The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 126
Five days later.

An airship landed outside Cheshi City.

Calculated, it is six thousand miles from Jiuquan, Guizhou to Cheshi in the Western Regions.

Now the train does not go to the Western Regions, at most it only goes to Lanzhou, so it is not an ideal means of travel.

Think before and after.

Zhang Heng chose the airship, which is relatively fast and does not have high requirements for the landing place.

"Is this Cheshi City?"

Zhang Heng got off the airship and frowned a little as he looked at the small city in front of him.

"Commander, this is an important town in the Western Regions, Cheshi City, among the hundreds of countries in the ancient Western Regions, it was called the Cheshi Kingdom."

Zhang Xiaofo followed behind Zhang Heng, one on the left and one on the right with Adjutant Wu.

"It looks small, and the city is broken enough."

Zhang Heng looked forward, and when he saw the guards standing at the gate of the city holding spears, who seemed to be out of touch with the times, he said speechlessly, "Spearmen are old enough!"

"Marshal, it's not surprising. Since the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered Beijing, no one has cared about the Western Regions. Even the Internet business has been greatly affected by this. It has been 20 years."

"As for Yang Zengxin, the king of the Western Regions, the local old Uyghurs call him a fool, and he is also an existence that cannot be described in detail."

"This man was born as a Jinshi in the 15th year of Guangxu. He is a Confucian scholar. He believes in the way of Huang Lao and promotes the rule of non-action, which means that he does not have to do anything, and the people of the Western Regions will not starve to death."

"As it turns out, they really don't starve themselves to death, but they don't have a good time either."

"In addition, he has two catchphrases, what are they called: don't ask about the Central Plains in disputes, and grow up as the people of the ancient times."

"Refused to intervene in external disputes. As the saying goes, the general trend of the world, long-term division must be united, and long-term unity must be divided."

"When the world is in great order, he, the one who guards the Western Regions, will be a first-class hero. He can just wait for the princes for generations, and he doesn't have much ideal ambition."

"Of course, it's not useless."

"This person strongly opposes the independence of the Western Regions, and he is also a good political hand. He can help the various tribes in the Western Regions to make peace and mediate disputes. The tribes also support him."

"In terms of military strength, he has three regiments with more than 4000 people, mainly stationed in Dihua."

"The weapons used are relatively backward, but right now everyone is too busy to take care of themselves. The Western Regions have complicated terrain and people's livelihood is difficult, so no one can take care of him."

Regardless of Zhang Xiaofo's young age, he is only 23.

But he went to the tomb at the age of eight, fought with his family everywhere, and has a deep understanding of the Western Regions.

After listening to his explanation.

Zhang Heng finally knew what kind of existence this king of the Western Regions was.

That is to say, in the Western Regions, if it was placed in the Central Plains, its brains would have been beaten out long ago.

"Forget it, what does his matter have to do with us, let's go to the city and find my uncle, the business is important."

Zhang Heng traveled lightly this time and did not bring many people with him.

Zhang Xiaofo had five people, Adjutant Wu plus a guard squad, and there were only a dozen of them at full count.

However, when they entered the city, they caused some commotion.

Although there were not many guards in the platoon, they were all armed to the teeth, and the spearmen guarding the city gate were stunned, as if they were seeing future soldiers.

"Uncle Master."

In an inn in Cheshi City, Zhang Heng found Taoist Zhaixing.

Compared with half a year ago, Taoist Zhaixing looked thinner and more tanned.

However, he has a good spirit, his eyes are like lightning, and he looks diligent and diligent.

"coming!"

Taoist Zhaixing smiled.

"Uncle, how is the situation here?"

Zhang Heng sat next to Taoist Zhaixing, and he did not forget to introduce: "These five are gold-touching masters I invited from Changsha."

"It's not easy."

"It stands to reason that Chishi Ridge is not too far from Cheshi City. People here should have heard about Hanba."

"But I searched and searched, and I didn't know their description about the drought."

"It is expected that the Hanba has either returned to the heavens, or has become ancient, and has not appeared for hundreds of years, so these people have no impression of it."

Taoist Zhaixing briefly told Zhang Heng what he had found out.

Hearing his words, Zhang Heng thought for a moment and said, "Since the early Ming Dynasty, the aura of heaven and earth began to decline, and it has been more than [-] years."

"Since then, this world is no longer suitable for Hanba to exist."

"If it goes, it will go. If it doesn't go, I'm afraid it can only decline with the times. It's not surprising that it died."

Taoist Zhaixing nodded and said: "I think so too, but it doesn't matter if it is dead, the teleportation array it guards is not easy to find."

Zhang Heng took the words: "I have a stupid way. The five of them are all masters of gold. If you take the time, let them search the entire Chishiling. Believe it or not, you can't find it."

"However, this method may take a long time, and it may not be possible in a few years."

"Uncle, you are good at stargazing and divination, I wonder if you can think of a way from this?"

The Taoist Zhaixing shook his head: "Hanba, it sounds like a monster, but it is not. Its personality is a god, the god of drought."

"Determining its affairs is like calculating the gods."

"Don't say it's me, even if you invite people who are good at deduction from all over the world, you won't be able to deduce something related to it, otherwise I don't have to worry about it."

Hear this.

Zhang Heng was silent for a while, and then asked: "Master, have you told the ancestors of Yin Division about this?"

Taoist Zhaixing waved his hand: "It is the Jade Emperor's intention to dismiss the teleportation formation and change it to the way of ascension. Even if the ancestors know the location of the teleportation formation, they can't tell us, or they will violate the rules of heaven."

Zhang Heng didn't think so, and said, "Let's tell the ancestors. The ancestors only know that we are looking for the teleportation array. They don't know that the approximate location of the teleportation array has been found. The only thing left is the exact location. Let's talk about it. Windfall."

Taoist Zhaixing thought for a while, and felt that it would be okay to try, so he nodded and agreed.

That night.

Zhang Heng and his party lived in the inn in Cheshi City.

late at night.

Zhang Heng was sleeping soundly, and had a dream in a daze.

In the dream, outside Chishiling, there was a general wearing an emerald crown, wearing gold and jade clothes, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, and riding a bay red horse, beckoning him to a treasure land.

In the end, before he could take any action, a strong wind suddenly blew in front of him, blowing him off his feet.

Wake up, open your eyes and see.

It turned out that the window was not closed, and there was a strong wind blowing outside the window.

"This dream?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.

As the saying goes, a sage has no dreams. Dreams are caused by distracted mind and many thoughts.

Zhang Hengming kept his heart and hadn't dreamed for a long time.

Now he suddenly had a dream, and there were many abnormal scenes in the dream, which always made him feel that there was some deep meaning.

dawn.

Taoist Zhaixing knocked on Zhang Heng's door, sighed and said to him: "Last night, I told the patriarchs about the teleportation formation, and the patriarchs only said that everything is according to fate, don't force it, it seems that they will not ask us revealed what."

Zhang Heng was silent for a while, and said, "Uncle, yesterday I had a dream, dreaming that a man of God took me to a treasure land, I am afraid this dream is not simple."

"Treasure land?"

Taoist Zhaixing became serious: "Tell me carefully."

Zhang Heng recounted the dream in a few words.

After hearing his words, the Taoist Zhaixing was overjoyed: "This man of God must have pointed out that that treasure land is most likely where the Hanba Palace is located, you dream."

"Uncle Master."

Zhang Heng hurriedly stopped: "The teleportation formation has been banned by the Heavenly Palace. The ancestors abide by the rules of heaven, so how could they know how to break the law? This dream is really just a dream."

Taoist Zhaixing nodded again and again when he heard it: "Yes, yes, I am so happy that I am confused when I speak."

After finishing speaking, he said: "This dream is a good omen. Since you dreamed that there will be a god and man guiding you outside Chishi Ridge, let's set off immediately. Don't miss the opportunity."

Zhang Heng thought so too.

Everyone packed their bags, took water bags and dried meat, and went straight to Chishiling.

As a result, at this point, the sky is full of yellow sand, and there is no guide.

"Could it be that the man of God hasn't arrived yet?"

Taoist Zhaixing was a little bit guilty.

Zhang Heng didn't understand what he meant, so he could only ask people to set up camp and live outside Chishiling first.

This stay is three days.

Another morning, Zhang Heng suddenly heard camel bells coming from outside.

When I went out, I saw that there were one old and one young.

They rode an old camel, the oldest was six or seventy years old, and the youngest was seven or eight years old. They looked like a pair of grandparents.

Ask again, they are local residents living outside Cheshi City, and they are going to Chishiling to catch wild camels.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

"In the dream it was a bay red horse, and they rode an old camel."

"Emerald crowns, golden jade clothes, and three-pointed double-edged knives are not enough. The worn-out robes and horse poles are a set, and they can't match the appearance of a god general."

Zhang Heng whispered to Taoist Zhaixing.

"It's a bit wrong, but things like dreams may not be so accurate."

Taoist Zhaixing was also muttering in his heart: "We have been here for three days, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, what if there is something to gain?"

Zhang Heng thought, this dead horse is dead enough.

All right, let's get rid of it first, anyway, beating children on rainy days, idle is idle.

"Uncle, what's your surname, can you understand Chinese?"

Zhang Heng stopped the old man in a round cap and robe.

"My name is Kurban. When I was young, I went to sell fruit in Guannei, and I can understand Chinese."

Uncle Kurban answered first, and then asked: "Who are you? This is Chishi Ridge. You'd better not go in, or you will get lost and die inside."

When Zhang Heng saw that the old man could speak Chinese, he thought it would be easy to communicate, and said bluntly: "We are scholars from Guannei, and we are looking for an underground palace, do you know that?"

Uncle Kurban shook his head: "There are only wild camels in Chishiling, nothing but camels."

"You don't know?"

Zhang Heng felt cold for a while, and asked again: "Then do you know that Chishi Ridge is considered a treasure land?" Afraid that he didn't understand, he explained: "It's a very good place?"

"This place is not good, not good at all."

"We have no choice but to live here and have nowhere else to go."

"Treasure land, there is no treasure land, it is very dangerous."

Uncle Kurban still shook his head.

This time, Zhang Heng's heart became even colder, and he looked at Taoist Zhaixing: "Master, it doesn't look like it!"

Taoist Zhaixing was also very distressed, so he could only say: "Let's see it this way, I will follow him in, wherever he goes, I will go, walk along the way, see if you find anything."

the other side.

When Uncle Kurban heard that he wanted to follow him and asked him to walk through Chishi Ridge, he shook his head repeatedly at the places he had been to.

Because he came with his children this time, he just wanted to see if there were any single wild camels on the outskirts of Chishiling, to pick up some cheap ones, and he was not going to go deep.

He also explained to Zhang Heng that it is very dangerous to go deep into Chishiling.

He had been to some places when he was young, but after going there once, he never dared to go again, and now he only dared to walk around the periphery.

"We have the camels and supplies you need."

"You go, your child doesn't have to go, he stays in the camp."

"When you come back, I will give you ten gold bars, which is enough for you to become Master Kurban and enjoy your old age. You will never use Chishiling again."

Zhang Heng is very good at persuading others.

Anyway, after seeing the gold bars and Adjutant Wu's pistol, Uncle Kurban compromised.

"Uncle, it's all up to you."

This trip, Zhang Heng did not follow.

Because there are few people and easy to handle, only Uncle Kurban, Taoist Zhaixing, and Zhang Xiaofo went.

Except for the three of them, there were six camels, and even Hei Lao Liu stayed behind.

"I don't think this Kurban is like a dreamer, who treats a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

"You stay in the camp. If you see other people, stop them. Those who can't answer the dream are still behind."

Before leaving, Taoist Zhaixing and Zhang Heng repeatedly explained.

Zhang Heng nodded and took notes, and sent Taoist Zhaixing out.

Until he could no longer see him, when he turned around, he found that the little Kurban who had stayed with them was looking into the distance with a look of reluctance, buttoning the holes in his tattered robes.

"This kid, the clothes on his body are torn. I'll take out Xiaofo's clothes and change them, so I can get him a new one."

Seeing the holes in little Kurban's clothes, Yi Xinyue said in a motherly way.

Zhang Heng nodded and didn't care.

the next day.

"Emerald Crown?"

Little Kurban came out of the tent with a watermelon rind on his head.

"Golden Jade Clothes?"

Look again.

Little Kurban was wearing a golden jacket with jade buckles, using Zhang Xiaofo's clothes to change into a smaller coat.

When the sun shines on her body, it is golden, like a golden jade dress.

"Three-pointed two-edged knife?"

The little Kurban who came out was holding a branch in his hand.

The top of this tree branch split into three heads, and he was holding it in his hand for gestures, like a three-pointed two-edged knife.

"Claret horse?"

Little Kurban wears watermelon skin on his head, holds a branch in his hand, and holds a maroon tent frame between his legs as a horse.

After he got out of the tent, he waved the branch and made chopping movements, as if he was fighting an invisible enemy.

"hiss!"

Zhang Heng took a deep breath.

the other side.

Taoist Zhaixing and Zhang Xiaofo are eating sand with Uncle Kurban.

Suddenly, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, causing Taoist Zhaixing to look up instantly.

"go back."

Taoist Zhaxing turned the camel around.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Both Zhang Xiaofo and Kurban were a little confused.

"Three thunderclaps, see the thunder and return quickly."

Taoist Zhaixing hit the camel's butt: "This is the signal for us to go back!"

Zhang Xiaofo was stunned when he heard that.

Looking into the sky, it was found that after three thunderclaps, the thunderclouds dispersed quickly.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaofo was a little dazed: "Jing Lei sent a message, is this still a human?"

(End of this chapter)