Liusha Creek?

Nan Chen walked to the stream with some skepticism, put her hand into the water, and found that the stream water was icy cold and quite comfortable. However, as the water flowed through her fingers, there were indeed grains of sand. She grabbed a handful of water and held it to her eyes, only to find that the water was yellow and contained a very high amount of sand.

Wang Lan shook the sand off his hands. Although the water was full of sand, it was perfect for washing away the bloodstains on his hands. After washing his arms clean, Wang Lan stood up, looked around, and found that the scenery was still the same. He sighed and said, "Let's go. Don't let this lousy stream waste our time. Let's continue on our way."

“Wait a minute,” Nan Chen shook his head and said, “Take a close look at this stream. Do you notice anything different about it?”

"different?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Lan curiously looked down at the stream, only to find that the stream was flowing gently, with sand grains rolling in it with the ripples, and for a moment she couldn't sense anything different.

He looked up and said, "Stop keeping me in suspense, have you figured something out?"

“I can see a little, but I’m not sure,” Nan Chen said, pointing to the stream. “Look at the sand on both sides of the stream. It’s very dry. It feels like the stream just appeared and hasn’t had time to soak the ground on both sides yet. If the stream had been formed for a long time, the ground on both sides would definitely have some moisture, but there is none of that.”

“Not only that,” Nan Chen continued, “look closer, there are no traces of water flowing on the ground on both sides of the river. It gives me the feeling that this stream just appeared.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Lan stared at the stream again.

But the stream was flowing continuously, and upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see the stream water constantly soaking into the sandy land on both sides of the stream.

From this perspective, it seems that this stream really has just appeared.

“I don’t know if you’ve ever heard the saying, ‘There’s always something fishy going on when things seem unusual,’” Nan Chen said. “But I think it’s a bit too much of a coincidence that we found this stream so soon after we arrived here, and it’s a newly appeared stream at that. So, does this mean that someone has diverted the stream here?”

"This..." Wang Lan pondered for a moment and said, "Isn't your idea a bit too far-fetched?"

He felt that while Nan Chen's deduction wasn't entirely without merit, it was perhaps a bit too imaginative.

"Whether it's wishful thinking or not, let's put that aside for now. But the sudden appearance of this stream doesn't make sense, either in theory or in practice. Why don't we follow the stream upstream? We're aimless anyway, so we might as well give it a shot. What if something unexpected happens?"

Wang Lan thought for a moment and nodded.

After all, we couldn't tell which way was which in this place, so we could only take it one step at a time.

After a brief discussion, the two walked upstream along the stream. Perhaps it was this brief exchange that made Nan Chen less wary of Wang Lan, and the distance between them shortened considerably as they walked.

“It seems your conclusion is correct,” Wang Lan said as they walked. “The sand on both sides of this stream is significantly wetter than before, so it seems that the stream has indeed just appeared.”

"If this water is flowing, then if we keep going upstream, we might still have some hope of leaving this place."

"Hmm?" Wang Lan asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Nan Chen thought for a moment and said, "We were thrown down from the sky, right? And we were thrown into the water. When we woke up, we had already been swept away by the river for who knows how far. After that, we passed through the forest and the grass, and kept moving relatively horizontally. But if we go upstream with this stream, maybe we can get out!"

"I hope so," Wang Lan nodded. "Anyway, I'm fed up with going back and forth in this unfamiliar place."

Nan Chen glanced at Wang Lan but didn't say anything.

The two walked along the stream, and saw that the stream became wider and the current became faster as they went upstream. It seemed that the yellow sand all over the place was constantly eroding the stream. There were more and more strange rocks, and their shapes became more and more varied. Looking at it, it gave people a feeling of myriad forms.

Wang Lan shook the dust off his clothes.

It seemed that the further upstream you went, the more yellow sand there was, and you could even feel the sand hitting your nose when you breathed it in.

Nan Chen squinted, her vision obstructed by the swirling yellow sand. The sand kept blowing into her eyes, and when she rubbed them, she saw that her tears had mixed the sand into mud on her fingers.

Nan Chen frowned and sighed, but then he heard a "ripping" sound from the side. Nan Chen turned his head and saw Wang Lan tear off a corner of her clothes and hand it to him.

Nan Chen was taken aback, then heard Wang Lan say, "What are you staring at? Take it!"

Nan Chen asked, puzzled, "What's this?"

Wang Lan said "Oh", and then said, "There's so much yellow sand, it's inevitable that some will get into your nose. Here, use this to wipe your nose."

Nan Chen: "......"

Despite the good intentions, why does it feel so strange?

Nan Chen took the hem of the garment and turned around.

She gently placed it on the tip of her nose, and then a loud bang rang out behind her.

"Sizzle—"

Nan Chen: “(′⊙ω⊙`)”

A moment later, she turned around, looked at Wang Lan whose nose was red, coughed awkwardly, and said, "I'm fine now."

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