Strange Records of Xijing

"Leave tomorrow?" Zhang Feiran was not surprised by his lover's late night visit.It's just that after he heard Gao Zekai's plan, he still couldn't help asking.

"That's right," Pei Jingxing nodded and said, "We have been delayed for too long. Yesterday I found that the pattern on the back was a little bigger. I'm afraid the prince in Beijing can't wait any longer. Now we finally have a clue. If we return in vain, we will try.”

Zhang Feiran pondered for a moment, then said: "Since that's the case, I won't stop you, it's just that the enemy is dark and we are clear, have you thought of a countermeasure?"

Pei Jingxing told the whole story: "I remember that young barbarian once said that there have been internal disputes in this tribe. Except for the two of them, everyone else hopes to follow us secretly and return to their holy land. Then at least None of these people will do anything until we find the Holy Land."

Zhang Feiran had brought Pei Jingxing by his side for a few years, teaching him martial arts and military strategy, so he knew his apprentices quite well, so he understood, and said: "Alright, let's take this opportunity to lure the snake out of the hole. We can't keep letting them Hiding safely in the dark, we are tired of dealing with it."

Pei Jingxing had this intention, but he still had a concern: "Master, there are so many people in the barracks, can Master come up with a countermeasure?"

Zhang Feiran was indeed secretly investigating the traitors in the army these two days. Facing Pei Jingxing, he did not hide much, and replied: "Anyone who can guess my thoughts must have been with me for a long time, and he has been with all the commanders in the army. There are not many people who are familiar with the staff. I have already arranged other tasks for them, so I can’t continue to intervene in this matter for the time being. I will personally select some soldiers, and they will pay close attention to your movements after you leave. The whereabouts of the barbarians are bound to be wiped out."

This coincided with Pei Jingxing's plan: "Then I will have to thank Master."

"There is no need to be so polite between you and me, master and apprentice." Zhang Feiran changed the subject and said, "But you, the weather and wind direction in the desert can change rapidly, is the guide you are looking for reliable?"

Pei Jingxing deliberately concealed the fact that old man A Ya'an bowed to Su Yan, but said: "We met that old man on the road, and after asking others, he was indeed a native of Northwest Hu people. The tribe he came from is On the edge of the desert, earning a living by hunting and guiding caravans, and hadn't been away for a long time before."

Zhang Feiran was still worried: "Be careful, we have never experienced what happened back then."

Even his staff officers were killed unknowingly, Zhang Feiran did not dare to be careless in the face of such an enemy.

Pei Jingxing nodded: "Understood."

"I will personally lead two reliable people to prepare the list you gave, and I will pick it up early tomorrow morning." Zhang Feiran said, walked to a shelf beside him, took a short knife from the shelf, and handed it to Su Yan. : "This short knife is light and easy to carry. Although it can't be called cutting iron like mud, it is enough for self-defense. Daoist Su's eyes are inconvenient, so please take this knife with you to be prepared."

Su Yan, who had always been a saw-mouthed gourd by the side, did not expect that Zhang Feiran would give him a knife. After a brief moment of surprise, he walked towards Zhang Feiran following the sound and stretched out his hands.

As soon as the knife was in his hand, Su Yan only felt that the short knife was vibrating faintly, as if there was a scorching soul in the scabbard that couldn't wait to jump out.

Pei Jingxing couldn't help being surprised: "Master, this..."

Zhang Feiran shook his hand at Pei Jingxing, signaling him to be calm, and then explained: "I bought this knife from a barbarian by accident, and this barbarian came from an extremely cold place, a place that the Zhou Dynasty had never set foot on." I heard from a businessman from the Zhou Dynasty next to this barbarian that he met this group of people only by chance and was guided by hunters. These barbarians dug out a strange iron ore from the depths of the ground, and used the ground fire to grind it repeatedly. The weapon made in this way has a bit more aura of heaven and earth. It is said that this weapon was made by this barbarian when he was an adult. Once in danger, it will emit a faint red light warning, and some people can even hear the sound coming from the knife Roar."

"But this knife is too expensive." Su Yan only felt that the short knife in his hand was really hot, and he handed it forward, saying, "Thank you General for your kindness, but I will not be rewarded for nothing."

"Where is the futility?" Zhang Feiran smiled, "In front of the two of you, I will not lie. Among the four of you, Zhao Shimin has an old grudge against my apprentice, but fortunately he is a useless piece of trash. Although Gao Zekai I have known him since I was a child, but it is obviously not the same way. The so-called holy land is really weird. As the saying goes, it is easy to hide a spear and it is difficult to guard against it. There are many strange and bizarre traps in the holy land. I would like to invite Daoist Su to help I'm bothered."

Facing the younger generation he admired, Zhang Feiran didn't like to talk around corners. He broke the tense relationship of the four-person team at the sight of blood, and continued: "The most terrifying enemy often comes from behind yourself. Daoist Su, this trip The road is dangerous, please take care of me."

Logically speaking, Su Yan is a little blind man, so he is lucky not to cause trouble to Pei Jingxing and others, so why is it worthy of Zhang Feiran's solemn request?

But Zhang Feiran has stayed in the frontier fortress for many years, has seen many capable people and strangers, with sharp eyesight, and carefully scrutinized the experience of these people, he has already guessed that there are many inside stories about Su Yan that he does not understand—a blind man, To be able to be hand-picked by the national teacher is enough to prove that this son is extraordinary.

After giving the knife to Su Yan, Zhang Feiran took out a stick about two inches long and short and the thickness of a finger from the box, and handed it to Pei Jingxing: "This is a wolf smoke stick made of special medicinal materials. If you are in danger, or you find it You can light this place, and the eagles I trained can find you with the smell of wolf smoke."

The desert is full of yellow sand as far as the eye can see, lacking terrain features that can be used for positioning, and it is easy to get lost.Pei Jingxing knew that Zhang Feiran was worried that they would encounter danger on the way and needed rescue, so he quickly put them away carefully.

Afterwards, Zhang Feiran instructed a few things to pay attention to when walking in the desert, and asked them to go back to their tents and wait for the departure early tomorrow morning with peace of mind.

It was only dawn on the second day, so Zhang Feiran ordered people to quietly deliver the supplies and equipment they needed to the camp.The old man Aya'an got up early, and before washing up, he knelt in the corner where he lived last night, bowed to the inside, and muttered words, all of which were nonsense that no one could understand.

Gao Zekai had seen Ayaan enshrine Su Yan as the envoy of the death god Sunara, so although he felt that Ayaan's behavior was too weird, he didn't say anything.But on the other hand, Zhao Shimin had just arrived, and only knew that this barbarian would be their guide to the desert in the future, so he naturally didn't take this bad old man seriously, and said with a sneer, "Who is the old guy worshiping? Hurry up and get ready to go!"

The old man Aya'an seemed to have never heard of it. He crossed his hands on his chest and moved his lips a few times. Then he slowly opened his eyes, propped himself on the ground with one hand, and stood up unsteadily.

Zhao Shimin was originally annoyed because the old man A Ya'an ignored him, but now seeing the latter's appearance, he took the opportunity to turn his head and play: "Gao Daochang, look at this old man struggling to get up, and entering the desert will definitely hinder us! In my opinion , this old thing might be a spy sent by someone else, just take him down and have a good trial!"

Gao Zekai originally wanted to reprimand him, but after a second thought, he became a peacemaker again: "The old man has been in and out of the desert for decades, and he is the most experienced guide in this place. Dragons can only show their majesty when they go deep into the sea. It’s time to show your true strength.”

Zhao Shimin saw that Gao Zekai defended the old man Aya'an so much, so he had no choice but to give up.

At this time, Pei Jingxing and Su Yan also got up, and the five of them left the barracks at sunrise and headed towards the desert.

Needless to say, the hardships of walking in the desert, Zhao Shimin was out of breath after just over an hour, lying on the camel's back and gasping for breath.

"Don't drink so much." Elder Aya'an stretched out his withered hand and snatched the water bag from Zhao Shimin's hand, "We don't know how many days we have to go, so we can't drink like this."

Zhao Shimin had never experienced any hardships since he was a child. Even when he was in Prince Weizhong, because his father was in a high position, he and Zhu Zhiwen and Niu Chunhui were all flattered by others. Naturally, someone would work for them.

Now he only feels that his mouth is very dry, but this old thing doesn't even let him drink more water, so he is not happy at the moment: "What are you! I drink as much as I want, what do you care about so much?" !"

Gao Zekai came out to be a peacemaker again: "Old man, we are not locals, and we really can't stand the weather in the desert, so let him drink more, we have enough water."

The old man Ayaan shook his head stubbornly: "The water source in the desert has become less and less in the past two years. We don't know how long we will stay in the desert. We must drink less water."

These words were beyond Gao Zekai's expectation, he couldn't help frowning, and asked, "What do you mean? Isn't the approximate location of Devil City already determined?"

Elder Ayaan rolled his eyes and replied, "I do know the general direction, but the Devil City is not open to everyone. Only the guests selected by the Devil City can see it at a specific time."

A wave of anger after being deceived emerged in Gao Zekai's heart, and he said angrily, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Elder Aya'an hid shyly behind Su Yan's camel, and explained tremblingly: "Don't worry... don't worry, there will be Sunara's envoy among you, and Devil City will definitely appear. But, if you want Wait, be patient..."

Gao Zekai is now a mouse-throwing weapon. Among the five people, only this barbarian knows the route in the desert, so he temporarily suppressed his anger and asked, "How long will it take?"

"I can't say it," the old man Aya'an shrank his head and rubbed his hands and replied, "I've never seen it before, I just heard that Devil City will suddenly appear and then disappear..."

As he spoke, his back slowly straightened up, and his voice became louder: "Anyway, in this desert, you must listen to me, otherwise, if you die at that time, you...you can't blame me."

"Why not..."

Gao Zekai couldn't help but wanted to get angry, but at this time Pei Jingxing suddenly said: "In this case, let's make up for it and bear with it."

Gao Zekai couldn't help but look at Pei Jingxing, and saw that the latter had a toughness in his eyes that no one could refuse. When he turned his head, he understood why Pei Jingxing suddenly spoke at this time—in an unfamiliar environment, people are highly nervous. Emotional ups and downs are very unstable, and a little thing in ordinary times will expand infinitely; once the tension and anger spread, things become out of control.

They had only entered the desert not long ago, and they didn't know when they would reach their destination. This time, he was careless.

"In this case, Zhao Shimin, drink less."

After the drinking water crisis was resolved, the old man Aya'an led Su Yan's camel - he regarded Su Yan as an envoy of God and did everything himself - and walked in the front to show everyone the way.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and even the people riding on the camels could feel the heat emanating from the gravel on the ground, but the old man Aya'an didn't seem to feel anything at all, and he still kept walking at the front at his usual speed.

"It's... too... too hot." Zhao Shimin was paralyzed between the camel's humps like a dead dog. He only felt that there was a raging fire burning around him, and the sweat flowed down his cheeks to his chin. After erasing, they gathered again soon, almost losing the strength to speak.

The rest of the people were also uncomfortable. Even Su Yan, who was never pampered, couldn't stand the hot weather in the desert.

Elder Aya'an turned his head and glanced, and said, "I remember there is an oasis not far ahead, let's go there to rest for a while."

Hearing that he could rest, Zhao Shimin immediately regained strength, and hurriedly urged: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

The author has something to say: I have experienced too much during this period, and I have made a very important decision. Although I don’t know whether this decision is right or wrong, I still plan to go all out

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