There is a Yadan landform area in the west of the desert arctic, which is all made of sandstone, and the people here call it "Devil's City".

The "Devil's City" is not a city of ghosts in the superficial sense, but a sound similar to the howling of ghosts in the Nine Hidden Underworlds here day and night, and people who pass by here will be frightened and flee if they don't understand the reason.

In fact, this is a unique wind-eroded landform, which has been eroded by the wind for many years, which is why it has created a stone town with strange shapes and strange rocks.

The so-called ghost cry is nothing more than a sound made by the wind after passing through the intricate passages inside.

If you look at it from above, you will find that this "Devil's City" is like a castle standing majestically in the vast desert of the Gobi.

This castle is like pavilions and pavilions, smoke and rain buildings, and like the city corridor street, Rakshasa treasure hall, the overall pattern is varied. Gorgeous and colorful, like a dreamy labyrinth world.

If people who enter this place for the first time are not familiar with the geographical structure, they will definitely get lost here, and the sound of the wind here will make people hallucinate, and in the long run, the mental and physical strength will be exhausted, and finally die, turning into a handful of loess and staying here.

Therefore, if you go deep into this city, you will find that there are many skeletons scattered in the passages inside, including human corpses and the bones of demon beasts that can't get out of this place by mistake.

Most of these bones have been treated by the wind and sand and have become stone-like beings.

The area spanned and the height of this naturally formed castle is beyond people's imagination. It is like a hollowed-out mountain peak condensed in the west of the desert, looking from a distance, it looks like a towering honeycomb into the clouds, and it looks like an intricate giant ant nest.

Somewhere in the castle there is a mountain that resembles a semi-recumbent giant wolf, with the wolf's head raised high in the sky and roaring.

Above the wolf's head, there is an old man standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the bright starry sky from afar, giving people the illusion of an immortal looking at the road.

At a closer look, he suddenly felt that the old man's eyebrows were wrinkled into a line, and the hand holding the cane was trembling slightly.

"The Celestial Wolf Becomes ...... Sirius Becomes ...... It's been a thousand years, my clan has been guarding here for a thousand years, and today we finally see the end!" the old man muttered to himself, tears in his eyes.

This person is the patriarch of the Xing family, the grandfather of Xingjingling, and the star who is known as the first big man in Mobei.

No one thought that the number one Kou who once frightened the heroes of Mobei had reached his old age.

No matter how gorgeous you are, you can't withstand the intrusion of the years after all. The rivers and lakes are easy to grow old, the heroes are late, and how many heroes are all laughing and talking, becoming a speck of history.

Beneath this high mountain, there is an open area, brightly lit, and countless noises overflow from below, through the layers of night, to the depths of the endless starry sky.

The square is surrounded by countless boys and girls, the men are shirtless, showing their strong muscles, and their skin is the same color as the yellow sand under their feet, which is the most essential symbol of human beings born in this soil. The woman is dressed in a light gauze skirt, her willow-like waist is constantly swaying in the night, and the bells are tied around her ankles, which make a crisp sound every time she moves.

A roaring bonfire was lit in the middle, and all the boys and girls danced around the bonfire, and each person's face and arm were painted with patterns of the local purple soul grass juice born in the desert.

At this time, everyone has faded the brocade silk clothes they wear on weekdays and returned to their most primitive form.

Men and women held hands, jumping around the bonfire, singing words in their mouths, the bodies of boys and girls continued to twist with the rhythm of the words, and the yellow sand seemed to join them at this time, and every time they walked, countless gravels splashed from under their feet, reflecting the dim light of the fire, and the whole clearing was also in a fog at this time, just like the beginning of chaos when the heavens and the earth first opened, and everything returned to the primitive.

"Boom ......" With the sound of two drums, the boys and girls danced more violently, and by the bonfire in the middle, a strong man with a beast bone mask held a gilded broadsword, making various movements with a hideous face, and beside him was a crouching camel.

“... O wolf god, bless us, the mountains will not be crossed, the mountains and rivers will not fall, and your subjects will always honor you! We will salute you with a glass of wine......" The strong man with the hideous beast bone mask picked up a pot of wine and poured it into his mouth with his head to the sky.

The surrounding singing rang out again: "Your subjects toast you......"

When the strong man heard this, he suddenly erupted towards the bonfire in the middle, and in an instant, a tongue of fire appeared in the night sky.

"The wolf god, protect our ancestors and grandchildren, be your servants for generations, and worship your ......"

The drums became more and more dense, the rhythm of the singing became faster and faster, and the movements of the boys and girls around them became bright and deep with the drums.

The strong man in the middle squirted several pots of wine into the bonfire one after another, and the tongue of fire continued to burn with alcohol.

Finally, a magical scene appeared, and a fire wolf appeared above the bonfire.

At this moment, the drumming and singing stopped abruptly, and everyone knelt on the ground, their foreheads only touching the yellow sand on the ground, and their hands forward.

Only the strong man in the middle was still standing, as if everyone around him was kneeling down to him.

He was the only one who was still dancing, and when the fire wolf appeared, he did not hesitate to stab the gilded knife in his hand into the chest of the camel crouching beside him, and the camel died peacefully without making a sound.

It can be seen that the strong man is fast and accurate.

He picked up the blood-stained gilded knife in his hand and knelt beside the fire wolf with a pious gesture.

After just a few breaths, the fire wolf gradually disappeared, and finally only the bonfire was left to burn on its own.

"Al Tashi!" the strong man suddenly jumped up and roared into the sky.

"Al Tashi!"

"Al Tashi!"

......

The boys and girls around them also cheered heartily at this time.

......

Xingchen looked at the people who were in a revelry below, then at Sirius in the distance, and sighed helplessly, as if in this moment, he had been relieved.

At this moment, another figure appeared behind him, also an old man, but this person was not at all like the stars, there was no trace of old age, and he looked like he was fifty or sixty years old, and his two eyes were full of energy, and it was not an exaggeration to describe him as old and strong.

"Big brother, you are here!" The person who spoke was the third largest Kou Xingtu in Mobei, the direct grandfather of Xingjingling.

The three brothers Xingchen, Xingyu and Xingtu have made a name for themselves in Mobei since they were in their prime, and then they became famous in the empire.

The empire mentioned here is the Shengyuan Empire and its leader Tianyan Empire, after all, Mobei is sandwiched between the two empires, and the three major Kou are the kings here, so the forces of the two countries naturally dare not easily provoke this local snake.

It's strange to say, the age difference between the three brothers is an interesting thing, Xingchen who is the eldest is twenty years older than Xingyu who is the second, and Xingyu is ten years older than Xingtu, the age difference between the three brothers is exactly decreasing by multiples.

The personalities of the three brothers are also different, the eldest Xingchen is mature, does not panic in case of trouble, and follows the rules; the second Xingyu has a jealous and hateful personality, is not restrained, and does whatever he wants; the old Sanxingtu is gentle and elegant, does not like to dance and play with swords, and is more like a scholar.

"Did you find the jingle?" said Xingchen as he slowly turned to look at the star map.

"I've sent someone to look for it, and I haven't found it yet!" Xingtu said as he looked at the old man in front of him, with a respectful look on his face.

"No need to look for it!

Xingtu was startled, he didn't understand what Xingchen meant by this, and he was about to ask, but he heard Xingchen say again.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to come back!" Xingchen slowly walked towards the other side of the mountain on crutches.

"Come with me!"

Xingtu's words reached his throat and swallowed again, he always felt that his eldest brother was a little unusual tonight, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, but he still followed the stars and slowly blended into the darkness......