In the evening, the sun gradually sinks to the horizon.
The rested Buyiks put away their tents, and none of them rode on camels. Ke Lang supported the elderly Asa, and in the growing wind and sand, this tribe, who had been wandering in the Kaledroma Desert for many years, stepped into the ghost town of Guazhou.
Before entering the ghost town, Krona took out a flat wine jug from the bag he carried with him and handed it to Asa.
Asa unscrewed the jug, but what was poured out was not water, but a handful of sand.
The sand was raised high and blown away by the wind, and Asa's old voice sounded: "Nam's majesty is like the sun shining on Kla Zhuoma, and the sun will never stop. The people of Nam will eventually return to their original land."
"The people of Naam will eventually return to their homeland!"
No matter men, women, young or old, they all read this sentence aloud.
Wind and sand blows from the continuous sand dunes. In the yellow sand, this group of ancient people who have been wandering for many years stands outside their hometown. The slanting sun of the western sky falls on them, like the afterglow of the ancient ancestors.
"Let's go."
Asa ordered.
The camel bell rang again, and this time all the youths in the tribe walked in front, the children walked in the middle, and the old people followed behind.
Krona picked a few young and strong guys to join him, to lead the charge and open the way for the tribesmen.
In the former land of Nam, tall rocky mountains are scattered, and wind-eroded mounds are intertwined. Walking inside, the surrounding things look almost the same, and it is easy to get lost and circle around in the same place.
So Krone and they would leave markers on the road, pointing the way for the slower majority. Although it was confirmed that the ghost town in Guazhou was the old place of Namu they were looking for, as a tribe with a long history in the Kalachorma Desert, they also knew that the ghost town was quite dangerous.
There are young children and old people in the camel team, and they must find out a safer road for the tribe.
"and many more."
Ke Lang, who was holding a scimitar, suddenly waved his hand to signal everyone to stop. He frowned and looked around slowly.
There was a bloody smell in the wind blowing over.
"Be careful, I'll go over and have a look." Krona waved his hand to make the others stop.
The smell of blood was mixed in the wind, and it was already very faint. If it wasn't for an experienced hunter, it would be difficult to distinguish it. Krona walked in the direction the wind was blowing. He pulled out the scimitar and held it in his hand.
The blood on the wind smelled like sand wolves.
The sand wolves in the desert have always been in groups. This kind of beast is extremely cunning and rarely suffers. Could it be that they fought with something
Around a rocky mountain, Krona's pupils shrank slightly.
—The sky has not yet dimmed completely, and in front of a rocky mountain that looks like a crouching beast, there are large patches of dried blood on the sand, and the heads of sand wolves are piled neatly on the ground. A young man wearing a Central Plains toga lazily leaned against the rock wall.
As if sensing his gaze, the young man raised his eyes and looked directly over.
The moment the young man glanced over, Ke Lang only felt that he saw a knife.
Krona was startled as the sharpness of a knife came over his face. When did those guys in the Central Plains who only know how to read a bunch of broken books have such a terrifying murderous look
Reflexively, he slashed his chest and arched his body.
"Friends over there, don't fight and kill as soon as you come up." Unexpectedly, the young man standing at the entrance of the cave was still lazily leaning against the rock wall, without any intention of doing anything. Do you know Lu?"
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"It's probably like this. They are Jintang officials who were exiled to Guazhou."
In Asa's tent, Kron respectfully reported the situation to Asa.
Those who are qualified to come to the Asa tent are usually old people with high status in the clan and young hunters with extraordinary force, but now there are exceptions.
At this time, there were two people in the tent sitting in costumes who were obviously from the Central Plains.
The young nobleman in a generous Confucian uniform sat in the tent, showing dignity with every gesture. Another Central Plains man had a knife hanging on his waist, and his hand was pressed on the hilt of the knife intentionally or unintentionally. He stood behind the young nobleman's quilt, and seemed to be the young nobleman's guard.
Ke Lang and others who explored the way first met the two Jintang Central Plains people who encountered the sand wolf in the ghost town. Although the guards beheaded the sand wolf, they were also injured, and the officials who did not know martial arts were also injured. hurt.
The guard of the young guard made the Buyek hunter in the tent glaring at him.
However, in fact, the young hunters looked more at the young nobleman who was sitting upright from time to time. The young man in the Confucian uniform was indeed like the Central Plains man in their impression, his body was thinner than the Buyek woman, and his face was very pale.
but…
Even the hunters who are very xenophobic and despise the people of Jintang Central Plains have to admit that this young nobleman is really good-looking, even more beautiful than the most beautiful girl in their clan. He is obviously an unwelcome Central Plains person, but sitting in the most honorable Asa tent, he feels condescending for no reason, making people feel that letting him sit here is simply slack.
For Nam, they're delusional.
The hunters hurriedly shook off the outrageous thoughts in their minds, but they still couldn't help casting their gazes at the young son.
"In the lower Bai Ting, unfortunately, I and my entourage were in danger. We lost our way so far, and we have no food or water. If you can give us a hand or two, we will be very grateful." The noble son who called himself "Bai Ting" smiled and said neither humble nor overbearing.
As for what he told Ke Lang, they were exiled to this remote frontier because they offended the imperial court and the authority, but no one doubted it.
Although the young son's words were gentle, his demeanor all showed that the other party should be from a family of Zhongming Dingshi in the Central Plains. Who would come to such a poor and remote desert like Guazhou to find trouble in his spare time, unless he couldn't tolerate it in the capital.
Guazhou has been established for many years. Except for the military officers who have been stationed all the year round, all the civil servants who have been dispatched since then have offended the people in power.
In the Jin Tang Dynasty, Wen was advocating, and Confucianism prevailed, and there was a practice of not killing literati. If it is a disobedient civil servant, most of them will choose the kind of poor country, wild water and diaoshan to send them out. In private, people in Guazhou call those Beijing officials who have been transferred since then "exiled civil prisoners."
No matter what noble family the opponent came from, when he came to this poor desert, whether he lived or died, it was all in the hands of the garrisoned general. And the gap between the military officer and the civil servant has always been famous.
It is conceivable that these civil servants who have been demoted since then generally do not end well.
The young aristocrat in front of him who was relegated here spoke unhurriedly: "Your Majesty has also heard about the arrest of the Buyiks, but you don't have to worry."
He paused, smiled slightly, with a bit of boredom in his brows and eyes: "Zai Zuo moved to Guazhou. He was called an official, but he was actually a sinner. In fact, he is not much different from you."
He claimed to be a non-official and a criminal, which eased the tense atmosphere in the tent.
During the reign of Emperor Guangwu of the Jin Tang Dynasty, refugees moved to the north, but failed to collect the Buyik people. Several encirclement and suppression efforts failed, and the Buyik people were included in the wanted list. And the Buyeks are also full of dissatisfaction with Jin Tang, and they are naturally hostile to Jin Tang officials, but this "Bai Ting" son is eloquent, calling himself a sinner, and invisibly classifying himself as similar to the Buyeks stand up.
The people in the tent cast their eyes on Asa, who had been silent all along.
The old man is gray-haired, but he is the one who really makes the decisions.
Asa raised his head slowly, his eyes fell on the Confucian uniforms on the young officials, and after a while, he said slowly: "Namu's will will keep you alive from the mouth of the sand wolf, and the people of Namu will naturally not Against his will. Krona, make them a tent."
After finishing speaking, the old man closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to say more.
"You guys are lucky."
After Ke Lang responded, he walked up to Bai Ting, looked at him in surprise, and said in a low voice.
In front of the cave, he met the guard with the scimitar hanging. Although the other party said that he was asking for directions, Krona, who was on guard, still fought the other party.
The hunter behind heard the sound and caught up. The young man put the knife on Kron's neck, and the two sides immediately became deadlocked.
At the moment of stalemate, the pale-faced nobleman came out of the cave and stopped the young man with the knife.
After losing the fight, the other party spared their lives. Even though he was unwilling, Krona had no choice but to bring the other party back.
I just didn’t expect Asa to say that this was “Nam’s will.” For the Buyik people who believe in Naam, this is definitely a very serious and noble statement. Originally, the guard was not pleasing to the eye, thinking that Asa disagreed with what he said, and Ke Lang, who left the other party behind, couldn't help but feel depressed.
While feeling depressed, he was also very surprised.
Could the two Central Plains people be "Nam's will"? Just kidding this is.
Little did he know that the "guard" he disliked was even more suspicious than him.
The two Central Plains people whom Ke Lang met who claimed to be "exiled from Guazhou" were Bailishu and Ye Qiusheng.
Both Bailishu and Ye Qiusheng were not in good condition, and they didn't know what was going on with the opposing camel team, so Bailishu changed out of the white robe with the Nine Xuanmen logo on it, and changed into Ye Qiusheng's Confucian uniform. Ye Qiusheng walked in the Twelve Dynasties for many years, and the things he did were not very well-known. Most of the time he kept his name incognito, and there was no Taishangzong's logo on his clothes.
Baili Shu changed into a Confucian uniform and pretended to be a demoted Jin Tang civil official, while Ye Qiusheng changed into a short outfit and pretended to be his bodyguard.
Although there was no flaw in his identity, Ye Qiusheng couldn't help worrying about one thing: with Bailishu's cold style, can he pretend to be a civil servant
He couldn't help imagining the look of an expressionless and silent Jintang official, and he was really sweating.
I didn't expect that this person really pretended to be a civil servant, but people couldn't find any mistakes.
He was gentle and elegant, unlike the Bailishu he knew.
—Although he never actually understood this guy.
But... Ye Qiusheng thought thoughtfully, and Baili Shu smiled...it's really pretty.
The author has something to say: Today is the little brother Baili, the noble son, who claims to be an official of Jintang