MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 28 Twenty Wen for a glass of water

  Chapter 28 A Glass of Water Twenty Essays

  The scene just now made the white dog bark, turned around and ran away.

   The monster gave chase, and both disappeared behind the dunes.

   The trooper in the rear line cursed fiercely. There was one less escorted guest, and the salary he received was correspondingly less.

   This is the greeting from Panlong Desert to everyone.

   All the teams who witnessed all this, the original relaxed atmosphere disappeared.

  Zeng Feixiong looked away, and murmured: "It's his fault. On Hongya Road, children and dogs must be tied up."

   "It's the first time I've seen such a big yellow plaice." He Lingchuan was speechless. Yuanzheng often hunts, and knows that yellow flounder is not a fish, but a monster lurking in the desert and Gobi, specializing in ambushing small animals passing by.

  It can dive and float freely in the desert, running faster than four-legged creatures.

   But this thing is at most a bit bigger than a dog, even if it becomes a monster, it shouldn't be the size it was just now!

"This is the Panlong Desert." Zeng Feixiong has escorted the caravan through many times, and he is no stranger to it, "The resentful souls affect everything here, and even the spiritual monsters will be alienated after staying in the desert for a long time. "

   This is the reason, so although sand leopards also enter the Panlong Desert to hunt, they usually stay in the West Mountain to live and reproduce.

  …

  The magnificent desert remains unchanged for a long time.

  The journey is calm and boring. As long as you don’t take a step outside Hongya Road, you only need to deal with the troubles of hot wind, bright sun, and sandstorms.

   For a prepared, experienced team, these can all be tolerated.

  After three days of walking, the team finally arrived at Baiyuan Station.

   This is a relay station on Hongya Road, for business travelers to rest. Its predecessor was an ancient city.

   There are more than a dozen ancient cities on the Panlong Wasteland, and only a few of them survived a hundred years later. Baiyuan City was also swallowed up by yellow sand long ago. It was the latecomers who excavated its old base and built several rows of houses to stand on the side of Hongya Road.

  The area within the ancient city is the same as Hongya Road, it will not be attacked by resentful spirits and monsters, so it becomes a good place for business travelers to stop halfway.

  The team entered Baiyuan Station, and He Chunhua hurried over to negotiate with the post officials.

   Yes, Heishui City has set up a station here, and assigns special personnel to manage it. However, the control here is very loose, not as strict as in Da Yuan's country.

  At this time, in this kind of place, the power of money is manifested.

  Shiragaki Station allows passing business travelers to set up tents. Food and water are also sold here. If people want to be extravagant, they can also rent huts.

  Of course, Panlong Desert itself has no water source, and all ingredients, clean water, and building materials have to be transported from Heishui City.

  Where there is demand, there is business. If you want to do this business, you must first establish a relationship with the postman, and then you have to spend a lot of time transporting things to the barren land. All kinds of costs are piled up, and the basic package of a steamed bun + a bottle of water costs 30 yuan, isn't it expensive?

   A bowl of mutton steamed buns, only the kind with oily meat and no diced meat, is not expensive for two renminbi, right?

  An overnight hut, the rent is five taels of silver, and you feel like you are taking advantage of it, right?

  If you still want to take a hot bath in the desert to wash away the dust and fatigue on the road—

  Sun Guoshi, Nian Duwei, and Mr. He all thought so, so He Junshou could only spend money.

   This cost alone can buy five acres of good farmland and permanent real estate near Heishui City.

  After taking a shower and eating half full with a few luxury set meals, He Lingchuan finally recovered.

  With his strong body, he was very tired after walking for the past three days, and he didn't know how difficult the road ahead would be.

   On the other hand, He Chunhua still seemed to be able to do a job with ease, obviously not as weak as he appeared on the surface.

  He Lingchuan also helped Zeng Feixiong buy a few sets of meals, otherwise he would have eaten cold steamed buns with the soldiers because he was short of money.

   Zeng Feixiong was very sorry, and refused several times, but unfortunately he was not as firm as Mr. He, so he could only feel ashamed in the end, and thanked him repeatedly.

However, He Lingchuan knew that this man was straight and not reckless, and this time he was the one who led the troops into the desert, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's good to eat and drink, so you have the strength to work, and the safety of our father and son will be entrusted to you. "

   "Master He and you have treated me with great kindness, and solved my future troubles, and I will repay you with all my heart and brain!"

   "It's so serious." He Lingchuan laughed, "By the way, I heard that your father is the only living person who returned from the ruins of Panlong?"

Zeng Feixiong's expression was dark: "Yes, twenty years ago someone paid a lot of money to ask him to be a guide, and he was the only one who survived. But he lost his mind since then, and even the great shaman couldn't cure him. No one knew what happened to them. What's the matter, he only uttered one word all day—water."

   "Water?" There is indeed a shortage of water in the desert. What kind of crime did Zeng Feixiong's father suffer so that he can't forget water even after he went crazy?

   At this time, Sun Fuping came to call for someone to call several leaders to his hut for a meeting.

  The guards went outdoors and brought him a lot of yellow sand and poured it on the table.

  A simple sand table is ready.

   "Red Cliff Road, we are almost done." Zeng Feixiong gestured on the sand table, "The day after tomorrow, we will leave the main road and enter the desert. The real test will begin from then on."

"Hongya Road originally connected to Panlong City." Said Yunbing, at least the soldiers and food must be transported to the edge of the city. Gone."

  He drew a circle on the sand table: "If you want to go to Panlong City, you have to take a long detour and enter through the gap in Yingshan."

   This long journey is not on the Red Cliff Road, and the danger they are about to face increases greatly.

  In comparison, the past three days have been a vacation.

   Next, everyone discussed various countermeasures.

  Although the father and son of the He family had a rift with Sun and Nian, their lives were at stake, so they focused on the discussion.

  He Lingchuan has been listening in silently, until the discussion is almost finished, and then asks a long-standing confusion:

"As an isolated city in an enclave, Panlong City has persisted for thirty-two years despite being surrounded by enemies. There are no conclusive statements left in the legend. Only the storyteller left a far-fetched explanation, "Could it be that, as the locals in Heishui City said, Panlong City lost its backbone because of Zhong Shengguang's illness and death?"

  People tend to find a reasonable explanation for unsolved mysteries. Zhong Shengguang has guarded Panlong City for more than 30 years, and he has suddenly turned from a young man to an old man, and years of fighting will cause huge physical and mental damage. This explanation is considered the most reliable among the many legends that He Lingchuan has heard.

  He is curious about the truth.

"According to the clues I have, there is some truth in this legend, Panlong City has indeed lost its backbone." Sun Fuping poured himself a glass of water, a glass of water cost twelve Wen, "But it's not Zhong Shengguang, but the Red General! "

  (end of this chapter)