Daqin: Zulong's Traveling Frog

Chapter 318 Chaos
As the breeze blows, the floating sand is lifted, the sand dunes flow, and the outline changes accordingly. The scene seems to drift slowly, as if large ships with full sails are about to sail away, or as if countless islands are standing on the rough sea.

The sea travels across the mountains, which is extremely fantastic, as beautiful as a song, as novel as a painting, and attracts people's imagination.It is as majestic as the sea, but also gives people a confusing and mysterious feeling.

You Long reluctantly raised his head, pointed to the front and said, "We're almost there! After passing this sand dune, we'll be Dragon City."

Xiao Yang looked along his fingers, and there appeared a large group of khaki-colored hills in front of him, like impregnable castles, standing in the middle of the desert, as high and steep as city walls and palaces, stretching as long as dragons and tigers, and more dense than the sand dunes I had just seen. magnificent.

When I got closer, I found that this natural "Dragon City" formed by wind erosion really looks like the epitome of a decadent ancient city: a series of wind-eroded valleys criss-cross, like the bustling streets of the city.

The stone pillars and stone piers on both sides of the street are like the buildings built along the street. The buildings are densely packed, row upon row, scattered in height and ingenious, just like the most brilliant craftsman's careful layout.Being in this Dragon City, which is created by nature with uncanny craftsmanship, there is indeed a kind of shocking power.

The sky is so high, the earth is so broad, and people are so small. The feeling of magic and confusion is indescribable.

At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and the vast sea was gradually receding, and the blood-like setting sun covered Dragon City with an orange-red gauze.

The lights and shadows whirled, flickering, like a lingering smoke, a bit deep and mysterious in the grotesque, like an ancient dream.

Xiao Yang supported You Long and sat down against the city wall, seeing his chest heaving violently, already dying, he felt sad, turned around and took the water bag hanging on the yellow horse, and fed You Long to drink.

But You Long didn't drink, and said, "This water is for you."

Xiao Yang said: "Brother Youlong..."

You Longdao: "I don't have much time left, listen to me first... Khotan King Xidun wants to dominate the Western Regions, he has already obtained your secret silk production technology in the Central Plains, and is planning a big war with the Moshan Kingdom. Conspiracy, the intention is to destroy Cheshi first, and then attack Loulan. They have bought horse thieves... You... You must rush to Cheshi Kingdom immediately to stop Khotan's plot, and then try to resolve its old grudge with Loulan..."

Xiao Yangming knew that these were extremely difficult tasks. He was just a Han Chinese from the Central Plains who had just arrived in the Western Regions. It was impossible for him to do it on his own. However, seeing You Long's life hanging in the balance and looking at him eagerly, he still agreed without hesitation. Said: "Okay, I promise you, I will do my best."

He expected that You Long took all his efforts to bring him to this mysterious Dragon City, not only to tell Khotan's conspiracy, but also asked, "Brother You Long, is there anything else you want to explain?"

You Long took a few breaths, and said: "There is one more important thing, please become me after I die, become You Long." Xiao Yang was stunned, and said: "What?"

You Long said: "I know this matter is very embarrassing for you. Brother Xiao Yang traveled thousands of miles from the Central Plains to the Western Regions and has his own special mission. But I really can't let anyone know that You Long is dead. You Long is not dead. For the sake of the caravans in the desert, for... alas... Actually, I am not a real wandering dragon either.

The real Youlong died in Bailongdui with the horse thief Ashali and his gang six years ago.

I...I just inherited his identity and mask...you know...how important the name Youlong is to the caravans coming and going, and how deterrent it is to the horse thieves rampant in the desert..."

Xiao Yang suddenly understood, it turned out that Yulong was wearing a mask similar to the color of human skin, no wonder he always had such a zombie-like expression, the immortality of Yulong was not the flesh and blood, but the spirit passed down from generation to generation With fame and fame, Youlong has actually become a symbol of hope on the Silk Road, representing the power of justice.

Xiao Yang was not a person who could be moved easily, but now he was deeply moved, and he made up his mind in an instant, and said resolutely: "I promise you, no matter what Brother You Long says, I promise you! I will wear Put on a mask and appear in the desert as Youlong until I find what I'm looking for. Then I will find a suitable successor to inherit Youlong's career in the desert."

You Long breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "So, thank you very much. We have only met for the first time today, and I am really sorry for entrusting such a heavy burden to Brother Xiao Yang." His tone was very sincere, full of apologies, and clearly came from the bottom of his heart. heart.

A warrior who single-handedly rescued people from a group of horse thieves entrusted such a huge secret and responsibility to the person he met for the first time. What an opportunity and trust.Xiao Yang's nose was sore and his eyes were wet. He held You Long's hand tightly and said, "Thank you, thank you for your trust."

You Long smiled gratifiedly, and said: "Brother Xiao Yang, please don't tell anyone what happened today, including the fact that I was killed by a crossbow arrow from Khotan. Don't let others know."

His voice was low, hoarse and tired.Although Xiao Yang was puzzled, he expected that the other party must have deep meaning, so he immediately replied: "Yes."

Xiao Yang had many doubts in his heart and wanted to ask in detail, but then he heard You Long murmur: "Don't feel sorry for me, this is my fate." His voice gradually became weaker.

You Long did not answer, but raised his hand with difficulty, trying to take off the soft leather mask that had been with him for many years.

The mask was made of who knows what material, and it fit perfectly against his skin. If he hadn't said it himself, it would have been hard to tell that he was wearing a mask.He was probably tired of it already, but it was just because of the heavy responsibility that he had to wear it on his face all the time.

Xiao Yang couldn't help but stretched out his hand to help him, and finally took off the mask, revealing his true appearance.

You Long originally looked very young, no more than 23 or [-] years old. His appearance was quite different from that of a Central Plains person, with sharp edges and corners, graceful grace, but his face was slightly pale.

To hide such a handsome and extraordinary face under a fake mask, to be willing to be the shadow of the famous "Youlong", hovering on the edge of blood and death for six full years, how much courage is needed, How much sacrifice is required.

There was a vicissitudes of life smile on Youlong's golden paper-like face. He gathered his last strength and said intermittently: "In the past six years, you are the first person to see my true face. I can also tell you that I... My original name is Aowen..."

His voice is pure, deep, and powerful, with an inherent tenderness and helpless sadness.

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Yang watched the hero come to an end in front of him. The imminent task right now was to inform King Loulan of the news.
(End of this chapter)