V2.Chapter 362

Looking at the endless desert, there were several gray carriages parked, and a few gray people stood outside the carriages.

They are the great ghost priest, the white messenger, and the first villain, Awei.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the inside of the carriage was as hot as a steamer.

Yan Jiuchao couldn't stand the sultry heat in the car, so Ying Liu helped him get off the carriage.

Ying Thirteen opened an umbrella thoughtfully, then looked at Mama and the others and said, "Didn't you say that the ghost clan is beautiful and talented? How did we come to the desert?"

Ying Thirteen, who is outstanding or not, doesn't know, after all, all he can see is the dead bones all the way, which is far from the ghost clan depicted by Grandma and others.

Ying Liu pouted and muttered: "I said, you are not going the wrong way, are you?"

Yuegou said solemnly: "You can't go wrong! Grandma is the wisest person in the ghost clan, and he is very good at finding a way! In these years, the clan has sent many experts to find his wife, only we have found it, that is, Ah Ma. Mammy's way!"

Ying Liu snorted, looked at him and said, "How long have you been looking for?"

"Not long." Moon Hook said proudly, "Three years!"

Shadow Six: "..."

Shadow Thirteen: "..."

Yan Jiuchao: "..."

Ying Liu's mouth twitched and said, "When was the first white messenger sent from your clan?"

"Hmm." Yuegou thought about it seriously, "I was a kid."

You are in your twenties! ! !

Several people were speechless. I heard that there are fewer and fewer ghost clansmen. Is this the truth? Are the masters who came to arrest Jiang's all lost and unable to return?

Your ghost race is really endangered by your strength...

The three masters and servants couldn't bear to look directly.

Even Yan Jiuchao covered his eyes with his hands.

Ying Shisan took a deep breath and asked A Wei, "Can your Gu insect still be used?"

Awei shook his head: "No, it's been raining a few times, and the breath has disappeared, so I can't track it."

Thinking about it, it seems to be the case. After the rainstorm, the places they passed by became more and more strange, and dared to run away.

Ying Shisan said again: "Which direction of Nanzhao are your ghost clan in?"

In order to avoid confusion among several people, Ying Shisan drew a circle on the ground as a reference.

"This direction!" Yue Hook pointed with a hand.

"No, it should be here." Qingyan pointed in a different direction.

"I don't think what you said is right, it's this way." Awei pointed in a third direction.

Mamma moved her fingers.

Ying Shisan said expressionlessly: "Are you trying to point in the last direction?"

Mamaw nodded honestly.

Ying Shisan finally couldn't help but frown: "That direction is Da Zhou!"

Four people: "..."

The four were collectively silent.

At this level of idiocy, it took Wei Dao three full years to find the Lotus Village. I'm afraid that these three years have also been mixed with a lot of luck, otherwise, he might still be lost in some corner.

Ying Thirteen doesn't understand, obviously doesn't know the way, how can he still look calm and steady... !

"Don't you have a map?" Ying Shisan asked.

"It used to be there," the old man said.

"What happened later?" Ying Shisan asked in a deep voice.

"I forgot where I put it." The old man whispered.

Shadow Thirteen: "...!!"

Ying Thirteen was so angry that he lost his temper.

Old Cui was so hot that he stuck his head out, lying on the car window and sticking out his tongue: "How the hell are you going? If you don't go, you will die of heat!"

Ying Shisan had a headache, held his forehead, turned to look at Yan Jiuchao and said, "Young Master, it's getting late, let's settle down for one night, and then think of a solution tomorrow morning."

Yan Jiuchao hummed.

Ying Shisan said to Ying Liu again: "Go and get some ice cubes for the young master."

Naturally, these ice cubes are not real ice cubes, but jade soaked in the juice of mint leaves. They are cool to the touch, smell clear, and have an excellent cooling effect.

Ying Liu got in the car to get it.

After a while, his puzzled voice came from the carriage: "Huh? Why is there so much less? I clearly remember that there are half a barrel!"

Ah Wei took a sip of tea without changing his face.

After a few people set up the tent, they began to prepare food. Ying Thirteen and Ying Six found a clean water source nearby and brought back two buckets of water, one for cooking and one for drinking.

Dinner is quite rich, white rice, bacon, mutton with sauce, roasted rabbit and some boiled wild vegetables picked on the road.

There is no table, and several people can only eat in the open air or go back to their tents.

When A Wei came to add food for the third time, Qing Yan, who was squatting by the bonfire and eating rabbit meat, gave him a strange look: "A Wei, I noticed that you have eaten a lot recently."

Yuegou agreed: "And you didn't like meat before."

Ah Wei is not a vegetarian, but he is not very interested in meat. He loves fish.

Yuehook opened his fingers and counted: "You ate three rabbit legs today!"

I've changed my habit, not to mention, what kind of belly is this? Can it fit like that?

Awei said confidently, "I didn't eat you again!"

After all, he tore off the fourth rabbit leg, filled a large bowl of white rice, scooped a few tablespoons of mutton with sauce, grabbed a large piece of bacon, and returned to his tent with a whimper.

Yue Hook pulled Qingyan and asked in a low voice, "Has he been caught by a Gu? Eat so much!"

Qing Yan took a bite of the rabbit meat and said, "He is a gu raising himself, so can he still get gu?"

However, this kid has been eating a lot recently.

Awei swaggered back to the tent with his rice bowl in his hand. Before entering, he stopped abruptly and looked around to make sure that no one was staring at him before he opened the curtain and flashed into the tent.

On the small stool of the tent, sat three little black eggs waiting to be fed.

The little black egg sat on a cushion stuffed with "ice cubes" under his butt, eating his mouth full of oil, his calves and legs swayed, his eyes wide open, and he stared at the teacher who brought the meal without blinking. paste.

Xiaobao: Suck it~

Second Treasure: Suck~

Dabao: Suck, suck, suck~

Awei divided the food into three small bowls, and the three of them picked up the bowls and ate them in big mouthfuls.

The three of them don't like meat, and don't think too much of bacon, sauce meat, and barbecue!

But they are good babies who are not picky eaters, and they will eat Mimi and wild vegetables too!

The three of them ate deliciously, and the third round of meals brought by A Wei quickly came to an end. The three of them licked the last millet at the corner of their mouths, and continued to look at their teacher paste cutely.

Awei sighed helplessly, his head drooping: "...Understood, I'll go get it for you."

Awei is carrying a big bowl again... going to make four rounds of meals.

Qingyan and Yuegou looked at A Wei who had come back to eat after a while, and couldn't help being stunned.

Qingyan said: "Are you a rice bucket?"

Awei, Awei haven't eaten yet.

Awei had hidden a few little black eggs by himself. Seeing that he had eaten a lot, in fact, he was not enough to fill the stomach of the useless disciples. He also took his own share, and he lost weight.

Awei glanced at Qingyan and said blankly, "We young people are hungry fast."

years, young people...

"..." Qingyan looked at the nineteen-year-old A Wei, and then looked at the twenty-seven-year-old self, and suddenly felt that his heart was hurt ten thousand times.

A Wei filled a large bowl of rice and a large plate of vegetables, and brought it back to his tent. This time, the three little black eggs were finally full. Feeling his chubby belly, he burped three times. , rolled around on the carpet and fell asleep.

Night falls.

The temperature in the desert also dropped suddenly.

All returned to the tent.

Silent desert, only the crackling sound of the remaining campfires.

Behind a big rock in the distance, the two tall and strong men withdrew their peeping gazes, lowered their bodies, and leaned against the big rock.

A big man whispered: "I counted, there are nine people in total, two old men, one sickly, and the others have skills... One of them is a half-dead man."

Hearing the half-dead warriors, the companion laughed: "What a powerful caravan, to actually use the half-dead warriors, it seems that it is nothing more than that."

Those with a little bit of ability would hire serious dead soldiers, and only those who could not hire dead soldiers would use half dead soldiers. Originally, they seemed to have two physical strengths, but now there is no hesitation.

The companion continued: "Look at their food and clothing expenses, they are all top-notch. We haven't encountered such a fat sheep for a long time! Hurry back and inform the brothers, and they will be served in one pot!"

The two did what they said, and immediately returned to the stockade to call the brothers.

They are the largest gang in the desert, the most feared horse thieves, they are invincible, they are invincible, they are the myth of the desert!

However, this myth instantly became a joke when they met Ying Shisan and A Wei and the others.

More than 30 brothers were beaten to death. The half-dead man they looked down on the most was actually the most ruthless of them. Several brothers were taken off their heads without even opening their eyes. .

"Quick! Quick...Quickly...Quickly inform the boss!"

The big man who was stalking before stammered in fright.

The companion immediately squeezed the bamboo, and a group of blue fireworks rushed into the sky, illuminating most of the night sky.

"Who is it? How dare you touch Lao Tzu's subordinates! Tired of living!"

A terrifying roar rolled out from the sky, with immense coercion, pressing Qingyan to spit out blood on the spot!

What a terrible power!

This person is-

In the dark night, the man was so fast that only a shadow was left, and a few shuttles rescued the horse thieves from the hands of Shadow Thirteen and others.

Then, without waiting for them to react, they slammed a palm towards the most gorgeous tent!

That was Yan Jiuchao's tent!

Yan Jiuchao had no martial arts skills, so he was slapped, and he had to die on the spot!

Ying Shisan and A Wei instantly flashed to the tent, and tried their best to take his palm.

However, Rao was able to combine the strength of the two, and he did not hurt him in the slightest. Instead, he was forced to take a few steps back and almost fell to the ground!

"Hmph, it doesn't seem like a straw bag to be able to take the old man's palm. That's good, then take the old man's palm again!" The man in the gray robe said, and with a stroke of his palm, he attacked Ying Shisan and A Wei again. .

This time, he added 20% of his skill.

This is unbearable no matter what.

Ying Shisan shouted: "Take the young master away!"

Qingyan flew into the tent and was about to take Yan Jiuchao away.

When it was too late, the man in gray robe shot at Qingyan.

"Adou!!!"

An old voice suddenly sounded from outside another tent.

The gray-robed man was stunned for a moment, then he waved his sleeves suddenly and withdrew his attack on Qingyan.

Qingyan took a deep breath in shock, looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, and said, "Mama, why did you come out?"

The old man ignored Qingyan's concerns, and walked towards the gray-robed man in a daze.

Qingyan's complexion changed: "Grandma! Be careful!"

The grey-robed man raised his arm, and there was a hint of surprise on his icy and determined face. The next second, he knelt on the ground on one knee: "Shaman!"

Qingyan was stunned.

Shadow Six and Moon Hook were also stunned.

Ying Shisan still looked at him vigilantly, ready to take the young master away at any time if he went mad.

The old man helped him up: "Adou, is it really you?"

The gray-robed man called Adou burst into tears: "Shaman! It's me!"

No one has called him Adou for many years, and he thought he would never hear him again in this life.

"You're old..." the old man said choked up.

"You're getting old too..." Gray Pao said even more choked up.

Old man: "..."

Suddenly do not want to recognize each other, what is the swollen?

"Hey, what, what's the situation?" Yingliu asked Yuegou in a low voice.

Yue Hook said: "I don't know either! I don't know him!"

"Do you know him?" Ying Liu secretly walked to Qing Yan's side.

Qingyan shook his head: "I don't know him either. You see his age, he is about the same age as the general. When he came out to walk the rivers and lakes, I might not have been born yet."

Ying Liu gave him a cool look: "It's shameful to pretend to be tender!"

Qingyan: "Cough!"

It wasn't just Ying Liu and the others who were surprised, the horse thieves were also confused.

"What's the matter?"

"Yeah? Does the boss know them?"

The horse thieves looked at each other in dismay, and no one knew what had happened, why their boss would kneel down in front of an old man, and wept while talking.

Is this still the boss in their minds?

The gray-robed man couldn't help crying, and it took a long while to stop his tears. He held the old man's hand and said, "It's great to be able to meet the priest here. It's freezing cold here, and it's not suitable for priests to stay. If the teacher doesn't dislike it, go to my stockade and rest for a few nights."

It would be better to have a place to live. The old man is not one of those boys. No matter how much he struggles, he will not get sick. His waist and his legs are about to be broken by the carriage. The bed has been in bed for several nights.

Of course, only he promised not to, you have to ask the little ancestor if he is happy or not.

The old man asked Ying Shisan to wake up Yan Jiuchao, and roughly talked about the horse thief and Adou.

Ying Shisan said: "The boss of the horse thief seems to be grandma's old friend. Grandma trusts him very much. He invited us to settle in his stockade."

"Oh." Yan Jiuchao yawned, "Let's go then."

The group happily packed up and got on the carriage.

The horse thieves were not in a good mood. They finally made a robbery, and they even hit an acquaintance. This luck is no longer available.

The group followed the gray-robed man back to the camp. It was not luxurious, at least it was better than sleeping in the sky.

After the Yan Jiu Dynasty was settled, the old Cui Tou and Ying Liu were guarded, and Ying Shisan and his grandmother went to the gray-robed man's house.

"Why is the priest here?" the gray-robed man asked strangely.

The old man sighed: "It's a long story, why are you here? You just said that the group of people are your subordinates, you are a horse thief? Weren't you sent to find the whereabouts of the lady? "

Adou's heart is bitter.

He found it.

But not found.

I lost my way in the desert, couldn't go to Da Zhou, and the ghosts couldn't return. In desperation, I had to become a horse thief. This has been done for many years.

Ying Shisan pushed open the Xuan window, and the cool breeze was blowing.

The gray-robed man stood up, walked to the door, and looked at the lonely moon in the night sky: "The priest doesn't know anything, I've been trying to find a way to go back all these years, but the desert is too big, I can't find a way home. On the road, I have tossed around many places, and barely found a place to settle here."

This is already the edge of the desert, close to a Gobi, and there is a small oasis three miles away, where their water and prey come from.

"I've lived here for ten years, and I really want to go back in my dreams... I still remember the fruit trees in my hometown."

The gray-robed man recalled, and a deep layer of longing filled his heart.

Ying Shisan said, "Is it true that the leaves are red and the fruit is yellow, and you can't eat it outside, only your ghosts have it?"

"That's right." The gray-robed man nodded. He felt a little weird, but he didn't realize what was wrong.

Ying Thirteen continued: "The fruit trees are not in pieces. There are only three or five trees in one place. There is a large mandala in the east, and there is a stone statue that is eroded by the wind and can't be seen clearly."

The gray-robed man turned his head in surprise, looked at Ying Shisan and said, "You're right, little brother, how do you know so much about the landscape of the ghost clan?"

Ying Shisan pointed out the window, a mountain opposite the Gobi: "Isn't that right?"

The gray-robed man came over, followed the direction of his fingers and stared, instantly dumbfounded.

Hemp egg!

He said why the scenery of the back mountain always looks so familiar! ! !