Chapter 2: Going deep into the desert

Seeing Temuqi getting so angry, everyone was silent and did not dare to speak. Bart, who had not said anything, suddenly remembered something and said carefully: "Class leader, maybe they are not Tulan Motuo's subordinates."

"What did you say? They are not Tulan Motuo's subordinates, who are they?" Temuqi glared at him.

Batie replied nervously: "They were the ones we met halfway when we were looking for the horse thief who snatched the "Biyuan Travels" and heard from the caravans with him that they came from Yinha City. If they were really Tulanmotuo's people, they should have come from the north."

After saying this, Temuqi was really stunned, and suddenly shook his head, screaming with great enlightenment: "They are from Chu!"

It would be fine if the truth was not revealed. When Temuqi learned about this, he even became angrily scammered. Thinking of Fang Ling's leisurely face, he felt angry all over his body and didn't know where to send it.

He was a clan leader, but he was actually placed several times by a young man in a short period of time, and he still didn't know what to do.

Naboutoya simply said with a heart: "Cousin, I'll take someone to chase you!"

Temuqi glanced at her and said, "What are you chasing? Don't forget that he has a poisonous sac on his hand and a divine eagle that can't be thrown away!"

"Then what should we do? Just watch them bring the keys to the Turan tribe?" Naboutoya said with a wry smile.

Tiemuqi remained silent and his face looked like iron, but he could not find any solution for a while. What he regretted was that he failed to bring out the masters in the clan, otherwise it would be impossible to have the chance to seize the key.

At this moment, a sudden sound of shocking sound in the city seemed to have trembled, and Bart's eyes lit up and exclaimed in dismay: "Senior Brother is out of seclusion!"

Temuqi's anger subsided and said overjoyed: "Great, the Five Poison Toad was captured by the Great Witch Sailon himself! He must know the poison sac more than anyone else!"

Naboutoya also said happily: "The great witch has been practicing in seclusion for three years. Now that she has left the seclusion, she must have practiced her peerless martial arts. With him taking action, I want to see where they can run!"

Everyone rushed towards the Shaman Hall. The place outside the city was already full of stars, and Fang Ling and others had long disappeared.

After leaving the city for ten miles, he met with Sachar who had been waiting for a long time.

Sarchar had no idea that such a big thing had happened in the city, nor did he know that Fang Ling and others had something that could affect the position of the next patriarch.

He ignored his gaze and only guided the way for everyone. Lu Bei looked at the rear and smiled silly, "The young master's move is really amazing, which scared the other party so much that he didn't even dare to send pursuers."

Song Ying'er smiled sweetly and said, "Yes, the expressions of those people in Tiemuqi are very interesting. Every time the young master says, their faces twitch, for fear of the sequelae of facial cramps in the future."

Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. Everyone was filled with joy when they could escape from the city so easily.

Fang Ling smiled and immediately said seriously: "We won't be able to relax for much time. There must be people in the city who know the Five Poison Toads. They will soon know that the effect of the poison sac is only three days. After three days, the poison sac will wither and its toxicity will not exist. With Timuqi's character, they will definitely seize the key at all costs, and will not let it fall into Tulanmotuo's hands!"

Everyone's expressions were fixed, and another eagle crow came from the sky. Song Ying'er couldn't help but raise her head, raised her fist and said, "There is also this hateful eagle. With it chasing us, we really can't escape even if we want to."

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Yes, I really can't escape even if I want to run, so I have to run quickly. As long as we reach the territory of the Cha Khan tribe, we can breathe a sigh of relief."

Lu Bei immediately asked Sachar who was leading the way, "Brother Sa, how long does it take to get from Songdan City to the territory of the Chakhan tribe?"

Sarchar quickly replied: "It's about ten days."

"Ten days are too long. What if we travel day and night?" Fang Ling asked.

Sachar thought for a while and said, "That will take five or six days."

Fang Ling nodded slightly and stopped talking. Everyone rode their horses and whipped them. They had only one thought in their minds, so they should hurry up and arrive at a safe place before the enemy arrived.

Everyone traveled day and night, and changed their horses on the way. While they were rushing, they also heard the war in the South from the passing caravans.

In the past few days after Fang Ling left the Chu State, domestic wars continued. The Eight Kings army conquered more than a dozen cities, especially Yizhou, which had almost occupied the entire Xuzhou area and is now heading towards Dingzhou.

The Emperor Chu was furious and mobilized heavy troops to defend the country. The war was in full swing. Due to the chaos in the East, a large number of people fled to the temporarily stable north.

On the fourth day, Fang Ling and his group finally arrived in the Miller Valley.

The Miller Valley is one of the shortcuts to the Chakhan tribe. The valley plain created by a large river makes the water and grass here rich. Every year, a large number of tribes settle here. You can see cattle, sheep and horses everywhere. Take a deep breath and the whole chest is filled with the smell of grassland.

Once you cross the Miller Valley, you will be less than two days away from the Chakhan territory.

However, when everyone rushed here excitedly, they heard bad news. The river had risen a few days ago and flooded the road. Now it is hard to drive, and it is almost impossible to pass through the Miller Valley.

However, Fang Ling and others insisted on rushing to the valley. As a result, Zhuma looked towards the valley and saw that the valley that was originally a great road had been flooded by the river. Even if there were ships, they had to go upwards before they could pass, not to mention where was the ship in this grassland?

Fang Ling couldn't help but frowned slightly and asked at Sarchar, "If we don't pass through the Miller Valley, what else can we take?"

Sarchar pointed to the east and said, "We can only go around the river valley and pass by the Tar Forest Farm, and we can also reach the Chakhan territory. However, if we want to go around there, even if we go day and night, it will take two days to increase."

"Two days? No, it's too long to delay that way. Is there any other way?" Fang Ling shook his head and asked.

Sarchar thought for a while and said, "There is, but..."

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Brother Sa, you don't have to worry, just say anything."

Sarchar pointed to the northwest and said, "There is a desert at the other end of the valley called Zasen Desert. It takes only two days to pass through that desert, half the time it takes to pass through the Miller Valley, and you can reach the territory of the Chakhan tribe."

Fang Ling said in his heart: "If it can be shortened to such half of the time, it will be fine even if he walks in the desert. I heard that as long as this desert land does not encounter sandstorms, it will not be very hard to walk."

Sachar nodded and said, "Yes, many caravans will walk in some convenient deserts to save time, but this Zasen Desert is not an ordinary place. There is a terrible ruin called Gui Crying City."

"Ghost Crying City?" Everyone said in a marvelous way.

Sachar said: "Hundreds of years ago, there was not a desert, but a grassland. There was a large city called Tissue City. The tribe where Tissue City was located had a war with another tribe. The city was captured at that time, and all the eight hundred warriors who defended the city died. The strangest thing is that overnight, this place became a desert, burying the corpses of the city and the warriors. Every time people pass by, they could hear the sound of ghosts crying in the wind. So the ruins of Tissue City were called the Ghost Crying City. In addition, caravans often disappear here, so the Zasen Desert became a forbidden area for caravans, and no one dared to pass through here."

Everyone was surprised when they heard it. They didn't expect that there would be such a strange legend in the grassland. However, everyone was a hero with extraordinary courage, so how could they be scared by such rumors? Fang Ling said after hearing this: "Then let's go and take a look at this ghost crying city!"

Everyone cheered in unison, but Sachar's face changed and he waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, I promised uncle that I will protect your safety, but although I am a strong man, I can't beat the ghost."

Everyone saw him, a big man, who was still afraid of ghosts, and couldn't help laughing secretly. Fang Ling said earnestly: "Brother Sa, we can't delay our affairs for half a day, so we must take risks and pass through this desert. If we don't have you as a guide, then we can't get out. Please help."

"This..." Sachar was honest by nature. After Fang Ling said this, hesitated for a moment, and then hesitated resolutely, "Okay, since Mr. Fang values ​​me so much, then I, Sa, will take the risk and take you to explore the Zasen Desert!"

So everyone immediately turned their horses and headed towards the Zasen Desert. In less than half a day, they had arrived before the desert.

Under the scorching sun, the yellow gravel spread on the ground like gold, isolating a forbidden area where aquatic plants cannot penetrate. The dunes rise and fall randomly, like giant pythons lying across. Before they even walked in, they could feel a wave of heat slamming towards their faces.

Everyone is from the southern country, and it is the first time I have seen the scenery of the grassland. Of course, I have never seen such a majestic and magnificent scenery in the desert, and I can't help but be amazed.

Sachar took several deep breaths, then waved his hand heroically and led everyone to the desert.

In order to keep the horses physically strong, everyone dismounted and walked on the soft sand, which had a special fun. Song Ying'er even took out a spare kettle and filled a full bag of sand. She was about to show Fang Ling's mother the gravel in the northern desert after she went back.

Seeing that she never forgets her mother, Fang Ling couldn't help but feel moved secretly. She thought more thoughtful than her son.
Chapter completed!