The rats retreated into the woods, and there was a rat cry in the woods. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Inside the wall of fire, almost everyone was dirty. The Five Sages of Kunlun and several heads of the Central Plains have never taken action to drive away the rats, and their clothes are still very neat, but we and the disciples of various sects are not so lucky, and our bodies are more or less damaged and bloodstained. Some of us have been bitten by those rats, and our clothes are stained with their own blood and the blood from the rats, but most of us are still stained with the blood of the rats.

The site where we were stationed also became a mess, with tents, carts, horses, ropes, clothes, and sticks scattered all over the ground, all intact, and in a short time there were scattered stars that had been eaten by the rats. The grass was tossed and twisted by the rats, mixed and folded, as if it had been washed with blood, and became a little black and red. It can be said that none of us are weak, but we are still helpless in the face of such a jungle rat tide, and perhaps the disciples of the big sect are all one against ten, but they have also suffered a big loss.

I was tidying up my clothes, but I saw Jiang Shun flying from the woods, his light skills were excellent, and his feet were just a little light on the tip of the grass, and the person was like an arrow from Xuan, and he fell in front of us in a moment.

As soon as he put his feet on the ground, I could see that he was clutching a round human head in his left hand. The human head had been mostly corroded, like a large piece of carrion, with a few strands of withered yellow hair sticking to the top of the head, both ears had been gnawed away, and the lips on the mouth had disappeared, revealing two rows of dull yellow teeth.

Jiang Shun left the head on the ground, and said with a smile: "There is a female mouse in that woods, and I have cut open its belly, which was pulled out of its belly. ”

I was almost dizzy when he said this, and I couldn't help but look at the sack-like thing hanging from the tree in the woods, which must be the mother mouse he was talking about. The Fireheart Daoist looked at the head on the ground and muttered, "It seems that we came to the territory of these beasts by mistake. ”

Three Eyes handed Jiang Shun a cloth towel, Jiang Shun took it and wiped the blood stains on his hands, and said: "Huoxin Zhenren's words are wrong, this is not the territory of these stinky rats, but the territory of a wizard. ”

"Wizard?"

Jiang Shun smiled: "There is a stone cave in that woods, I have gone in and seen it, and there is a wizard living in it, but it is a headless corpse. ”

At this time, Su Qingyao squatted on the ground and looked at the head, and shouted, "Is it a ghost boy who is backing up?!"

I was a little baffled, Jiang Shun said: "You wizards just like to get some unclean things, and backlash is also karma, hehe." ”

Su Qingyao ignored Jiang Shun, but got up and hugged the Huoxin Daoist, and said hurriedly: "Huoxin Master, it is a very rare thing for the ghost boy to fight back, the wizard has raised the ghost boy with his own blood, and if he succeeds, he will send it at will, and if he loses, the ghost boy's temperament will change greatly and become cruel and unreasonable." Now that Brother Jiang has killed the female ghost boy, these rats heard the sound unclear, so they thought it was the female ghost boy who summoned them, so they retreated. If these rats learn that the mother ghost boy is dead, they are afraid that they will become irritable and abnormal. According to the old man's humble opinion, it is best for me to leave this place as soon as possible. ”

Hearing him say this, I always felt that the ghost boy was like a person, and he could have so many emotions and know how to take revenge. But he was the only one in our group who knew a little bit of witchcraft, and he was so eager that we had to lift our hearts again. I saw that the Fire Heart Daoist nodded and said, "Brother Su said so, let's leave here quickly." ”

None of us said anything, and the team set off again. Sure enough, before he had gone far, there were bursts of terrible rat cries behind him, and it seemed that the group of rats had really become fierce as Su Qingyao said.

We quickened our pace, gradually moving away from the woods, and in the middle of the night we reached the foot of a sheltered dirt hill, where we rested for a short time, and then hurried again at dawn. The horse pulling the cart was bitten to death by a mouse, it was the one that was crushed under the carriage before, and the other horses also had a lot of bite marks on their bodies, but fortunately, there was no poison on the teeth of these rats, and Su Qingyao smeared some external herbs, and the horses could still move normally.

After a long journey, our team came to a barren place, where rare woods and meadows were everywhere, and as far as the eye could see, there were loess ravines. If we hadn't touched that group of mice, maybe we still have some spirits, although we are wearing very thick clothes now, but there are many damages, it is really a little embarrassing. However, when I stepped on the hard yellow earth, I still felt a sudden brightness in front of me, and the dull feeling of the jungle in my heart disappeared. This is already far away from the Kunlun Sect, out of the territory of the Black Khan, and even farther away from the Central Principle. Standing on this land at this time, I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in my heart, including the reluctance to leave the country, and the amazement of the danger of the jungle in the Western Regions, but more of the curiosity in my heart.

To the west of the barren land was a high loess slope, and we climbed to the top of the high slope, and below, in front of our eyes, there was an endless desert. On the edge of the desert, there are clusters of yellow clay buildings, earthen houses, and loess attics. In addition to these groups of mud houses, there are many low-slung tents, which are connected from east to west. In the distance, the desert was dim, but nothing could be seen, and the wind and sand there were blowing so hard that they blocked the view.

Su Qingyao whispered: "Gu Xiaoyou, this is Shacheng." ”

I was a little surprised, looking at the earthwork building below, when I came to hear them say that there are delicacies and wines in the sand city, it is very lively, there are many people coming and going, and the trade is prosperous, I have also imagined the scenery of the sand city, and I think it should be a great city. Looking at it now, this is a city of what kind of city, this is simply a group of houses composed of earthen houses and earthen houses. There are no walls, no moats, and not even the most basic sand city boundary monuments. If anything is special, there are the rows of low tents that stretch to the west.

I replied with a whisper, and followed the Fireheart Dao people towards the bottom of the dirt slope. It was afternoon, and it stands to reason that it was already evening at this time in the Central Plains, and the sky was about to go late. However, here it is the scorching sun, a piece of scorching heat, the sand city is also very lively, there are many people coming and going, and there are many people who spread a big cloth on the ground to set up stalls.

There are also streets in Shacheng, which are somewhat different from the streets of the Central Plains, and the ground is not paved with pieces of bluestone slabs, but a whole piece of sand. Most of the people who do business on the street sit on the ground, or under the scorching sun, or build a small white cloth shed on their heads, which is very different. These people who set up the stalls are dressed strangely and look different from us. Most of them wore blue and white robes, and had a large hat buttoned around their heads, which looked like long cloth scarves twisted together and then coiled up, and some even had ornaments on them. The beards on their mouths are curled upward, their hair is brown and yellow, and their eye sockets are deeply sunken, and they look very funny, a bit like the Tibetans, but they are also very different. And the rest of us are even less so.

When I got closer, I realized that these buildings were not all made of loess, and the walls and roof tiles were covered with gravel, which was very different from the brick and wood buildings of the Central Plains. I've heard a little bit of the architecture of the Western Regions, their walls made of a mixture of sand and dirt are extremely cold, and the cold wind does not enter, and every house is built into a dome, like a cave. Of course, their buildings are supported by pillars, and the smaller low-rise houses look like solidified tents.

The sudden arrival of a group of 2,000 people inevitably aroused the sideways glances of many people, but the Fireheart Daoist ignored this, led us to the rear of the earthen house complex, and ordered us to start setting up tents.

The tents we set up were all brought from the Kunlun Pai, and the fabric was excellent and solid, much larger than the low tents on the edge of the desert. A tent can accommodate more than 20 people, and the tents set up by the Kunlun faction and the Emei faction are even larger, and in this kind of open place that looks like a city but not a city, it is not crowded at all to set up nearly a hundred tents.

They and Han Xiao had just set up a tent, and I was tying the rope to the ground nail, but from a distance, I saw more than a dozen casually dressed men coming over, and a curly old man said in a loud voice: "The Fire Heart Dao people of the Kunlun Sect are here?"

He said this to a Kunlun disciple who was busy setting up a tent next to us, and one of the Kunlun disciples stopped and said, "Who are you?

The old man had a cold face, but when he saw someone talking, he hurriedly bent down with one hand across his chest and bowed, and said with a smile: "The contemptible Tuva, the city lord of Shacheng, learned that the saint of the Kunlun faction came to Shacheng and came to pay a visit. ”

When the Kunlun sect disciple heard this, he bowed back with a fist in his fist, pointed to a gorgeous tent that had been erected not far away, and said, "My master and uncle are discussing important matters in the tent, Your Excellency, wait a minute, I will report it." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for the old man to reply, he turned around and was about to run towards the tent, but at this moment, a laugh came from the gorgeous tent, and then I saw the Huoxin Daoist open the curtain and walked out, followed by the four saints of Kunlun and Cheng Fuhai. The Fireheart Daoist looked at the old man and said with a smile: "The city lord of Tuva is here, why don't you send someone to announce it?"

The old man named Tuva bent down and saluted, and said with a smile: "The fact that the Fireheart Dao people can come to Shacheng has already flattered the old man, how dare he slack off?"

The Fireheart Daoist smiled and gestured, "Mr. Tuva, talk inside." ”