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Chapter 168 Xiaxu
Night falls over the wasteland, and the stars shine brightly in the sky.

After nightfall, the wind blew in the wilderness and the temperature dropped sharply.

Three bonfires were lit in the caravan's temporary camp. The blazing flames dispelled the darkness and cold, and made the people sitting around smile with ease.

An iron pot was placed on the campfire, cooking dinner for everyone.

But what is really tempting is the grilled wolf meat!
In the battle during the day, Zhang Yuan alone killed more than twenty wasteland wolves.

The caravan also made some gains.

All these wild wolves were collected and handed over to the veterans in the caravan to be skinned, gutted, deboned, and pickled...

Now it has become pieces of barbecue!

The person in charge of the barbecue would occasionally apply sauce mixed with wolfsbane.

Make the meat flavor more intense.

Mu Guangcheng told Zhang Yuan that the meat of the steppe wolf was not actually very tasty; it was sour, tough and difficult to swallow.

But as long as you add wolfsbane to the grill, the taste will be completely different.

This wild grass growing in the wasteland can be seen everywhere.

It can not only be used as a seasoning for barbecue, but also can be used to treat wolf bites.

"Everyone!"

The caravan leader stood up and said to everyone, "It is thanks to the chivalrous help of Young Master Zhao Yun that our caravan was saved from the wolves. Let us all pay tribute to Young Master Zhao!"

"Cheers, young hero!"

Everyone stood up and toasted Zhang Yuan.

Mu Guangcheng's caravan carried a total of seven horse-drawn carriages of goods, one of which was loaded with roasted knives.

It is said to be a very popular liquor in Xiaxu.

Zhang Yuan smiled and drank the bowl of Shaodaozi in his hand clean.

At this time, Mu Guangcheng personally took a freshly roasted wolf leg and solemnly placed it in front of Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan realized that this should be some kind of ceremony to entertain guests, so he nodded and took it.

He took a bite of the burnt wolf meat.

My eyes suddenly lit up!
The wolf meat of the steppe wolf is really delicious after being marinated, seasoned and grilled.

The taste is a bit like beef.

Although it is not very tender, it is full of meat flavor when chewed.

Combined with the Shaodaozi, it is quite powerful!
"it is good!"

Zhang Yuan praised it.

Mu Guangcheng and others smiled at each other, and then started to share the barbecue meal together.

The caravan leader then handed Zhang Yuan a bowl of chive sauce.

It also comes from the wilderness, and it has a unique flavor when eaten with barbecue.

Zhang Yuan finished off a wolf leg weighing five or six kilograms in one breath!

With wine, meat, food and drink, the atmosphere in the camp became more lively.

An old man took out a three-stringed zither, played it and sang an ancient ballad.

The vigorous singing accompanied by the sound of the piano floated across the wilderness.

Zhang Yuan drank five bowls of Shaodaozi and felt a little tipsy.

Listening to the songs and chewing the meat, he was in a trance, feeling a sense of ease and leisure.

But in fact, even in such an environment, Zhang Yuan still maintained due vigilance and caution.

The red-eyed crow was circling above the camp, keeping watch for him at all times!

"Young Master Zhao..."

Mu Guangcheng, who was sitting next to him, suddenly asked, "Is this your first time in Xiaxu?"

Zhang Yuan came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Brother Mu, just call me by my name."

He nodded slightly: "Yes, it's my first time here."

"A hero doesn't ask where he came from, and Xiaxu doesn't ask about his origins!"

Mu Guangcheng took a deep breath and said, "Brother Zhao Yun, I am not bragging, I am very familiar with Xiaxu. If you have anything you want to know, just ask me!"

This was exactly what Zhang Yuan wanted, so he naturally asked whatever he was thinking.

There's absolutely no need to be polite.

Through this caravan leader, Zhang Yuan learned that Xiaxu was the imperial capital of Daxia. It is said that Daxia was founded a thousand years ago and was destroyed by Daqian's predecessor, Da Yin, more than four hundred years ago, and the capital of Xia was reduced to ruins.

Later, Dayin was replaced by Dayan.

All that remains of the ancient capital of Daxia is the ruins of an old capital, proving that it once existed.

Two hundred years ago, a group of refugees came to the old Xia capital and survived there.

This is the origin of Xiaxu!

Over the past two hundred years, people of all kinds have come to Xiaxu to make a living for various reasons.

Or take refuge.

Xiaxu is extremely far away from the capital of Daqian and is completely outside the jurisdiction of Daqian.

Therefore, there are no government offices or large clans there.

A real mixed bag.

No one can tell exactly how many people there are in Xiaxu at present.

But there are definitely hundreds of thousands of people in the five ruins in the east, south, west, north and center of the city, plus the even larger outer ruins.

Some say millions.

Xiaxu has its own set of operating rules, and it is easy for people who are not familiar with the situation to run into problems if they rush in rashly.

This requires a guide.

Out of gratitude to Zhang Yuan, Mu Guangcheng was happy to act as Zhang Yuan's guide and help him gain a foothold in Xiaxu.

The caravan leader also told Zhang Yuan in detail about the major forces in Xiaxu.

As well as various rules, taboos and so on.

This gave Zhang Yuan a basic understanding of Xiaxu.

The two talked until late at night.

The next morning, the caravan broke camp and set off.

According to Mu Guangcheng, it would take them nearly ten days to reach Xiaxu.

The premise is that the journey is smooth and there are no twists and turns.

In fact, the route taken by the caravan was just a corner of this wasteland.

If you want to cross the entire wilderness, it will take several months.

And there are also strange creatures and ferocious beasts in the wilderness!

The route that Mu Guangcheng led the team to take was naturally a safe route that they had walked many times.

But it is not 100% safe.

For example, the wolf pack we encountered earlier was a typical accident.

As they moved forward, Zhang Yuan discovered that there was a carriage surrounded by a tarpaulin in the middle of the convoy.

I can't see what's inside.

The tire tracks left behind were very shallow, not like the vehicle was carrying cargo or people were sitting on it.

Mu Guangcheng obviously noticed Zhang Yuan's gaze on the carriage.

He lowered his voice and explained, "This is the wandering god of the earth that our caravan worships."

The Earth Wandering God originated from the Xia Ruins, and is now the patron saint of the many caravans traveling to and from the Xia Ruins.

The earth-wandering god has two sides, namely the day-wandering god and the night-wandering god.

It can guide the caravan to avoid the monsters wandering in the wilderness in time, and can also provide protection for travelers.

If there is no protection from the earth god.

Then no one dared to cross the wasteland in a large group.

Because the more people there are, the greater the possibility of attracting weird things.

On the contrary, it is safer for those skilled and courageous lone travelers to walk alone in the wilderness!
After Zhang Yuan learned about it, he felt that the saying “Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles” was indeed true.

Next, the caravan walked in the wilderness for three days.

The journey was safe and sound without any accidents or dangers.

However, on the fourth night, when everyone had just gone to bed in the tent, they suddenly heard the sound of suona.

Everyone heard it clearly!

(End of this chapter)