bookrandom Chapter 350: Poison Scorpion: Hot and Scorching (1)
Chapter 350: Poison Scorpion: Hot and Scorching (1)
In the warm desert, the temperature difference between morning and night is extremely large.
The air was almost distorted by the high temperature, which made all living things feel fearful and unable to resist.
Wang Defa had just emerged from the sand when he felt dizzy from the heat and dived back into the sand without hesitation.
From India to the Sahara, the soul has more than just crossed yin and yang.
One is rotten and cold from the inside out, the other is hot from the outside in.
Wang Defa is now a golden poisonous scorpion with a belly full of cubs.
At this moment, the scorpion's tail needle can only be used to dig sand in the sand.
Not far away, my husband Heihei was gnawing at his tail in grievance.
It was a black scorpion with a thick tail. Its griddle was a circle bigger than Wang Defa's, but its body looked shriveled compared to the pregnant woman.
(The Judge's trick was extremely clever for Wang Defa. He flicked his finger to go through the hell level of ten lifetimes three times in a flash.)
Wang Defa was very frantic and hungry.
The babies of unknown color in the belly are also restless. It is estimated that the birth date will be in the next two days.
Heihei held up a pair of large griddles and weakly protected his head and face, and did not suggest going out to find food.
The couple remained silent, and before they knew it, night had arrived.
The temperature dropped sharply and the cold wind howled.
Heihei was the first to crawl out of the sand, but was blown over several times by the howling wind.
Wang Defa waved a pair of golden griddles unceremoniously and laughed, with his tail raised above his carapace in alert.
[Oh, Jimmy, the wind is so strong, will the tent be blown over? ]
[Tom, shut up, you've asked this question eight hundred and ninety-five times!]
Tom is a brown-skinned, mixed-race boy with yellow curly hair, and he is an Indian.
Jimmy is a boy with dark skin, white teeth and long braids. He is from South Africa.
The two of them lay in their sleeping bags, guarding against each other, with their zippers pulled to their chins, and the distance between them was as wide as possible, one on the left and the other on the right, as if there was a Great Rift Valley between them.
No one was willing to go to bed first, for fear that the other party would have bad intentions towards them. After all, Indian men are world-famous for their bad nature.
The two were rookie travelers with zero adventure experience who met online.
To be honest, whether it is netizens or travel companions, the relationship is not very reliable.
They spent a small amount of money to hire a local as a guide. The man pulled the camel, found a big rock and lay down on the spot, and ignored them at all.
The guide was quite old, with black holes in his front teeth and only a few canines left. He took out a piece of bread from his arms, held it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, just like the camel that was chewing the cud.
Heihei got up and crawled towards the camel, and Wang Defa followed slowly behind him.
The camel is so big, it is impossible for it to be eaten by a scorpion, but it is possible that it was knocked unconscious and sleep for a few days by the poison.
The camel had drooping eyelids and its long eyelashes cast a shadow, making it look very delicious.
Wang Defa sucked his saliva hard and stopped behind a pile of small stones and waited.
After a while, Heihei dragged back a few blood-sucking bugs with bloated stomachs that were clamped tightly by the griddle and were almost broken in half.
Heihei diligently held the little insect in front of Wang Defa, shaking his head and wagging his tail urgingly.
The two scorpions were so small that they could be crushed with one foot and did not attract any attention from humans.
Heihei caught more than ten blood-sucking worms and filled his stomach with the soup and meat.
It was still dark, and the distant sky was faintly tinged with paleness.
Wang Defa burped, his stomach cramped, and a small golden scorpion was squeezed out.
Next, the second, third, and fourth...
((???) The author seems to have suddenly mastered the code to update 10,000 words a day?!)
Heihei was at a loss as to what to do and was circling around his wife.
Wang Defa didn't dare to breathe. He held up a pair of griddles as if surrendering, his mind blank.
Fortunately, the birth went smoothly, but the baby scorpions were not uniform in color.
Some are golden yellow, some are pure black, and some are black with a hint of gold. They are complete from beginning to end, very active, and appear to have great vitality.
They seemed to have their own inherited memories in their brains. As soon as they were born, they consciously climbed onto Wang Defa's back, one on top of another.
It's so crowded that if someone with trypophobia sees it, he will probably be scared to death.
The camel's eyelashes not far away trembled slightly, and it glanced over here. Its huge body lying on the ground did not move, but it swung its tail disdainfully, and with a "slap", it hit the face of the guide who was sleeping like a pig.
[Ah——]
[Jimmy Jimmy, what happened outside? I heard the guide yelling! ]
Jimmy snored with his mouth open, unresponsive.
Tom had been sleeping restlessly to begin with. He licked his cracked lips, remembering the action he saw Jimmy hiding the kettle in his sleeping bag before going to bed. He quietly got up and stretched out a pair of brown and black hands.
The zipper was gently pulled down, Tom stopped and turned his head to look at Jimmy's moist mouth.
No movement, continue.
The water bottle is hidden in the side pocket of the combat pants.
Jimmy suddenly turned over and lay on his side, with the zipper of his side pocket pressed under his body.
Tom squatted on the ground, his Adam's apple rolling a few times, not sure whether this man was pretending to sleep.
So he reached out and tugged at Jimmy's pants.
The next second, the black boy Jimmy, whose face turned pale with fear, jumped up like a corpse, his pigtails almost sticking up to the sky, and he cursed loudly, his voice trembling -
[Ah! Damn Tom! Didn’t you bring a little wife with you? I have an air pump in my backpack. If you feel like playing, go play by yourself and don’t get close to me!]
The neatly folded abstract version of the little plastic wife lay at the bottom of Tom's backpack, looking aggrieved and silent.
(Popular science: The little plastic wife here refers to the inflatable dolls that adults play with. It is not shameful to have needs, and it is self-sufficient without harming others. There is nothing wrong with that. On this point, give a spiritual compliment to the mixed-race Ah San Tom.)
It's a fifty dollar piece of junk I bought at the school's second-hand market. It's faded, how beautiful can it be?
Tom has always been very stingy, and this expense was considered a big one before graduation.
[Give me two sips of water, I'm dying of thirst! ]
Tom looked very unhappy. Although he was half asleep and his mind was wandering, and he did have some other ideas, he couldn't keep a sullen face when his friend pointed it out to him.
Jimmy refused and walked out of the tent.
I just happened to see the guide whipping the camel a few times. The camel screamed and dodged, and all the sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
The guide reluctantly vented his anger, took out the backpack hidden under the camel's belly, took out the water bottle and gulped down several gulps.
Jimmy came over, sat on the sand like the guide, and gulped down the water.
In the desert, drinking water is extremely precious and would not be exchanged for gold.
[You guys had a falling out the day after we came out, young man, can we plan to return? ]
Jimmy was speechless. Tom, who had lifted the tent curtain and stuck his head out, instantly retracted his head.
The two of them snorted at the same time.
The camel sneezed.
The guide knew it in his mind, hehe, this hundred dollars was easy to earn.
There was a squirming hill on Wang Defa's back. He smelled the cold scent of clear water and unconsciously moved forward.
Heihei followed closely, circling around his wife and child, and put the baby who accidentally rolled off back onto his wife's back.
The two grown men sitting together were unaware of anything. Since they had decided to go back, they naturally drank a few more sips of water.
A few drops fell on the sand and quickly dried up.
Wang Defa stamped his feet and sighed, quickened his pace and rushed forward, standing between the two of them.
Several small scorpions fell down one after another, not knowing what was happening.
Heihei was busy picking up the child from behind.
The camel suddenly stood up anxiously, stamping its four strong hooves back and forth, knocking the guide and Jimmy aside.
【Oh, is your camel crazy? 】
The guide raised the whip and was about to hit the camel, but the camel raised its right hind hoof, revealing a golden lump stuck on it.
It's a flat scorpion.
Desert Golden Scorpion, dead!
Heihei, in a rage, climbed up the camel's leg with the stinger in hand and stabbed it hard, avenging his wife with tears in his eyes.
The return journey would be delayed for two days because one of the camel's legs had been poisoned and was paralyzed and unable to walk, let alone carry our luggage.