Riding the Pheonix Chapter 334: Lost

In the early morning a few days later, a caravan left the racecourse and headed west along the foot of Yanshan Mountain.

No matter the herdsmen, contract workers, or businessmen coming and going, they didn't feel anything was wrong.

These days, because of Young Master Yang's generosity, many caravans traveling in the northwest have come to Gaotang to do business. When they leave, most of them go along Yanshan Mountain.

Gaotang is actually a good place. If you go east, you can return to the Central Plains smoothly, and if you go west, you can take a shortcut to the border. There is even a Yanshan Ancient Road that leads to Hu Di.

It’s just that there were too many bandits on Yanshan Mountain in the past, and few caravans dared to come.

It's different now. I heard that a group of thieves saw that Mr. Yang was rich and wanted to rob the horse farm, but they were killed by the Yang family's guards. Young Master Yang was so angry that he demolished several bandits' strongholds. For a time, Yanshan was quite peaceful. As long as the caravans brought enough guards, they would not be robbed.

This is a great thing!

If the bandits on Yanshan Mountain can be cleaned up, Gaotang will be a good place to stay, and there will be no need to spend more than half a month detouring.

For this reason, the merchants sincerely hope that Mr. Yang can continue his efforts and clear out a feasible business path.

If this is true, they will definitely give Gaotang Racecourse the biggest discount in the future!

Hou Liang has already cross-dressed.

Wearing a printed silk shirt and a turban on his head, with a faint shine on his face, he looked like a businessman from a prosperous place.

He was smart. He was afraid that his secret would be exposed, so he arranged a detailed identity in advance. How old are they? Where they live, how many people they have, how many acres of land they have, and how many cows they have.

Previously, he worked under a young master to take care of his secular affairs. Because the young master was demoted to the northwest, he heard that he could earn several times the gold and silver by taking the Yanshan Ancient Road and selling goods to Hudi, so he arranged this long trip.

The half-truths and half-false words, and the caravan has both well-trained generals and Yang family associates, so it is difficult for others to doubt it.

After all, it is normal for a noble man from Beijing to do such a thing because he is greedy for pleasure and does not know the dangers.

When you enter the Yanshan Ancient Road, everything becomes desolate.

The caravan of a hundred people traveled overnight and walked for several days without seeing anyone. The road was difficult to distinguish, and Hou Liang regretted not finding more guides. The few bandits he found no longer knew the way.

Having said that, there are not many people walking on the Yanshan Ancient Road anymore, and even if you want to find a guide, you may not be able to find one.

The road became increasingly difficult to walk, and even a hard-working child like Duofu couldn't hold it in any longer and kept thinking, "When will we get there?"

Mingwei is very calm. She eats when she needs to eat, rests when she needs to rest, and sits on the horse with her eyes closed to relax when she needs to rush.

It’s useless to be anxious anyway. They brought enough rice to survive the hunger.

On the seventh day, the guard who was exploring the way shouted: "There is a small town!"

Everyone was extremely surprised.

This place is already close to the territory of the barbarians. How can there be a small town? Deep in the mountains and forests.

When the group of them stood in front of the town, they finally made sure that they were not dazzled.

This is indeed a small town. Although it is very deserted, the fluttering wine flags and the shops on the street show that it is still alive.

Hou Liang got off his horse, walked under the bamboo archway, and pushed an old man awake from his nap: "Old man, wake up!"

The old man opened his eyes and muttered: "I'm dreaming again." He turned around and continued to sleep.

Hou Liang was confused and could only continue to push him: "Old man, wake up! Someone has something to ask you, and I gave you money!"

Hearing the word "money", the old man woke up again, rubbed his eyes, looked at Hou Liang, then looked at the motorcade behind him, and was shocked: "You, where did you come from?"

Hou Liang forced out a smile and saluted politely: "We are businessmen from Daqi, going to Hudi."

"Businessman? Hu Di?" The old man was suspicious.

"Exactly." Hou Liang felt something was wrong, "Have you never seen a caravan before?"

The old man said: "I've seen it before, but why did you take this road? No one has been here for decades!"

Decades? The more I hear it, the more wrong it becomes. No matter how desolate the Yanshan Ancient Road is, there are still brave people who come and go, and you won't see no one at all.

Hou Liang asked hurriedly: "Isn't this the Yanshan Ancient Road?"

The old man smiled: "So you are going to take the Yanshan Ancient Road? It seems you have lost your way. Did you accidentally take a side road when you were passing Hutou Mountain? Hey, this is a bit troublesome. If you turn back, you will have to wait a few times. Oh my god!"

No one expected that they would go the wrong way. No wonder it was getting harder and harder to walk these days. Although the Yanshan Ancient Road is complicated, it was a very famous commercial road in its early years and could definitely be passed by cars and horses.

Hou Liang wiped the sweat from his face and came over to discuss.

"Miss Ming, what do you think we should do with this? How about we stay here for one night and come back tomorrow?"

Others have turned their longing eyes to Mingwei. They have been sleeping in the wild these days. It would be great if they could stay in the town for one night.

But Mingwei looked at the town and said calmly: "There are so many of us, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient to stay here. Let's camp on the spot and find a safe place."

"Miss Ming..." Hou Liang wanted to say more, but suddenly caught Ming Wei's eyes and went to make arrangements obediently.

What problems could there be in this town?

Hou Liang didn't dare to ask. Even a powerful Xuanshi like Miss Ming didn't want to set foot there. There must be big trouble.

So, the caravan found a flat place to camp outside the town.

This night, Mingwei slept particularly alertly.

In the darkness, there seemed to be many pairs of eyes staring at them.

Fortunately, nothing happened until early morning when the sky was bright.

Hou Liang asked the old man for directions, and the caravan walked back the same way.

It wasn't until the town was out of sight that Hou Liang cautiously came over to ask: "Miss Ming, what's wrong with this town?"

"What's the problem with a bunch of old zombies?"

Hou Liang was shocked: "Zombie? There is no weird smell on my husband!"

Mingwei said: "It's just an example. The people in that town may have taken strange medicines or practiced special exercises, and they have a strange aura. When my snake spirit approached the town, I just shrank into my sleeves and didn’t dare to move.”

Hou Liang seemed to be listening to a book from heaven. He had learned mysticism by himself, but he had never seen such a magical thing.

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Hou Liang shook his head.

Last night, a few townspeople occasionally came over to watch them camp, and almost all of them were older.

He had no doubts because the old man told him that since the number of bandits in Yanshan increased, they had lost contact with the outside world. Without the outside population, the already small town will have fewer and fewer people, and it may be truly deserted in less than ten years.

"They have lost their normal functions, how can they give birth to children." Mingwei shook his head, "Be careful these days. There are so many ordinary people like us, it is best not to provoke them."

If she was alone, she wouldn't be able to find out what was going on, but with so many guys in the caravan who only knew simple fists and kicks, it was better to avoid trouble.

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