"It's finally here!"

A caravan covered in wind and sand appeared in front of a thousand-year-old city, and everyone looked at the destination happily, feeling that this journey was really not easy.

Herchen nodded to signal the procession to stop, and drove the camels alone to the outside of the moat in front of the ancient city.

"Herchen velvet embroidery, return!"

The high and loud voice spread towards the gateless ancient city.

Parlan opened the door of his carriage and looked at Abba in front of him, sitting on his camel and standing still, but the voice echoed over and over again over the ancient city, as if someone was repeating Abba's words and reporting the news to the people in the city.

For a while, there was no reaction from the ancient city, so that Parlan Juedu Abba was going crazy?

Suddenly, the ancient city rattled, and Parran's eyes widened slowly, what did she see?

The ancient city moved!

A slender arm seemed to stretch out from the front of the dusty wall, reaching in front of Helchen, and Parland was directly behind him, unable to see what Abba had handed over, and then the arm retracted.

What an amazing sight!

How can an ancient city be able to move like a person?

Where did she get married?

But before she could finish her surprise, something more strange happened.

The ancient city actually opened a hole of its own, and a road into the city was rolled out from it, connecting the insurmountable chasm!

An ancient chant slowly sounded in the ancient city, and the voice was confused, "My soul returns, the hometown of my heart!" My soul is longing, and I am melancholy in my dreams! My soul is at peace, and I will step on my homeland again! My soul wishes, and I will die here! ”

Parranmu stared blankly at his car and was dragged onto the bridge?

Forgot to close his mouth, forgot his previous fear, and even forgot to see if Abba in the back had entered the city

More than a dozen extra-long pack carts entered the ancient city by themselves under the traction of camels, and only a cadre of caravans was left outside, and Herchen looked at the slowly closed mouth with some astringency and redness in his eyes.

Wiping the mist that was about to condense into drops in his eyes, he swallowed his throat a few times, and then turned the camel with astringency, and sang loudly, "My soul returns, the hometown of my heart!" My soul is longing, and I am melancholy in my dreams! ”

The men in the caravan also turned around, kicking and stepping along with the tune, dissipating in the wind and sand.

"Where's my Abba?"

Parland finally came to his senses from the blank state of being dragged forward by no one all the way, looking at the frames around him for some reason.

Looking at these strangely dressed men, women and children in front of him, all of them were thin, and they obviously looked like they often couldn't eat enough, worse than the inferior poor people in Hulan City, and the disgust in Parlan's heart was irrepressible on his face.

For such an obvious disgusted look, the crowd who had come to greet them enthusiastically was silent for a moment, and an old man coughed twice and walked out of the crowd, "Parlan velvet embroidery? ”

This girl doesn't seem to want to marry!

"Humph!" Parlan looked at the lean old man in front of him, wearing a coarse cloth shirt, with his sleeves rolled up high, his hands and forearms were covered with mud, not to mention his lower body, he didn't have a pair of shoes, and his bare feet were covered with grass clippings, so he casually sent an old servant to receive him, "I ask you, where is my Abba?" ”

"Why didn't my Abba go into town?"

"Where is your lord?"

"Where's the patriarch?"

"And my husband?"

"Why didn't anyone pick me up?"

A series of scathing questions made the originally silent crowd collectively frown and look at this girl who didn't know etiquette, how could such a girl be worthy of the future heir of their velvet embroidery clan?

The old man's face is not very good-looking, although their velvet embroidery family lives freely, but they are very clear about the old and the young. Disrespecting the predecessors and disrespecting the elders is the most disgusting existence.

I didn't expect Herchen's girl to be so good!

I felt a little remorseful in my heart, I shouldn't have watched Herchen run around for the clan for many years, and he sacrificed his grandson! That child is the hope of their clan, and it would be a pity if it was ruined because of marital discord!

His face sank, and he said to a woman behind him, "Send her back first!" "Let's calm this girl down first.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The woman saluted in a regular manner, ordered the two women beside her, and found that the bad old man in front of her was the old patriarch of the velvet embroidery clan and her future husband's grandfather, Parlan, who was about to leave.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing!"

"You are presumptuous, I am the niece of King Hulan, if you treat me like this, my uncle will not let you go!"

"Old patriarch, let them let me go!"

"Don't think that my maidservants have been robbed by sand thieves, just look down on me, I still have a large dowry, enough for you to eat for several years!"

“”

Everyone present looked at a young man behind the old patriarch with black lines on his face, the same mud and barefoot and shirtless, his eyes were full of sympathy!

That man was the grandson of the old patriarch, Hadir, a name that symbolized the future heir of the almighty!

Feeling the eyes around him, Hadir walked out and supported his grandfather, "Didn't you say that there are still a lot of dowries?" ”

The depressed old patriarch Kanji glanced at his grandson with some apologies, hoping that he would not complain about himself in the future!

"Let's go, let's see!"

On more than a dozen extended pack trucks, full of deep boxes, Kanji waved his hand to let the men around unload!

It took more than an hour for more than 100 boxes to be moved, and the men wiped a handful of sweat, "What a heavy box!" ”

When the box was opened, the women gathered around and said, "Why are there so many gems?" ”

The old patriarch blinked, stepped forward a few steps and pulled the gems full of various small particles inside, wondering, what does Herchen mean? What are you doing with so many useless things to the clan?

Well?

The texture in this

Old Kanji looked at the powder sticking to his hands, and suddenly licked his dirty fingers with his tongue, and said with a smile, "Quick, get a big basin and pack up this salt, we have salt!" ”

"What? Is this salt? ”

"Really?"

Several men wanted to reach out to touch the gem, but were stopped by the women next to them, "Oh, put away your dirty hands, what are you going to do after you get the salt dirty?" ”

"Hmph, the patriarch's hand is more" The man who was beaten snorted in a low voice.

Old Kanji slapped the man on the back and interrupted the guy's complaint, "Stop talking nonsense, quickly put it up first!" ”

The beaten man was still unconvinced, and muttered jealously, "Herchen actually knows how to make salt into gems, and this kid has grown!" ”

"Gee, is this box wet? How did it all melt? It's glued together! A man pointed to another box of gems in surprise.

"Anyway, it's not bad, just boil it again!" A woman leaned over and looked at it, and said unconcernedly.

"How so?"

The old patriarch walked over at a staggered step and picked up a large piece of gems and jade that were glued together, and his hands were indeed sticky.

How so?

In front of everyone, Old Kanji suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked the gem, and then laughed heartily out loud

(To be continued.) )