"This fire is really extraordinary......"

Song You, who had seen enough of the Gobi scenery, finally set his eyes on the flames in the mountain pass behind him.

As a person who is proficient in the fire method himself, he can naturally see at a glance that even the fire in the mountain pass behind him is extremely extraordinary. It was one of the few fires that was more powerful than the spiritual fire he was casting.

"Hahahaha!"

Yanyang Zhenjun still laughed loudly, heroic, without concealing or being modest at all, and said bluntly: "This is the vision of the earth caused by my longest retreat a thousand years ago, and this fire has not been extinguished for thousands of years, but has become more and more powerful with the spiritual rhyme that I have gathered during my practice. Don't say that ordinary gods and ghosts, it is the chief official of the Heavenly Palace Dou Department, Jin Lingguan, who came here, as long as he dares to walk in my mountain pass, he will have to burn his golden body into golden water. ”

"Worthy of the god of fire."

Song You arched his hand, didn't say more, and went down the mountain directly.

The red horse followed him consistently.

The three-flowered cat also immediately followed, but as he walked, he kept looking back and looked at the bearded fire god in a red robe with a serious expression.

"That guy seems to be very powerful!"

"Ancient power, naturally powerful."

"What is the power of the ancients?"

"It's a monk of the same era as my ancestor Guan Zu, and his cultivation is thorough, which is very good." Song You patiently said to her as he walked, "Jin Lingguan, Zhou Leigong, the fox, the dragon, and the willow tree in the north, Anqing's old Yanxian are not as powerful as him, and they don't live as long as him." If the fox is cultivated into a nine-tailed tree, and the willow tree gets what he wants, he can have the qualifications to compare with him. ”

"Is the snake fairy as powerful as him?"

"Nope."

"Is the mountain god as powerful as him?"

"I don't know if there is one in that mountain, but there is definitely no one out of that mountain."

"That's amazing!"

The three-flowered cat seemed to be shocked.

"And who's as good as him?"

"Among the hidden immortals in the sky, there may be a few who are as powerful as him, or more powerful than him." Song You said to her, "I heard that there are some secret methods in the Heavenly Palace, which can gather incense, that is, all the incense divine power received by the gods of the entire Heavenly Palace is gathered in one place, and gathered on the generals who are good at fighting, and the generals will also become very powerful." That's probably why he's here. ”

"Then who is better between you and him?"

"Me?"

The Taoist smiled slightly, and said as he walked: "The ten thousand laws of heaven and earth are incomparably mysterious, mutually reinforcing each other, and there are mutual solutions, it is difficult to say which one must be powerful." What's more, the god of fire is a senior, and I am a junior, so I dare not say that I am more powerful than him. ”

"I don't understand ......"

"I'm as good as he is."

“……”

After hearing this, the cat's expression became more and more serious, and she quickened her small steps, walked in front of him from the Taoist's side, and turned her head to see the Daoist's expression at this time, and fell into thought.

After a long while, she spoke:

"You're ......"

It's just that the Taoist didn't teach her such words after all, limited to the lack of vocabulary, she thought about it for a long time, and didn't think clearly how to describe it, so she simply twisted her head and trotted down the mountain.

……

After descending the mountain, the Taoist went all the way to the west.

Ten miles out, the flames are no more.

After walking fifty miles, there are empty and abandoned houses on the side of the road.

After a hundred miles, there were traces of people.

Even a road appeared in the Gobi Desert with obvious ruts, and the soil under his feet was trampled firmer.

Then there were more and more people.

There are both travelers and pedestrians.

More often than not, people dressed like refugees, with dry and disheveled hair, chapped lips and cheeks, walking on the road like walking corpses, and occasionally collapsing.

Song You originally followed the direction pointed by the god of fire all the way to the west, and he would not have been walking along this road, this road was a little off, but he still walked on this road, walking with these people, experiencing the twilight and death on their bodies at this time, and feeling the yearning for life in their hearts, which touched him a lot.

It's a group of people fleeing.

It was these thousands of miles of dry land that escaped.

As we walked, more and more people seemed to gather here, whether it was a business traveler or a fleeing homeless person.

Finally, a village appeared ahead.

It is a wooden house on the Gobi Desert, the wood used to build the house has been eroded by the wind and sand, and it has become very old, scattered on the ground, but it is in line with the painting style of the Gobi.

It's just that the village is also a little deserted, and it seems that not many people live here anymore.

Many people were silent and passed by, while others turned their heads and looked at the closed wooden houses, or knocked on them.

Song You has walked a lot of roads, and this road is really different from most of the roads he has walked before, whether it is the scenery on the side of the road, the scorching sun overhead, the torment on the road and the pedestrians around him, it is different.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door ahead.

Most of the people were deaf when they heard the sound, as if they had used up all the strength of their bodies just by bowing their heads and taking steps, and they didn't even have the strength to look up, only the Taoist stopped and looked in the direction where the knock on the door came from-

It was a businessman with a Central Plains face, money in his hand, banging on the door and shouting.

There was a real voice in response.

The language is spoken.

Song You didn't understand it very well, but from his anxious mood and weak tone, he seemed to be able to sense his intentions.

Want to exchange money for water.

The merchant took a lot of money, but the people inside did not open the door.

"Alas......"

The merchant let out a long sigh, but after sighing, he immediately closed his mouth, as if any more exhalation would cause more water to be lost in his body, and then he turned around weakly, wanting to continue walking.

Weakness in his legs, staggering steps, and almost falling to the ground.

"Slow down."

Song You reminded and took out the water bladder: "I still have a little water here, I can take a sip." ”

"Really?"

The merchant finally spoke.

"Seriously."

"How much is a bite?"

"No money."

"Don't want money?"

"Take it."

Song You handed him his water bladder.

The merchant took it without hesitation, immediately ripped off the cork, raised his head and opened his mouth wide, wanting to take a big sip, but after a little hesitation, he replaced it with a small sip, and then handed it back to Song You.

"Thank you, sir, but there is a big drought here, and there is a great shortage of water, sir, let's save some water, don't give it to others casually."

"There is a way down there, and thirst does not die."

"Alas......"

"Is it begging for water under your feet?"

"Wanted to buy some water. Originally, there were a lot of people here, and I used to buy water there every year. "It should have been a sip of water to regain some strength, or to return the water," said the merchant, "and as a result, there has been a great drought here since last spring, and even the umbrellas have been rotten, and they have no water to drink, and many of them have moved away or died." ”

That sip of water was obviously just a drop in the bucket for him who was seriously short of water at this time, and while controlling his voice and exhaling to speak, he couldn't help but aim at Song You's water bladder.

"Take another sip."

"How can this ......?"

"That bite is too small."

Song You handed him the water bladder as he spoke, and asked at the same time, "Are all the people on this road also moved?" ”

"What else?" The merchant took a sip of water, not daring to spill a drop, and then said, "The arid land of the Western Regions has long been difficult for the people to make a living, and I thought that it would only be last year, and this year will get better, but it has been so long since the beginning of spring this year that it still hasn't rained, and many people can't bear it anymore, so they have to flee from here." ”

"Where are they going?"

"There are those who go further west, that is the south of the Yangtze River, and there are those who go north, anyway, where there is no drought, they will go." The merchant said, "This is the boundary of the original Xizhou Dufu River City, and in front of it is the famous Huayan Mountain, where there is a fork in the road, and there are not many major roads in the south of the entire Western Regions, but if you go farther, you have to pass from there." That's why there are so many people here. ”

"I see."

Song You also knows some of Dayan's geography.

Originally, Da Yan set up the seat of the Xizhou Metropolitan Protectorate here, called River City, and later as Dayan's control over the Western Regions became stronger and deeper, the location of the government office also moved to the west.

"This water ......"

"I can drink it again, just leave a little for my cats and swallows." Song You said, "After drinking, we can still look for it, even if it is dry, there will always be a green state water source in the Gobi." ”

"Then take another sip."

The merchant tilted his head again, slowly poured a small gulp into his mouth, and swallowed it in many mouthfuls before handing him back the bladder.

Then the two met and walked forward in silence.

The unprecedented prosperity of the Silk Road in the Western Regions attracted many bold merchants, and these merchants were not all large caravans, but also many caravans alone or in groups of threes and twos, which may be future caravans. This businessman was originally from Longzhou, he studied when he was young, failed the exams repeatedly, owed a lot of debts to his family, and had an accident, so he ventured out to run a business.

This is a golden road, and you can accumulate huge wealth in one trip.

The drier it gets, the harder the road becomes, and the fewer people you will scavenge for the gold of the earth.

It's just that it's likely that you'll lose your life too.

Until the past, there were more and more people, Song You never drank water, nor did he use mana and spiritual power to nourish himself, and even deliberately stopped this process, in order to experience what it was like to have no water replenishment in this weather where the temperature was higher than body temperature.

Even when Sanhua Niangniang asked him to drink water, he didn't drink it.

It was a novel experience for him.

For others on the side of the road, it was a threat of death.

As he moved forward step by step, the water was rapidly lost, Song You's lips also became dry, his brain began to be a little chaotic, his mouth became extremely thirsty, and his desire to drink water reached its peak.

It's just that he is not an ordinary person after all, and he can't understand the feeling of the homeless people on the road at this time.

Maybe only a fraction of it. Then, with a fraction of it, I took a glimpse and guessed the whole leopard, and thought about what kind of suffering the people were suffering under the drought.

Until he walked to the famous Huayan Mountain in the mouth of the merchants-

Ahead is a tall vertical stone wall with distinct layering and different colors, like a skywall.

There are three roads below the rock, each leading in three different directions, and at the intersection there are many sheds and simple wooden houses, many people pass by here, stop to rest, most of them are silent, and a few people exchange about the drought in various places, and exchange where there is a water source.

There are also many people who fall here and can't get up.

“……”

Song You also sat down here, and there was a feeling that he was reluctant to leave after sitting down.

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