When the sound of horse hooves came closer, Gordon vaguely recognized that it was a carriage pulling goods. It had four wheels, and the carriage was piled high with goods, wrapped in canvas and tied with belts. The driver's head was lowered and ricked.
He bent his back as if dozing off.
The carriage was sometimes hidden in the thick fog, sometimes revealing a vague outline. Gordon seemed to catch a glimpse of the scimitar hanging from the driver's waist. But in a blink of an eye, he couldn't see clearly again. He only heard the sound of wind, the sound of horse hooves, and the friction of the wheels against the sand.
The sound is getting louder and louder.
As the wheels rolled, a winding yellow sand road continued to extend. Wherever the carriage went, the sand road stretched out, like a long embankment paving the lake.
Gordon pulled out his dagger, and the carriage grew larger and larger in his sight. He could clearly see the mottled wheels, the corroded reins, the thick dust covering the canvas, and the coachman's linen robe with sleeves, leggings and scimitar!
He is actually another horse thief!
The carriage drove over unhurriedly. Gordon's hand holding the dagger couldn't help but tighten. The horse thief sat numbly on the shaft of the carriage, his face was green, his expression was stiff, and two lines of blood flowed from the empty eye sockets, and they had dried into blood stains.
.
He is dead! The driver was just a corpse!
Gordon's heart trembled as the carriage passed by him and gradually ran into the distance. The yellow sand road behind the wheels also disappeared and was once again covered by lake water and fog, as if it had never appeared before.
It seemed like a long time had passed before the sound of camel bells sounded in the distance, and a dusty motorcade appeared in the mist, with conversations, laughter and laughter mixed together.
Gordon stared eagerly, and saw that the other party looked like a business group coming from afar. There were heavy luggage on both sides of the camel, and businessmen with black hair and black eyes were sitting on the hump, whispering to each other and pointing ahead. They wore silk robes with special styles.
The lapels and cuffs are all embroidered with exquisite and dense patterns. The belt is also made of silk and inlaid with green or snow-white jade. At the end of the camel team is a luxurious and spacious eight-wheeled carriage with a blue and white pattern curtain.
He pulled open a corner, poked out half of his pink face, and looked out curiously.
Are they from the Kingdom of Porcelain? Gao Zhen remembered that his father had received several distinguished guests from the Kingdom of Porcelain. They strictly observed etiquette, were cautious and reserved, and had hair and eyes as mysterious as the night. A long time ago, the Kingdom of Porcelain was the same as the Kingdom of Sand.
Trade opened up a famous porcelain road in the desert. However, for unknown reasons, this porcelain road was eventually abandoned and turned into a ruin of history.
The camel caravan gradually approached, and the laughter and laughter echoed with the deathly silence all around, which made Gordon feel even more strange. He pursed his cracked lips, and his stomach was filled with hunger. He couldn't hold on for long, and he had to make a decision early.
As before, a winding yellow sand road continued to extend along the direction of the convoy, covering the lake. When the camel convoy passed Gaoden, the merchants seemed not to have seen him at all and continued to move further into the distance.
After hesitating for a moment, Gordon jumped on the roof of the gorgeous carriage at the end of the team as it passed by.
"Creak!" The carriage board made a harsh twisting sound. The carriage jolted violently several times, and a gust of wind swept in with sand and rain. The strong wind shook Gordon's figure. He leaned down and lowered his hood.
But he suddenly discovered that the lake was gone.
The wind and sand are long, the dunes are undulating, and there is an endless desert all around. The visibility of the air is extremely low, and the sand pillars are blown up by the wind from time to time, making the sky dark.
Gordon's body turned upside down, he easily passed through the car curtain and got into the car.
A little girl from the country of porcelain was leaning on a silk mattress, her little head just retracted from the window. "Huh?" The girl blinked in confusion, stretched out her little hand, waved in Gordon's direction, but didn't touch anything.
Her head was covered with pearls, her eyes were like paint, and her knees were wrapped in a thick animal skin blanket, covering it all the way to the floor.
Gordon tentatively thrust out the dagger, and the tip of the dagger was only a few centimeters away from her bright black eyeballs. After a few seconds, Gordon confirmed that the other party could not see him, so he withdrew the dagger, pointed his toes, and retreated to the corner of the car seat.
In the middle of the carriage, there was a long red lacquer table with carved patterns and corners decorated with gold foil. It was filled with exquisite and shiny porcelain. Gordon saw that it contained purple grape juice, orange wedges dipped in snow salt, and golden stuffed dough rolls.
... He couldn't help but swallow. The luminous pearls hanging from the four corners of the roof shone on his face, making his complexion pale.
"It's so boring. Daddy won't accompany me either." The little girl pouted, picked up a piece of orange, and chewed it boredly. Gordon stared at the few drops of crystal orange juice seeping out of the corner of her mouth, and his lips squirmed. Finally,
Still endured it.
The carriage bumped along the way, as if it was tumbling in the waves. Gordon tried his best to think about the body of the horse thief who was driving. Only in this way could he restrain his crazy desire to eat. "Except for daggers and poison, there is absolutely nothing in the world that is given away for free." He said.
Tell yourself repeatedly.
"Who? Who is there?" The little girl's eyes widened and she looked at Gordon's position again.
Gordon was slightly startled. The girl looked at it for a while and shook her head: "Did I hallucinate again? It's obvious that no one is there."
Gordon thought for a while and then tentatively asked: "Where is this?"
The girl was startled, looked around, and rubbed her eyes vigorously: "This is weird, I always feel like there is someone. Could it be an invisible goblin living in the desert?"
She was in a daze for a while, and then said with a smile: "I am really stupid, where can there be a little goblin? Little goblin, if you are really here, can you talk to me? I will give you delicious food."
"The girl raised the porcelain plate containing the rose melon seed cake and shook it.
She couldn't see herself, but she could vaguely feel her presence. Gordon secretly thought that this girl from the country of porcelain might be born with a sharp mental power that was different from ordinary people. He took out an iron caltrop and planned to shoot it at the girl.
See what changes it causes.
The girl took out an embroidered silk handkerchief, wiped her sweaty forehead, and said to herself: "Dad always said that the hot weather in the desert is good for my legs. But I know that these legs cannot be cured.
La. Alas, little fairy, you can’t heal my legs either.”
Gordon's eyes fell on the animal skin rug, and his fingers paused slightly.
The cheers of the merchants suddenly erupted outside the carriage, and the camel team slowed down. Gordon immediately leaned out of the carriage window and looked out.
At some point, a ruin appeared in the empty desert, with broken walls and half-buried sand. The merchants unloaded some of their goods and walked happily towards the ruins.
A chill crept up Gordon's back. He saw businessmen standing among the ruins, gesticulating in the air, bargaining, and handing out wooden boxes filled with porcelain. The wooden boxes immediately turned into rotten fragments, and the porcelain flew into dust.
, but the merchants couldn't see it. They took something from the ruins and loaded it on the camel carefully, but in Gordon's sight, it was clear that there was nothing, they had nothing in their hands!
The girl also stuck her head out and kept looking at it: "Little goblin, it would be great if I could go down and have a look." She looked at it enviously for a while, then suddenly closed her eyes, closed her palms, and lowered her head.
Shen Nian said, "Little goblin, if you are really here, bless all the children in the world who cannot walk, so that they can fly freely."
Gordon turned his head, hesitated for a moment, and quietly retracted the caltrop.
After a while, the camel team set off, passing straight through the vast ruins. On the way, a dilapidated stone tablet suddenly came into Gordon's eyes. On it were the words "Porcelain Kingdom" and "Sand Kingdom", and several worn handwritings were engraved on it.
: "Porcelain Road, Gregorian calendar year 4864."
4864 years! Three thousand years ago!
Gordon's heart skipped a beat. Three thousand years ago, the carriages were not equipped with springs, so they bumped so violently! Three thousand years ago, the Porcelain Road was used for trade, and many inns and trading markets were built along the way!
In an instant, the camel at the front let out a long mournful hiss and fell to its knees. Its full flesh and blood peeled off layer by layer like weathered sand, leaving only its bare skeleton.
One after another, the camels fell down, and the bulging goods fell to the ground. They quickly decayed and tattered. A large number of porcelain pieces were broken and buried by the sweeping wind and sand. The merchants ran away in panic, screaming in terror, and blood spattered from their bodies.
, as if countless demonic claws stretched out from the air, tearing them apart alive!
"Daddy, Daddy!" the little girl exclaimed, turning pale, and the carriage ran like crazy. Gordon saw dusty cobwebs crawling all over the carriage, rotten and stinking grape juice, and several feet of sand and dust piled up on the silk cushions.
The carriage panels on all sides shattered into pieces and turned into dust. The little girl grabbed the carriage frame in panic and tried to stand up, but fell down again. The animal skin blanket slipped down, revealing her legs that were broken at knee level.
"Help me! Who will save me?" The little girl cried and stretched out her hand, "Little goblin, are you there? Come and save me!"
Gordon gripped the dagger tightly and remained silent. He could not get involved, or even touch the other person's limbs. They should have died long ago and belonged to another world.
"Bang!" The front wheel of a rolling carriage broke into pieces, followed by the second and third wheels. The carriage bounced a few times, and the two rear wheels on the right flew out, and the carriage tilted over.
The girl rolled to Gordon's feet.
In an instant, their eyes met, and their dark eyes stared at Gordon unblinkingly.
She saw me! Gordon couldn't help but feel in a trance.
"Little goblin, have you come to save me?" The girl raised her head, her smile of surprise was like time passing by.
There was a loud bang, and the base of the carriage was turned into ashes. Gordon subconsciously stretched out his hand, but missed it. He rolled to the ground, the carriage overturned sideways, and the horse pulling the carriage turned into bones.
He stood up and couldn't see the girl. There was only a strange and deserted ancient city in front of him, standing like a demon. A huge shadow enveloped him, twisting and squirming like a living creature.