Next two days.

Everyone resumed their hurried journey again.

Every day seems to repeat itself.

Even the scenery seems to be carved out of the same mold.

The sky is full of yellow sand, the endless wilderness and the Gobi Desert, except for the increasingly heavy snow, are so boring and suffocating.

Until the fifth day.

It's just dawn.

The curtain door of a tent in the camp was opened from the inside out, and a tall figure walked out.

It is Kunlun.

Feeling the increasingly cold weather, I couldn't help but let out a long breath.

As soon as it merged into the air, it immediately condensed into a series of

He glanced around.

The tents were lined up one after another, spreading along the river for more than a mile.

That's right.

Where they camped.

It is an ancient river.

But it has long since dried up, and only the pebbles buried in the yellow sand and the crooked dead trees on the river beach are still silently telling the story of thousands of years of history.

Looking around the camp, there were wooden stakes inserted on the outermost river beach to form a simple fence to prevent wild beasts hunting at night from breaking into the camp.

The center of the camp.

It's a bonfire.

Overnight, the bonfire was nearly extinguished.

Several figures gathered around the bonfire, and it turned out that they were the guys who were responsible for keeping watch last night. They had stayed up for half the night and were so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes.

See this.

Kunlun couldn't help but sigh.

This trip to the Western Regions was obviously much faster than the last trip to southern Yunnan.

There was hardly much time to rest.

Day and night.

Even the old guys on the mountain can't bear it.

But for some reason, the shopkeeper never stopped going, as if... he was competing with someone for time.

The thought flashed through his mind.

Kunlun didn't dare to think too much. He returned to the tent, took out his jacket and put it on. When he opened the door curtain again, a cloud of yellow sand fell down, covering him all over.

In just one night, the top of the tent was covered with yellow sand.

Although it has been a long time since I entered Western Xinjiang.

This happens often.

But Kunlun still couldn't get used to it. He shook his head and shook off the yellow sand from his hair.

Then he took steps to wake up the guys who were keeping watch.

I thought I could take a nap for a while while everyone was still awake.

only……

Just took a few steps forward.

His figure suddenly froze in place.

The snow that had been falling for half a month actually stopped.

Looking up, he saw the snowflakes falling on his face, but he had no intention of avoiding it. Instead, he stared at the gradually dissipating fog and the reappearance of the sky, his expression full of wonder.

Kunlun couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen the sky in the Western Region.

in memory.

It seems like this has been the case since entering Hexi.

The whole world seems to be gray, and the green mountains and green waters that are common in western Hunan are even rarer than gold in this Gobi Desert.

As the wind and snow gradually subsided.

A ray of golden sunshine also emerged from the clouds.

The clouds and mist are dyed like gold.

Kunlun stared blankly at this long-lost scene, and couldn't help but want to raise his head and roar, but looking at the still silent camp around him, he hesitated, and finally held back.

but.

When he looked across the vast, silent horizon.

The pupils suddenly dilated.

I saw that at the end of the vast Gobi Desert, a high mountain suddenly appeared.

It's several thousand meters high.

It's like a barrier that separates heaven and earth.

The sun falls on the top of the snow, reflecting a golden light.

"Tianshan?"

"It can't be wrong, it must be!"

Looking at the golden dome from a distance, Kunlun felt as if there were countless voices screaming in his ears, and there was a constant thumping sound under his chest.

Entering the Western Region from Mozigou.

So long.

The mountain range that only existed in legend finally revealed its true appearance for the first time like a half-hidden dancer holding a pipa.

My heart surged.

He could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

He kept repeating the name of Tianshan in his mouth.

In the middle of the camp, a few guys near the campfire woke up from their naps.

Their expressions changed from nervousness and uneasiness at the beginning, to a subconscious sigh of relief when they saw Kunlun, until they also saw the golden dome standing at the end of the world.

Indescribable surprise burst out from his eyes.

"Is it Kunlun Mountain?"

"What are you talking about? Tianshan, that's Tianshan!"

"It's so fucking majestic, even Pingshan Mountain is not big enough in front of it."

Several guys were discussing loudly.

Gradually.

One after another, people came out of the tents, but looking at the clearing sky and the Tianshan Mountains, they suddenly woke up from their sleepy eyes.

"Shopkeeper, look!"

Not long after.

A figure wearing a green cotton robe walked out.

Kunlun's face was full of joy as if he had not yet awakened, and he pointed in the distance and kept talking.

"Eastern Tianshan..."

Chen Yulou stayed up all night.

Only then did he finish his practice by meditating.

At this moment, looking at the mountain peaks stretching across the horizon, I felt confident.

I have been busy traveling these past few days.

Until last night, he was still wondering. According to the map, Mozigou was only four or five hundred miles away from Kunmo City. It should have been five days, but there was no trace of the Tianshan Mountains.

For this reason, he even worried whether he was going in the wrong direction.

After all, in the vast desert, unless you are walking all year round, it is extremely easy to lose your way without a guide.

But now I see the East Tianshan Mountain.

Chen Yulou completely let go of the last worry in his heart.

"Let the brothers make a fire and cook."

"It's a rare sunny day. Try to get to Kunmo before noon."

"Yes, from the shopkeeper."

Everyone in this congregation has woken up.

Where will the delay be?

There was no wind, no snow, and the sky was clear and clear. It was nothing like the horrible weather before.

Almost no reminder needed.

The man in charge of burning the stove had already found dead trees from everywhere, while the others wasted no time in cleaning up the camp.

Not long after.

The well-fed horse team continued their journey.

With accurate goals and routes in place, the atmosphere was obviously much more enthusiastic than the downturn of the previous few days, and everyone's face was filled with smiles and expectations.

As long as it's a town.

No matter how big or small.

At least I can have a hot meal and a roof over my head.

Instead of chewing tasteless dry food all day, sleeping in the vast desert at night and falling asleep to the roar of wolves and beasts.

Hurry and hurry along the way.

Beyond Chen Yulou's expectation, the cavalry entered the East Tianshan area in less than two hours.

From a distance, he could see a small town standing at the foot of the rolling snow-capped mountains.

There are only a few hundred low earthen houses, and the city walls are only two or three meters high. It looks cold and desolate. It is difficult to imagine that it was the capital of Hami Kingdom a thousand years ago.

Not to mention Jin Zhangye, Yin Wuwei and Jiayuguan City that we passed by on our way here.

Even Chenjiazhuang cannot compare.

But this was the first ancient city they encountered after entering the Western Region.

There are rivers that flow around the city, flowing to the southwest, and there are rare forests located on the outskirts of the city. It's a pity that it is the severe winter season, otherwise it would be a lush and vibrant scene.

The group entered the city through the east gate.

He couldn't hide his curiosity and looked around.

When passing the door.

The same is true for the soldiers guarding the city.

After looking at Lu Yin repeatedly and confirming that they were businessmen heading to Central Asia and not those demons who killed a thousand swordsmen, they were allowed in.

But the look in the eyes of the horse team.

They all showed surprise.

After all, it has been more than a year since I saw any businessmen coming and going.

I heard people say that a group of sand bandits who escaped from southern Xinjiang occupied the Xingxing Gorge and cut off the trade routes. This led to the disappearance of the originally prosperous camel and horse teams.

Kunmo City is located on the ancient Silk Road.

For generations, residents in the city have relied on this road to make a living and support their families.

Now that the trade routes are cut off, countless people have also lost their way of living.

and so.

The team almost entered Kunmo City.

Immediately, countless people flocked in, speaking vague Chinese, trying to win business.

"Knapper, go and ask if anyone has been to the Black Desert?"

I saw the comments on the last chapter, and when I looked them up, I was really confused. I will retake those two chapters after I finish the subject three. Thank you for your tolerance.

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