flstandardbreds Chapter 1037 Can’t Die
Chapter 1037 Can’t Die
Chapter 1037: Not Dead Then, Xiao Han supported her body with her left arm and began to frantically scoop up the sand with her right hand.
The sand buried above was at least a foot deep, but fortunately it was loose and easy to dig out.
Once the sand above her head thinned out and became less heavy, Xiao Han was finally able to stick her head out of the ground and breathe in the fresh air.
With his head covered by a robe, not much sand got into his mouth, ears, or nose, but his neck wasn't protected, and a lot of sand got into his collar.
At this point, she couldn't worry about anything else. First, she painstakingly dug out the flattened basket to check on the croton seeds.
Ba Dou buried its head under its wing, and with Xiao Han protecting it from above, it didn't suffer too much.
It flew out at this moment, shook off the fine sand on its body, and seemed to have nothing to worry about at all.
With the help of fresh air, Xiao Han's muddled mind finally cleared up a bit. Feeling the heaviness on her body, she realized that besides the weight of the sand, there must be another person on her.
She didn't dare to delay and immediately started digging along the edge of her neck.
Once she was finally able to straighten her upper body and free her hands, she struggled to climb out of the sand.
At this moment, besides her, Xin Ziqi, Fatty Wang, and Qingwei were also among those who successfully rescued themselves from the sand.
The few who emerged didn't have time to chat; they were all busy shoveling sand around them to help the other cultivators buried below.
Xiao Han naturally tried to pry off the person who had been pressing down on her back.
She had just struggled free, but the person on top of her was not moving, so Xiao Han guessed that the other person must have fainted.
He quickly shoveled sand with both hands, soon revealing his robes.
Judging from the color of the clothes, Xiao Han knew that the person who had been lying on her back just now must have been Ling Xiao.
Fortunately, the sand was soft and easy to scoop up.
They quickly pulled out Ling Xiao's upper body.
Ling Xiao's eyes were tightly closed, and he was completely unconscious.
Xiao Han patted his face, but he didn't react.
But at that moment, she couldn't worry about saving him.
We also need to hurry up and dig out the other cultivators buried in the sand, lest they be buried alive if too much time passes.
The first few who managed to rescue themselves worked hard to dig through the sand. Once they had dug out the upper bodies of the people around them so they could breathe, they stopped there and continued digging out other buried cultivators.
In particular, they prioritized digging in areas where the sand above was surging, indicating the presence of living people below. Once rescued, these people could then help dig for other cultivators.
After everyone buried in the sand emerged, they discovered that there were still five or six monks who remained motionless.
It's unclear whether he's dead or unconscious.
Xiao Han didn't care about anyone else; she quickly dragged Ling Xiao out and then tried to perform CPR.
In fact, she had only seen CPR on TV and only knew that it involved pressing the chest.
She had no idea where to place her hands, how to press, or how much pressure to apply.
After all, cultivators save people using rejuvenation techniques and elixirs, and this method of healing for mortals is not only unknown to her, but also to other great cultivators.
But the cultivators knew how to stimulate acupoints, so everyone was doing their best to save their unconscious companions.
Xiao Han wasn't worried that she would mess with Ling Xiao.
This is, after all, the body of a God Emperor. Even if it was turned into a mortal by a special space, it couldn't possibly be ruined by its own actions.
So she pressed on his chest and patted Ling Xiao's face. After all that, Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes.
"Oh, you're finally awake."
Looking at Xiao Han's smiling face so close to his, Ling Xiao gradually regained his senses and said weakly, "I'm not dead."
He remembered that when he felt so suffocated and dizzy, the thought that came to mind was whether he would really perish like this.
Xiao Han chuckled and said, "You are a God Emperor, after all. It would be too pathetic for you to die like this. I certainly won't."
Indeed, not only Ling Xiao woke up, but all the other unconscious cultivators also woke up.
Although the strong winds had subsided in the desert, the sand and dust that had been swept into the air had not yet dissipated, blocking the sunlight and thus making it less scorching than before.
Everyone began searching for their supplies in the sand again.
Xiao Han's basket was shielded beneath her body. Although the basket was crushed, the supplies inside, and even the water in the sleeve of her outer robe, were still intact.
In contrast, Ling Xiao was not so lucky.
He used his sleeve as a water bag to hold the water, but because the bark rope holding the cuffs loosened, all the water had leaked out.
Fortunately, the water that Xiao Han had carried in wolf intestines and placed in his basket had not leaked out.
But the basket was overturned, and the dried meat was either blown away by the wind or buried deep in the sand below. After searching for a while, we only found two small pieces.
As for the other cultivators, some were even more unlucky; their entire baskets were swept away by the wind, along with the dried meat.
Then the outer robe used to cover the head, the sleeve that held the water, came undone, and all the water was gone.
It's like losing everything again.
After everyone finished checking the supplies, including Xiao Han's, only six people's supplies were intact.
If Ling Xiao hadn't had the wolf intestines that Xiao Han had asked him to carry in his basket, he would have only had two small pieces of dried meat left.
Of the remaining eight, apart from the penniless, unlucky monk, the other seven either had their jerky stolen or their water leaked away.
Xin Ziqi called out to everyone, "Now is not the time to be stingy with water and dried meat. Let's hurry on our way while the weather is still not so hot and try to get out of the desert as soon as possible. When we rest at night, those of us who still have supplies can share some with those who have no water or meat."
Although none of these cultivators had become saints and all had their own selfish motives, none of them objected to Xin Ziqi's arrangements at this moment.
We are all cultivators in the same team; it's impossible for one of us to just eat and drink on the sidelines and ignore the life or death of his companion.
Xiao Han thought to herself that she had prepared the most food and water, so she would inevitably have to contribute some.
Since that's the case, it's better to hand it over sooner rather than later, so that I can have an easier time.
She then said to Xin Ziqi, "Fellow Daoist Xin, I have water contained in wolf intestines, as well as roasted and dried wolf hearts and livers, which can be shared with fellow Daoists who have no food or water."
They still had to walk for several more days in the desert, and they had already experienced what it was like to have no water or food.
By this time, no one cared about the water inside the wolf's entrails and intestines.
They all expressed their gratitude to Xiao Han.
A wolf intestine contained several kilograms of water. Xiao Han handed a wolf intestine and half of the wolf's internal organs to Xin Ziqi.
Xin Ziqi had no choice but to take it and put it in his basket for the time being, intending to distribute it to the cultivators whose supplies had been damaged when he rested at night.
Everyone started walking forward again.
In the vast desert, without a compass, without any landmarks, and without even seeing the sun, it is easy to lose one's way.
Fortunately, one of them was croton oil.
Many birds have the ability to sense direction, so they can find the right way whether they are at sea or in the desert.