Chapter 388 of the text volume: Clues about Guchi Kingdom are crackling.
The bonfire was burning, and the faces of the Kremu people showed their red beards and premature aging. The vigil was very boring. Did they fiddle with the bonfire a few times with dry wood to pass the time?
The night sky in the desert is vast and magnificent.
This is a plateau area, close to the sky, and because the sky is pure, without forest miasma, night fog and other weather disturbances, the starry night is particularly beautiful. You can even look up and see the stars on a clear day.
But the cumulus clouds tonight are very thick, the night sky is dim, and there are no stars.
Keremu, who was fiddling with the campfire out of boredom, heard the sound of tent curtains being opened behind him and footsteps approaching. He turned around and saw Jin An coming. He took the jug from the campfire, poured a cup of steaming kumiss and handed it to Jin.
An: "It's cold now. Take a sip of kumiss to warm yourself up."
Although it was not cold in Jin'an, he still took the kumiss and drank it and thanked Keremu.
When the kumiss was drunk, a ball of heat immediately rose up in the stomach and spread to the internal organs and limbs. Jin An looked surprised and said: "The strength of this wine is so strong."
The bearded men in Kremu laughed loudly and said with admiration: "I didn't expect that Taoist priest Jin'an looks frail and fair, just like you scholars from Kangding Kingdom, but he has such good drinking power."
"Have you ever heard of marching wine, Taoist priest Jin'an? Kangding country has Kangding country's marching wine, and our desert country also has our own marching wine. Kangding country is rich in materials, and marching wine is brewed from various fine herbs, which can make
People are full of energy and fire, and they can march hundreds of miles at night without tiredness or lack of horses. Although the desert is barren, our desert people’s marching wine is also not weak. This horse’s milk wine is a recipe for marching wine found in the ruins of an ancient country that collapsed.
After improvement, it has become a kumiss that is more suitable for popularization. It can resist the cold in the desert night and refresh the mind all night long. It is not comparable to ordinary kumiss. Taoist Jin'an is in for a treat tonight."
Jin An shamelessly asked for another glass of kumiss. This time he drank the kumiss slowly. The pureness of the mare's milk and the mellow aroma of the wheat wine brought an exotic taste, which was very novel.
“Keremu, I heard that drinking alcohol will cause hair loss. You don’t need to drink anymore. Why don’t you let us share the burden for you?” the bearded man said jokingly.
Keremu went back and forth with a smile and cursed: "Don't think I don't know that Big Beard, you are just trying to get rid of my kumiss. My hair loss is a family inheritance and has nothing to do with drinking."
“I saw that everyone was exhausted after traveling for two consecutive days, so I kindly took out the wine to share with everyone. After everyone took a few sips, I didn’t have much left in my pot of kumiss.”
“We have to travel for more than three months, and I don’t even have enough to drink.”
At this time, Jin An found a place to sit down with his wine glass in hand, warming himself around the campfire, tearing off a piece of dried meat from the campfire and chewing it.
The bearded man looked at Jin An: "Taoist Master Jin An, why don't you get more sleep? You have to drive all day tomorrow to get to Yueqiang Kingdom. If you don't sleep well at night, you won't have the energy to travel during the day."
“The desert is vast and sparsely populated, and the grasslands are precious. If we get tired and fall ill in the desert, it can be fatal. We are not afraid of this. We have long been accustomed to life in the desert.”
He was also chewing dried meat in his hand.
"I can't sleep because I'm thinking about some things in Hamuti. I want to go out for a walk and get some fresh air."
Jin An’s answer made everyone at the night watcher fall silent at the same time.
"Taoist Jin An, I see you are not afraid of dead bodies at all. Have you ever encountered a devil who revives the dead?" One of the other people watching at night looked at Jin An curiously.
“Isn’t the devil scary?”
“Just like Hamuti, he was scared to death.”
The topic was brought up by this person, and everyone thought of the strange way Hamuti died a few days ago, and their faces suddenly became ugly.
Except Jin'an.
Only he replied with a calm face: "In our area, it is not called a devil, but a zombie. It is also called a walking zombie, a zombie, a zombie that is dead but not stiff."
Jin An gave a brief introduction. He felt that he was about to arrive at Yueqiang Kingdom, so there was no need to describe the details in detail and add unnecessary panic.
However, everyone is curious. The less Jin An wanted to talk about it in detail, the more curious the people on the night watch became. He had to pick out a few sentences that were not too scary.
“Beard, Uncle Kremu, are there any legends related to ghosts, gods and devils in the desert?”
Jin An chewed the dried meat, and he was also very curious about things in the desert: "I heard a legend in Xizhou Prefecture that a once-in-a-century sandstorm six months ago moved away several sand dunes and revealed a giant sandstorm from under the sand.
A dead city full of demons, a dead city full of dead people whose skins have been flayed off?"
Hearing this, the faces of the big men like Big Beard changed drastically.
This matter has spread in the desert long ago, otherwise how could even a small and remote village in Xizhou Prefecture know about it.
So Big Beard and the others had nothing to hide, and told more details that the old herdsman Sun Tugen didn't know.
First of all, it is not actually an ancient city, but an ancient country with several earthen towns and an earthen city.
Second, that ancient country is called Black Rain Country.
The bearded man shredded meat and talked about the story of Black Rain Country: "Actually, the legend of Black Rain Country is not a secret in the desert. We all grew up listening to the stories of Black Rain Country when we were children. Whose child would cry at night and be disobedient?
, adults can use the story of the Lord of the Black Rain Kingdom to make children behave."
“The Black Rain Country is just like its name. It is a rare oasis with abundant rain in the desert. It is a land favored by gods. It is a holy land opened up by the gods in the desert for animals to live and thrive.”
"The Black Rain Kingdom relies on the oasis and has a large population and camels, so it can conquer and fight well. After annexing several small countries, the population is about to exceed 100,000 or has already exceeded 100,000. The kings in history all have an amazing similarity, that is, Vietnam
The more an old man fears death, the less he wants to leave his glory and wealth."
"That year, the fourth king of the Black Rain Kingdom began to send out warriors to find a way to live forever after reaching an advanced age. Then, several strange people and strangers defected to the Black Rain Kingdom one after another. They were a group of like-minded people who were all looking for the magic of longevity.
Because their methods were too extreme and they were wanted in their respective countries, they chose to defect to the Black Rain Country. The leader of the Black Rain Country was too old. He knew that his time was running out, so he was willing to accept these people even though he knew they had evil intentions.
These sinful people who were abandoned and cursed by the desert gods eventually brought destruction and disaster to the Black Rain Kingdom. The gods brought down a huge sandstorm that was rare in a century, directly burying the main city and oasis of the Black Rain Kingdom under the sand. They will never see it again.
No sun."
“What did they do? Even their own country wanted them, and even the Black Rain Kingdom was destroyed by the desert gods?” Jin An suddenly became curious.
The bearded man chewed the dried meat and continued: "There are four devils gathered around the leader of the Black Rain Kingdom, and a crazy woman who thinks that eating young men and women can delay aging."
“An old madman who made himself into a mummy and thought that the mummy was an immortal and immortal old man in the desert. But the mummy was a dead person abandoned by the water. The old madman couldn’t drink the water, so he drank blood.”
"A schizophrenic devil who thinks he is a god and can live forever by abandoning his body. What he likes to do most is to defraud children's souls from their parents. He says that children's souls are the purest and cleanest and can make children happy.
My soul is stronger."
Jin An rubbed his chin.
These three are each crazier than the last. No wonder they are wanted by their respective countries. From this look, the crazy woman who likes to eat young men and women is the more normal one.
This story of the Black Rain Country is similar to the folk tale of a cat-faced old lady snatching you away if you disobey. The real history is mixed with some personal imaginary content of gods and monsters, which greatly enhances the credibility of the virtual and the real.
It can frighten children who disobey their parents.
“There are four devils around the leader of the Black Rain Kingdom. Now we are talking about three devils. Where is the other devil?” Jin An looked at the bearded man.
"The last big devil is the most trusted national advisor by the leader of Black Rain Kingdom. The national advisor is the last devil to defect to the leader of Black Rain Kingdom, but he is the fastest devil to gain the trust of the leader of Black Rain Kingdom. The national advisor calls himself
He is a person from the most mysterious Kingdom of the Immortal God in the desert. He is deeply trusted by the leader of the Black Rain Country. Within a few years, he became the national advisor of the Black Rain Country and became one person superior to ten thousand people. As the leader of the Black Rain Country
As his body became weaker and weaker, the national master became the most powerful person in the Black Rain Kingdom, helping the leader of the Black Rain Kingdom to refine the elixir of life. The national master said that while he was still alive, he watched his entire skin being peeled off.
The most sacred soul can be sealed in the skin. The more painful the death, the more violent the struggle of the soul, the more complete the soul is sealed. If you get the soul, you can gain the life of that person. The lynching in Black Rain Country does not include hanging, burning, or stoning.
Death, all condemned prisoners who have committed crimes will only be skinned to death."
When he said this, the look on the bearded face became ugly, and he couldn't even eat the dried meat in his hand: "No matter whether the legend of the four devils around the leader of the Black Rain Kingdom is true or false, fortunately the Black Rain Kingdom has already
Sealed forever under the sand by the desert, the Black Rain Kingdom has been subjugated for hundreds of years. Even if there are really four devils, they have been dead for hundreds of years. God will not let the cursed people leave the desert oasis abandoned by Him."
Jin An can understand the physiological reaction of the bearded man very well. This is the reaction of normal people. Who would have thought that the story he had heard since childhood would actually come true one day. A big sandstorm hundreds of years later revealed how many people were buried in the desert.
In the Black Rain Country for hundreds of years, the Black Rain Country was filled with corpses that had been skinned alive.
What he didn’t expect was that he would hear news about the Kingdom of the Immortal God here.
Jin An continued to bite the tough meat jerky in his hand, and asked seemingly casually: "What is the Kingdom of the Immortal God?"
The bearded man curled his lips indifferently and said: "That's just a legend that doesn't exist. There are legends about it in the desert. No one has ever really found it. There is gold everywhere in the Kingdom of the Immortal God, and there is also an Eternal River, which is the desert.
The source of all water sources. This legend has been circulated in the desert for thousands of years. People who grow up in the desert know that this legend is false. Only the people of the Central Plains are still looking for it without giving up."
"I think the Kingdom of the Immortal God may not be all fake. Just like the story of the Kingdom of Black Rain, when we were children, we thought that the four demons around the leader of the Kingdom of Black Rain were all fake, used to deceive us into listening to adults. How could we know
Just half a year ago, after a sandstorm, the ancient city of Black Rain Kingdom was exposed, and there were skinned dead people all over the city. Those skinned people were related to the national master of Black Rain Kingdom." The person who spoke was Uncle Kremu.
Uncle Keremu said mysteriously: "When I was young, I worked as a guide for a group of Central Plains people who spent a lot of money, so I became successful later and had my own small caravan."
"I was sleeping in a tent once, and I overheard the voices of those Central Plains people talking in the tent. They mentioned the Holy Mountain of Huahai, the Guchi Kingdom. If you find the Guchi Kingdom that has disappeared for more than a thousand years, you can find the way to it.
On the road to the Kingdom of the Immortal God, just keep walking to the south of the desert, and you will find the Kingdom of Guchi..."
Uncle Keremu had just mentioned the tent when suddenly, the screams of several people came from the tent on the side. Several people who had been sleeping and resting in the tent ran out in a panic, wearing disheveled clothes, crying for their fathers and mothers.
, screaming in the dark night, waking up everyone in the caravan.
As soon as Jin An heard the clues about the Guchi Kingdom and the Kingdom of the Immortal God, he was entranced when his chat was interrupted by screams from the tent next door. The expressions of Jin An, the bearded uncle, and Uncle Kremu changed.
Run over quickly.
“What’s going on?”
“What happened?”
A few people grabbed the three or four people who ran out in fear and asked in a deep voice.
“Dead people, dead people, there are dead people in the tent!”
“Someone is dead!”
The few people who were caught were frightened and shouted incoherently with pale faces.
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The bearded man slapped a man in the face and finally brought a man back to his senses. The man shouted in panic: "There is a dead man buried in the desert!"