"I Ye Qingxuanxing won't change my name, I won't change my surname, I don't need money to eat in the East, what's wrong with taking your car?"

The young man with gray hair and ragged clothes stopped the convoy with a proud expression. The reason why his clothes are ragged is because he didn't wear any clothes at the beginning, and the reason why his hair is gray is ...... It's because the hair dye has faded.

Now 'Ye Qingxuan' was pointing to his own hair that had faded, and said proudly: "Have you seen this? What a noble celestial bloodline! Hurry up and vacate your best car, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Uh......"

Donald pressed the hilt of the knife in his hand, his expression twitched: When you encounter this kind of thing, you can't fight, and you can't fight...... After all, who knows if this guy is a musician or not?

He looked at the carriage in the center of the line for help, but the young god in the carriage was whistling on the ground, and he looked like he didn't care about himself, which made him feel a lot of pain.

What's wrong with this trip? Why do you always encounter such hellish things.

But before he could react, a sinister laugh came from the sky.

"Ye Qingxuan, I'm looking for you!"

In an instant, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky, and its sharp claws grabbed 'Ye Qingxuan's shoulder, and suddenly rose into the air. The three-legged giant eagle spreads its wings to a height of ten meters, and it is obviously a summoned phantom beast species.

On the back of the eagle, the flute musician came with a chatter and laughter: "Such a meaty musician is also looking for death when he goes to Auschwitz, it is better to form a team with the uncle, and when the time comes, he will crack the ...... for me."

Before he could finish speaking, a scream suddenly sounded in the dense forest in the distance, and a piercing light burst into the air, breaking one of the giant eagle's wings and setting fire to the summoner's half-body.

The musician screamed, urging the crippled eagle to speed forward.

"You want to go to Auschwitz too!"

The tattooed woman riding a giant python beat her copper drum, and the drum roared. Chase on.

Only a series of roars were heard, and there were constant loud noises. The melodies played by the movement overlap each other and become dizzyingly complex fluctuations.

I faintly heard the unyielding voice of 'Ye Qingxuan'...... rather die: "Phew, don't dream!

“......”

The people of the entire caravan have been petrified, and there is quite a sad atmosphere of immortals fighting and mortals suffering.

"This ...... What's going on?" the leader of the caravan wanted to cry without tears: "No matter how the people are talking now, the fight will start!

"It's okay if I don't drag you out. Be content, boss!"

The young man in a big turban sat next to him and knocked melon seeds, looking like he was not too busy: "If I were you, I would quickly change the way and escape, otherwise they would call back again......"

Before the words fell, the leader of the group almost jumped up from his horse: "Change your way! Turn around! Hurry up! What are you doing in a daze? Wait for those calamity stars to pay you your salary!"

The long motortour turned around, and after making a great circle again, finally carefully avoided the center of the musicians' struggle, and went away.

If it is ten days later. Ye Qingxuan's happy days of eating and waiting for death are finally over.

Because the hitchhiker is here, there is no more in front. Although he walked slowly on the road for so many days, calculating the stipulated time, Ye Qingxuan was still able to step on the line to arrive.

It's good to be there!

Anyway, he had already made up his mind to mess around. With such a small body, even if you fight and kill, it's better to clean your body and spare your life!

"Is that what the gentleman is doing?"

In front of the fork in the road, at the front of the convoy, the leader of the caravan who saw Ye Qingxuan farewell said politely: "You left so early. What a rush. Why don't you stay a few more days? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it, because Ye Qingxuan's eyes were shining:

"Really?"

"Uh......" the leader wiped his cold sweat. He stammered, "Still, let's not delay your journey, after all, your time is precious." How can a small caravan like ours be worth wasting your time?"

"Tsk, where is it. Besides, boss, you even dare to sell something like power armor that robs your family and destroys your family. I'm afraid the business is not small, right?"

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him with a smile, not talking about this topic, but just shouldered his backpack and the pile of loot: "Further on is Oz."

Thank you all for letting me hitchhike for so long, so don't let me go. ”

The boy turned and was about to leave, and Donald hesitated for a long time. Stopped him: "Sir, this ...... Can you tell us your name?"

"Me?"

On the horse, Ye Qingxuan looked back at him with a strange expression: "My name is ...... That's right, Simon, let me be a peace-loving Tianzhu musician. ”

"Simon?"

Donald chewed on the unfamiliar name: "Well, Mr. Simon, there will be a date later." ”

"Well, there will be a date later. ”

Ye Qingxuan whistled and patted the horse's neck, and the horse neighed and hurried away.

Seeing the young man drift away, the leader of the caravan sighed with emotion: "It's amazing, I didn't expect to meet such an adult on the road." It's a pity that I left in too much of a hurry.

With that level of power, could he be the legendary resonator?"

"Maybe, I don't see it. ”

Donald sighed: "I didn't expect the president to be so generous and give away all his mounts." ”

"Huh?"

The president was stunned: "Didn't you send it?"

“......”

Donald looked at him with a look of great excitement.

The president stared at the dark shadow of the young man on the horizon, and after a long time, he said faintly, "Do you want to steal even a horse......?"

"Well, that one named Ye Qingxuan is not a good thing!"

......-

In the wilderness, the boy whistled and galloped on horseback.

After a long journey, he was finally not far from Auschwitz. Five kilometres away is Oz, a small village that is the last supply point before reaching Auschwitz.

Under the scorching sun, the wasteland plains could only see clumps of dried thorns and half-dead dwarf shrubs. It is said that it is not far from the ancient Theban civilization, and there are still many ruins and ancient ruins.

Ancient texts say that there was once a glorious city near here, and countless people lived here. Giving birth to a splendid civilization.

It's a pity, the vicissitudes of life. After the change of the ether and the diversion of the river, the once fertile land has become a desolate desert-like place, and the prosperity of the past can no longer be seen.

And the once great city, all that remains is the ruins of the wind.

"Is there really land here that can feed more than 100,000 people?" Ye Qingxuan looked around and saw a stream not far away. But the tidal flats are full of saline hoarfrost. Apparently undrinkable.

Ye Qingxuan dismounted, stretched out his hand, touched a shallow stream under his feet, tasted it in his mouth, and quickly spit it out,

It is extremely salty, extremely bitter, with a pungent metallic smell and fishy smell. The groundwater here is clearly no longer considered to be drinking. Even if you filter it several times, you can barely drink it. The cost will not be affordable for the common people, let alone irrigation.

Neither grazing nor planting worked, and in this damn place, transportation is so difficult that I am afraid that the handicraft industry will not develop. There are almost no specialties.

The only good thing is that everyone knows that the people here are hellish poor and don't care about the taxes here.

"Not to mention hundreds of thousands, even hundreds. It's going to be hard to survive, right?"

Ye Qingxuan sighed and got up. Staring into the distance.

The old woman with a huge wooden frame on her back staggered forward in the distance, leaning on her cane, looking down on the ground to examine the berries in the bushes and picking some wild vegetables that could be eaten. Sometimes, digging up the roots of a palm-sized plant is a treasure.

"Hello, how far is this from Oz?"

Ye Qingxuan stopped beside her.

The old woman looked up. I squinted my eyes and looked at him for a long time, my eyes were full of whiteness, and the emphasis of the dialect was difficult to understand. She lifted her finger and pointed in one direction.

Approximate meaning. Walking, three hours.

Ye Qingxuan nodded, she looked at him blankly, that kind of look couldn't tell whether it was a prayer or a request, it was just empty.

That look made Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel sad.

He looked at the old woman's basket and saw the shriveled wild vegetables, tree roots, and berries: "Do you eat these things every day?"

"There's nothing else to eat. ”

The old woman replied vaguely: "It hasn't rained for months, everything in the field is dying, and the water is gone......

She lowered her head and looked at the root block in her hand: "I can only eat this." ”

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was silent, not knowing what to say. He suddenly realized that it was a mistake to ask this question, and what could he do?

Even if you give her money, what can you buy in such a desolate place where there are no caravans?

"I'm sorry. ”

He didn't know why he said that, but he took one last look at her and rolled over his horse. The horse galloped, Ye Qingxuan glanced back at her, but found that the old woman was still standing in place, looking at the direction in which he was originally standing.

It was clear that there was nothing there, and it looked like he was really looking at something in his cloudy eyes.

A drop of water fell on Ye Qingxuan's face.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, raised his hand, and touched his face: It's really water.

Water fell from the sky.

In the sky, at some point, the clouds converged, and the faint sound of thunder trembled, as if there were magnificent trumpets and drums echoing. No, it really was with trumpets and drums.

Like thunder, like the wind.

Reverberated in the sky, swirling clouds and winds, all making waves in the sea of ether, playing wild and rough melodies. As a result, thunder roared, and the heavens and the earth shook violently.

Boom! Boom!

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, feeling the rain the size of a bean falling from the sky.

One drop, two drops...... In an instant, the parched wasteland was covered with rain-soaked traces, and heavy rain came!

In the rainstorm, Ye Qingxuan stared blankly into the clouds, the music theory interwoven by the vast ether, a group of jaw-dropping formulas slowly composed.

The formula stirred the sea of ether, channeled infinite power from the sky, conjured wind and clouds, extracted water from thunder and flames, and heroically sprinkled the incalculable water vapor from the sky.

Torrential rain poured down.

"It's raining?"

On the wasteland, the old woman stretched out her hand blankly, looked at the moist marks in her palm, and looked up to the sky in disbelief. A drop of rain fell on her face, washing away the cloudiness from her eyes and sliding down like tears.

"It's raining!"

She danced and shouted, "It's raining! It's finally raining!" )