This time, Chen Ergou's team stretched out for dozens of meters. From afar, they were the most beautiful sight in the vast desert.
Mo Bai and Chen Ergou walked together, followed by the Zhang Sisters and others.
"Ergou, let those four young men take a break, I'll have the tribesmen help carry the ice coffin."
Throughout the journey, to avoid inconveniencing the Sand People, Hua Chuanzi's ice coffin continued to be carried by four young men accompanying him. After Mo Bai spoke softly, Chen Ergou paused and glanced at the four young men behind him, then asked.
"Want to switch?"
"No need, Master Gou, we can manage."
Under the scorching sun, they were already drenched in sweat. Yet, they responded with smiles to Chen Ergou, and just then, a few strong youths from the Sand People came up to Chen Ergou.
"Master Gou, let us help carry it. We often walk in the desert, so it's easier for us."
"Indeed!"
