Cen Xiyan and the others rode horses for a day and a half gallop and arrived at a small city called Abdart.

The closer it is to the southwestern region, the more mixed the young ethnic groups become, and this small city is a multi-ethnic mixed town.

Different ethnic groups have different customs and taboos, in order to avoid the recurrence of incidents similar to the last time Zhao Er destroyed the tree burial and angered the Yi tribe, Cen Xiyan solemnly warned Mo Junxuan and others.

"There are many ethnic groups here, there are many taboos, and everyone should not have conflicts with the locals, and it is best not to go out at night!"

When Cen Xiyan said this, his eyes focused on scanning Mo Junxuan, Chen Yuan and the others a few times.

Mo Junxuan also remembered the stupid thing Zhao Er made last time, Jun's face couldn't help but turn red, and he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, and said in a stiff voice: "Follow the wind, please rest assured, we will definitely not make that kind of mistake again." ”

Jin Muchen didn't participate in the last action, and when he saw Mo Junxuan's look and tone, he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, but he didn't ask more.

"Let's go." Cen Xiyan nodded, took the lead in dismounting, and led the horse into the city.

Others followed.

At this moment, it was already evening, and after entering the city, Ning Zhiyuan found an inn and booked a guest room.

Although the location of this inn is a little out of the way, it is clean and spacious.

The boss seemed to be quite familiar with Ning Zhiyuan, Cen Xiyan and others, and came over to say hello warmly.

"A few guests, long time no see."

Cen Xiyan smiled slightly and responded: "Uncle Ngawang, I haven't seen you for a long time, looking at your ruddy complexion, your body is still so good." ”

There are a lot of business contacts in the west of Yuanyinmen, and most of the people in the door who enter Abdart live in this inn, and they are naturally a little familiar with the boss.

The boss's chubby face was full of smiles, "Thanks to the blessings of a few old customers, the days are leisurely, the old man, my body is naturally quite tough, I have asked the guy to prepare hot water, a few guests go to freshen up, the mutton stewed in the kitchen is almost ready." ”

"Remember to have a few jars of good wine!" Cen Xiyan instructed.

"Great!" Ngawang agreed.

Everyone went back to wash and change their clothes.

When I returned to the lobby, Boss Ngawang had already ordered a table of mutton, hu cakes, and various local specialties.

Naturally, there are two jars of good home-brewed rice wine.

After they had eaten and drunk, they went back to their rooms to rest.

……

At night, the melodious sound of the flute sounded again......

The sound of the flute seemed to be not far from their inn, but if you look closely, you can't find out which direction the sound of the flute came from......

This time, Cen Xiyan did not play the flute and sing in unison with the sound of the flute, she lay on the bed, her hands pillowed under the back of her head, her legs folded, one foot crossed, and her little white jade-like feet swayed with the melody of the flute.

In the end, she fell asleep with the melodious and lingering sound of the flute......

But in this inn, there are people who can't sleep.

Mo Junxuan's handsome face was dark, and he walked around his room with his hands behind his back.

This annoying sound of the flute, why does it linger! I followed all the way here!

Eventually, he couldn't bear it anymore and went out of the room, wanting to meet the flute man for a while, but when he stood in the courtyard, he found that he couldn't tell which direction the flute sound came from!

This feeling of frustration distracted him, and he stood in the yard for a long time, not knowing what he should do next.

"Third son, it's so late, you haven't rested yet?" Jin Muchen also walked out, stood beside Mo Junxuan, and asked.

Mo Junxuan shook his head and said, "I haven't been sleepy yet, come out to breathe." ”

Jin Muchen hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I don't know if this man is intentional or coincidental, he actually met here again!" If so...... I don't know if it's coming at us, or if it's ...... Coming for someone else? ”

Mo Junxuan's face was even more ugly, and he said angrily, "How do I know!" Then he walked to his door, "It's not early, I'll go back and rest!" ”

Jin Muchen looked at Mo Junxuan's back, and his eyebrows were raised high.

What about the non-drowsiness that is good? What about being able to breathe?? He even said he was leaving???

He was now very sure that His Royal Highness Prince Shuo was not normal, and the reason for the abnormality came from the man, as well as ...... The boy who followed the wind......

Jin Muchen's handsome face showed a thoughtful expression, and there was also a little bit of entanglement.

Lord Wang...... It can't be what he thinks......

No, no! It should be that he thinks too much! Let's hope he's thinking too much......

In the other room, Cangqing did not fall asleep either.

He sat at the table of the Eight Immortals, and on that table was a jar of rice wine, a large wine bowl.

He was pouring wine into his stomach bowl after bowl, and he had a posture of not getting drunk and not stopping.

It's a pity that with the amount of alcohol he drinks, he can't get drunk with a jar of rice wine......

……

Early in the morning, everyone gathered in the lobby.

Boss Ngawang has asked the guy to prepare a steaming meal.

"Uncle Ngawang, are our mounts and supplies ready?" Ning Zhiyuan asked Ngawang Dao.

Ngawang smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's all ready for a few guests!" ”

"I'm tired of Uncle Ngawang." Ning Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"Where's it, this is your old customer taking care of my business!"

After everyone finished eating, packed their bags and prepared to set off, they found that their means of transportation had changed again!

The horses they had ridden were stored at the inn, and then they were replaced by tall and mighty Bactrian camels!

And those camels were all in bags with huge water bladders, cakes, dried meat and other food, as well as tents and other supplies!

Chen Yuan's eyes widened and he said, "Why do you want to change this mount?" Isn't it faster to ride a horse? ”

Cen Xiyan opened his mouth lightly and explained: "Out of Abdalt, a short distance to the west, you will enter a Gobi region, which is hot, water-scarce, and has little vegetation, and ordinary horses can't last long in this environment. ”

She stretched out her hand and patted the camel next to her, and continued: "This kind of camel is the usual means of transportation used by the locals, food and water are stored in the hump, they can last for several days without drinking water or eating, in the Gobi and desert areas, it is much more convenient than horses." ”

When Jin Muchen heard this, he couldn't help but admire: "Brother Suifeng is really extraordinary!" ”

Cen Xiyan said lightly: "We are people from the rivers and lakes, and we go south and north to beg for life, and we naturally have to know some of the customs and common sense of various places." ”

Then he took the camel and said to them, "It is not too early, let us go out of the city." ”