"Senior, you're welcome."
"To put it bluntly, Chen must have told me everything he knew."
Chen Yulou was slightly startled, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
I have been in contact for so long.
The impression Azhiya gave him was actually very similar to that of Mobasi Scu.
Quiet and opinionated.
In the entire village, Wutuo, who had grown up together with him, was the only one who could open his heart and chat for a few words.
He really didn’t expect that he would need to ask him something.
Thoughts are flowing in my mind.
Suppressing the intention of getting up and leaving, he said softly.
Even Wutuo on the side looked over with surprise.
Fortunately, Azhiya didn't waste any time. He signaled a few people to wait, got up and left, and returned a short time later with an extra object in his hand.
Wrap it heavily with black cloth.
But after just a glance, Chen Yulou recognized it. It was the totem mirror.
"This is not..."
Wutuo obviously recognized it.
After all, Azhiya asked him to give this thing to Oona that day so that she could take it with her so that she could protect herself in the dangerous black desert.
Azhiya nodded in response.
At the same time, he carefully opened the black cloth.
The mirror was finally revealed. It was made of bronze and shaped like a fan. There were obvious polishing marks on the surface of the mirror, and a lifelike eyeball was carved on the back of the mirror.
As for the surroundings of the frame.
There are ancient and mysterious patterns left.
However, it is completely different from the Taotie and Yunlei patterns that are common in Han Dynasty. The style is very different, and it has a sense of foreignness.
“This magical mirror was retrieved from that ancient city by my Turkic ancestors. It has many mysteries, but I have studied it for many years and still don’t know its origin.”
“Brother Chen He is from the industry, and according to Oona, he has made many... achievements in the ancient city."
"So, the old man is bold and asks Brother Chen to help him palm his eyes."
Put the bronze mirror on the coffee table.
Azhiya said seriously.
Compared to the first time they met, he seems to have become much clearer in his dealings with others and his worldly manners due to the resolution of his heart knot.
"Senior, what do you think this is?"
I just wanted to know the origin of this mirror.
Chen Yulou immediately relaxed a lot.
Picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
The rich milky flavor suddenly blooms on the tip of the tongue.
While filling your stomach, it can also refresh your mind and eliminate the sleepiness after a hangover.
"It should be a legacy from the era of the Western Regions."
Azhiya pondered for a moment, "This magical weapon can illuminate and destroy evil spirits, maybe it has something to do with religion."
"Also, The eyeballs on the back of the mirror can be seen everywhere in that ancient city, but I don’t know its deep meaning.”
Hear this.
Chen Yulou probably felt confident.
In fact, it was normal. An ancient mirror could actually be adapted to shamanic witchcraft and exert many unimaginable abilities. Even he would have been curious.
Nothing more.
After all, the Turks moved here for too short a time.
Of course, the relationship between the Snow Demon Kingdom, the Samsara Sect and the Ghost Cave Clan is unclear.
“I do know something.”
Putting down the tea cup, Chen Yulou nodded.
Hear the words.
Azhiya’s cloudy eyes lit up immediately.
Even Wutuo next to him could not hide his excitement.
“Brother Chen, please give me some advice.”
"Teaching is out of the question." Chen Yulou waved his hand, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Look at the mirror...it was about a thousand years ago."
"At that time, all the countries in the Western Regions were conquered by a The rule of the ancient country called Jingjue."
"And according to what I saw and heard during this trip, Jingjue also has a belief in gods, and perhaps...has a certain connection with shamans."< br>
What he said was relatively vague.
But it is enough.
In fact, Jingjue believes in the snake god, and many witchcrafts have been passed down. It is not surprising that they are inherited from the same strain.
As for the shaman fire god, maybe he was transformed into a ray of consciousness from the snake god.
It is full of twists and turns, who can tell clearly.
The most important thing is that his words are by no means nonsense. Just like the evil arts that can be seen everywhere in King Xian’s tomb, they are not original to southern Yunnan, but were spread from the snowy area.
Just changed the name.
"Jing Jue..."
Hear this name.
Azhiya’s eyes couldn’t help but flicker.
He is not good at Chinese, and many times he has to ask Wutuo to translate for him.
But these two words felt indescribably familiar to him, as if he had heard them somewhere, but unfortunately he could not remember them for a while.
I can only remember it secretly in my heart.
If you plan to go back and have time, you may gain something by looking through the scriptures and books left by your ancestors.
Thinking of this, Azhiya felt refreshed.
“Thank you, Brother Chen, for clarifying my doubts.”
“It’s little things, little things.”
Chen Yulou shook his head, "Senior, do you have any other doubts..."
"No..." As soon as the words left his mouth, A Zhiya suddenly reacted and slapped his forehead, "Look at my brain. I’m so confused.”
“I’ll see Brother Chen off.”
After saying that, he immediately stood up and joined Wu Tuo, apparently planning to send them back to their residence in person.
"No, no, no, senior is too polite."
Chen Yulou waved his hands repeatedly.
After declining the idea of seeing each other off, he immediately thought of something, "By the way, Senior Azhiya, I was leaving in such a hurry that I didn't even have time to say something to Miss Oona, please bring me a Okay."
"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely bring it."
Hearing this.
Chen Yulou, who had finally let go of his worries, took Huamaguai with him without any further delay. The two of them said goodbye with fists clasped in their hands. As Wutuo and Wutuo watched him off, they rushed straight to their residence.
Half an hour later.
A long team, following the crisp sound of camel bells, left the city and headed east.
Until the figure disappears into the vast Gobi desert.
On the top of the tower.
A Zhiya looked at the slightly trembling figure in front of him, with a trace of unbearability flashing in his eyes.
He has been here.
How could I not understand my daughter’s thoughts?
The moment she heard that they were leaving, Oona seemed to have lost her soul. She lowered her head and ran quickly to the entrance of the village. Azhiya, who was worried that something would happen to her, also quickly followed.
But Oona did not chase her out of the village as she imagined.
Just stood on the gate tower, watching the team leave from a distance.
The cold wind howled, just like the atmosphere at this time.
Azhiya was silent for a long time and sighed.
“Why don’t you catch up?”
Listening to Atta’s question, Oona tilted her head and smiled, quietly wiping away the tears on her cheeks, “Shouldn’t we learn to let go? ?”
She said calmly.
But there was a tremor in his voice.
But I can’t suppress it no matter what.
It is so simple to put down these two words, whether it is saying or writing, but how many people can really do it?
"Besides, if I leave, what will you do, Atta?"
"I am an old man. I have dedicated my life to shamans. You cannot be delayed because of me. .”
Azhiya frowned.
How could he bear to see his daughter go through a tragedy that had already happened to him once?
“There is no need to delay anything.”
“We are destined not to be together, so what if we chase them, after all, we will not be able to bear fruit.”
Oona shook her head .
One last look at the direction where everyone disappeared.
Seemingly having made up his mind, he turned around and walked downstairs step by step without hesitation.
I am nearly thirty years old.
I have been trapped in a prison for more than ten years, and I have wasted enough time. And Atta is getting older every year.
I don't know how many more years it can last.
She can no longer be as willful as usual.
"Hey..."
Until the daughter's figure disappeared.
Azhiya let out a long breath, and for a moment he seemed to have aged by more than ten years.
He knows his daughter best.
Both of them are stubborn. Once they decide something, even ten cows can't get it back.
That was why he was like this back then. It was a matter of just one sentence, but unfortunately he was unwilling to give in. As a result, he watched his daughter trapped in that hellish place for more than ten years.
Now it seems.
Time has changed a lot, but it has not changed her personality at all.
……
The Golden Crow falls.
The sunset is like a fire.
In the heavy dusk, a silent camel caravan came slowly. There were at least more than a hundred camels, which was a rare sight even in the Western Regions.
The heavy luggage seems to be unbearable for the camel with the desert boat.
Head lowered and hurried on.
From time to time it makes a few low calls.
There are countless footprints left behind on the endless Gobi Desert.
Looking at the people in the camel caravan, they were dusty and tired. They were the people from Chen Yulou who set off from Yuhai.
The night is about to fall.
Huamaguai was thinking about whether to find a nearby hill to shelter from the wind and set up camp.
The front seems pretty good.
In the yellow sand, there is a faint undulating mountain range.
But, he didn't have time to speak yet.
An old but extremely excited voice came from the front of the team.
"We're here..."
"We're here in Kunmo City."
Pat said loudly and dancing on a camel.
“So fast?”
Hua Maguai’s heart moved.
Because the whole journey is the vast Gobi Desert, as time goes by, there is no concept of distance at all.
He only knew that it was about five hundred miles from Yuhai to Kunmo City.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the evening of the third day.
It’s almost a hundred miles in one day, hurrying slowly. If you think about it this way, it seems... just right? !
Thinking of this, he did not dare to delay, and immediately walked out of the team and greeted Pat who was coming towards him.
"It's true, old man, don't talk nonsense."
"How dare the old man talk nonsense? Besides, I grew up in this area since I was a child, and the ridge in front is Qiangwu "Ling, to tell you the truth, I used to herd sheep there a lot when I was a kid."
Pat grinned happily.
No one in the group wanted to reach Kunmo City one day earlier than him.
After all, Master Bai made a promise to him.
As long as An Ran escorts the nobles back and forth, let him go free.
He has been working as a cow and horse in the master's family all his life, and now he has finally seen a little light. How can he not be extremely excited?
“After Qiangwu Ridge, you will find Kunmo City.”
“This ancient city happens to be obscured by several mountains.”
Listen to what he said so clearly , Huamaguai has already believed 90%.
He immediately took him to find Chen Yulou.
After the two of them passed the queue that was hundreds of meters long, they finally saw someone.
At this moment, he was sitting between the humps, his eyes closed tightly, holding a jade stone in his hand, and he seemed to be practicing.
"Master Chen..."
How does Pat know this?
Before Huamaguai could stop him, he had already spoken.
Fortunately, Chen Yulou woke up instantly after entering meditation. With a flip of his wrist, the jade stone in his palm disappeared instantly, and he looked at Pat calmly.
"Old man, I have told you many times, there is no need to call me master."
"Yes, yes, look at my brain."
Pat slapped his forehead, he All I had in mind was going to find my master after entering the city, so how could I care about such small things now.
"What's going on?"
"Shopkeeper Chen, we're here... Kunmo City is just ahead."
"Arrived?"
Hearing this, Chen Yulou's eyes couldn't help but drift towards Huamaguai on the side.
In the past few days, apart from eating and resting, he spent almost all the rest of his time immersed in the art of talismans.
After entering the cave world.
He could feel it clearly, and it was almost impossible to think about it being as broken as before.
Once you enter the cave, you are not only cultivating your body, but also your soul and destiny.
Unless there is another amazing opportunity like Kunlun Mountain Longdan.
Otherwise...
You can only rely on diligent practice and step by step.
So, he planned to take advantage of this period of time to practice the four skills of alchemy and talismans.
The large amount of Hetian jade brought back from Kashgar is the perfect training material.
What he is trying now is the simplest talisman recorded in Qingmu Longevity Technique.
Suppression Talisman!
It can suppress evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits.
However, even the simplest one is not easy to get started.
On the way, it took more than two days for him to finally burn the runes onto the jade. As for whether it was useful, he would have to try it before he knew.
Immerse yourself in practice.
I didn’t bother with the rush.
Unexpectedly, when I woke up from trance, I was already here.
“Yes, Shopkeeper Chen, I finally don’t have to sleep in the wasteland tonight.”
Pat grinned, revealing teeth that were scorched yellow by drought smoke, and his excitement could not be concealed. Can't live.
Seeing this, Chen Yulou reacted after thinking about it for a moment.
He vaguely remembered the old man once mentioned it.
Good things are coming now.
It would probably be the same for anyone else.
"Then what are you waiting for? Call on the brothers, work harder, and spend the night in the city tonight."
"Okay, shopkeeper, I will inform you right away."
Huamaguai couldn't help but responded with joy.
Not long after.
The news is out.
Everyone who was still a little depressed immediately felt as if they had been given a shot of blood. The team moved faster, and smoke and dust filled the Gobi Desert behind them.
Only more than a quarter of an hour.
Wait for the team to cross Qiangwu Ridge.
really.
By the last bit of daylight.
Everyone saw from a distance... an ancient small city suddenly appeared.
Rows of earthen buildings in the style of the Western Regions, row after row.
On the outermost tower, wind lanterns have been hung, and the light flickers, illuminating a rare commotion.
"Let's go into the city."
Although there is no curfew in the small town.
But if you enter the city earlier, you can go to a restaurant earlier or take a hot shower.
Who can resist this temptation?
What's more, Kunmo City is located on the only way to pass through the ancient Silk Road. Although it is not big, it is better because all ethnic groups live together, the atmosphere is infinite, and the food alone is infinitely richer than that in Kashgar.
And they ate yellow sand and dust in the Gobi Desert for several days.
I can finally enjoy some meat tonight.
Think of this.
Chen Yulou did not hesitate.
Wave your hand.
Suddenly, the mountains behind me roared like thunder.
The camel team crossed the mountain ridge and headed straight for the ancient city shrouded in night.
It’s obviously Camel Ling Youyou.
But he was forced to run away from the anxious people, feeling like a tiger swallowing thousands of miles. (End of this chapter)