Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three Ancient Legends
"Don't you want to take a break? Starting tomorrow, the next period of time will not be easy," Bai Yang said with a shrug.
Smiling, Song Yiyi leaned against the door frame and watched Bai Yang sort out his belongings and said: "It is precisely because of the difficult journey in the coming period that I am a little too excited to sleep."
Portable one-person tent, sleeping bag, compass, matches, lighter, water bag, dagger, machete, crossbow, first aid kit, satellite phone for help...
Song Dao asked people to prepare a comprehensive set of things. Bai Yang took them out and checked them one by one, and then put them away in different categories, forming a backpack that was more than half a person's height.
After finishing it, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's go out for a walk and have a drink by the way."
After closing the door and going out, the two bored and idle guys began to wander aimlessly in Duci Town. They were both men, not to mention how awkward they were.
Although Duci Town is just a border town, it is known as the gateway to the Sahara because it is close to the Sahara. Therefore, many people come to travel and explore, and many tourism projects have been developed here.
There are various outdoor equipment stores, delicacies and snacks from all over the world, local specialties, etc., all of which can always bring you a little surprise inadvertently.
The town is not big, so the two bored guys have been shopping around for almost an hour. Now one of them is wearing a cowboy hat bought from a small stall, holding a cigarette in his mouth and walking aimlessly in a leisurely pocket posture.
"There is a bar over there, let's go and have a drink and see if you can catch a girl and bring her back to the hotel." Song Dao's eyes lit up and he said towards the corner of the street ahead.
The second half of your sentence is the key point, right?
Bai Yang was speechless, this guy had fallen into a demonic barrier because of women.
Bars are busy at night. Bars all over the world are similar in many cases. They are places where disputes often occur. And more than 90% of the disputes that happen in bars are because of women.
When Bai Yang and Song stepped into this bar with an unknown name written in the local language, as expected, the place was also a scene of "weeping ghosts and howling gods".
The heavy metal music was blaring, and men and women of all skin colors were twisting their bodies wildly on the dance floor.
"It's up to you. If you can't find me, go back to the hotel by yourself, hehe." Entering the bar door, Song Dao threw a stack of rice dollars to Bai Yang, laughed, blended into the crowd and disappeared.
When it comes to this kind of situation, that guy is like a fish in water...
Bai Yang patted the rice yuan in his hand, fearing that it wouldn't be enough for less than five thousand. Bai Yang shrugged and put it away, and walked to an empty table.
In most African countries, the rice dollar is the hard currency, which is more useful than the banknotes issued by the country. There is no way, the economy here is in chaos, and the currency issued by the country may become waste paper at some point.
As soon as he sat down, a messenger wearing the unique costume of this place came to ask Bai Yang what he wanted to order. He spoke in English. Bai Yang understood it and ordered a pint of dark beer and a fruit plate. After paying a tip of one hundred dollars, Bai Yang
, the little brother delivered it to Bai Yang in just one minute.
The fruit plate is made up of more than ten kinds of fruits. In addition to the common watermelons, grapes, and dragon fruits, there are also several tropical fruits that Bai Yang doesn’t know at all. I tried them and found that they taste pretty good.
Bai Yang looked around the bar while drinking sip after sip of wine.
The bar hall and booths and bar are messy and cover an area of four to five hundred square meters. At this time, there are two to three hundred people here for entertainment.
"According to the normal routine, a beautiful girl should appear at this moment, and then a lot of people will be jealous, and finally fight with all kinds of messy missing arms and legs..."
Bai Yang murmured in his heart, there were quite a few pretty girls in the bar, but no bloody incident happened.
puff……
Bai Yang almost spit out his beer when he saw that guy Song Dao had set his sights on a girl so quickly.
His original purpose was to find a girl, which was true, but the guy was targeting a black girl!
Horse eggs, the taste is so unique.
After taking a quick look, it seemed that Song Yiyi was having a good chat with the black girl, and he looked like he was about to have sex with her. He shook his head, and Bai Yang looked away.
At a glance, among the people in the bar, some came simply to travel and experience the desert customs, some were local aboriginals, some wanted to explore, but there were still others who knew what they were doing...
Various skin colors and various languages are intertwined, and demons are dancing wildly.
In a booth dozens of meters away to the right of Bai Yang, there were more than a dozen Oriental people with various lively faces, looking at the people around them and muttering from time to time, looking excited and happy.
More than ten meters away on the left, a dozen people of different skin colors, black, white and yellow, were muttering in low voices, wondering what they were discussing.
All kinds of boredom, when he saw Song Yiyi leaving the bar with his arms around the black beauty, Bai Yang also stood up, paid and left. He was really not used to such a smoky atmosphere.
Walking slowly on the exotic streets and breathing the fresh night air, Bai Yang felt like he was alive again.
With his nose twitching and his eyes brightening, Bai Yang followed a unique fragrance and came to a small street shop that was not closed. The sanitary conditions were not bad. Bai Yang found a seat and sat down.
A fat middle-aged man came to Bai Yang and said something in a language he didn't understand. Seeing that Bai Yang couldn't understand, he asked in English: "Hello, my guest, what do you need?"
Bai Yang pointed to a shelf not far away, on which were placed some food similar to sesame seed pancakes but with a unique aroma, and said: "Well, give me two, thank you."
"You are so discerning. This is our unique local delicacy. You can't eat it anywhere else in the world." The middle-aged man was very talkative and said with a smile while getting something for Bai Yang.
When the thing came, Bai Yang looked at it. It was baked, with a golden surface and sprinkled with sesame seeds. The rest of it was unremarkable, but the aroma was really unique.
When I took a bite, it was fragrant and crispy, and the unique texture and flavor spread in my mouth. It was really delicious.
Bai Yang clicked a few times to finish off one of them. He looked up at the middle-aged man who was looking at him with a smile and gave him a thumbs up and said: "It's delicious. I like it very much. For everything else, pack it for me. I need to take it away!"
The fat middle-aged man should be the boss. There were almost no customers in the store except Bai Yang, so he looked at him. As a chef, he was originally very happy to see Bai Yang like the food he made, but when he heard Bai Yang say that he would like the leftovers
After taking away all the things, his expression suddenly became stiff.
Young man, are you kidding me? There must be thousands of these pancakes in my store. This is not how you buy souvenirs.
"Young man from the East, are you sure?" the boss asked after confirming.
Bai Yang picked up the second pancake and started eating it, nodding and saying, "Yes."
If you don’t make money, the boss must be stupid. He went to pack the remaining pancakes for Bai Yang with a smile on his face, and said in a casual tone: "It’s so happy that you like my craftsmanship. I think these delicious xx pancakes will definitely satisfy you."
friends are satisfied”
The name of the cake is a local dialect here. Bai Yang didn't understand it. After asking carefully, he translated it and it probably meant God's grace.
Having said this, the fat middle-aged man opened up his chatterbox and said while packing Bai Yang: "Speaking of this 'god's grace', there is a legend that has been circulating for a long time."
"It is said that a long time ago, when this place was still an oasis, an expedition team of hundreds of people entered the desert from here. It is said that an ancient country in history was buried deep in the desert, and there were countless treasures there.
And their purpose is to get that wealth."
"However, the desert is endless. They walked for a month without finding the so-called ancient country. The food and water they brought were almost exhausted. Their greed for wealth did not stop them from moving forward. They still insisted on moving forward."
"Next was the beginning of their nightmare. First, they encountered a pack of wolves in the desert. Most of them escaped with casualties, but they accidentally broke into an ancient city."
"I don't know how many years that city has existed. Almost all the buildings collapsed and weathered. But in that ruin-like city, there are huge amounts of gold and silver treasures, which shine dazzlingly in the sun."
"Seeing the scene in front of them, the remaining expedition members were certain that they had arrived at the legendary buried ancient country."
"Because there was a lot of treasure, they did not kill each other. Instead, they discussed it and worked together to take away part of the treasure."
"But when they left the city with their wealth, something terrible happened. They had just left the city limits, turned around, and suddenly found that the city behind them had disappeared, as if it had never existed at all. No matter how hard they searched, they could never find it again.
arrive"
"With awe of the mysterious country, they chose to leave. But then, on the way they left with their wealth, one by one died inexplicably. Some said they saw devils asking for their lives, and some said they saw ancient armies because
They took away the treasure and hunted them down.”
"In short, in the end, almost everyone who set foot in that city died, and only one person named Du Ci was left."
"Facing the scorching sun in the desert alone, with no water, no food, and inner fear, he was desperate."
"While he was waiting to die, a god appeared beside him, gave him a piece of cake and then disappeared. After eating the piece of cake, Du Ci was filled with strength and walked out of the desert with part of the treasure.
He learned this legend, and finally he used those treasures to establish the town of Duci here and named it after himself."
"In order to commemorate his experience in the desert, he invented this kind of pancake and named it God's Grace, which has been passed down to this day..."
The fat boss was obviously a chatterbox, and he talked a lot, telling Bai Yang the legend about the origin of Du Cizhen.
The fact is that he has told this rhetoric to countless tourists who came here. He himself does not believe in the so-called ancient city that contains endless treasures. He is only promoting his own products.
Look, my pancakes are so high-end and have something to do with gods. Why don’t you buy some?
All I can say is that they are all just routines.
Bai Yang just listened to it, and he was a fool to believe it. Even if there really was such a place, it would have been dug up and emptied out long ago.
After eating the last bit of pancakes, the boss had already packed them. Bai Yang threw all the pancakes into the space bag, hypnotized the boss into forgetting about the scene of him putting away the pancakes, paid and left.
In the end, the boss will only remember that someone bought all the pancakes, but he will not remember at all who bought them and how they took them away...