Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 248: The Turks conquered the Tianshan Mountains with one arrow
Wind blowing from the Qilian Mountains and Tianshan Pass.

Whizzed past.

Thick lead clouds piled up.

Yellow sand and snowflakes rolled together.

Looking from a distance, it looks like countless plumes of smoke are rising over the desert.

The red girl was riding on the camel, stretched out her hand to press her cloak, and looked at the tornado-shaped sand around her, a hint of sadness flashed through her clear eyes.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she saw the sun.

After setting off from Kunmo City, almost ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

According to the previously planned itinerary, it should take about seven or eight days to reach Yuhai, but the sudden blizzard greatly slowed down the team's progress.

So much so that it’s been ten days.

There is still no trace of the legendary lake.

He raised his head and glanced not far away.

The shopkeeper sat upright on his hunchback, also wearing a cloak to isolate himself from the wind and sand.

However, even though you can't see his appearance clearly, you can still feel his calmness from his back.

Seeing this situation, Miss Hong's frown could not help but relax slightly.

in her mind.

There is never anything that the shopkeeper cannot do.

Leaning forward and leaning against the hump, the red girl reached out and took off the leather water bottle, pulled out the cork and raised her head to take a sip.

Soon, a wave of heat slowly surged from his belly.

Dispel the chill from your body.

What was in her leather jug ​​was not water, but kumiss.

It's completely different from the water and wine I've had before.

It's sour with a hint of sweetness, but it has great staying power and is as strong as fire. If you don't drink well, you'll probably have to fall asleep if you take a big sip.

"Who?"

"Stop, don't move."

"Everything is stable, don't mess up the battle."

Just as she was savoring the unique smell of wine, there was a sudden commotion from the front of the team.

The red girl couldn't help but frown.

Casually hang the wine bottle on the side of the hump again.

Then gently pat the hunchback.

Although this guy looks a bit weird and is not as fast as an old horse, he has a gentle temperament and is especially hard-working. Even in such blizzard weather, he never flinches.

"Shopkeeper, let me go over and take a look."

He rode a camel and rushed to Chen Yulou.

The latter was holding the sheepskin map in his hand, and was obviously studying the route before.

Now listen to the noise ahead.

There was also a bit of surprise between his eyebrows.

The procession was really too long, two or three miles in front and back. Even with his eyesight, it was difficult to see the front clearly in such thick sand, snow and fog.

Seeing the red girl, he took the initiative to invite her.

Chen Yulou did not refuse and nodded, "Be careful."

"Shopkeeper, I'll come with you, I'll take care of you."

Huama crutched the felt hat on her head.

Let the brim of the hat just cover the center of your eyebrows.

At this moment, his face was completely covered, with only his eyes exposed, but even so, he still had to be careful to avoid wind and sand getting into his eyes, which would be troublesome then.

Many guys fell into the trap on the road.

Once encountered, there is almost no other way but to moisten the eyes with a little water and rinse out the fine sand.

It’s not that I’m afraid of wasting water.

In the vast desert, water is indeed more expensive than oil, but it is not absolutely.

Snowflakes in the sky can melt into water.

In addition, there are many underground rivers hidden in the eight hundred miles of sand sea.

As long as you follow the traces of wild beasts in the sand dunes or the growing trees and weeds, and dig down a few meters deep, you can usually find the source of water.

Therefore, in this sand sea, the biggest difficulty they originally imagined was not water supply, but unimaginable snowstorms.

"Alright."

The two looked after each other together.

This is naturally the best choice.

After receiving the agreement, Huamaguai didn't waste any time. He rode a camel with Miss Hong, bypassed the team, and rushed forward quickly.

Not long after.

The two of them saw the leader of the team who was supposed to be leading the way and stopped in front of a sand dune.

The strong wind blew and the yellow sand moved quickly.

It was as if a barrier had formed in front of him.

But what amazed the two of them was far more than that. At this moment, there were clearly several figures standing on the moving sand dune.

Wearing a piece of leather casually, their long hair was curled into thin locks, and their faces were engraved with strange patterns. Each of them either had a bow on his back or was holding a long knife. They looked fierce and wild.

The two sides seemed to be in a confrontation.

Those weirdos were also looking at them with vigilant expressions.

"what happened?"

See this scene.

Red Girl and Huamaguai couldn't help but look at each other.

There was a hint of solemnity in his expression.

They walked around this ghost place for more than ten days without seeing a single ghost.

Not to mention that in this kind of weather, if someone suddenly appears, I'm afraid the person who comes is evil.

One word almost appeared in their minds at the same time.

Bandit!

When I was still in Jiayuguan, I heard about it countless times from the caravans stranded in the city, but except for seeing it once from a distance in Xingxing Gorge, I never encountered it again along the way.

"Red Leader, these people suddenly appeared and blocked the way."

"I can't understand what I'm saying. I'm babbling. Brothers don't dare to move."

Seeing the two people appear, the leading man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They had tried to communicate just now, but found that what the other party said was completely incomprehensible.

You know, after entering the Western Region for a while, and staying in Kunmo City for so long, I can still understand some basic language, and can even barely communicate with others through guessing.

It's just that this group of people not only dress and look different from Uighurs, but also speak an extremely weird language.

They even doubted whether it was a caravan coming from Central Asia and crossing the Kunlun Mountains.

"Isn't there a guide?"

"Go and fetch someone."

The red girl frowned slightly. Across the wind, sand and snow, when her eyes fell on the figures on the dune, she could feel a strong evil aura.

These people are anything but good.

She had already ruled out the possibility of a caravan in her mind.

However, you still can't mess around until you figure out the other party's identity.

The current situation is unfamiliar.

And they know nothing about each other.

"Also, let the shopkeeper know."

Seeing that the guy turned around and was about to leave, the red girl hesitated and then added.

"Yes, Red Head."

The two guys left quickly, one behind the other.

Several people on the hill looked at this scene coldly, neither saying anything to stop it nor leaving.

It didn't take much effort.

Chen Yulou and others appeared in sight.

In addition to them, there was also an old man in his fifties named Parhat, which means lion in Uighur.

But Pat looks nothing like a lion. He is thin, short, and timid.

But he has a skill in raising camels.

This time they rented about a hundred camels in Kunmo City.

It's all up to Pat to take care of it.

Otherwise, they won't be able to solve the problem at all.

When they arrived, Chen Yulou finally understood the general idea after listening to everyone's simple explanations. He turned to look at Pat and motioned for him to go forward and ask for directions.

The little old man looked reluctant.

However, before departure, the master made a promise to him, saying that as long as he did well on this mission, he would be free after he returned.

Parhat simply could not refuse such an offer.

You must know that the Western Regions, no less than the Han Dynasty, have already abolished slavery long ago. Being a slave in the Western Region for one day, you will be the servant of the master's family for generations, and you can't even compare to animals.

He just raises camels, otherwise how would he be qualified to bargain?
Gathering up the courage, Pat crossed the team and walked outside the sand dune. He first carefully looked at a few people. The Western Region was vast and sparsely populated, with various tribes living together.

Even an old guy like him might not be able to recognize them all.

He first said hello in Uyghur, but a few people ignored him at all. Pat was not embarrassed. He had never encountered any kind of cold stare when begging for food at the host's house. This matter was nothing to him.

Then they came up to talk to each other in Huihui, Mongolian, Manchu, and Xibe languages.

But it's not over yet.

A shout suddenly came from behind the dune.

There seemed to be other companions or tribesmen.

A few people turned around and said a few words briefly.

Pat pricked up his ears and moved his eyes back and forth, discerning carefully.

Although the voices of several people were very low and were mostly blocked by the strong wind, he still faintly heard a few words and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Turkic..."

Turks are not uncommon in the Western Regions.

However, most of them were merchants who entered the country along the ancient Silk Road from Central Asia.

There are very few left in the Western Region.

There are countless traders coming and going in Kunmo City, and the owner's business is in the camel caravan business. It is inevitable that he often interacts with these people. Pat also learned a few words in Turkic.

Although not proficient enough.

But barely enough.

He immediately said hello and came over.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people on the dune were obviously stunned for a moment. The leading man turned around and stared at him in surprise. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke.

Pat's mind suddenly moved.

I tried my best to chat with him through the little Turkic language I knew.

After a while, Pat descended halfway down the dune and recounted the news.

"Turks?"

"Hunting here?"

What Pathan said was quite good.

But the accent is very strong.

Plus, as I get older, it’s difficult to switch back and forth between three languages ​​so smoothly.

I finally stammered and finished.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Meeting these two characteristics at the same time, their identities are almost impossible to guess.

Shopkeeper Wu mentioned that day that he was a descendant of Turks whose ancestors had lived by the Fish Sea for generations and made a living by hunting and fishing.

only……

Is this going too smoothly?
Even Chen Yulou felt incredible.

After all, we haven't found Yuhai yet, but we met those people first.

"Come up with me and have a look."

"Yes or no, just ask..."

Chen Yulou suppressed his hesitation and looked at Pat in front of him.

However, before the sentence was finished, a sudden change occurred behind the dune.

A sharp roar came.

Then, a wild wolf that was about the size of a calf and covered in gray jumped up from behind the sand dune. As fast as lightning, it went directly over the heads of several people and fell to the right side of the team.

Except for Chen Yulou, everyone noticed this scene.

Hardly anyone thought of it.

In an instant, more than a dozen figures rushed out from the sand dunes, each with a bow on his back and a knife in hand, with murderous intent, and kept shouting something.

Look at their angry, annoyed expressions.

In fact, you can guess 70% to 80%.

hum!
The strongest one among them seemed to be the leader of the hunting team.

His eyes were cold and his face was fierce.

He took off the horn bow from his back, took out an arrow, and with almost no movement, he pulled the bow to the full moon.

only……

The wild wolf's sense of danger was terrifyingly acute.

It was almost the moment the arrow broke through the air.

His thick and powerful hind legs kicked hard on the ground, and saw dust and sand flying everywhere. His body was like a fox, and he jumped six or seven meters away.

And the arrow sank into the quicksand with a bang.

Seeing this situation, the strong man's face became even more ugly.

Three or four more long arrows were drawn out one after another.

In the wind and snow, there was a constant buzzing sound, but unfortunately, the gray wolf was so amazing that it didn't even get its fur and escaped a hundred or ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

He was about to escape from sight.

A group of Turks on the sand dunes couldn't help but gnashed their teeth and cursed loudly.

"Old foreigner brother."

Seeing this, Chen Yulou said to the old foreigner on the hunchback who was already eager to try.

The latter finally got his chance.

Where can I hesitate?

With a light tap of his toes on the iron stirrups, he jumped up and stood firmly between the humps. Looking at the direction where the wild wolves were fleeing, he took off his shooting bow and took out an iron arrow and put it on the string.

See this scene.

The eyes of the group on the dune flashed.

Whispering something.

Judging from the expressions, there were surprises and astonishments, as well as indifference and disdain.

After all, their ancestors have made a living by hunting for generations. Whether it is a falcon in the sky or an argali sheep in the Tianshan Mountains, as long as they are targeted, there is only one end.

That is the food that satisfies the stomach.

The sand wolf hunted this time is the most dangerous and cunning prey in the desert.

For this reason, all the hunters in their village went all the way from the lake into the hinterland of the sand sea, and waited in ambush for five or six days before driving the wolves into the trap.

But even so, he still managed to escape.

The person who just shot and killed was Po Li, the leader of the hunting team in the village.

One-handed archery can penetrate a poplar with a hundred steps.

It's almost rare to miss.

Even he couldn't succeed, let alone the old foreigner.

only……

This idea just came up.

An indescribable buzz suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

That is the sound that a strong bow makes when it is stretched to the extreme.

Po Li's pupils froze, and the indifference in his expression suddenly became serious. His eyes were fixed on the old foreigner standing on the hunchback.

hum!
The golden light on the dragon's bow flashes.

The iron arrow, which was half a man long, was like a flame, passing through the yellow sand and snow in the sky. It was as fast as lightning and caught up with the sand wolf in almost the blink of an eye.

The three-edged armor-piercing iron arrow instantly pierced its body.

The huge force drove it into the sand.

Scarlet blood spilled all over the floor.

Seeing this, everyone on the dune could no longer stand still and shouted loudly with disbelief on their faces.

Only Po Li withdrew his gaze and focused on the old foreigner and the Jiao Shooting Bow, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Go and bring the wild wolf back."

The expressions of the group of people were all in Chen Yulou's sight, especially the leader. A smile flashed across his eyes, and he cast an appreciative look at the old foreigner before giving instructions.

"Yes, the boss."

The old foreigner's incredible archery skills had already dumbfounded the accompanying men.

You will hear the command from the boss.

It was like waking up from a dream.

Several guys immediately jumped off the camel and ran quickly towards the wolf corpse in the distance.

A moment later.

Several people returned carrying the gray wolf, which weighed less than a hundred kilograms.

Chen Yulou had no intention of accepting it.

Instead, he looked at Parhat who was looking shocked.

"Pat, go talk to them."

"Let's just say that this wolf is my gift to them."

(End of this chapter)