The wind and sand outside the gate are raging, often the sun is not seen during the day, there is always a gray fog, Wu Ye can sort out a handful of sand from his hair every day, usually when the wind is strong, he doesn't even dare to say much, one mouth, the wind and sand pour straight into his mouth, at this time Wu Ye understands what it means to drink water and have no teeth.

Bai Luo sighed while walking, saying that there was green grass here, clear water and blue sky, and he couldn't imagine that in just ten years, the sea would be vicissitudes and yellow sand.

Most of the caravan people crossed the Horse Mountain and stayed in a local town to settle down, and now only a dozen people such as Bai Luo and Wu Ye changed camels to continue westward.

Every night when Wu Ye rested, he could shake off half a catty of yellow sand from his body, and he didn't know why Bai Luo chose to continue westward, there were no goods on these camels, they were all daily necessities for trekking in the desert, and there was a desert ahead, what commodities could be exchanged in this barren and barren land?

After three days of marching on the edge of the desert, a dozen people arrived at the first gathering area of foreign tribes, which was close to a large desert oasis, mainly inhabited by Huns, but also mixed with many Qiang and Di people, Bai Luo frowned, this phenomenon of multi-ethnic mixing had never been seen in the past.

These ethnic minorities have a strong sense of possession of their own living areas, even if they are different tribes of the same race, they will not easily let each other enter their territory, let alone people of other nationalities, what is the reason for these three ethnic groups that are already incompatible with each other to come together.

These people all had a tired look on their faces from a long journey, and they didn't show much attention to the arrival of Bai Luo and Wu Ye, who were from the Central Plains, each holding their own felt cloth, doing nothing, as if everything in the outside world didn't matter to them.

Bai Luo asked these people for information in proficient Xiongnu language, and many of them turned their heads indifferently and ignored them.

Until she asked an old Hun woman, the old woman's sloppy eyes suddenly turned, and she said in surprise: "Is it Miss Bailuo?" ”

Bai Luo also recognized the old woman in front of him with a scorched face and even rotting, and said, "Mrs. Gema, why are you here?" What's wrong with your eyes? ”

Mrs. Gemma's blind eyes seemed to be a little moist, and she choked up and said, "The tribe has suffered a catastrophe, and we have escaped. ”

"What?!" Bai Luo became nervous. "What the hell is going on, Granny Gemma, tell me quickly."

Mrs. Gema shook her head and said, "I don't know what happened, my face was like a fire that night, and I was blind without seeing anything, and it was Master Darlow who ran out with me." ”

Bai Luo asked, "Lord Darlow is also here?" Where is he? ”

Mrs. Gemma groped on the ground, determined her direction by the stones on the ground, pointed to the west and said, "There, there is a tent with blue cloth on the west side, and Lord Darlow is there."

Bai Luo asked Mrs. Gemma to give some food and water, and walked towards Lord Darlow's tent by himself.

Wu Ye followed Bai Luo into the patriarch's tent.

Bai Luo saw Lord Darlo with a sad face and shouted, "Lord Darlow, I didn't expect to meet you here, what happened?" ”

The patriarch known as Lord Darlow sat on a blanket woven with intricate patterns, his complexion dark, his skin rough from years of desert life, his face as strong and strong as the wrinkles carved by the wind, and especially his eyes, as if they would never be confused, and would always find answers.

Lord Daluo was quite surprised to see Bai Luo, raised his hand to beckon Bai Luo to sit down, and said, "I didn't expect to meet the descendants of our warriors who went out of the desert here." ”

Bai Luo respectfully bowed to Lord Darlo and said, "Prophet Darlow, why did you move here with your people, and why are there other foreigners living together?" ”

Darlow's gaze crossed to Bailuo and said sadly, "The land where our ancestors lived is being reclaimed by the gods, and we are not allowed to migrate here. ”

Bai Luo asked, "What does it mean to be taken back by God?" ”

Darlow shook his head and said, "The oasis there has changed into a desert overnight, all kinds of ferocious animals have appeared, and the legend has it that Qiqi, who was banished to the west by the Yellow Emperor, has also reappeared, in order to save the lives of the people, I can only flee here with everyone." Along the way, we were constantly attacked by fierce beasts, and lost a large number of people. Later, exiles from the Qiang and Xiyi also came here, and we learned that the same thing was happening in their lands. ”

Bai Luo lost his voice and said: "Poor Qi! Isn't it a legendary beast, how could it suddenly appear? ”

Darlow said helplessly: "The legend about Qiqi being expelled to the Western Desert by the Yellow Emperor has always been circulating, and I have heard a different story from the mouths of the prophets of the previous generation. ”

Bai Luo asked, "What story?" ”

After being silent for a moment, Darlo said slowly: "It is said that there were a total of four fierce beasts that were expelled by the Yellow Emperor back then, namely Gluttony, Chaos, Qiqi, and Han Qi

Later, he was expelled to the Four Directions of the Worst Evil Land, among which Qiqi was buried underground in the center of the vast desert in the west. Let it be scorched by the scorching sun all day long, and suffer from hunger and thirst, and it will never be liberated. ”

Bai Luo asked, "Then how did it escape the shackles?" ”

Darlow sighed: "The previous generation of prophets told me that in fact, these four murderers turned out to be the sons of several tribal leaders under the rule of the Yellow Emperor, who were originally fierce and greedy, and for some reason they all turned into non-human and non-beast monsters overnight, and after becoming monsters, they were able to spit fire and go to heaven and earth, and they relied on their obscenity to wreak havoc and loot, and finally angered the Yellow Emperor. ”

Bai Luo asked, "Turned into a monster that is neither human nor beast overnight?" This kind of legend is really a bit unbelievable. ”

Darlo looked at Bai Luo and said, "What if these are not legends? ”

Bai Luo fell silent.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked in from the outside and whispered to Prophet Darlow, "Prophet, the time for prayer has come. ”

Darlo apologized slightly to Bai Luo and Wu Ye and said, "It's time to pray to the gods again. Settle for yourselves. With that, Prophet Dharlow walked out of the tent, accompanied by his attendants. Bai Luo and Wu Ye followed behind.

Outside the tent was already full of kneeling people, all facing east, their foreheads on the ground, whispering prayers. Darlo came to a high platform, held his staff above his head, knelt down tremblingly to the east, and chanted prayers in the Xiongnu language, while the Qiang and Xiyi people around the platform were praying in their own languages, perhaps their gods were not the same, but their prayers were the same.