The Buyik people have been wandering in the Kalachorma Desert for hundreds of years, and they have long been accustomed to this never-ending way of life.
After dawn, they packed up their things in a short while, and the camel team was ready to go. Bailishu and Ye Qiusheng, two people from the Central Plains who came in halfway, Ke Lang reluctantly allocated a camel to them.
Ye Qiusheng held a grass root in his mouth and an ancient knife on his waist, leading Bailishu's camel.
He looked up at Bailishu, biting the grass roots, and showing a teasing smile: "Young master, I am a guard and a groom, I wonder if I can count as a double monthly salary?"
Ke Lang was not at ease with the two Central Plains people, so he let them walk behind the young and middle-aged men in the clan, and if there was anything wrong with the two people, it would be easy to deal with them. Ye Qiusheng saw with sharp eyes that many young Buyik boys had been sneaking towards them.
Ye Qiusheng is very self-aware, but he is not so charming.
Bailishu hadn't known what he was thinking since the morning, and he didn't speak a word all the way. He and Ye Qiusheng were wearing bamboo hats with a light veil on the brim, even if they went to the countryside as the customs did.
For a long time, Baili Shu had always looked like a desolate, alpine and snowy fairy. It was also the first time that Ye Qiusheng rode a camel like an ordinary person, wearing a light gauze hat with a rhombus pattern.
There is an incredible feeling.
But think about it, in fact, Baili Shu is quite difficult to figure out. He knows the secrets of the era tens of thousands of years ago, and he also knows the folklore of Kelazolma. He has been to the prehistoric ancient battlefield of Difen, and he has also come to the ghost town of Guazhou in the desert.
It was as if this person had been walking on that secret, subtle line that was hard to define.
He was joking briskly, and the ancient blade was casually hanging on his waist, but in fact Ye Qiusheng was always on guard all the way. No matter what kind of elusive person Bailishu is, one thing is for sure after all, this person will never be aimless. In the morning, Baili Shu suddenly said, "Someone is coming."
Not long after he had said that, Crown came to them.
But Ye Qiusheng didn't think that Baili Shu was referring to Ke Lang.
When talking, Bailishu looked into the distance, clearly looking in the direction of Bomburg. And along the way, Ye Qiusheng also vaguely felt that there seemed to be something secretly following and watching them.
While talking one-sidedly with Bailishu, Ye Qiusheng secretly searched for the source of that secretly watching gaze.
It's just that the other party seems to be hiding very well, but with his cultivation base sealed and his spiritual consciousness restricted, Ye Qiusheng couldn't find him for a while.
He paid attention to Bailishu's expression, and felt that this person must also know what was secretly following the camel caravan.
But Baili Shu always had an expressionless face, and now there was a layer of veil behind it, making it even more difficult to identify.
"Rotten vulture."
A caravan of camels walks among the rocky mountains with different heights and shapes, and the camel bells are far away. Neither fast nor slow, Ye Qiusheng suddenly heard Bailishu say something to him in a low voice.
Baili Shu looked at the sky in the northwest.
The sky in Klazhuoma is high and clear, with few clouds, and it is as bright as a mirror, so it can be seen extremely far. Even a few birds passing by in the sky can be seen clearly, a shadow that disappears.
And in the high sky in the northwest, several circling black shadows could be seen.
It was a bird of prey in the desert, called the Rotten Vulture.
In "Nine Records of Strange Tales·Hundred Birds", it is mentioned the habits of this bird: bloodthirsty flesh, chasing carrion corpses and dead animals, gathering crowds, not driving them away, with ominous omens.
Chasing rotting corpses and eating animals, the omen is unknown...
Baili Shu looked away.
At this time, the sun was high and the sand was scorching hot. Ke Lang explored the road and found a place with more shadows, and everyone went there to rest. It was just a short break, and none of the tents were pitched except Asa's. The people sat down in the shadow cast by the rock, drinking water and food.
Ye Qiusheng handed the dry food to Bailishu.
Baili Shu shook his head, he seemed to have been thinking about something after seeing the rotten eagle.
To be honest, the dry food of the Buyik tribe is really rough, and Ye Qiusheng doesn't feel bad about swallowing it by himself, but if Bailishu is really allowed to eat this kind of food... Ye Qiusheng glanced at Bailishu's face, thinking that he might not He was chopped down by those lunatics from Jiuxuanmen.
It is not a good thing to be hated by the lunatics of Jiuxuanmen.
They are also senior brothers, so why is there such a big difference in treatment
Ye Qiusheng thought about it, and handed the water bottle and a bigu pill that he had left to Bailishu. Ye Qiusheng traveled the land of the Twelve Dynasties for many years, rarely returned to his clan, and was extremely poor. Most of the elixirs on his body were mainly for recuperation and breathing adjustment, which were rare. He is the one who is prepared for emergencies when the situation is at an end.
"My lord, just let it go." Ye Qiusheng bit the grass root, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone was frivolous.
Bailishu took the water but not the pill.
Ye Qiusheng raised his head and leaned against the rock, without turning his head to look at him, he took a bite of the rough and hard dry food, and even scratched his throat: "The reputation of the disciples of the Nine Profound Sect is as famous as the twelve dynasties, and the next sour scholar, I don’t want your younger brothers and younger sisters to put knives on their necks.”
"Young Master, just do what you can to save the little one's life?"
Ye Qiusheng looked at him sideways.
Asa's tent.
During this short rest period, those who have the right to speak in the Buyik tribe will gather in Asa's tent to discuss the big and small affairs of the tribe, and Asa will give instructions on the next route.
Halfway through the discussion as usual, Asa, who had been closing his eyes and resting his mind, ignoring all the arguments about the water source, suddenly opened his eyes.
A young hunter opened the curtain and walked in.
"The official from the Central Plains said that he wanted to see Asa for something. Do you want them to come in?"
Before anyone else could speak, Asa nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Let them in."
Krona frowned, suppressing the unspoken objection.
The curtain was lifted again, and with a faint, gentle smile on his face, the emaciated Jin Tang official walked in with his guards one after the other.
"What's the matter with you?" Krona said with a sullen face.
The young nobleman of the Jin Tang Dynasty was not offended by his blunt words, he still had a faint smile on his face, with a gentle and refined look, he sat down at the end of the banquet, and flicked his sleeves slightly.
Ke Lang snorted coldly, seeing the red tape of the Central Plains people was particularly unpleasant.
With a flick of his robe sleeves, Bailishu looked around at the Buyek people in the tent who were looking at him and Ye Qiusheng unkindly. Therefore, I have come here to inform you gentlemen, and I hope you will make preparations early."
His tone was soft, and although there was a smile on his face, he really didn't show any emotion.
This is the endless, threatening words from which he spoke in a gentle tone, but with a kind of pressure that cannot be underestimated.
"What do you mean?"
A young and vigorous hunter immediately asked questions.
"Since nobles have lived in the desert for many years and hunted for a living, they have heard of the name of rotten vultures before." Baili Shu said unhurriedly, "I looked at the sky in the northwest today and saw several rotten vultures hovering above it. May I ask you all, when will the rotten vultures be unable to fly away?"
All the people present here were old hunters, and when Baili Shu said a word, their expressions suddenly changed.
Carrion vultures feed on dead bodies, but they are always quick-moving and don't stay in one place for too long. Unless mass casualties are imminent there. But in the desert, such mass casualties are rare.
unless…
"Bomubao is located on the northwest border of the ghost town."
Baili Shu smiled slightly.
Carrion vultures are wicked birds that follow troops around, waiting for days to feast on the dead in battle. The vulture came from the northwest, that is, the garrison of Bomburg was dispatched, and it would not be some stragglers, otherwise the rotten vulture would not be able to keep its followers from circling.
"The Bomu garrison heard that there is an army, thousands of divisions. I wonder if you can deal with it?"
Baili Shuke asked politely, with tactful words.
"If you have the guts to enter this ghost town, you must be able to find your way back."
Krona sneered.
Bailishu seemed to hear something funny, the smile on his lips deepened slightly, but it didn't reach his eyes at all. He looked around at the crowd, and said softly: "Smart people don't need to speak in secret, don't you really know... why are there so many Bomu soldiers?"
His words are full of meaning.
Just after the sacrifice last night, the younger hunters of the Buyek tribe in this tent were all a bit like snakes. As soon as Baili Shu said something, his expression changed suddenly, and he was about to draw his sword immediately.
As soon as they moved, Ye Qiusheng, who was standing behind Baili Shu, had already taken a step forward, and the ancient blade that was still around his waist just now was already lying across his body.
There was a huge disparity in the number of people on both sides, but when Ye Qiusheng grinned slightly and stood in front of the still dignified and elegant young man with the same expression, the hunters who were confronting him felt the murderous intent that Dotana felt that day. A tingling chill.
The more experienced the hunter, the stronger this feeling will be.
In their perception, the guard standing in front of the official Jin Tang looked like a strange beast instead of a human.
For a moment, the hunters did not dare to act rashly.
"Sit down."
Ke Lang and Ye Qiusheng had fought each other before, and knew that this person was very skilled, so he scowled with a gloomy face.
Excluding Asa, Kelang was the highest-ranking member of the clan. Since he spoke, the hunters reluctantly put their sabers back and sat down, one by two, with their hands still on the hilts.
"Don't be rude."
The hunters of the Buyek tribe sat down again, and Bailishu opened his mouth slowly. Krona noticed that even when the hunters in the tent raised their knives suddenly, this weak-looking official from the Central Plains was actually not even eyelashes. Don't move for a moment, don't move your face.
—Central Plains people, when did you have such courage
Ke Lang suppressed the doubts in his heart, glanced at Asa who seemed to be unwilling to speak, and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know what the official said?"
The author has something to say: In the previous article, Mr. Yan referred to Chen Geguang as a general. General here is a general term for senior generals, not Chen Geguang's position.
Chen Geguang served as the commander of the capital, the commander-in-chief of the army at the first level, and the Duyu envoy was the adjutant. There is a slight difference between having a box and not setting it in the army's designation.