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"Make it clear, what is a ghost hitting a wall?" Namur picked up his collar.

The visitor stammered, and it took a long time to explain the matter. Early this morning, the carriage that fetched water from the camp went to Luyinquan as usual. After filling the bucket, he wanted to turn back, but was dazzled by the shiny stones by the lake. For some reason, his mind suddenly seemed to be filled with paste. , I only knew that I was driving a horse forward, but I didn’t know where to go. When I finally woke up from my big dream, the sun had already set, and the water in the barrel had already been sprinkled in the bumps. Clean.

"How could this happen?" Namur felt weird when she heard the words, and walked back to the case a few times. She wanted to think about this weird thing from beginning to end, but it didn't take long to stand up again. , Said, "I will go and see for myself."

"My lord!" another cronies in the account said behind him, "It's better to report this to the king."

Namur asked: "Now?"

"Yes, now." The cronies stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "We have been stationed here for many days, but we have never seen such a vision. I am afraid that someone deliberately did it." In the first half of the sentence, Namur quickly figured out the second half—not before, but it was there after the king and the big sand eagle came. In this case, it just shows that the other party’s goal is not himself, and he has Why bother to take the initiative to run to this muddy water. If you take a step back, even if you really take the muddy water and solve the problem, the other party will come again for the second time and the third time. When the time comes, the camp will be disrupted, and the king will only feel that he is not doing things badly. Confusedly stabbed the big sand eagle.

Thinking of this, Namur immediately changed his mind, and instead of going to Luyinquan, he went straight to Yelvxing's big account.

Lu Zhui gently lowered the curtain, turned around and said, "It's planning."

Xiao Lan clapped his hands: "Great."

"Guess what, will Yelvxing and Sand Eagle do what we expected next?" Lu Chai sat on the carpet opposite him.

"Yes." Xiao Lan said, "but it's not because you and I can guess correctly, but because they have no other choice at all. It can last two or three days without eating, but if there is no water in the desert, These coolies cannot survive a day."

"Have you collected what I gave you?" Lu Zhui asked again.

"Naturally." Xiao Lan took out a small bottle from his sleeve. "When you encounter a big sand eagle in the future, you will first sprinkle this thing over."

"That's right." Lu Chai nodded, "This is the self-defense thing that the Valley Master asked the hill to bring to me. It is said that as long as it is touched, it will be irritated and ulcerated. You must be careful not to touch it."

"What did the Lord Ye Gu give you?" Xiao Lan asked again, but this time there was a little smirk in his voice.

Lu Chai stepped back, very vigilant: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Lan said, "Why don't I guess?"

Lu Zhui pinched his mouth: "You are not allowed to guess!"

Xiao Lan couldn't speak, just looked at him and smiled.

Lu Chai kicked him, retracted his hand and shook his arm, and continued to open the corner of the curtain to look out. It didn't take long for him to see Yelvxing and the big sand eagle out of a big tent, followed by Namur, and the three expressions were all the same. In a hurry, he left the camp soon after turning on his horse.

"That horse," Lu Chai turned back, "is very good."

Xiao Lan nodded: "Just leave it to me."

"Yelüxing will probably be alive and angry." Lu Zhui said with emotion, "I don't know how much inventory is left in Xilan Country. I guess it will be robbed by you in the future." They all said that he had been a bandit, but compared with the person in front of him I feel ashamed to get up.

At the same time, Yelvxing had no premonition that the red golden unicorn under the crotch would become "other people's horse" again in ten days. He was still looking at the deer drinking fountain with the twinkling stars in front of him. Said: "A ghost hit the wall?"

"This..." Namur wanted to sweat a little, and for some reason he was still in a circle of ecstasy in the day, but at night it was normal again, so he unconsciously cast his eyes on the big sand eagle, after all, the opponent is the only one who is proficient in the formation. People.

Big Sand Eagle shook his head: "I don't see any mystery."

Yelvxing's eyes were slightly cold.

"The king." Namur hurriedly got down and knelt down, crying to herself, "Maybe the soldier who fetched the water went the wrong way, maybe it was a desert mirage, or maybe it was for other reasons, but I, I really don't need to take this. Something is lying."

Yeluxing glanced at the big sand eagle again, and seeing that he still had nothing to say, he said to Namur: "Mu Mu, get up."

"Thank you, the king." Namur stood up and sighed again. "This kind of little thing will disturb the king. I am really ashamed. I will send someone to come and fetch water again."

Yelvxing nodded slightly, raised his hand and swaggered towards Daying's direction. Nam'er glanced at the big sand eagle, thinking that he would draw another scornful look, but unexpectedly, the other party didn't even lift his eyelid, and followed Yelvxing like an arrow.

Lu Chai was lying on the bed in neat short clothes, closed his eyes and leisurely listening to the noise outside, and carefully distinguished what it was. First, Yelvxing came back, and then Namur gave a lecture, and then Gululu's wheels ran across the sand, and the wooden barrels "cangdang" in the rear, and gradually moved away.

Xiao Lan concealed himself in the dark, listening to the conversation between two people in the camp. It was the big sand eagle and the soldier who fetched water in the morning. The content was that ghosts hit the wall. The soldier's personal experience can naturally speak of the dangers. Although the big sand eagle looks calm, he has more and more doubts in his heart. According to the little soldier, what happened in the morning will definitely not be his imagination. It's not a mirage, it really looks like a serious maze, but when I went to check it, there was really nothing, could it be hell.

Xiao Lan raised his eyebrows slightly. This afternoon, if he hadn't broken the formation according to Lu Zhui's words, the confused carriage would not have succeeded in breaking out of Luyinquan. And after the carriage drove far, he pushed all the stone formations into a mess. Later when Yelvxing led the people to go, naturally he could not see anything.

After sending the water soldier away, the big sand eagle stayed in the big tent for a long time. The whole person fell into contemplation, sitting on the carpet alive with a statue, until he heard the sound of a horse whistling outside and a wooden barrel. Recovered.

The water fetching went smoothly this time, and there was no anomaly. However, Namur was worried that the ghost attack on the wall would happen again, so he sent people two more times until the camp had enough water for everyone to drink for three days before he was relieved.

The morning light was faint, and everyone was busy again. The big sand eagle stayed up all night but was not drowsy. He simply left the account and went to the stable, looking at the posture, he planned to go to Luyinquan again. Xiao Lan cleared his throat, standing behind him and whispering: "Guo Shi."

The big sand eagle stopped, looked back at the bearded man with droopy eyes, and asked, "What?"

"My name is Wu, and I am responsible for guarding the slaves of Chu State." Xiao Lan hurriedly said.

Dasha Jiu also heard Namur mentioned this person to Yelvxing, so he nodded, "Is something wrong with me?"

"I heard about the ghost hitting the wall," Xiao Lan said, "I felt exactly the same as the villager told me when I was a child, so I ventured to find a national teacher."

"Have you heard the story of a ghost hitting a wall?" The big sand eagle became interested, and tied the horse's rein back again.

"Yes." Xiao Lan said, "Why don't I tell the national teacher one by one."

"Come on!" Dasha Jiu took him back to the camp, and told the next to make tea, "Tell me everything you know carefully."

Xiao Lan nodded repeatedly and said in a low voice: "Many years ago, there was a jewel in the desert." He talked endlessly, just as the sand eagle asked, speaking very carefully. From the Pearl to the fox, from the ghost soldier to the sand girl, he told all the stories about the desert that Lu Chai taught him last night in one breath. If you put it in the storyteller, it is estimated that you can earn a month. Rice noodle oil.

The big sand eagle listened to him for a full hour, and until the last story was finished, he was surprised that he should have thrown the person out when he said the first sentence, so as not to waste a lot of time.

"National Teacher?" Xiao Lan asked, "Are these stories still useful?"

Big Sand Eagle snorted and walked out the door.

"If the national teacher doesn't want to listen to this, I have something else." Xiao Lan voiced earnestly, leaning against the door and watching the big sand eagle go all the way, the smile in his eyes gradually condensed, and finally turned into a knife, bloodthirsty. And greedy.

"Ah yo!" Not far away, Zhang Mao exclaimed, and fell to the ground with an empty basin of dog eating shit, briefly attracting the guard's attention. But at this moment, Xiao Lan's shadow generally slid out of the camp and also headed towards Lu Yinquan.

The previous horrible stories had only one purpose, and that was to hold the big sand eagle, so that Lu Zhui could have more time to arrange the formation. There is enough water in the camp for three days to drink, and no one will go to the lake easily, except for the big sand eagle-Lu Zhui determined that this person will definitely return to Lu Yinquan, and the facts have also proved that he really guessed Very accurate, the big sand eagle is indeed full of doubts about ghosts hitting the wall.

The horse hissed and stopped under the sand dunes, stomping his hooves anxiously. The big sand eagle held the horse's rein and looked at the boundless yellow sand everywhere, a thin layer of sweat came from his back. This is supposed to be a deer drinking spring, but the scene in front of you is clearly not a deer drinking spring.

He didn't know where it was.

Ghost hits the wall, ghost hits the wall. The big sand eagle looked around, suddenly drew his knife and slashed to the ground. The sharp blade sank into the sand, but did not roll out the moist dark sand. It was the most real illusion. He is proficient in the formation, but he doesn't know what is trapping him. He wants to meditate and study it, but there is an untimely sound of bells in his ear. It is crisp and broken. It is not the common camel bell in the desert. , More like a silver bead on a woman's wrist.

What the big sand eagle didn’t know was that there were countless times like this in the Xiao family’s old mansion in Wushuang City. The stupid red-clothed girl was trapped in the abandoned house of bones for more than 20 years. One person is aware. After Lu Zhui lost his memory, Tao Yuer taught him this formation again, true and false, Shuiyue Jinghua.

Lu Chai stood alone on a high place, looking at the yellow sand surrounding Lu Yinquan from a distance, a heart raised his throat.

He set up the puzzle with his own hands, locking not only the Great Sand Eagle but also Xiao Lan.

The big sand eagle sits on the ground and uses his index finger to draw crisscross straight lines on the soft sand, hoping to find a way out of this illusion. However, before he could sort out his clues, footsteps came from behind him. Along with the footsteps, there was also the sound of snakes swimming across the sand dunes, which was more creepy than the previous silver bell.

Xiao Lan dragged the Wujin Iron Whip in his hand and raised his eyebrows to look at the person in front of him.

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