"It's been more than a month!"

Li Yanchu said in his heart.

Although he had cultivated the Dao of Bigu, he still went to the city to buy a lot of food, water, and some necessary supplies.

Just in case.

At this time, the Qiankun bag has shown a great role.

As for the silver needed to buy supplies, Li Yanchu was not lacking.

Originally, he had a few thousand taels of silver tickets on him, and he left some of them for the proprietress, and the money on his body was enough.

He went to the cattle market and bought a camel with the strongest bones and the best condition.

Then he was ready to join a caravan.

Outside the gate is not as good as inside the gate, even if he is carrying a fixed wind bead, he is not willing to rush to the clouds.

I don't want to have more accidents.

Besides, he needed a guide.

Otherwise, in the vast desert, it is easy to get lost.

Many of these caravans had their own samurai who guarded the cargo.

Of course, there are also some who directly hire the bodyguards of the dart board.

There are horse thieves and sand bandits outside the pass, who are cruel and easy to kill, often plundering passing caravans, and are sparsely populated outside the pass.

This kind of thing is commonplace.

After all, between the desert mountains and forests, it does not belong to the jurisdiction of the Qianguo Imperial Court.

Therefore, basic guards are a must.

Li Yanchu led a camel and joined a caravan that was about to leave the customs.

The leader of the caravan is called Meng Hai, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a weathered face, and his figure has been slightly fat, but he is still nimble with his hands and feet, and he is also a martial arts practitioner.

He has been in this trade for ten years.

From an unpopular martial artist, he now has a camel team, marries a wife, and gives birth to a son.

Not to mention anything else, Meng Hai's experience outside the customs is extremely rich.

After all, storms, horse thieves, sand bandits, all kinds of dangers can take people's lives.

Died silently outside the gate.

Meng Hai originally didn't look down on Li Yanchu, such a handsome young Taoist, what use can he do when he goes out.

The old Taoist priest may also be able to help Feng Shui.

But.

When Duan Dali, the burliest martial artist in the team, who could kill the brute bull with one punch, was easily knocked down by Li Yanchu.

Meng Hai was a little impressed by him.

There is no problem at all with this kind of skill.

And the monk and Taoist priest are not just a mascot for blessings.

Thereupon.

The group of them left the Tianhai Pass and rushed to the Hengduan Mountains.

The inside and outside of the customs are completely two worlds.

Even if the Kannai is desolate, it is still very popular, and there are very few uninhabited places.

But it's different outside the border.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, and there is no end in sight.

Incomparably vast!

When they left the Tianhaiguan, the surrounding area was still an oasis, but as they went deeper, the surrounding land became more and more barren.

Many places have become deserts.

Meng Hai is a more enthusiastic middle-aged man, riding a camel side by side with Li Yanchu.

"Daochang Li, you are a monk, why did you think of going to Hengduan Mountain?"

Meng Hai asked.

Li Yanchu explained: "Looking for someone, my friend was arrested, and he should also go to Hengduan Mountain." ”

Meng Hai bowed slightly: "I didn't expect people outside the square to be so righteous, your friend was captured by the barbarians?" ”

"I have friendships with several barbarian tribes in Hengduan Mountain, if that's the case, maybe I can say a favor for the Taoist chief."

Li Yanchu shook his head and said, "Thank you, my friend was captured by the Shamanism." ”

He didn't shy away from it.

Meng Hai's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he said movingly: "Shamanism? ”

He was a little surprised.

And then he said:

"Shamanism is the holy religion of the barbarian tribes, and it usually does not come into contact with the outside world."

His voice changed slightly, obviously knowing the power of this shaman.

Li Yanchu and Meng Hai have not been in contact for a long time, but Meng Hai is not haunted by resentment, but is quite blessed.

Looking at the face, he is also a straight-hearted person.

Therefore.

Li Yanchu did not hide it: "Has Brother Meng heard of Vientiane Heavenly Palace?" ”

"My friend was taken away by the shamans to find the Vientiane Heavenly Palace."

When Meng Hai heard this, he was a little surprised.

"Then it seems that your friend is the kind of rich and noble personality, or the life of auspicious stars, so he was captured by the Shamanism."

Li Yanchu was a little surprised: "Is there a lot of this kind of thing?" ”

Otherwise, why did Meng Hai see the joints at once.

Meng Hai sighed and smiled: "Shaman is the belief of the barbarians outside the Guanwai, they worship the sun, moon and stars, all things, mountains and rivers, and think that all things have spirits and can be worshipped. ”

"I also heard the old man say that the legendary Vientiane Heavenly Palace needs the guidance of the people of the Mandate of Heaven to find it, and it must be an unspeakably expensive fate, I originally thought it was a legend passed down by word of mouth."

Meng Hai's voice became lower and lower.

deliberately lowered his voice.

Talking about shamanism outside the Kansai is actually a very taboo thing.

It's just that maybe Li Yanchu's Taoist dress made him look a little kind, and his guard in his heart was reduced a lot.

Li Yanchu bowed slightly, and his eyes showed a look of thought.

Lao Bai still has such a heavy cause and effect?

"How much do you know about this shamanism?"

Li Yanchu asked.

Meng Hai glanced at him and sighed: "Daochang Li, I have a sentence that I shouldn't have said, and some of it is too deep. ”

"But everyone is from Qianguo, and I advise you not to provoke shamanism."

"Oh? Because they are powerful? Li Yanchu said.

"Not only that, this shamanic cult is very evil, they use living sacrifices, peel skin and dig out hearts, or hollow out only a human skin and make a human skin drum, the method is extremely cruel."

"Shamanism is a sect believed in by barbarians, and it is somewhat uncivilized, backward and bloody."

"Shamans, in particular, can ask spirits, can spell, and enter into your dreams, they are simply devils."

"Daoist Li, you are young and vigorous, and you have traveled thousands of miles to rescue your friends, this righteousness is respectable, so I advise you not to provoke shamanism, so as not to put your own life into it."

Li Yanchu knew that the other party had good intentions: "Thank you Brother Meng for reminding me." ”

But.

He must be saved.

No matter how fierce the shamanism is, it can still be fierce and vicious, and the evil demons in the blessed land of the cave can be hidden.

Meng Hai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally sighed.

He could see Li Yanchu's determination to save people.

When he was young, he was strong-blooded, throwing his head and spilling blood for his friends, sticking knives in both ribs, and paying attention to righteousness.

But Meng Hai is forty years old, has a wife and children, and has a family and a business.

There are more scruples.

If it weren't for the sake of a better life for his family, he wouldn't have continued to venture into foreign trade.

The caravan marched towards Hengduan Mountain, and the camel bell sounded melodiously.

Bitter cold outside the gates.

The sky was still clear, and in the blink of an eye, a strong wind arose.

Change is what you say!

Meng Hai is very experienced, and the caravan is full of old people who have been out of the jam all year round, and he predicted in advance that the wind would rise.

A shelter was found, and the camels and people were placed.

(End of chapter)