Sitting at the mouth of the valley, Ye Feng looked at the fiery red remnant sun in the sky from afar, slowly sinking under the sand beam, and the afterglow sprinkled on the golden sand surface, a magnificent scenery.

He couldn't help but think of Wang Wei's famous sentence that has been recited through the ages:

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

If it weren't for the current critical situation, facing this magnificent scenery in front of me, it would really be a big deal.

The sun set quickly, and in a few moments, it was dark.

The camel was not wrong at all, the horse bandits did not take advantage of the night to venture into the dark to attack, but stationed around the devil's city, surrounded the whole devil's city, and waited for dawn.

They are not in a hurry, for them, Ye Feng and his party are like fat meat in their mouths, which can be swallowed at any time, and there is no need to rush for a while.

Rather than taking the risk of attacking now, it would be more certain to wait until after dawn, and the price would be less.

Nevertheless, they did not light a campfire, did not pitch a tent, did not relax in the slightest, but simply hid behind their horses to avoid the wind, and were ready to deal with any eventuality.

This is indeed a well-trained and experienced army, which is not comparable to ordinary horse bandits.

Ye Feng sighed secretly, giving up the idea of breaking through at night in his heart.

After nightfall, the desert is as cold as water, and the chill hits people.

In order to avoid exposing the target, Ye Feng and the others did not build a bonfire, but just wrapped the blankets tightly, leaned against the sheltered corner, and snuggled up to each other to keep warm.

Ye Feng leaned against Zhang Fatzi, he was large and felt a little warmer.

But this may just be his psychological effect, because even Zhang Fat himself was shivering in the cold wind, his teeth were stumbling, and he cursed in a low voice the damn horse bandits, the damn Brother Murmur.

This biting chill made Ye Feng suddenly think of Miss Cheng who was left in the open space in the valley, as well as Old Man Fu Shuangling, Xiao Sanji, and the injured brother Xie Zhenliang.

There is no grass here, presumably they can't make a bonfire, and all the tents have been burned down, so I wonder how they can withstand the cold of this desert night?

Thinking of Cheng Nianzhen, Ye Feng faintly felt a trace of warmth in his heart, but soon, it turned into deep worry.

What if they can't stop the re-attack of so many horse bandits after dawn tomorrow?

Will there be eggs under the nest?

With a team of less than ten people who are currently exhausted, it is undoubtedly a miracle that Taniguchi can hold on for the whole day. As for how long it will last tomorrow, Ye Feng is not sure at all.

Now that the leader of the horse bandits is Brother Lan, the hope of the Shazhou Guard reinforcements has also been cut off, and now this place has become a trapped beast.

He began to regret a little in his heart, maybe he shouldn't have been so obstinately looking for the legendary ancient city of Loulan, and he shouldn't have been so insistent on solving the mystery of the dragon pattern that appeared on his back at that time.

If it weren't for that, Miss Cheng wouldn't have accompanied her

adventure, and these good brothers and good friends will not accompany themselves to be trapped here, facing a life-and-death crisis.

Perhaps, it's all your own fault.

For everyone's sake, for Miss Cheng's sake, Ye Feng was secretly thinking about whether he should stand up until dawn and be caught as Brother Mu said.

In this way, maybe everyone's lives can be saved, and maybe the whole girl can be saved.

Brother Lan had personally promised that as long as Ye Feng went with them, he would let the others go.

He was still thinking nonsense here, and Zhang Fatzi, who was shivering from the cold, asked in a low voice at this time: "Why don't these horse bandits dare to attack at night?"

He asked the camel sitting with its back against the stone wall.

The camel closed his eyes and replied with a snort: "When they attacked during the day, they suffered the loss of traps and falling rocks, and the Tang Gate in Shuzhong is famous for its tricks and hidden weapons, so I am afraid that the casualties will be too great if they attack them at night." ”

"And," he continued, after a pause, "the rule in the desert is that no one is allowed to enter the Devil's City at night. ”

Zhang Fatzi was stunned and asked curiously, "Why? Is there really a devil here?"

The camel snorted coldly, didn't even open his eyes, and said, "I don't know if there is a devil, but there is a legend." Legend has it that Devil's Town was originally a prosperous and wealthy castle with kind men and women who were handsome and beautiful. ”

Later, their greed grew and coveted the money of the merchants, and secretly killed them and robbed them of their money and goods. Their hearts were filled with evil thoughts, and their faces became hideous and terrible. ”

"In the end, the gods punished them for their crimes, and the place was swallowed up by yellow sand, and the castle was reduced to ruins, and everyone died. But the evil thoughts in their hearts had not yet disappeared, and they turned into evil spirits and did not want to leave, so they stayed in the ruins, and every night they went out and wandered about, wailing and howling, hoping that the gods would hear their repentance. That's why it's called the Devil's City. ”

Hearing this bizarre and tortuous story, Zhang Fat Man was fascinated for a while, and said: "That's why no one dares to enter here at night, just for fear of meeting the devil here?"

He summed it up in a serious way: "Therefore, it can be seen that these so-called legends are in fact nothing more than the false rumors of those ignorant and superstitious people. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thin voice from the valley, like a woman whimpering in a low voice, as if it were far away.

Zhang Fatzi was stunned for a moment, at this moment, it was clear that there should be only one woman in the valley! Could it be that she was crying?

He turned his head and patted Ye Feng, and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear it, it seems that Miss Cheng is crying?"

Ye Feng also heard it, he pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, this voice was not like Miss Cheng, and Miss Cheng They were far away in the middle of the valley, it was impossible for her cry to come out so far.

Ye Feng shook his head and said slowly: "No, it's not Miss Cheng's voice. ”

Isn't it Miss Cheng? Who else could it be?

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The fat man's voice trembled a little, and he raised his voice and shouted into the valley, "Who is it? Who is there pretending to be a ghost?

The crying continued, and naturally no one paid attention to him.

Zhang Fatzi's mind suddenly flashed the legend that the camel told just now, and suddenly the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, Leng Ding Ding shivered, and blurted out: "It's not Miss Cheng, it's really ......."

Before he could say the word "ghost", he heard another voice, this time as if it was a man with a low voice, a low voice full of pain in his hoarse voice.

Fat Zhang's eyes widened, he turned his head to look at Ye Feng, and found that Ye Feng was also staring at him with round eyes full of surprise, who is this voice?

At this time, everyone heard this strange voice, and they all looked at each other with a look of surprise on their faces.

After a while, several more voices sounded one after another, some like children, some like old people, and even some like various animals, all of them were whimpering and crying, as if they were enduring great pain.

These voices converged and echoed over the entire Devil's City, and the ghosts cried wolf, miserable and miserable, and stunned everyone.

One of the camel riders was so frightened that he quickly fell to his knees, and the mountain shouted and bowed, thinking that a ghost was coming.

The fat man's face was frightened, his whole body trembled, and he stammered: "That, that legend is true, if it's true, there are ghosts, what should I do?"

Even Tang Da, who had always been calm and composed, lost his face at this moment, and his heart was terrified, could it be that there were really ghosts and gods?

Ye Feng has never believed in ghosts and gods, but the situation in front of him can't help but believe it, could it be that the legend is true?

Looking at everyone, Ye Feng was a little surprised to find that at this time, among all the people, only the camel was still closing his eyes for a long time, and he seemed to be deaf to the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls that sounded in his ears.

He must know something!

Ye Feng cleared his throat and calmed down, and then asked, "Mr. Camel, this, what the hell is going on?"

The camel slowly opened its eyes. Glancing at the frightened crowd, he sneered twice, and then said: "Ye Gongzi, you are all people of insight who are full of wealth, why, you also believe in the theory of ghosts and gods?"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, but he was slightly fixed in his heart, listening to his words, this should have nothing to do with ghosts and gods.

The words of ghosts and gods, Ye Feng didn't believe it originally, but how to explain the terrible and weird ghost crying wolf howl in front of him?

Ye Feng was a little dazed.

Looking at his blank expression, the camel smiled faintly and said: "Actually, it is very simple to say, in this valley there are strange rocks and rows of trees, whenever the desert night wind hits, the wind blows between the cracks in the stones, it will make all kinds of strange sounds. ”

"In the desert, there is no wind during the day, and only at night will there be strong winds, so everything is normal during the day, and only at night will there be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves, and the people of the world are ignorant and ignorant, so they mistakenly say that there are ghosts and gods in the devil's city

Wail. ”

Actually, I was taught this when I was eight years old, when my father was still alive. There are no ghosts and gods in the world, but it is a pity that for decades, no one even knows the mystery, and today even you think it is a ghost, which is really sad and lamentable. ”

After speaking, his face sank, he closed his eyes again, and rested by himself with his back against the stone wall.

Ye Feng saw his expression and knew that at this moment, he was afraid that he would recall the tragic past in the camel's heart and remind him of his deceased father.

After all, his father died in this devil's city.

Although the camel's explanation is reasonable, everyone still feels thrilled and difficult to calm down when they hear this terrible and strange cry.

Zhang Fatzi touched Ye Feng with his elbow with some disbelief, and asked, "Fourth, do you say that what he said is true? Is this really just the sound of the wind blowing?"

Seeing his timid and cowering appearance, Ye Feng gave him an angry look: "Aren't you full of scriptures and history, and you know everything?

Zhang Fatzi snorted aggrievedly: "There are also a lot of ghosts and ghosts in the wild history, who can know whether this is true or false?"

Ye Feng simply closed his eyes and ignored him anymore.

He thought to himself, Miss Cheng, who was in the middle of the valley at the moment, wondered if she would also be frightened by the sound of the ghost crying wolf?

Thinking about it, the voice in his ears gradually stopped feeling so harsh, and in a trance, he fell asleep.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Looking for the Dragon" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~