I don't know when, the yellow sand has risen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

People who have never actually seen the yellow sand will never imagine its true horror.

It was as if a diluted desert had floated in mid-air, and then it roared wildly, obscuring the sky and the sun, raging wantonly, devouring everything on the ground, mercilessly sucking dry and shattering.

If ordinary people encounter such a storm, they will definitely die. Even cultivators don't dare to risk death to move forward, so they can only bury themselves in the yellow sand, waiting for the storm to subside and come out again, but when they come out, they don't know how deep they have been buried.

The yellow sand struck the dry poplar with a dull sound, but it was immediately muffled by the wind and could not be transmitted. Countless pieces of yellow sand, like arrows, ravaged the low huts with a dense sound. Fortunately, the walls of the hut are thick enough that they will not be easily destroyed by yellow sand.

Compared to the fury outside, the room was extremely quiet, and even the dust floating in the air only floated very slowly. Although there is wind and sand outside, no one cares too much, and a desert without wind and sand is not called a desert.

The moonstone emits a soft light that splits the dust into wisps. When subtle things are magnified, they contrast everything very slowly.

And when the sound came from the corner, the silence extended slowly.

A few people who paid attention to the moon stone cast their gaze on a dimly lit corner and landed on a curled up boy.

After a word, it was unusually quiet. An already quiet place, even quieter because of the sound.

The traveler also looked at the kid, squinted his eyes, and didn't say anything, just slightly nudged the half bowl of somen noodles that was still left in front of him.

He had been staring at the bowl of somen noodles on the table, and now seeing the traveler's movements, the boy understood what the traveler meant, so he stood up and walked towards the traveler.

So many people's eyes moved with the kid, and they also saw the kid's appearance clearly.

It's not weak, but it's also a little thin, and with some big clothes, this kid is set off extraordinarily thin. Whether it is shoes or clothes, there is a layer of dirt on them, different shades of dark color, dotted with stars, one by one. It looks like this dirty laundry has been dirty for a long time.

That little face also had a thick layer of dirt. In such a desert, it is sometimes really difficult to wash your face. But this kid has long eyes, which are exceptionally bright, like springs in the desert. These eyes are a little more delicate, if they can be washed whiter, this kid is definitely more of a small student than this traveler.

Rubbing his dirty hands, as if he were washing his hands, he concealed the crampedness in his heart. The boy walked very quickly, and after passing through a few tables, he came to the side of this bowl of noodles.

The kid looked at the face, and didn't care who was here, and didn't care that there were no empty seats there.

Most of them here are masters of the Qi Sea Realm, and there are a few Qi Condensation Realms, all of whom are brought by elders, and they can be regarded as coming out to see the world. For this kid's realm, everyone is clear, but it is only a nine-stage qi, and he has no qualifications to sit down at all, not even in it.

The traveler smiled at the strong man with the crow tattoo, pushed the moon stone on the table, and said, "Buy a seat." ”

In the past, the traveler came to occupy the seat, but there was no politeness, because this seat was empty, and he had no reason not to sit down; now he bought a seat with moon condensation stone, because this seat was originally for a strong man, and he wanted it, so he had to take out something to exchange it.

This traveler was originally a person who adhered to his own strange truths.

The brawny man with the crow tattoo stared at the passerby, and there was no teasing on his serious face. The person who originally licked the blood on the tip of the knife would not be verbose, so he immediately took the moon condensation stone, stood up, and stepped aside.

Such an easy deal, and it is not really an insult to dignity or anything like that, the three strong men naturally did it. A piece of moon stone, changing three seats, no matter how you look at it, three strong men have earned, and they have made a lot of money.

In addition to fools, only those children of wealthy families can do such a thing as changing seats in the moon. It's just that the children of the family will come to the desert alone?

In the Qi Sea Realm, there are not many people who go into the desert alone, but few can go back, and few go back with their harvest.

Those few people who were still paying attention to the moon condensation stone couldn't help but feel strange. Such a piece of moon condensate was so easy to buy a seat? This traveler was too generous to make a move! Before, he was still a tough posture, but now he bought a seat? The young man in front of him who broke into the desert alone was really a little strange......

The boy immediately sat down, glanced at the traveler, got permission, and immediately brought half a bowl of noodles in front of him, and did not dislike it, and began to gobble it up. During this period, the kid ate the small pickles and roast lamb legs taken out by the travelers, and they were also eaten by the storm.

After taking a sip of the noodle soup, the kid wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth and smiled, very satisfied.

Looking at those long eyes, he smiled, like a person walking in the desert suddenly saw a life-saving spring. The traveler smiled and looked at the kid quietly.

Only then did he remember what he was going to do, the kid glanced around a little timidly, and found that many people were looking at him, and he was inevitably a little nervous, so he subconsciously rubbed his hands and whispered, "It's delicious." ”

The traveler kept smiling and looked at the kid quietly, waiting for the story he wanted.

Not daring to look at the eyes of the travelers, the kid peeked at the three strong men who gave up his seat, and saw the hideous tattoos, and felt a little scared and nervous. After exhaling softly for a few breaths, the kid forcibly calmed himself down, and then said carefully, "I only know one of the most widely circulated stories. ”

The traveler nodded, motioning for him to continue.

Encouraged by this, the boy raised his voice a little and said, "Legend has it that the desert was originally a rich land, and there lived a happy people called the Roys. The Roy people are a very amazing people, and legend has it that all of them have been cultivating since their birth, and many of them have a very high level in their lives.

The Roys owe this talent to their drinking water, the Xingyue River that once ran through the entire desert. Legend has it that this river can fish out the moon and stars reflected in it, and it is a real heavenly river.

The people who live here have a high realm, but there is no fighting, just living like ordinary people, like a paradise. Until one day, the ghost army came, cut off the Xingyue River, slaughtered all the Roy tribes, and turned this place into a desert.

Legend has it that this demon army came from hell, mysterious, accompanied by a black storm, and will destroy all living beings it sees, and everywhere it goes is a desert. ”

The story that the kid said is a well-known story, but the time is too long, and no one has ever confirmed whether it is true or not. However, there have always been some people who have persevered in pursuing the Roys, hoping to find out the secrets of their innate strength, find the legendary Xingyue River, and confirm some ancient legends.

Because of the universal and fictional nature of the story, no one pays attention to the story, just the traveler who listens to it.

Plunged into the desert in one breath, the traveler still didn't know anything about the desert, and when he heard this story, he was satisfied, nodded and said, "Is there anything else?"

After people take advantage, they always want to take advantage of more. Seeing that the traveler was so kind, the boy asked carefully, "Do you still have noodles?"

The traveler smiled and raised his voice: "Shopkeeper, another bowl of noodles." ”

The shopkeeper agreed in the back room, and the fire was lit again.

The kid licked a little cracked and said, "The legend of the Roy clan is a long time ago, and no one knows whether there is one or not. However, there is another version of this story, that is, the Roy clan flew immortals and left with everything here, even the Xingyue River, which gradually turned into a desert.

That's why it's a place where many people come on an adventure in search of something that will ascend to heaven in one step. There are also many legends that say that someone got a small bottle, planted countless fairy grasses, and finally ascended to immortality. ”

The traveler nodded, indicating that he still had the desire to listen.

"It's the ghost army, and from time to time I hear someone see it. Whenever the Black Storm rises, everyone who ventures out or is trapped outside. You can see some skeletons in armor, holding broken weapons, walking through the wild sand. The scene was unusually weird, as if something had come out of the underworld.

However, I heard that those who said that they had seen the ghost army died inexplicably in the end. Most of the stories that are circulating now are made up by people. This desert is too mysterious for anyone to go deep into, and there are too many secrets in it. However, people rely on imagination to talk nonsense, and they can't catch up with the shock of the real situation.

The real desert is only known to those who have gone deep into it. ”

For what this kid said, everyone didn't laugh at it, not because these things that are so common that they can't be common are not funny, but because their minds have never been on a kid.

In fact, he didn't get much useful information, and the traveler was not much disappointed, he didn't expect to get any secrets from a kid, and it was good to come to this little inn just to rest, ask for directions, and listen to a story. As for a piece of moon stone, he could still take it out.

At this time, the shopkeeper served the plain noodles, and the kid immediately took the noodles, blew the hot air, and moved the chopsticks.

However, at this time, the traveler's hand was on the bowl, stopping the boy's movements, and he smiled slightly and winked at the boy.

After being stunned for a moment, the kid let go of his hand a little unwillingly, and his mood suddenly sank. Half a bowl of noodles is really not enough, even if you eat this bowl, you may not be able to fill your stomach, but now you have lost this bowl of noodles. No matter what happy things are, they can't save the mood.

After taking the somen noodles from the boy's hand, the traveler raised his head, looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, smiled slightly, and said, "The taste of yellow sand outside is not too good. ”

No one could understand what it meant, and except for a few who had doubts in their hearts, all of them didn't care about all this, just quiet, not caring about anything.

So, there was a sudden silence in this little inn.

The whistling of the yellow sand, the frenzied beating of the sand, gradually reached the room, and became more and more clear.

The traveler looked into the shopkeeper's eyes and a smile appeared on his lips.

Suddenly, there was murderous intent in the shopkeeper's eyes, and he immediately made a move!