In the aristocratic district of Tucheng, the security at night is indeed very good. Except for special circumstances, such as now, He Ming spent three full nights, and at night he lurked there, like a stone, until it was about to dawn before leaving, and basically figured out the situation of the guards here.

As on the first night, the guards here were still very active at nightfall, but after twelve o'clock the frequency of patrols was greatly reduced, and the change of guard once an hour became only once every two hours after two o'clock, and there was only one room guard everywhere in these two hours.

And until four o'clock in the morning, there were no more patrolling guards passing by, and no one would have guessed that there would be people quietly lurking outside waiting for their time when the water was frozen.

Therefore, after He Ming was fully prepared, on the fourth night after entering the aristocratic district, he lurked again, cautiously staring at the guards in front of him, waiting for the time to make a move.

At the end of the changing of the guard at two o'clock, the gate was locked, and the only guard stood in front of the door, looking at the guards in the distance, if there was a big movement, they would inevitably alarm each other, so He Ming's opportunity could only be between two and four o'clock, silently.

So how do you deal with that guard at the door? He Ming was also reluctant to kill more, not to mention that once this person disappeared from the position at the gate, he would inevitably attract the attention of the guards in the distance.

He took a big risk and skipped him through the window, but he was facing the door, and the noise should not alarm him, and he crept to the back of the conference room from where the guards had not seen, and there were no other guards to see him on the left and right.

He looked closely, but didn't find much else, so he quietly opened the window at the back of the house, crept in, carefully bypassed every mechanism that might be involved, and jumped over a silk thread that lay across the air and into the conference room.

Very lucky, here is probably for secrecy, the position from the hall to the gate is separated by a wall, any sound and light inside, will not be transmitted, if the movement is not too big, the people outside will not notice it at all.

He Ming used his hand to cover a ball, summoned a fireball technique, and controlled the bright light emitted by it in a very small range, further reducing the possibility of detection, and then began to observe the furnishings in the conference room.

In addition to a huge brazier in the middle, there is a circle of desks around, and the most conspicuous thing is a piece of parchment hanging on the wall behind the largest table.

Such a piece of parchment is surprisingly large when folded, such as how did Moon Shadow bring this thing back and give it to these people? But what do you want to do now? It's only time to read some useful information!

This so-called map is really too big, and the fireball that He Ming suppressed like this can only illuminate a small part, so he started from the places he could illuminate, and read them one by one, at first he didn't understand why it was such a big map, but he understood it when he read it, but his heart was even colder.

From Mengzhong stepping into the desert, according to the footsteps of ordinary people, there is a small half-day journey is ordinary sand, nothing special, there is no danger, the only danger is the lack of water, there is no problem if you have enough drinking water.

Then they entered the area known as the Sea of Sand Monsters, and the ground marked that except for a relatively stable route explored by the expedition, everything else was uncertain, and the terrain could change at any time, and in an instant, the position that had just been walked would be unrecognizable.

Not only that, but in the seemingly unpredictable sand, as long as a living creature stops due to loss of stamina or rest, within a few minutes, a terrible sand monster will condense around you, devouring life and then dissipating with the wind, as if neither the creature nor the sand monster had ever appeared.

And even if it's a stable route on the map, it seems that it can change at any time, in short, there is about a two-day trip here, and the slightest negligence will be dangerous, and you will be killed in the sea of sand at any time.

The expedition marked on the map showed the flames at the cost of the lives of three team members in this area, and they struggled through the sea of sand monsters to finally reach the desert oasis of the first contact, which is considered to be a fairyland on earth.

The oasis has endless sweet springs of unknown origin, and there is a quiet scene everywhere, almost all the plants are juicy and delicious, which can satisfy hunger and thirst, and the animals that live in it are also very diverse, which is exactly what they are looking for to open up a new home for mankind.

Overjoyed, the expedition believed that they had finally come to an end after paying a great price, and surveyed the terrain and size of the oasis as they scrambled to replenish supplies, and soon discovered that the oasis, though not small, was only one of many oases in the desert.

So they made a huge piece of parchment, drew this map, and planned to explore the map of the desert and bring it back to Mengzhong, and when they entered the extra-large oasis in the middle of several oases, they saw a stunning sight: a pool of clear water under a clear spring in the stone forest like an artificial sculpture, surrounded by the fragrance of various plants.

Just as the expedition was about to rest here and continue exploring, the horses with red heads suddenly attacked them from all directions.

Although the members of the expedition were all elites who crawled out of the pile of orc corpses, they still paid a huge price to fight their way out of the siege in the face of the pony's apparently undisciplined attack.

But in the way that followed, the sand monsters that were killed from time to time in the desert without oases made them have nowhere to stop, and in any oasis they had ever set foot on, there were pony monsters that came out of nowhere to kill, and the kills were endless.

They fought their way through the ubiquitous monster pile, and just before they reached the oasis they had first encountered, they were ambushed by an unprecedented, fierce and cruel team of horses with organization and tactics that none of the enemies they had encountered before!

The leader of the horse was even more dressed in extremely strong armor that could not be made in this desert, and held the extraterrestrial meteorite in his hand, and kept letting out a crazy battle roar, which completely put the flaming expedition party into a desperate situation.

Moon Shadow slew their leader, captured its Extraterrestrial Meteorite, and fought his way out of the siege alone with the map, and when he finally reached the first oasis, all fearsome enemies vanished like illusions.

After the dying Moon Shadow arrived there, she was not only out of danger, but also relied on the resources there to regain her strength, and then returned to Mengzhong in one go.

The sand and sand monsters in the sea of sand monsters are marked in various locations on the map, and these are alloy fragments of ancient civilizations, which will be priceless if they can be used.

At the same time, the water source and the animal and plant roots that can be used for supply are marked with thick lines, and when you reach this position, you can ensure that you will not die of hunger and thirst.

The oases in danger are all circled in red, and only from the map, there are still two oases that are safe, and if a well-prepared and powerful team occupies the place before being attacked there, the humans should be able to gain a foothold in this desert.

He Ming broke out in a cold sweat while watching it, these contents were very consistent with some unknown secrets he knew, those brainless horses in people's eyes, and the content involved was actually far more far-reaching than they imagined.

And after the beginning of spring, relying only on such a map, Ye Zilan will go to the depths of the desert for these irresponsible people, where the danger is indescribable!

How could I just involve her in such a terrible crisis? The one who fights with the horses in this desert should be me! But even if I go, what will it do? In her mind, I was already an innocuous passerby.

Loss, reluctance and frustration made him feel unbearable and painful for a while, and then suddenly realized that he had a sore pain in his heart for no reason, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Why am I so sad? Why is it so uncomfortable? Is it because she wants to go into danger that I am reluctant, or is it that she can't see me at all and makes me sad? When did she occupy such a place in my heart? These thoughts filled his mind, making He Ming, who had been very calm for a long time, suddenly start to go crazy again.

Just as he was about to do something to vent his inner mania, a thought arose in his heart, and he forcibly suppressed his uncontrollable feelings.

The people in the Viper Valley are all dead, Li Yueqin may have already died, but even if there is only a glimmer of hope left, I can't give up, if I give up, no one in this world will remember her, she will really disappear!

He Ming, who had regained his senses, his eyes were red and trembling all over, and he tried to curb his madness by all means, and as his falcon-like gaze swept over the desert map, a crazy and calm thought suddenly came to his mind.

With the idea set, the blood in He Ming's eyes gradually receded, while suppressing the light to probe if there were any useful clues in this conference room.

After spending some time looking through the mess of plans and memories that would not have come in handy, he suddenly found a book that looked very old, and the paper was frighteningly thin, but it was not damaged in the slightest.

Needless to say, this was handed over by Blacksmith Zhang to these magnates in Tucheng, and it was impossible to produce a book of this quality in this era, He Ming carefully identified it, and found that it was the one that translated the language and writing of the horses.

The ponies had already lost most of their language due to degradation, and the nobles didn't think the words were meaningful, so the book was dusty and left in the corner, almost disposed of like garbage.