The city gate was opened, and the wind swept the sand from the city, and there was a sour smell of pickled fish and salted shrimp.

Getting closer and closer, everyone felt an unusual atmosphere, the seemingly majestic city wall, the paint has been peeled off, the open city gate is also crawling with dark green patina, the lookout platform and arrow tower on the city wall are empty, and the flags planted in the battlements have been blown into gray rags.......

Everyone stopped under the city wall, wondering if they had gone to the wrong place, when a voice suddenly said: "That's right, this is the old port of Nantang!"

Lian Du looked back and saw that it was Liu Shanru who spoke.

On the earth-gray city wall, there stood a few scrawny water storks, and when they saw these people approaching, their wings stretched out and wanted to fly. There are really two big characters on the top of the castle tower, which are buried by the wind and sand so that they can barely be seen clearly.

Lei Shunyun tried his best to make out the handwriting and shouted, "Nantang...... It should be the old port of Nantang that we are looking for. ”

"The route is not wrong. Lian Jue looked down at the winding silk lines on the jade silk of the sound transmission, turned his head to Liu Shanru on the side, and asked, "Mr. Liu, do you know here?"

"I also inquired about it after I arrived in the Holy River Valley. Liu Shanru lowered his head and smiled, and said eloquently: "This is the southern Xinjiang of the Holy River Basin, and Nantang is the most end-of-the-road city in Southern Xinjiang, but its name is not as good as before, and it is called the chess piece abandoned by the Holy River." ”

"Hmph, it's all in front of the bar, and I still listen to what he is talking about, Heizi and Baizi, just go in and take a look!" Mazi stared at Liu Shanru with a face and teased.

People who are both civil and military, often black and white, and inappropriate, if a person is only literate or martial, he is bound to be rejected by the other party, and the group of people with pockmarked faces and Liu Shanru are just at such an extreme, and the people on both sides have a duel and Lei Shunyun mediated in the middle, so as not to be too incompatible.

Everyone walked straight into the city gate, a depressing feeling came to the face, the scene in the city, as seen from outside the city wall, everywhere is the tall buildings that can pick up the stars, the towering palaces, and the ancient temples circling step by step........

However, the pavilions were gray and dusty, and the palaces were ruined, and almost every palace had collapsed in half, revealing the ruins and broken pillars, and even the roads were hastily paved with stones and sand, and there were stacks of firewood made of broken ships on the side of the road.

Even if it declines like this, every building in the city can still show the prosperity and style of the past, just between these glorious pavilions, thatched huts, cloth tents, and firewood huts are set up every three or five times, and some black and thin, silent men and women huddle behind the door, in the cracks of the curtains, looking at everyone with black and white eyes.......

The pockmarked face that chattered all the way was speechless now, and Lian Dudu's chest was blocked with a depressed feeling, and he looked down at the sound of the jade, and the jade silk instructed everyone to arrive in the old city of Nantang, and wanted to give the dart to a person called "Regular Guest".

"Regular customer?" Lei Shunyun whispered, "This is a pseudonym, right?"

"I guess, we should ask someone. Lian Du said, just as he turned his gaze to the scrawny refugee huddled in a tent by the side of the road, with bald teeth and hair, he still dismissed his thoughts.

"How can there be such a place in the Holy River Basin?" Yun Geyao muttered, and from the moment he stepped on the golden corridor, Yun Geyao didn't see the word "barren" appear in the dictionary of the Holy River Valley.

Crossing the main road into the city, the situation gradually improved, and there were many stalls in the middle of the street, drying dried fish, water cabbage and other salted food, and some half-used clothes and shoes. The stall owners guarded the stalls, and they didn't shout, but just shook their handkerchiefs and fanned the flies.

Seeing a group of dart masters coming, the stall owners' eyes lit up, and they shouted from afar: "Gentlemen, what are you going to buy? Look at this dried fish, you can eat it directly, quack crispy!"

Lian Du walked up and asked, "How do you sell it?"

The stall owner was a dark, thin, and somewhat short man, with a bandana wrapped around his head, and opened his mouth to say, "A Heavenly Spirit Stone!"

Although it is said that this is the money for asking for directions, it is too unbelievable to buy a little salted fish for a Tianling stone. Seeing Lian Du frowning, the stall owner smiled: "It's the first time you're here, right?"

Seeing the ridicule on the stall owner's face, there was still a bit of kindness, not like deliberately embarrassing people, maybe there was another hidden secret, and Lian Du said: "Big brother, a few of us are from the Longmen Dart Bureau, and it is indeed the first time to come here, and I don't know the rules of this place." ”

The stall owner wiped off his headscarf, wiped the sweat on his face, shook his head, and said: "Our rule here is that we don't charge money! Whatever you want to buy and what you know, you can exchange what you have, and we are not greedy, just give it to you, and use it." ”

Not only the duel, but the group of people behind the duel were stunned, originally thought it was a stall owner with a lion opening his mouth, but he didn't expect the rules here to be so strange, Mazi didn't believe in this evil, walked out with a smile, took out an earth spirit stone from his chest, slapped it on the stall with a "snap", and shouted: "This big brother, what kind of game do you play and treat money like dung? I'm a stubborn person, I have to pay for things, you can't take it!"

The stall owner pursed his lips, grabbed the earth spirit stone, threw it lightly, and kicked it far away.

The stall owner frowned and said, "Say, if you exchange things, it's the same if you go to other stalls." ”

Lian Du nodded, because of the many people, Lian Du didn't want to expose the treasure of the big face, so he put his hand into his sleeve and pretended to pull it out, took out some gloves, brushes and other small objects, and asked the stall owner: "Are these enough? A few of us are looking for a person here who often collects darts, do you know who the "regular customer" is?"

The stall owner put the things into the cloth bag and said: "I know, it's easy to find, our Nantang, just this big family, you go forward, and you see a house with a lot of people, and the word Houmen is written on it." In the past few years, anyone who came to deliver darts was sent to his house. ”

Lian thanked him and walked along the road with the others, and the closer he got to the stall owner's "Hou Gate", the more vendors, the homeless tents, and the more pedestrians in the street, and on both sides of the road there were more sturdy wooden houses, and even a few low houses made entirely of sand and shells.

"There are a lot of shells, and I haven't seen any water, and the sand is flying in the sky, and the old port is still there?" a dart master grunted.

"Isn't that water?" exclaimed one of the dart masters, pointing his hand.

Then they looked and saw a sapling planted in a row not far away, and behind the sapling, twenty fishing boats were neatly parked, and the fishing boats had no canopies or eaves, and the hull was also old, full of patches, and they were trapped on the reef beside the trees with ropes.

Behind the fishing boat, there is a half-dried pond, the pond is very wide as a whole, but most of it has dried up, revealing cracked wetlands, and a small half of the water is floating, floating with scattered water chestnut leaves and lotus leaves.