Changtian thought for a while and said, "Yes." ”

There was an answer from outside the door, and then a series of orders were passed down, and soon the convoy turned around.

At this time, Ning Xiaoxian had already sat back in place, and looked at her with a smile: "What, don't you want to do your homework?"

"Where!" the golden flame in his eyes burned her face. Ning Xiaoxian laughed dryly, "Isn't this coming to the place soon?"

Sure enough, the convoy stopped after only two quarters of an hour, presumably the "empty city" mentioned by Shopkeeper Yang had arrived.

She lifted the curtain and walked out, and as far as she could see, it was indeed an abandoned human town. This city was built on the edge of a high cliff, and when mortals stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down, they could only see that it was pitch black, and they could not see the bottom. It stands to reason that this location does not meet the feng shui requirements of "Tibetan wind gathering", but if you look at the nearby terrain, you can see why the city was chosen here in the first place - it is surrounded by mountains, and there is indeed only such a small flat land suitable for human habitation.

Walking inside, you can see that the streets are in disrepair, the weeds grow taller than people, and you can see leaky houses in the grass. Their arrival did not know what creatures were disturbed, and there was a stir in the grass, as if a small animal had been frightened and ran away.

However, she was careful and soon noticed that the street through which the convoy passed was sparsely weeded and often crushed by hooves, and it was clear that there were often convoys passing here.

The motorcade stopped at the door of a dilapidated inn, and when I looked up, only half of the sign on the lintel remained, and I could vaguely make out the word "blessed" written on it.

Shopkeeper Yang sent someone in to clean up, and then invited Changtian and the others upstairs. Ning Xiaoxian went in and looked around. It was found that the dust here was not thick. According to Shopkeeper Yang, this small city was still bustling with people decades ago, and later the fight between the two immortal sects affected mortals. It has also been transformed into a ghost town in the midst of the war, and the surviving residents have left this sad place to find another place to live.

Because it is located on the main road, caravans often inhabit this small town, and everyone thinks that the word "ghost town" is too unlucky, so it is changed to "empty city".

Ning Xiaoxian smiled: "It's scary to hear the name, there have been deaths here." Isn't there anything like a ghost realm?"

In this convoy, only Shopkeeper Yang knew the identities of the two of them, and Mo looked at her as if she was on the side at the moment, but she was one of the masters of the Ba Snake Forest. So naturally, it is respectful and answers: "That's not true." We have been in business for more than ten years, and we have passed through the empty city when we returned. It's just that the wind blows through the canyon after nightfall, and it's like a ghost crying, but it's actually very safe. Supposedly, a lot of people died here. But after the incident, there were many heavenly masters. Even if there were ghosts, they would have been caught a long time ago, and they would not have stayed until today. ”

His answer was reasonable, Ning Xiaoxian nodded, and did not ask any more.

Although this convoy was under the guise of the Fuyao Immortal Sect, it was an honest business on weekdays, and the fruits shipped to the Qi Nan Sect were indeed transported from the place of origin. If the Qi Nan Sect was suspicious and went to investigate in person, he would find out that the convoy was indeed owned by the Fuyao Immortal Sect, and the owner of the convoy was indeed the only son of the head. The reason is also very simple - the Fuyao Immortal Sect took the initiative to take refuge in the hidden stream as early as two years ago. It's just that it still maintains its independence from the outside world.

Dou Er is careful and knows the truth of many people's mouths. Therefore, the true identity of the two Changtian is only known to his henchman Yang in this team.

After the shopkeeper Yang received the news, his legs were about to weaken, and he couldn't wait to take out 120,000 distractions to entertain the top boss of this top boss and the owner of the snake forest.

At this moment, there was another commotion outside. Ning Xiaoxian looked from the second floor, but the second caravan entered the empty city.

The scale of this team is not as large as that of the Fuyao Immortal Sect, and the whole team has about forty carts. In this barren mountain and wilderness, no one wanted to make trouble, so the people in charge of the two teams greeted each other, and the new team found another inn in the county and settled down.

Soon, the smell of food came from the kitchen - the peasants usually ate only two meals a day, breakfast and lunch, and the caravans camped early after nightfall, so although they also had two meals a day, they were arranged for breakfast and dinner. De Yang's shopkeeper instructed the cook in the car to open a small stove for the owner before setting up a big pot of rice for others.

Shopkeeper Yang personally brought over a meat filling with tiger skin chili, a roasted plum meat that was fragrant on the outside and tender on the inside, and vegetarian dumplings made of wild shepherd's cabbage that was picked by the poor.

The dishes were served in fine white porcelain bowls and served with gold-filled ivory chopsticks. In this barren mountain and wilderness, no one was so particular about it, and everyone even ate in tin and iron lunch boxes, which were washed and washed casually after eating, and thrown into the package, which could not be damaged or pressed. Ning Xiaoxian admired Shopkeeper Yang a little, and he didn't know where he took out these fine porcelain, so it can be seen that he put a lot of effort into it.

Shopkeeper Yang was also worried in his heart, what he was thinking about was not stammering Changtian or Ning Xiaoxian, but fearing that these two would not be satisfied.

Changtian naturally didn't pay attention to his careful thoughts. With his cultivation, he has long thought about eating and drinking in the mortal world, and now he only moves the chopsticks, which can be regarded as eating two bites with Ning Xiaoxian.

When the two nobles were eating, the cook was not idle, and he was quick to cook for the others. This time, it was much more casual, but he set up a large pot to boil water, put down the fried flour, hard jerky, pickled vegetables, and a dozen or so fresh mushrooms picked on the road in a pot and stewed.

Both of them have excellent ear skills, and they can hear the cook scolding as he moves, scolding the team that passed by here before for "not being on the road".

It turns out that in places like the empty city, which must be passed by and no one takes care of it, most of the chambers of commerce will leave some rice, flour and firewood in the kitchen and warehouse for the use of latecomers. When the caravans run out, they will be replenished according to this rule. It's not that everyone has the spirit of Lei Feng, but it's convenient for others and for themselves, so that one day there will be an urgent shortage of time?

As the rain continued like today, there should have been dry firewood in the warehouse, but the shopkeeper Yang sent someone to see it, but there were only a few dry firewood left. Obviously, the last time the caravan left here, it was too unkind.

The meal was only halfway through when the leader of the caravan on the opposite side came over to say hello.

Taking advantage of the camping point to contact and liaise with each other, this is also very common between caravans, so Shopkeeper Yang is also very familiar with him, and he looks like he is talking happily, and everyone knows that the caravan on the opposite side belongs to another Xiaoxian faction, Qingyao faction. All conversations had to find a common topic, so the topic of the two quickly changed from asking each other about the background to unanimously spitting on the caravan that passed by here not long ago - in the inn opposite, the rice and flour were also used up, and there was no supplement.

The leader of the other party is also a good person, and after chatting a few words and looking at the atmosphere of the Fuyao caravan, he knew that he was not very welcome here, so he left quickly after greeting him.

This is also the reason why the size of the two caravans is not small. Otherwise, if the Fuyao caravan only has a dozen or so cars, the other party may draw his sword and become a bandit after exploring the truth. This is not uncommon on the Southern Ganbu Continent. When Ning Xiaoxian followed the Yunhu caravan to business, he knew that most of the people in this team never left their weapons, and they usually went to business, and occasionally did not mind making a cameo appearance as a bandit.

The sound of the rain is monotonous.

Changtian had always been very strict with her cultivation, so by the time she completed all the requirements, it was already the end of the hour (nine o'clock in the evening), and the sky outside the inn was as dark as ink. Ning Xiaoxian yawned, lazily took his lover as a pillow, and slowly fell asleep under the hypnotization of the rain outside the window.

……

In a daze, a human voice from outside woke her up from her dream. She rubbed her eyes and found that she was still encircled in Changtian's arms, he lowered his head slightly, his face was indifferent, and he was obviously not interested in what was happening outside.

"Why is it suddenly noisy outside?" The voice that had just woken up from sleep, soft and hoarse, made his heart itch, and he couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and scratch her tender face.

"A man from outside the empty city rushed in for help, saying that his convoy had accidentally fallen off a cliff. ”

She let out a soft "ah" and listened intently for a while before she said, "I seem to have heard the sound of carriages and horses?"

"Qing Yao, who lived in the inn opposite, sent a caravan and sent half a team of people out to look for it. ”

She was slightly stunned: "They are so kind?" When the other party's team leader came over to make a noise, she glanced upstairs. That person has a dull face, and does not seem to have a loyal and enthusiastic character, how can he lend a helping hand when he encounters a colleague in distress?

According to the man who came to ask for help, his caravan was carrying jasmine oil and ivory, as well as hundreds of catties of tea. His voice was flat and straightforward, not even with the slightest disdain.

An ant-like creature, where is it worth his slightest emotion?

Ning Xiaoxian smiled. No wonder Qing Yao sent a caravan to save people in the dark, it turned out that the wrecked team's goods were too valuable. Jasmine oil and ivory are all in-demand goods, if the hundreds of catties of tea are wrapped well and not damp, then at least more than 100,000 taels of silver can be retrieved this time.

While the two were talking, Shopkeeper Yang also came upstairs to ask for instructions: "God...... Boss, should we send a team to save people?" If it was only Lord Shenjun here, he wouldn't even have the idea of talking more. However, I heard that the hostess was kind-hearted, and perhaps could not bear to see death without help, so she still came up to ask the opinions of the two lords.

Before Changtian could speak, Ning Xiaoxian said first: "Who is the person who came to ask for help, and how did you tell everyone?"

Shopkeeper Yang said: "That person claimed to be surnamed Xu and his name was Jingming. Tonight his caravan missed the night, and also wanted to live in this empty city, but the rain did not stop for a few days, and they came to the winding mountain road, the rock wall collapsed, and most of the convoy was smashed into the bottom of the cliff, only a few people survived, and were also injured. So he came here to bring in the rescuers. ”

"He's wounded?"

"Yes. There were a few abrasions, and there were several cuts on the door of the head. (To be continued......)