappears suddenly!"

"Disappear? What does that mean?"

Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly narrowed. He was almost certain that there must be something wrong with this lone wolf.

The sand wolf's face was also full of disbelief. He stood up suddenly and sniffed hard in all directions regardless of everything.

After a moment, his face turned red as blood, and he coughed violently while stammering:

"Its smell is not consistent. Sometimes it disappears inexplicably and then suddenly appears again."

"Disappeared inexplicably and reappeared suddenly?"

Du Weiguo was not as excited as him. He had been through many battles and had seen too many strange and bizarre superpowers.

As he pondered over these two words, he thought to himself:

"Is it the ability to teleport? No, if it's teleportation, there should be no way to locate Reina's position, then what kind of ability is it?"

At this time, Sand Wolf was already kneeling on the ground and vomiting violently, until he hurriedly put on his nasal plug again, he barely stopped.

"Gudong Gudong~"

He picked up the water bag and took a few gulps of the special soothing water. Then, Shalang sat down on the ground exhausted. His chest heaved violently, and he forced a smile at Du Weiguo that was uglier than crying.

"Ah~ Sorry, Mr. Wesley, I made you laugh. My nose is a double-edged sword. The side effects are too great. Sometimes, I don't even dare to breathe."

His voice was very hoarse and he looked a little depressed.

Although the sand wolf's sense of smell is amazing, it is also severely limited. There are many scenarios where he cannot fully exert his ability.

For example, battlefields, fire scenes, slaughterhouses, farms, spice markets, fish markets, basically any place with a venue is not allowed.

"Haha, Sand Wolf, don't underestimate yourself. Overall, your abilities are more beneficial than harmful."

Du Weiguo put out the cigarette butt with his fingers and smiled comfortingly.

"For example, if Reina hadn't been missing this time, I would have given up long ago and wouldn't have thought of looking for her."

"Hey~"

Hearing the praise from the world's best master, Sharon's complexion visibly improved and he scratched his head a little shyly.

"Sir, you are too kind. The evil spirits have many talented people under their command, and my ability is not worth mentioning."

Although Du Weiguo was determined to poach him, now was not the right time, and he had to inform Shopkeeper Yu in advance, otherwise it would be too unkind.

Seeing that he had recovered, Du Weiguo continued to ask about the previous topic.

"Sand Wolf, you just said that this desert wolf would disappear inexplicably and then suddenly appear? Tell me in detail what happened."

The normally clear eyes of the Sand Wolf revealed a hint of confusion:

"It's the smell. Sometimes it disappears suddenly, and then reappears without any warning. I've never encountered this before. Is there something wrong with my nose?"

"Shalang, there must be nothing wrong with your nose. Think carefully, is there any fixed pattern in its disappearance and appearance? For example, distance or time?"

Du Weiguo asked in a calm and deep voice. At this moment, he vaguely found the feeling of unraveling the case in the past.

Sand Wolf shook his head: "No, there is no pattern, no matter the distance or time, there is no pattern at all."

"Sure?"

"Sure!" Sand Wolf replied confidently.

After a brief pause, Du Weiguo thought of one possibility:

"Does a desert wolf burrow underground? If it burrows underground, can you still smell it?"

Sand Wolf was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:

“If it could burrow to a depth of more than ten meters underground, I’m sure there would be no scent, but desert wolves don’t burrow underground.

Moreover, even if it could burrow into the ground, it would not be able to stay in an oxygen-free environment for so long. The farthest distance it has disappeared is more than 20 kilometers.

"What if it has super powers? Wouldn't that make sense?" Du Weiguo said in a gloomy tone.

"Superpowers? A wolf?" The sand wolf's eyes suddenly widened, and its mouth opened wide enough to fit a fist.

"Oh, is it that incredible?" Seeing his look of having seen a ghost, Du Weiguo laughed:

"The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things. I have a dog in Hong Kong Island, and it has supernatural powers, and it has more than one kind."

"You're talking about the Nightmare! That's right, I was thinking too narrowly. Why can't animals have superpowers? Yes, it should be able to burrow underground!"

As if he had found the answer, Sand Wolf's face showed excitement.

"It doesn't necessarily mean burrowing underground, it could also mean flying into the sky."

At this moment, Du Weiguo suddenly looked up at the night sky, and a cold light like a blade suddenly burst out in his eyes!

A moment later, about 500 kilometers away from Du Weiguo, in the desert, there was a deep abyss-like canyon of unknown formation.

"Flutter~" A rare crowned eagle swooped into a cave on the cliff.

When it landed, it rolled on the ground. When it stood up, it had turned into a naked, tall and burly black man.

"Damien, where have you been again? Didn't I tell you not to run around lately?"

From deep in the cave, an old and unpleasant male voice suddenly sounded, like a knife scraping against an iron plate. It was the long-lost Masar. (End of this chapter)