Goldfinger is a bit strange

Many people who listen to Dao Lang's song "Poplars of Kashgar" don't know what the last chant is.

That's right, it's Duolang Muqam.

At this moment, in the Gobi Desert, under the lonely poplar tree, Liu Qingshan's vast singing voice merged with the desolate chanting of Muqam, and the people present seemed to be in another world.

It seemed that three thousand years had passed in an instant.

The half-dead and half-thriving poplar tree was a witness to these years.

Miss Xiaoxu had already burst into tears, and she pressed her body tightly against the poplar tree, as if she wanted to merge with it.

Even if her body was weathered by the years, she would still wait here for her lover.

Finally, the voices of Liu Qingshan and those Uyghur compatriots gradually faded away.

Liu Qingshan clasped his hands together and bowed to the poplar tree: "Live like a poplar!"

The Uyghurs around him also bowed to the poplar tree, and then surrounded Liu Qingshan, saying something in their mouths, with a very close look.

Although they did not speak the same language, the music connected their hearts together.

As for the other passengers, they all looked at Liu Qingshan strangely: My little comrade is amazing, he can actually win the respect of the local ethnic group.

Li Likun also squeezed into the crowd and happily served as an interpreter for Liu Qingshan.

He was also full of respect in his heart. You know, he was recognized only after saving the lives of a mother and a child.

"Boss, these fellows asked you, did you write the song you just sang?" Li Likun translated.

Liu Qingshan shook his head: "It's a friend of mine. Maybe in ten years, he will come to this vast land, and you will definitely be able to hear his singing then."

Dao Lang is still a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old, and he still has more than ten years to go before his style is fully developed.

Only when he came to this land, he would become Daolang.

"Let's go!" The driver's voice came from the direction of the bus.

Liu Qingshan was about to go over to take care of Xiaoxu, but found that she had already walked straight towards the bus. Although her eyes were red, they were full of determination.

Perhaps it was this desert poplar that taught her to be strong.

After everyone got back on the bus, the atmosphere in the car became much more relaxed. Even the locals gently plucked musical instruments, and many people hummed along. The scene was very harmonious.

The bus kept shaking until it was almost dark, and then arrived in Karamay. Everyone seemed to be falling apart.

When getting off the bus, Liu Qingshan waved goodbye to the locals. Several of them invited Liu Qingshan to visit their homes, including the middle-aged man with the eagle.

And the workers in the oil system also invited Liu Qingshan and others to the guesthouse.

Liu Qingshan thought about it, and thanked these workers, and then followed the man with the eagle out of the small city of Karamay.

This is what he planned. If he wanted to find Senior Brother Hai in the Gobi Desert, it would be best if he had the help of local people, after all, they were the most familiar with this place.

With Li Likun's translation, Liu Qingshan also learned that the big man's name was Aizimati, which means "good man".

On the way, Aizimati went to a family on the edge of the city, and then led out a big camel. He put the saddlebag he was carrying on the hump, and then led the camel in front to lead the way.

It seems that when people came, they left the camel here and planned to ride it when they went back, but now there are a lot of people.

After leaving the city and walking a few miles, seeing that Miss Xiaoxu was exhausted, but still gritting her teeth and holding on, Liu Qingshan asked Li Likun to discuss with the good uncle whether she could ride a camel.

Aizimati stopped, then waved his hand, indicating that everyone should take a rest together, and muttered a few words.

Li Likun could only translate with a strange expression: "Either everyone rides camels, or no one rides. We can't treat friends the same way."

That makes sense, Liu Qingshan nodded.

Only then did he notice that the falcon on Aizimati's shoulder had flown away at some point.

After the group rested for a few minutes, a distant eagle cry suddenly sounded in the sky, and then a black shadow flew over and landed on Aizimati's shoulder.

A piece of cowhide was draped over Aizimati's shoulder, so he was not afraid of the eagle's claws landing on it.

Then they saw a gust of dust flying in the distance, and in the field of vision, more than a dozen camels appeared, walking towards this side slowly.

Aizimati stood up: "Although camels walk slowly, they can reach their destination."

Liu Qingshan suddenly understood a little. No wonder there are wise men like Afanti in this land.

The wisdom summed up by the working people does not sound profound at all, but it is very practical.

When the camel team came closer, a boy about ten years old was riding on the camel in the front, with two red spots on his face, and he was talking to Aizimati in a babble.

Aizimati waved his hand and asked everyone to get on the camels, but the four long legs of the camel were almost as tall as a person, so it was really hard to climb up.

Wang Xiaobing even jumped up and lay on the camel's back, but the camel shook its hump slightly, and Wang Xiaobing fell off the other side.

The boy slid down from the camel's back, then stretched out his little hand and patted the camel's front legs.

The camel first knelt down on its front legs, then knelt down on its hind legs, and its whole body lay on the ground, less than one meter high.

Wang Xiaobing tried to sit on it first, and then the camel stood up slowly, with its two humps, one in front and one behind, saving the saddle.

Others followed suit and rode on camels.

The little boy led the way, and Aizimati followed behind, leaving camel bells all the way, and they walked slowly in the twilight.

Aizimati was right. They finally reached their destination at nearly midnight.

It seemed very late at midnight, but in fact, it was only one or two hours after dark.

It was a yurt, and the surrounding scenery was not clear. When Liu Qingshan and his friends entered the yurt, there was already a hostess wearing a headscarf, who served milk tea and set up a late dinner.

Most of them were dairy products, and then meat products. Everyone was really hungry and wolfed them down.

Cao Xiaofei was still quite alert. He was worried that there would be something wrong with the food, so he asked Liu Qingshan in a low voice.

Liu Qingshan waved his hand. He knew that once these herdsmen recognized you, they would treat you like a relative and would definitely not have any bad intentions.

Liu Qingshan slept until eight o'clock the next morning, then he got up and left the yurt, and then he could see the surrounding scenery clearly.

The sky was vast and the wilderness was vast, but there was no grassland around. The ground was mostly sandy, with more yellow than green, and then there were clumps of drought-resistant plants such as camel thorn.

Dozens of tall camels were slowly nibbling on the plants on the ground, and there were more than a dozen horses, leisurely swinging their tails.

There was also a flock of sheep in the distance, slowly moving on the Gobi Desert.

This place really can't be called a good pasture, but the herders still survive tenaciously.

Liu Qingshan faced the rising sun and started jogging. After the activity started, he gradually increased his speed.

Da Da Da, there was a sound of horse hooves behind him, and it was the little boy riding a horse to catch up.

Liu Qingshan already knew that the little boy's name was Yeerjiang, so he waved to the little guy on horseback.

The little guy grinned, and the smile was very pure. He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the sheep in the distance.

Liu Qingshan also smiled and nodded, and began to speed up again. One man and one horse, they galloped towards the distance on this slightly desolate grassland.

Aizimati and his wife were milking camels. Looking at the situation over there, they couldn't help but smile and shook their heads: How can people outrun horses?

After milking two buckets of camel milk, Aizimati carried a large bucket in one hand and walked towards the yurt.

He accidentally glanced at the sheep in the distance, and then his arms shook in shock, and both buckets of camel milk fell to the ground.

One of the buckets flipped over, and the milky white milk all flowed on Aizimati's boots. He seemed to be unaware of it, just staring blankly into the distance.

I saw two small black dots moving quickly towards the sheep, the one behind had four legs, and the one in front had two legs.

How is this possible?

Aizimati rubbed his eyes. Could it be that Yeerjiang let the water go?

No, he knew his son too well. He was a competitive child.

Aizimati finally understood: it turns out that people can really outrun horses.

Liu Qingshan rushed to the sheep herd, then gradually stopped, and Yerjiang finally rode up to catch up.

The little guy turned over and got off the horse neatly, ran to Liu Qingshan, excitedly grabbed his arm, and said something.

Liu Qingshan wanted to reach out and touch the little guy's head, but he didn't know if there was any taboo.

Many ethnic groups are very taboo about touching children's heads, worried that bad people will take away their souls.

So Liu Qingshan patted Yerjiang's shoulder, then gave a thumbs up and praised the little guy's riding skills.

He really praised it. If it was Liu Qingshan who rode a horse, he would have ridden it before, but he could only walk slowly and didn't dare to gallop at all.

Yerjiang, this little boy, is quite interesting. When he went back, he insisted that Liu Qingshan ride on the horse, and then he led the reins in front.

The admiration on his face could be seen by anyone.

After returning to the front of the yurt, Liu Qingshan got off the horse, and Yerjiang began to talk to his parents.

It was obvious that the Aizimati family respected Liu Qingshan and others more, which was reflected in the richness of the breakfast.

Early in the morning, Aizimati actually slaughtered a sheep and roasted it.

Liu Qingshan and his friends first drank camel milk and ate half a naan to fill their stomachs, and then, led by Yerjiang, they visited the nearby herdsmen.

Mainly to ask them if they had seen Senior Brother Hai.

Maybe Senior Brother Hai didn't go in this direction, so the few people didn't get anything.

However, after Aizimati learned that Liu Qingshan and his friends were looking for someone, he still sent several herdsmen to help. All of them rode horses to the entire Karamay surrounding area to inquire about the news.

Now even Liu Qingshan was moved: this is a big help.

In the evening, a herdsman finally brought back news that about 20 days ago, a Han Chinese bought a camel from a herdsman's home and went to Urho.

The herdsman who sold the camel could understand some Mandarin, and it seemed that he heard him muttering something like Devil City.

Devil City! When Xiao Xu heard the name, her face turned pale.

It would be strange if a place with such a name was not dangerous.

Liu Qingshan gave her a comforting look: "Devil City just sounds scary, but in fact, the main thing there is more wind and sand."

"Because it is in the wind outlet and is eroded by strong winds all year round, it has formed a unique Yadan landform, and the howling wind sounds like a ghost's howl, so it has this name."

Miss Xiaoxu nodded: "Then he must have gone to the Devil City. Let's go there to find him."

Liu Qingshan also felt that it was very likely. Someone like Senior Brother Hai would definitely go to the Devil City to look for inspiration.

In order to confirm that it was Senior Brother Hai, Liu Qingshan asked the herdsman to lead the way. He wanted to confirm with the herdsman who had seen the suspected Senior Brother Hai.

Seeing Liu Qingshan riding awkwardly on the horse, the herdsman said in unskilled Mandarin: "Yerjiang said you can outrun a horse."

Liu Qingshan also felt that it was too slow to travel this way, so he simply dismounted and ran for a while, and sat on the horse's back to rest when he was tired.

Even so, the herdsman who led the way was also shocked, and his eyes were full of respect when he looked at Liu Qingshan.

After confirming that it was Senior Brother Hai, Liu Qingshan came back and told Aizimati about the idea of ​​going to the Devil City to look for someone.

Unexpectedly, the hero's face suddenly changed color, and he murmured: "Why go there, why go there?"

In the legend of their nation, the Devil City really eats people.

When Liu Qingshan saw Xiaoxu reaching into her pocket, he quickly stopped her. This was not something that could be solved with money.

Liu Qingshan gestured to Li Likun again, and then said:

"Brother Aizimati, you can just take us to the Devil City, you don't need to go in."

Aizimati hesitated for a long time, then nodded: "Then I will accompany you, but you must obey my command, otherwise, we will all be swallowed by the devil."

Liu Qingshan also nodded solemnly, he knew that Aizimati could do this, which was already the limit.

Even Liu Qingshan didn't know how to thank this hero after returning.

Then they prepared for this trip. Aizimati's wife baked two bags of naan.

This thing has very little water in it, and it won't go bad even if you eat it for a month.

In addition, a lot of food was prepared, mainly dried meat and some solidified dairy products, which were easy to carry and had a long shelf life.

The last and most important thing was water.

Aizimati brought over the water bags and water bladders from the nearby herdsmen's homes, more than a dozen of them, large and small.

The gallbladders in these water bladders were made of animal bladders, which were wrapped in animal skins, making them strong and light.

Everything was ready, and early the next morning, Aizimati led the camel team on the road to the Devil City.

There were more than ten camels in total, each person rode a camel, and the rest were all used to carry supplies.

Liu Qingshan's group of six people did not all go, Wang Xiang and Wang Xiaobing stayed here.

In case of any unexpected situation, they could also provide follow-up support.

The two guys were still not very happy. As soldiers, they would never back down in the face of danger.

Liu Qingshan explained the interests to them, and the two reluctantly stayed.

The camel caravan lined up in a long line and slowly set off.

The vast Gobi Desert and the long camel bells seemed to bring people back to the ancient Silk Road thousands of years ago...

March, early spring.

Download the Aiyue Novels app to read the latest chapters. The latest chapters are already on the Aiyue Novels app. The website no longer updates the latest chapters. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou.

The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of a god, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, fell into the mortal world.

The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim blood rain.

The city was full of broken walls and ruins, and everything was withered. Collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of gloom and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, and looked at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his worn-out coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

The website is about to close. Download the Aiyue app to read the latest content for free. But even if the rain fell on his face, he did not blink his eyes, staring coldly at the distance like a falcon.

Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about seven or eight feet away from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement would instantly take it into the air.

Download the Aiyue novel app to read the latest chapters without ads for free. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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