"No?" Several people looked surprised. Qiao Zhi blinked and looked at Sariman seriously, "Uncle, have you never seen Su Cheng?"

Sariman's eyes were full of sincerity, and he replied: "There is really no businessman named Su Cheng in our caravan. Will the person you are looking for be in another caravan?"

Hearing this, Ma Yao became anxious, "Aren't you a member of the caravan? How could you not know Su Cheng?"

Sariman found that the children were a little anxious and quickly explained: "There are many caravans, some of which are interchangeable goods and conducting transactions. Some of them are missionaries and travelers. The Su Cheng you are looking for, I guess he may be from other caravans."

Qiao Zhi sighed, twisting his eyebrows into a ball. It seemed that Su Cheng was from other caravans, but where to find Su Cheng?

At this time, the timid Chen Huazhe asked curiously: "Uncle Sariman, why are you trapped in this quicksand? Why are you the only one? Where is your caravan?"

Sariman's face suddenly turned pale. He covered his face and shivered in horror. Then he grabbed Chen Huazhe's arm and said tremblingly: "I am... the last living person in our caravan... Everyone has turned into stones in the camp!"

"What?" Everyone looked at Sariman in surprise, "What's the last living person who can move?" Everyone was shocked when they heard the news.

Sariman's face became paler, as if he had fallen into some terrible memories, muttering to himself: "The Devil City is now a terrible place. It turns everyone into stones, motionless... motionless..."

Qiao Zhi looked around and his eyebrows frowned. He was very curious, wanting to know how the people in the Sariman caravan turned into stones.

So he said to his friends who were also curious about him, "Why don't we go to Sariman's camp together to see it, maybe there will be some clues."

Several people pulled up the scared Sariman and walked towards the direction of the dragon bird flying.

Suddenly, Sariman broke free from Qiao Zhi holding his hand, and looked at his feet with his eyes, pointed at the sand and said in horror: "I remembered it! This sand mountain that suddenly appeared must be the curse of the undead warrior! It must be!"

Suriman suddenly stopped moving, he trembled all over and covered his ears, "Don't move! Don't move! As long as he moves, the undead warrior will cry out."

Sariman, who was just looking normal, didn't know what he heard now, and he was panicked and covered his ears on his own.

Qiao Zhi wanted to ask questions, soaring in the sky, the dragon birds were heard, and a long roar resounded through the sky. Ma Yao waved his arm, "Look, the dragon birds seemed to have discovered something. Let's go and have a look!"

Sariman still dared not move, "Don't move, don't move..."

Ma Yao became impatient. He stared at Sariman and said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Sariman, why are you so brave? You are even less courageous than Chen Huazhe. What kind of tragic cry of the undead warrior?"

Sariman quickly answered:

"Legendly, during the war, a female general took charge of the Western Expedition and led her troops to march to this time, and encountered an ambushed enemy. The fierce battle lasted for a long time, and the soldiers of the battalion were seriously injured and almost wiped out."

He slowed down and continued: "In order to prevent their bodies from being damaged by wild beasts, the heroic souls of these soldiers returned to the court, sand flew all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun. After seven days and seven nights, this sand mountain appeared."

Sariman began to nervous again, "I heard that this sand mountain would suddenly appear anywhere. As long as it appears, the souls of the undead warriors would whimper and cry. If someone invades their tranquility in the sand mountain, they would be retaliated by them..."

Ma Yao said disdainfully: "Uncle Sariman, the story you told is quite wonderful, but why didn't I listen to it..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Zhou Sihan next to him.

"Ma Yao, shh--" Zhou Sihan put his little hand beside her mouth and made a shh--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"What's the sound?" Ma Yao squatted down and looked at Sha Zi and said, "Do you have an ear problem?"

Ma Yao questioned, there was no sound, he was scared by this timid Uncle Sariman. He was such a group of cowards! Ma Yao sat on the sand, and his shiny forehead was covered with sweat beads in the sun.

Qiao Zhi looked at the vast sandy mountains and his ears moved slightly. A gust of wind blew, and a sound came from their feet! First, it was a very slight sound, a bit like the wind blowing on the treetops, and then the sound suddenly increased.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

The loud noise made everyone look at each other, "Wow! There is really a sound!" Chen Huazhe wished he could jump eight feet away. He had never seen such a sand that could make strange noises!

Sariman was even more nervous now. He folded his hands together and knelt on the sand, "My God, the souls of the warriors, I have never done anything bad. Please don't leave me behind. My family is waiting for me in the distance..."

When Chen Huazhe saw that Sariman was following the same thing in "praying", he knelt on the ground and folded his hands together, muttering a word: "Dear warriors, don't scare people, we are just children passing by..."

Ma Yao, who was calm just now, dared not speak loudly anymore.

He looked at Chen Huazhe, who was kneeling on the ground, and Zhou Sihan, who was surprised to flow out of his eyes. He opened his mouth but did not dare to talk nonsense anymore. He looked at Qiao Zhi with help and said, "Qiao Zhi, what is this sound? Why is it so scary?"

Qiao Zhi also looked at the ground strangely, his face full of inquiry.

Just now, the clever Qiao Zhi discovered that as long as the wind blows through the hillside, the sand will make a sound.

The loud rumbling sound was made by someone walking on it after the wind blew, and Chen Huazhe also jumped. It was this action that triggered the chain sound behind it.

In the story told by the Director of the One-legged Immortal, Is it here that I am talking about?

It must be, if so, just find the Devil City next, you can relieve the dreams of the caravan and help the old partner Su Cheng!

Thinking of this, Qiao Zhi said, "Don't be afraid first, try walking two steps forward?"

"If you want to leave, you go, I won't leave, but I don't leave because I'm afraid of being timid, but..." Ma Yao turned his eyes and a sweaty neck stuttered, "It's because I'm too hot, I'm tired, and I don't want to leave."

After saying that, he pursed his lips unnaturally and did not dare to look George in the eyes.

Qiao Zhi sighed, "Oh, that's OK."

After saying that, he didn't care about others and jumped up on his own. Sariman wanted to stop him, but he stretched out his hand but didn't have time to catch it. "Child, don't make trouble. Doing this will anger the warriors' undead!"

"Boom..." "Boom..."

A rapid sound rang out, and one more louder than another. The sound was like a beating of war drums, or a bunch of iron hooves, and more like wars, shaking flags and shouting, and the sound of swords and guns colliding endlessly.

Sariman said with a bitter face: "Child, don't jump anymore. This is the sand tomb of the soldiers who have been expeditions in foreign lands in the Western Regions, and it is also an eternal monument to commemorate the heroic spirits of the soldiers. Don't jump around. What should I do if I am really cursed?"

Qiao Zhi's eyes were full of exploration, "Uncle Sariman, I think this is because the gap between the sand particles vibrates through movement, causing the sand particles to vibrate and make a friction sound. Moreover, the greater the movement amplitude, the louder the sound."

Sure enough, after Qiao Zhi stopped beating, his voice gradually became smaller.

After listening to Qiao Zhi's explanation, Ma Yao had a pair of small eyes and was full of energy, "Look, I just said there was no undead warrior! He was just scaring himself!"

After saying that, he stomped his feet proudly, "Boom... rumbling..."

The sound of the sand came, and Ma Yao became even more proud, his sweaty little head was raised.

Sariman stood up suspiciously and walked gently. Sure enough, the louder the amplitude of his steps, the louder his voice.

"It's really like this! You're so amazing! You must be the one sent by the gods to rescue us, child, can you go with me to save the companions in the caravan?"

Sariman sincerely begged.

"No, no, we still have to find our old friend Su Cheng! Didn't you say he is not in your caravan?" Ma Yao refused quickly, he didn't want to waste his time.

You know, his homework has not been completed yet! He has to hurry back to his own world and finish his homework.

When Sariman saw Ma Yao's refusal, he begged Qiao Zhi with a sad look on his face, "Child, you can even control the sound of this sand mountain, which will definitely solve the problem of our caravan. Please help me. My friends have family members, and their families are waiting for them to go back!"

Ma Yao refused again: "But we can't waste time any more, Uncle Sariman, we have a task!"

Sariman grabbed Qiao Zhi's hand and said sincerely again: "Child, I know you are going to find Su Cheng. Although I don't know where he is, if others in our caravan know where Su Cheng is, don't you have clues!"

Sariman, who was eager to save people, said again: "And my caravan camp is in Devil City. Don't you also want to find Devil City? We are not wasting time!"

Qiao Zhi originally wanted to help Sariman, but when he heard his words, he felt that Sariman was right, "Okay, Uncle Sariman, let's go and see you, but I can't guarantee that I will be able to save people successfully."

When Ma Yao heard Qiao Zhi say this, his eyebrows stood up, "Qiao Zhi, you can't just go with him like this. What if something goes wrong? What if we turn into stones too?"

After Ma Yao finished speaking, Chen Huazhe also stood on his side with a rare occasion, "Qiao Zhi, I, I think Ma Yao is right, what if... what if we turn into stones too?"

The squad leader Zhou Sihan looked at Ma Yao and Chen Huazhe and frowned, "You two cowards, I think you just don't dare to go to the Devil City!"

Chen Huazhe, who was told to the point, suddenly turned red, but Ma Yao still looked stubborn, "I won't go if I don't want to go, I'm not afraid!"

Qiao Zhi looked at Ma Yao who was quarreling and said softly: "Uncle Sariman, what products do your caravan have?"

Sariman was a little confused, but also replied: "Our caravan has some spices sold by foreigners, some exotic drinks and food, and high-quality silk..."

When Ma Yao heard that there was food, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, but due to face, he was not shaken.

Qiao Zhi smiled and said, "Uncle Sariman, if we go to Devil City with you, can you treat us to a delicious meal?"

After hearing this, Sariman also smiled, "Look at my memory, you are my saviors, of course I want to repay you! It is no problem to have a delicious meal. I will give you many treasures!"

Now, Ma Yaoke completely gave up his resistance, and he jumped up suddenly, "Uncle Sariman, this is what you said. You sir must keep your word! Let's go quickly!"

After saying that, the dragon bird hovering in the sky also made a long sound, and everyone stepped on the sand and strode towards the Devil City.

"Uncle Sariman, can you tell us about the Devil City?" Qiao Zhi said to Sariman.

Sariman was still in horror, but with Qiao Zhi, a smart child next to him, it was not as terrifying as before.

He took out the water bag and took a sip of water, and then said to the children:

"The original Devil City, known as Yadan opposite the sun, has an ancient castle called Eskshaer Castle. It is the only way for a small number of our caravans and the most dangerous road in the entire trade route. It is the hub where Loulan is connected to the west and Dunhuang is located in the east."

Sariman's face turned pale because of fear. He continued: "In the vast sea of ​​the Gobi Desert, the winds are constantly coming all year round, and countless merchants' dead bones are buried. Whenever night falls and the wind blows suddenly, there will be a sound of ghosts crying and howling, which is creepy..."
Chapter completed!