Xiaya packed up her luggage, leaving the poor fellow beside her stunned.
This guy carried all the "trophies" on his back, a huge burden, tied with ropes that do not know how many turns. It made Xi Ya look like a human-shaped snail with such a big burden on his back.
"Hey." The poor worm couldn't help but reminded: "We are looking for treasures... Gold and silver mountains! What do you want these scraps of copper and iron for?"
That's all, the piece of armor that has been split, this guy put away like a treasure.
"Gold mountains and silver mountains? That's not there yet. Maybe we will come back empty-handed after a vain trip." Xia Ya showed the prudence typical of mountain people: "With these things, if there is no treasure, at least I will not be empty-handed. And go back. If you really find treasure, just throw these things away."
(This guy is not only a turtle, but also a miser.)
In the heart of the poor worm, a new definition was given to Char.
Still a little moved.
At least, the white rhino leather armor that was taken off from that Masha, Char Ya gave the poor worm to wear on it!
Among the spoils, this rhino leather armor is the only piece of armor that is intact! This turtle actually gave it to himself!
(It doesn't look like he's a complete asshole either.)
It's a pity that the little bit of emotion that was finally born in the poor worm's heart was broken up after only a short time.
"This leather armor is just loaned to you. I heard that dragons like shiny things. If you encounter a dragon, wearing this silver-white leather armor will attract its attention even more."
… All right! He is a jerk!
The poor worm gritted his teeth bitterly: Grid, Grid...
Where does Xia have the mind to pay attention to this guy's mood? He took the map drawn by Bidaldo, looked at it carefully, then sneered twice, and tore the map away.
"Hey! What are you doing?" The poor bastard was stunned: "How did you put the map..."
"Fake." Xia answered without hesitation, but instead gave the poor man a deep look: "You don't really think this map is real, do you?"
"But… "
"Huh. The direction this picture points is to the west!" Char's tone was very confident: "But, I remember when hiding in a tree, the magician took a compass and looked at the terrain, and then he pointed to his companions. It's to the northeast! At the time I thought he was a moron and got the wrong direction. Now it looks like he's the only one with a brain out of those four guys, so he's definitely not in the wrong direction, but Deliberately pointed the companion in the wrong direction... The direction he pointed is where there are dragons!"
The poor bastard stared blankly at Xia...
This turtle looks rude, but he didn't expect to keep these details in mind? A detail that seemed to be unimportant at first, but now that I think about it, it really is! Although this guy is vulgar, he is not stupid.
"Then, so we should go northeast?"
Xia Ya thought for a moment, tightened his trousers, and straightened the fire fork at his waist—the position where he put the fire fork was like the saber on the waists of those mercenaries in Wildfire Town.
Then Xiaya winked at the poor man: "It's right to go northeast... However, I have a question for you."
"what?"
"Have you ever seen a goblin in your life?"
The poor man's face turned pale! On the Wildfire Plains, goblins are more feared than dwarves! Because dwarves are grumpy, but at least, dwarves don't eat people!
And goblins are numerous, dirty and despicable. These things are more annoying than mice. More importantly, it seems that they will not only eat human flesh, but also grind your bones into powder... Even the fat on your body will be eaten by Ao Cheng. Grease in clay pots as their winter reserve!
"No..." The poor man quickly shook his head.
"Then congratulations." Xia Ya sighed: "If we are unlucky, you will see these 'cute' guys soon." He pointed to the east: "That direction is the place where goblins live."
…
Walking all the way to the northeast, Xi Ya did not treat the poor worm badly - even the poor worm received considerable preferential treatment.
Because of the injury on his leg, Xiaya didn't ask him to walk, but carried the giant shield on his shoulders and let the poor man sit on the giant shield.
The poor worm was not touched at all... Because I knew very well that this turtle treats him like this, in fact, like a fisherman, he will take good care of the bait he carries. Moreover, this guy's strength is terrifying, he is like an ancient monster, I really can't tell, his physique is only relatively strong, but I didn't expect that this body actually contains such amazing strength!
I hid there before, but the poor worm saw Char uproot a big tree with his own eyes. At this point, even the skilled guards around him before, no one can do it.
Moreover, he also killed a fierce bloodthirsty wolf with his bare hands. This guy is really a warrior I have never seen before... If he is not so rude, and he still dares to treat himself like this, for the sake of saving his life, maybe after returning home, when he is happy, he can still think about it. How to help him get a good background.
But now... hum!
The poor bastard felt his teeth start to itch again.
After returning, arrest him, he is not strong, just throw him into the workshop to grind! hum...
Xia naturally didn't know that the poor worm sitting on his shoulder had already regarded himself as a mule and horse in her family.
Walking all the way to the northeast, the farther north, the trees in the forest gradually decreased, no longer dense, and the turf on the ground gradually became yellow and sparse.
The ground under my feet became harder and harder, and there were more and more rough rubble.
Gradually, there were fewer and fewer trees around, and the terrain began to flatten, but there was a barren wilderness that could not be seen at a glance.
Above this wilderness, the ground beneath my feet seems to be light red, the soil is sparse, most of them are rough sand and gravel, and if you look around, you can't see much green, only occasionally walk through some thorns full of thorns. The barbed wilderness plants grow strong in the cracks of the stones, and the clumps are exposed on the surface.
"Going forward, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see these thorns." Xia Ya whispered: "Have you seen the red earth on this ground?"
"Yeah." The poor man nodded.
"Actually, strictly speaking, this place is the real 'Wild Fire Plain'." Xia seemed to smile, but there was a strange emotion hidden in his eyes, but the poor man sitting on his shoulder at the moment The worms were invisible.
"...Why? Why is this a real wildfire?" The poor worm was puzzled: "Isn't the forest we went to before counted?"
"It doesn't count, it doesn't count." Xia Ya's answer was a little vague: "However, there is a legend in the real Wildfire in ancient times. It is said that a long, long time ago, a rebel army received the two empires of Byzantium and Odin here. The army was encircling and suppressing, and the leader of the rebel army was a very powerful general. Seeing that there was no hope of victory, the guy did not know what magical method he used. A fire set the entire area on fire, and a large area was in flames. It burned for a long time, and all the people on this land were burned to death. Even the stones and soil were burned red - from then on, it was called the Wildfire Field."
The poor worm was stunned and looked around for a long time before he let out a sigh of relief: "What you said is true, the land here is really red, but... can the soil also be burned red?"
Xiaya seemed to smile, with a strange tone: "If... if you add blood, it will burn red."
"..." The poor worm stuck out his tongue: "Blood... To dye such a large field red, how much blood would be needed."
After a pause, the poor man couldn't help but ask: "Who told you this legend you are talking about? Why have I never heard of it."
"..." Xia Ya was silent for a moment, and then said softly in an almost calm tone: "My adoptive father, I used to be sick when I was young, and every time he would sit on the bedside and tell me these messy legends."
Although Xia Ya's tone was calm, the poor worm was sensitive to hear a trace of unusual emotions in his voice. After hesitating for a while, the poor worm didn't speak again, as if he also vaguely felt that it seemed inappropriate to ask anything at this time.
Xia Ya was silent, and continued to carry the poor worm forward for a while.
At this moment, the two have completely entered the wilderness, surrounded by large red sandstones, and even the air seems to contain a sense of desolation and loneliness.
At this moment, the poor worm suddenly shivered, and suddenly raised his finger and pointed to a red rock in the distance: "Ah! There! There seems to be something there. It moved a little and flashed to the back! It seems that someone is peeking. us!!"
Xia Ya's reaction was flat: "Well, did you just find out? They have been staring at us since we walked into this wilderness... Don't make a fuss, just wave and say hello, hehe, this is a memorable moment. You finally see a living goblin!"