The sun in mid-summer is very cruel, and everything in the world seems to be being baked in a huge microwave oven, especially in the desert, where it is simply difficult to move forward, like walking through mountains and seas of fire.
The unicorn carrying Zhang Baoer was already walking in the desert. Although it was carrying a pergola made of wooden sticks and animal skins, it was still sweating all over.
The two of them did not go from the maelstrom, fearing that the old guy would not give up on staying there after waking up. For safety reasons, they chose to cross two angry rivers.
Crossing the river was not difficult for the two of them who had regained their strength. They just had to jump in, swim across, and climb up again.
The reason why they did not choose to go straight upstream along the river was because of the map they got more than twenty days ago. After looking at the map, Zhang Baoer realized how lucky they were - the river passed through the depths of the Death Mountains.
A long distance away, there are many demon kings or beast kings in that area.
And the reason why we don’t go to the edge of the forest is because those big scorpions are just like when we left the Western Wilderness a long time ago. There are those kind of scorpions living on the edge of the desert with water. They are very terrifying. Although there is no beast king, they are difficult to kill.
Not to mention poisonous, there are too many, tens of thousands!
Therefore, Zhang Baoer decided to walk through the desert first, and then choose an opportunity to enter the forest after bypassing the area where the king-level monsters are distributed.
Although the desert is very dangerous and scary, he is not afraid because of his previous experience. Most of the space rings are filled with dry firewood, and the unicorn also drags a bunch of firewood behind it. He just needs to sleep on it and light it at night.
Just a fire.
He wasn't worried about rain, because the last thing he needed to worry about in the desert was rain, and it wasn't the rainy season either.
Although Zhang Baoer, who was dressed like an Arab, did not have to rush, he had no intention of practicing the piano because it was too hot. Not to mention that he was afraid of the heat and his whole body was soaked. He kept fanning himself with tree bark.
wind.
"Ouch!"
"Eh?!"
Suddenly, the unicorn stopped. Zhang Baoer quickly sat upright, rubbed his eyes covered with sweat, and took a closer look!
He was shocked. He actually saw a mirage. What shocked him was not the phenomenon of mirage, but the picture!
It was still a desert, but the color was reddish, and there were endless skeletons half-buried in the sand. At the end was a simple gray temple-like building. The building was made of countless stones and no other materials.
It occupies a small area of only 100 acres, like a small city, but it exudes a majestic and majestic aura. Although Zhang Baoer knows that there is no such 'aura', he can clearly feel that the soul cannot bear it.
Stay trembling.
"Holy Fire Cult?!"
The building is intact, but there are no signs of living things, so Zhang Baoer can see that on the intact gate, which is about ten feet high and wide, there are three words "Holy Fire Sect" written in Taoist script, and there is a flower carved in front of the words.
Flames with complex textures.
The door is open, but you can't see what's going on inside, because behind the door stands a giant-shaped sculpture facing outside the door. Since the scene is not clear, Zhang Baoer can't see his appearance clearly, but he only vaguely feels that he is alive.
, looking down!
"Mirage?!"
He was shocked, but this sound was not made by him, and naturally it was not made by the unicorn. So... there is only one answer: Little Black Jiao, Mo Wudi.
Mo Wudi didn't know when he had appeared on the horse not far in front of Zhang Baoer. This time, not only his head was exposed, but his body was also exposed. Only a small part of his tail was still inside the unicorn horse's body.
.
The three of them didn't look at each other, they all looked there, dumbfounded for a moment.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
But at this moment, the distance suddenly darkened, and a large sandstorm was blown this way by the strong wind. After a short time, the mirage disappeared.
Zhang Baoer withdrew his gaze, looked at the soul of the little black dragon with shrinking pupils and asked:
"Do you know that place? What on earth is the Holy Fire Cult?! Why does it give people such a feeling of physical and mental hairiness?!"
"ah?!"
The little black dragon who subconsciously turned his head to find Zhang Baoer was startled and his figure was confused. After realizing that there was no malice in his eyes, he calmed down a bit, then shook his head and muttered:
"The little dragon only knows one scale and half a claw..."
"Tell me and listen!"
Zhang Baoer's eyes lit up, and he did not miss the idea of "one scale and half a claw", and stared at the little black dragon with bright eyes.
The little black dragon was so shocked that he was staring at him and his whole body was numb. He couldn't help but tremble because he suddenly remembered that finger from that night.
It didn't hide anything. After recalling it, it said to Zhang Baoer through a solemn spiritual message:
"Your Highness... Xiaolong doesn't know much. One day not long after Xiaolong opened his spiritual wisdom, he overheard the thing about the Holy Fire Cult from the conversation between two crab kings..."
"They said that more than five hundred years ago, thousands of kings in that sea area, under the call of a king among kings, went to the site of the 'Holy Fire Cult' to find opportunities, but they did not come back... That's all."
"What else?!"
Zhang Baoer was a little dissatisfied. After all, he saw those skeletons, not only human beings but also monsters.
Hearing this, the little black dragon thought about it with a grimace. After a long time, his face lit up and he said loudly:
"I remembered, they said that the 'Holy Fire Sect' has an eternal existence, which is very miraculous. It will appear once every five hundred years, and it will disappear after three years. And the location of its appearance every year
Different! Moreover, it is said that there are great opportunities in it, and some people become ancestors and saints after receiving it!"
Zhang Baoer was overjoyed and was about to urge it to continue talking, but it suddenly sighed:
"Gone...the opportunity to make a fortune..."
But the sigh was interrupted by the little black dragon.
"Your Highness! That's not the case! Illusions will appear everywhere in the three days before the Holy Fire Cult appears, and they will not really appear until three years later."
Zhang Baoer was overjoyed. He naturally knew that the 'illusion' that the little black dragon talked about was a mirage. How could he not be happy when he learned that he had the opportunity to make a fortune? But...
"It's all the big guys who went there... eh! Three years... is a long time but also a very short one. Maybe there won't be much to do without us..."
Hearing this, the little black dragon also lowered his head, but as soon as he lowered his head, he shouted:
"Ah! I forgot... the wind is so strong, my soul is seriously exhausted..."
Only then did Zhang Baoer realize that he was already in a sandstorm, and the little black dragon had shrunk by nearly half, becoming much lighter.
"Then what are you talking about?!"
Zhang Baoer cursed:
"Hurry and get in!"
"Ah? Yes!"
The little black dragon reacted and shrank back with a scream.
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The sandstorm came and went quickly. Unicorn and Zhang Baoer were fine and not separated. When the two of them crawled out of the sand, they saw that the sky had returned to its original appearance, and the desert seemed to be the same as before.
The only thing that has changed is that there is more sand.
Zhang Baoer suddenly thought of the phrase "a drop in the ocean", because he suddenly felt that he was too small, the desert was endless and there was no end, and the magic just now was beyond his imagination.
"Hoo ho!"
The one-legged horse was a little unhappy because the pergola on it was blown away and it didn't know where it was going... In other words, the two of them would have to walk under the sun in the next time?
Fortunately, Zhang Baoer was smart and made two straw hats out of tree bark, which looked like unicorns.
Based on the experience of walking in the desert last time, there were no mysterious creatures attacking me at night. They seemed to be afraid of fire, so they made panic noises in the distance and did not approach.
Time flew by, three days flew by, and the two of them finally walked out of the desert.
They looked very miserable, as if they had crawled out of a stove pit, but as the parties involved, they did not feel upset.
Firstly, because they had already walked out of the desert and no longer had to suffer that kind of torture; secondly, because they had not been attacked by those big scorpions; thirdly, because not long after they set foot on the ground, they saw a big puddle!
This is the second time Zhang Baoer realized that taking a bath is one of the major events in life.
There were no accidents in the rest of the night. Finally, five days later, Zhang Baoer heard the sound of rumbling water.
"That river?!"
He was overjoyed and quickly urged the Unicorn to speed up. Half an hour later, a big river appeared in front of him. It was indeed the river he knew!
Although he has never been here, just looking at the amount of water flowing, he thinks this river is that river, because he and Xiao Ha have lived next to it for a long time...
At that time, they not only lived by eating raw meat, but also had to worry about big birds. Sometimes they even had to eat carrion or go hungry.
Thinking of those past events, Zhang Baoer felt sad for a while. Looking at the possible direction of the Hulu tribe, he couldn't help but hesitate a little. He didn't guide the unicorn horse forward because: he was afraid!
He was afraid that everyone would die, and then he found the transformed Tang Tiantian's fur among the dead - Tang Tiantian was a celestial fox, and her fur would be peeled off, sold, and knitted.
Wear it into beautiful clothing...
Xiaoha, it is too ugly. The skin will not be made into clothes, and it will probably be eaten with the flesh...
Duoduo, Xiaotian, Hongqi, Hulu Baoguang... They are among the corpses. There won't be many scars on their bodies, probably just one or two, because they are too weak and the enemy can kill them without much effort...
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If Ruhu and the others were to be miserable, they would definitely resist and then die with wounds all over their bodies...
Tian Xiao and the 'Eight Swords' may be the worst off, because they are his confidants, and the enemy will not let them go. They must know it, so they will fight to the death, and they may be cut into pieces...
Zhang Baoer doesn't know what will happen to the other people. They may die or surrender. Some may even turn against each other and help the evildoers under the temptation of fear or money...
Of course, if those dead worthless corpses were to be seen by him in the scenes he imagined, there was a prerequisite: their corpses had not been eaten by wild beasts!