It wasn't until Yu Dong walked out from behind Qin Zhen that Gu Jie and Jiang Qi were taken aback and noticed the dazzling gauze in Yu Dong's open neckline, as well as the large blood stains on his shirt.

Jiang Qi looked at Yudong nervously, "Dong Shao!" You're hurt! Gu Jie and Lao Shen also hurriedly stepped forward to see Yu Dong's injuries. Unexpectedly, Yu Dong took a step back and waved his hand to stop them. Then he said lightly, "It's okay, don't worry, it's just a small injury." It's good that everyone is okay. ”

Although everyone could see that he was lying, but he insisted on doing so, and everyone couldn't say anything more. Seeing his wound, which had clearly been bandaged, everyone fell silent again.

The leader is different, Yudong did not make the atmosphere even more sluggish, but pointed at Moyu and looked at Shen Shengli, "Victory, this is indeed the legendary Yumen Pass." Just now I saw the city wall below, there are stone carvings of Han Li, but the wind erosion is too strict, and I can't see it clearly. ”

Lao Shen walked towards the huge black jade, stretched out his hand and touched the surface, and sighed, "We have indeed arrived at the first Xiongguan in the Western Regions."

Yu Dong handed over the stack of paper in his hand and said in a low voice, "Look at this." ”

Including Gu Jie, everyone leaned over to look at the stack of papers. As expected, when they saw the dense and full of 'Luojia', they all showed a look of surprise.

Qin Zhen said a little depressed on the side: "This is something that the old man has been holding tightly in his hands since his death." I just don't know what that means. ”

After saying this, everyone turned their eyes to Yudong. At this time, Yudong was looking at the bright red sunset and the desolate desert from afar, and it should not be too far from the sunset at this time. The afterglow of the setting sun was reflected on Yudong's face, his expression was cold, his gaze was firm, and it even made people feel like a divine illusion.

Qin Zhen looked at Yu Dong's side face, and had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Because there were too many and too deep feelings in his distant gaze, which Qin Zhen couldn't understand. Qin Zhen couldn't understand why a 'young master' who was in his prime and had both wealth and wealth in his eyes had the same desolation and vicissitudes in his eyes as this desert.

At this time, Yudong finally opened his mouth leisurely under everyone's eager gaze, and told a legend in the desert like a breeze.

"In the vicinity of the Tarim River Valley, there are many, many ancient legends. One of them is the sand rain obliterating Horao Luojia. ”

Everyone listened attentively to Yu Dong's narration, especially Qin Zhen and Gu Jie. Because they want to know so much. I only heard Yudong continue: "The legend about Holao Luojia is widely spread near the Tarim River. It is said that in the north of the kingdom of Khotan, there was a city-state called Holao Loga. It is happy and rich, but it does not respect the Dharma. One day, a carved sandalwood statue of more than two feet high fell from the sky and stood in the center of the street of Holao Luojia. People were amazed, but no one understood that this was an auspicious sign or a moderate guideline. There is only one loyal elder who worships the Buddha statue from time to time and cleans the Buddha statue every day. ”

Yu Dong turned around, silently lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, leaned his back against the city wall and continued to preach, "Not long after, a strangely dressed and strange-looking wandering monk appeared on the streets of Holao Luojia. When this wandering monk saw the carved sandalwood statue, it was like seeing an old acquaintance, and he bowed and worshiped sincerely. The inhabitants reported the phenomenon to the king. And the foolish king gave an order, saying, "Since he is not a citizen of our city, then anyone can dig up sand from him and drive away this uninvited guest." From that day on, wherever the monk went, there were people who threw sand on him and drove him away, and no one gave him alms and food. Only the elder who worships the Buddha statue often expresses his concern in private, and also provides food and drink for the wandering monks.

So, one night, the wandering monk came to the elder's house and told him that he would be punished for his contempt for the Dharma and even for throwing sand to drive me away. Since I have always been taken care of by you, I am here to leave tonight. On the seventh day after I left, a rain of sand will fall from the heavens, and the monks will be annihilated, and the living beings will be wiped out. It is important that you leave the country as soon as possible. As he spoke, the monk disappeared.

The elder went around in horror to report the news, alerting the people in the city. As you can imagine, instead of being appreciated and trusted, he was ridiculed in all kinds. The next morning, the wind was strong and it rained heavily. Not only did the sky not rain sand, but it also scattered treasures all over the earth. In this way, no one will trust the advice of the elders. Instead, they began to insult him and attack him. ”

Hearing this, several people seemed to start smoking cigarettes in unison. Qin Zhen was also immersed in the ancient legend, shaking his head and sighing lightly. For he had already conceived of the fate of this prosperous and peaceful city-state.

Seeing that the inhabitants of the city were completely unreasonable, the elder dug a tunnel from his house leading to the outside of the city and left silently. In the middle of the night on the seventh day after the monk left, the sand rain accompanied by a strong wind fell from the sky, and the entire city-state was engulfed in an instant. When the wind blows, the carved Buddha statue in the middle of the street rises in the air and disappears into the wind and sand. Since then, Horolauga has become a large sandbag, and the oasis has become a realm of death. With the telling of this ancient legend, Yudong also seemed to come out of the story and exhaled lightly.

He raised the paper in his hand with the words "Loga" written on it and said, "This story has been passed down almost by word of mouth in the Tarim River, and the sand and rain have annihilated the Luoga, and the cause and effect of the death of the country is attributed to the lack of faith. People regard 'Tu Pombalas', or the disaster of the earth, as God's punishment for extravagance and waste, and lack of faith. Believe it or not, this story records the Tarim people's intuitive memory of the deterioration of the environment in this area before the 7th century. The record of Holao Luojia was recorded in the early Tang Dynasty, not too far from the period of Loulan's death. Therefore, some people have deduced that Holao Luojia is a different translation of Krorayna, that is, --- Loulan. After speaking, Yu Dongyan's gaze swept over everyone's faces.

Speaking of which, no one still understands what Yudong means, and the purpose of telling this legend in such detail is to tell everyone that it is very likely that Luoluojia is the real Loulan Wangcheng. And the old man Wang held this stack of papers full of 'Luojia' tightly in his hand until his death, maybe it was the Holao Luojia!

Qin Zhen thought so, but Yu Dong suddenly changed his words and said, "That being said, it's just speculation. Except for the old man who died in front of him, I am afraid that no one knows the true meaning of the word Luojia he left behind. What's more, in the ruins of the ancient city of Loulan that have been discovered today, in addition to the tomb and three rooms, the most eye-catching is the Loulan Pagoda. This is completely inconsistent with the act of expelling monks and destroying the Dharma. ”

Qin Zhen was inevitably a little stunned when he heard this. Indeed, the remains of the pagoda in the ancient city of Loulan are world-famous. Moreover, the direct cause of the discovery of Loulan is a piece of wood carving in the style of Buddhist art. This is very different from the devastating Horagar who was destroyed because of his contempt for the Dharma.

Compared with everyone's contemplative expressions, Gu Jie was even more impatient, "Oh, I said young master, although the story is very beautiful, but can you not talk back and forth?" You'll be told anyway! Is that the place you are talking about? ”

Yu Dong didn't answer, but turned around, staring intently at the last trace of red in the sunset, and then said slowly, "Maybe there is another possibility." ”

When Qin Zhen heard this, he immediately felt excited, and hurriedly asked, "What is it!" ”

"Sanskrit Naraka--- Narakya. In Hinduism and Buddhism, it is considered to be the place where the dead are tortured, that is, hell. In it, suffer a lot" Yu Dong said these words calmly and indifferently, but Gu Jie was suddenly taken aback and said in disbelief, "What? The clue left by the old man refers to hell??! ”

Qin Zhen also frowned, but if you think about it carefully, in this desert, there are countless ancient cities that were once glorious, but later mysteriously disappeared. The terrifying Lop Nur, which has devoured countless lives, and the yellow sand of the Hanhai Sea, which has swallowed countless cities, have an extreme climate and are strange and impermanent. If you compare this place to an infernal hell, it's not out of the question.

In short, the word 'Luojia' left by Old Man Wang either refers to the disappeared dead city, or it is the Infernal Purgatory. It's not a good place to go anyway.

Just when Qin Zhen was a little at a loss for what to do, the last ray of light of the sunset seemed to be bursting out, and it suddenly appeared! A bright red residual sunlight hit the black jade on the top of the city of Yumen Pass! The jade was instantly brightened, and the wisps of dazzling light like the Northern Lights actually penetrated the sand and gravel deposits. At that moment, Qin Zhen's mouth opened wide in surprise, staring at the incredible looming light on the ink jade.

Above the black jade, all the strong lights were intermittently connected, and it turned out to be a map! Needless to say, it is definitely the most elaborate map of the Ancient Western Regions!! Qin Zhen felt that his breathing had become uncalm! The so-called Yumen Pass can guide the direction of merchants in the desert, and it turns out that there is such a meaning! !

Yumen Pass is like a lighthouse in the vast sea for seafaring ships to guide the way. The black jade is the light that guides the way, and the line on this jade is the 'navigation chart' of the sand sea in the Western Regions! With such a city closed, the people in the desert can move forward in this impermanent wild sand and sea.

What a shock, what a shock! This discovery brought a huge shock to several people! It was the shock brought by history, and it was also the impact of the wisdom of our ancestors. Several people all opened their eyes and looked at this ghostly black jade. This 'map of light' obviously doesn't always exist, it only appears when the last rays of the sunset shine on the black jade at a specific angle. Of course, in just a short moment, the sunlight is gone, and the black jade will regain its original dim, cold brilliance.

Among these people who were completely shocked, the only exception was Yudong. After the shock that flashed in his eyes disappeared, he didn't continue to stand in front of Moyu with Qin Zhen and them. Instead, he quickly took out a pen and paper, and then with his amazing memory and ability to draw quickly, when the last ray of light disappeared from Moyu, he finally drew the entire map! Then, the sky also darkened at a faster rate.