Ling Xiyue turned around and left, saying lightly, "The road is made by people."
Ma Long looked at the messy house, said "Hey" melancholy, turned around and followed Ling Xiyue out.
What he said was true, but without a familiar person to lead the way, the danger level would skyrocket. His old bones were ruined, but if the Queen had something wrong, how should he explain it to the emperor?
That night, Yingyi found a herdsman's house to stay overnight.
After leaving Shacheng, it may not be easy to find a place to stay, so you must rest and resupply here.
It's late at night, and the sky over the grassland is as dark as ink. The starry sky without any cover is as bright as the sea and as vast as the sea.
There is a huge temperature difference between day and night here. It is unbearably hot during the day and bone-chillingly cold at night. Ling Xiyue is wearing a black outfit and a thick gray linen cloak. Her small face is also painted dark and shiny.
It looks ordinary and unremarkable.
Only those eyes were dark and clear in the night, revealing a tenacious and boundless light.
She sat next to the campfire, and on the barbecue grill next to her, the flames flew, and the edges of the meat of the whole fat sheep had turned golden yellow, exuding bursts of aroma.
At this time, Ling Xiyue looked at the map in her hand, her brows furrowed, and her mind was distracted.
This was the map Murong Chaoge gave her when they left, but it only recorded the area around Shacheng. Going further west, even the most comprehensive march map of Beiyi showed a blank, a no-man's land with a radius of several hundred miles.
"It seems that now I can only explore on my own." Ling Xiyue took the map back into her arms.
Ying Yi stood beside Ling Xiyue like a wooden stake holding his long sword, habitually alert to his surroundings.
"Master, let's have something to eat. It's freshly baked." Malone ran out of the tent at the back, happily carrying a plate of milk cakes.
Ling Xiyue waved her hand, signaling no need.
Looking at the golden barbecue, which was much worse than the one she had roasted on the Western Mountain, she could tell by the smell. Ling Xiyue couldn't help but think of Bei Chenyan, who was thousands of miles away, and immediately lost her appetite.
"A few distinguished guests..." At this time, a burly middle-aged man walked out of the tent.
There was a large pottery pot on the wooden plate in his hand, and he said with a smile, "This is my home-brewed kumiss. It has just been opened. Please try it."
Ha Tai, he is the head of this herdsman family.
He looks like an honest man, but his eyes are always purring. He is definitely a shrewd master.
Ling Xiyue suddenly raised her eyes, glanced at Ha Tai, stretched out her hand, and slowly took the wine bottle on his plate, the curvature of her red lips also deepened, "Uncle, I want to ask you something, have you ever been there?
Sky Burial Wasteland?"
Ha Tai shook his hand and the wooden plate almost fell to the ground.
Ling Xiyue saw his expression in her eyes and only smiled slightly.
A mouthful of mare's milk wine entered my stomach, and the wine was very strong, and my body also warmed up.
"Young Master, are you going to the Sky Burial Wasteland too?" Ha Tai's voice lowered, as if he was afraid of being frightened. After speaking, he hugged the wooden plate tightly, "I said this one by one,
Why aren't you afraid of death?"
They are all possessed!
"Yeah?" Ling Xiyue looked at him.
"Hey!" Ha Tai sat down and came to Ling Xiyue's side, "Just a few days ago, a large group of people came, let's say at least thirty or forty people. At first glance, they are not ordinary people. Those finely decorated horses are also
It can’t be a merchant.”
"They took Su Ge away." Ling Xiyue narrowed her black eyes slightly.
"How do you know?" Ha Tai was stunned for a moment, then continued to shrink his head and said, "Su Ge is the person here who knows the Sky Burial Ground best. He was the only one who could walk out of it alive. Those people who took Su Ge must have wanted to
He leads the way."
Ling Xiyue nodded.
Probably not from Tantai Yunlang...
"Little brother, I see that you have a kind face, so I advise you not to go to the Sky Burial Wasteland." Ha Tai rubbed the thick sheepskin coat on his body, "That place is very evil, and not many people who go in can survive.
come out."
As he spoke, he shrank his head, and there was still a look of panic on his peeled cheeks.
"Oh?" Ling Xiyue looked at him with a smile, "How evil."
Pick up the roasted meat next to it and gently tear off a piece.
"I'm telling you, that place is really cannibalistic!" Ha Tai looked at her with a look that said, "You don't know how high the sky is." "If it's night... a group of ghosts come out at night, wailing all over the field, and some people even see bones with their own eyes.
Walking, the dead souls rush to the scene."
Hearing this, coupled with the quiet night surrounding him, Malone's eyebrows stood up one by one.
Hell on earth?
However, Ling Xiyue's face remained unchanged. These horrifying words were like an appetizer for wine, so she took a bite of the barbecue and chewed it slowly.
Seeing that she didn't take it seriously and didn't pay attention at all, Ha Tai was a little annoyed, "I said, you little brother, why don't you believe what I say? Let me tell you, one day I was in a hurry while grazing, and suddenly
Be careful, hundreds of sheep ran into the Sky Burial Ground area."
More than ten years ago, there was some pasture on the edge of the sky burial site.
Ling Xiyue stopped tearing the barbecue and looked at him.xdw8
Seeing this, Ha Tai danced and danced, becoming more and more energetic, "I bit the bullet and took a good breath before I went in to look for it, but do you know what happened in less than a quarter of an hour?"
But as he spoke, his hands began to tremble unconsciously, and his face was full of panic.
"What's the matter?" Ma Long, who was standing next to him, stared at Ha Tai with his curious eyes as wide as bells.
Ha Tai's rough voice slowly spoke words that made people feel numb, "My hundreds of sheep have turned into blood all over the ground, and there are no traces of wild beasts nearby. They were eaten by something unknown."
There were only white bones left, and there were ghost-like things floating around in the air, whimpering and screaming... I was so frightened that I ran away, so I brought back a piece of my family's sheep brand!"
Yingyi looked sideways for a while.
Is there really something so evil?
"Although it happened almost more than ten years ago, when I think about it now, I remember it clearly and will never forget it for the rest of my life." Ha Tai wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I just saved my life. Anyway,
Even if I die, I will never enter that place again."
Let alone going in, he has never been closer than a hundred miles away from the Sky Burial Ground in the past few years!
"The elders in our tribe all say that that place is a cursed place, a gate to hell, and no mortal can go there." Ha Tai waved his hands repeatedly, "I was young at that time, and just like you, I was not afraid of anything. Now I am here.
Only when you get older do you realize that there are things you cannot believe in."
Malone's face looked more normal than ever before.
He had vaguely heard of it, but he thought it was just rumors before.
"But there are some people who don't believe in evil. Look at the waves of death, how many of them have come out alive?" Ha Tai shook his head, "Even if you escape by luck, you are crazy. There are not two normal people left."
Ling Xiyue held the barbecue stick in her hand. After listening, she slowly tore off a piece of shredded meat, and finally smiled brightly at him, "In other words, you have been to the Sky Burial Ground."
She is quite lucky...
Without Su Ge, this person can make do.
Looking at her strange eyes, a chill suddenly ran down Ha Tai's spine, and he even had a bad premonition, "Hey, you little young man, why didn't you hear the important point? I just said that's where to go."
No."
She, what's that look in her eyes?
Ling Xiyue smiled, stamped her hand, pointed at the end of the thick baking stick, and cut it into the rock beneath her, as easily as cutting a melon!