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Chapter 432 The familiar smell of rouge powder (5k big chapter)(2/2)

three camels.

This greedy fool has been eating and drinking Jin'an's various tonics on weekdays, and now he finally has a place to use.

Jin An approached a sheep and three camels, pointed at the river bed, and repeated it loudly several times. Only then did everyone understand what Jin An meant. The team braved the increasing wind and sand and struggled to cling to a stretch of water on the bank of the ancient river.

Lying down in the sand.

Although this ancient river is not deep, it is still possible to lie down alone to avoid the storm. At this time, everyone finally had a chance to breathe.

Especially the three old Sadiqs, even though they were only two or three feet away from hiding on the bank of the ancient river, they were already exhausted.

"Now is not the time to relax! This storm is too big. The sand in the ancient river channel has been rising. Sooner or later, we will be buried under the sand!" Jin An shouted loudly in the sandstorm without optimism.

At this moment, he was holding it tightly with both hands. The original sun protection hat had been blown away by the strong wind. The sand above his head was like a stone, hitting the person. Jin An didn't care, this strength couldn't hurt him.

, which is what made the three old Sadiqs suffer.

Looking up at the strong wind that not only showed no intention of stopping but was getting stronger, Jin An's head sank to the bottom, fearing that they would not even get past the center of the storm.

Jin An knew that he couldn't sit still and wait for death, otherwise he would be buried alive by the yellow sand sooner or later: "You guys stay here and don't move anywhere. I'll go look for other places that are better sheltered from the wind!"

The wind and sand were so strong that Jin An had just taken a few steps away when he could no longer see his back. Lao Sadiq and the others barely opened their eyes, but they could only see billowing yellow dust. They couldn't even find the directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest.

The wind and sand blew into my eyes and I quickly buried my head and closed my eyes.

Old Sadiq didn't know how long he stayed up. It seemed like a day, or like a year. Time passed very long, and the only sound left in his ears was the whistling wind. The world was so quiet that there was only one sound left. His body became heavier and heavier.

His body is being buried by yellow sand.

In this muddle-headed atmosphere filled with rumors, Old Sadiq didn't know how long he persisted. Suddenly he felt someone slapping his face and calling him. He opened his eyes with difficulty and was surprised to see that the yellow sand had buried him to the ground.

Half of his body...until he saw the familiar figure in five-color Taoist robes, his groggy head suddenly woke up and he could hear the sounds of the outside world again.

"I've found a place to take shelter from the wind! Follow me!"

Jin An dug the sheep and camels out of the yellow sand, then led the sheep and camels and trudged forward in the ancient river that was half submerged.

The place Jin An found was a hollow in the river washed out by undercurrents.

After the team hid in a cave on the river bank, the sound of wind in their ears was reduced by half, and they were finally able to take a breather. Only Jin An kept shoveling sand at the entrance of the cave with a shovel.

To prevent the yellow sand buried higher and higher in the ancient river channel from blocking the entrance of the cave.

This was the biggest storm that Jin'an had encountered since entering the desert. It lasted until around the middle of the night and finally subsided.

The one sheep and three camels that survived the disaster ran out to spread their hooves and stretch their muscles regardless of the cold weather in the dark night.

As a result, as soon as he ran out, there was an exclamation: "Taoist Master Jin'an, come quickly! There is a dead person here!"

When Jin'an walked out of the ancient river and landed on the shore, he saw a dead man on the deserted Gobi. The man fell in a pool of blood and had no breath at all.

"This man is wearing the clothes of the Western Regions. It's hard to tell that he is from the lineage of King Kangding or the great khan of the northern grassland tribe." Jin An knelt down and observed the dead man carefully.

Could die here.

The identity is not difficult to guess.

It's just a few waves of people.

"This man's limbs were blown off, his skull was smashed into pieces, and the blood under his body was splattered. He should have been crushed to death by the storm."

In order to find out as much as possible the identity of this person, Jin An endured the nausea of ​​bloody flesh and blood and continued to observe the dead person: "Huh?"

"Why is this man's ears missing?"

Jin An frowned slightly.

After hearing Jin An's slightly horrifying words, the sheep and three camels that were trembling in the desert night wind and gathered around them all looked up at Jin An.

Jin An pointed at the bruised man on the ground and said, "Look, here is the head. Although the man fell to pieces, you can still vaguely make out some heads. There are no ears on the face facing upward."

"Wuershi!"

"Could it be that someone has already found the Wu'er family?"

Old Sadiq and the three of them exclaimed in surprise.

Jin An didn't say anything. He didn't dislike the disgusting corpse's clothes that were stained with flesh and blood, and started groping up and down.

There was nothing on this person that could prove his identity, and there were not many valuable things on him. The only most valuable thing was a few stacks of banknotes stained red with blood.

"This is a bank note from Datong Bank of Kangding State. Datong Bank is a bank jointly established by merchants from several prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River. There are branches in every prefecture of Kanding State, and its footprints are almost all over the country. Holding these banknotes can be used in various places.

The government can exchange silver freely." Jin An said thoughtfully.

"Since this man holds a Datong banknote, it seems that he is from the side of a certain prince in Kangding Kingdom. He should be a guide or translator found by the mountain guards. He himself is weak, so he was blown up by the wind and thrown into the sky.

Dead."

"If this person is really with those people from the Mountain Guards, there is a high probability that the people who find the Wu'er clan are those from the Mountain Guards."

Next, Jin An continued to search for more clues on the dead man, but this time he found no new clues. When Jin An stood up, looking at him in a certain direction in the night sky, his face suddenly became startled.

"What's wrong with Taoist Master Jin'an?"

The three camels also turned around to look, but saw nothing. The desert was as dark as ink at night, and their field of vision was limited.

"I thought I saw a flash of fire just now. You guys go back to the ancient river and wait for me. I'll find a high place and take a closer look at the area."

Jin'an leaps to the next high ground

This time he was finally convinced that there was indeed a fire swaying in front of him. Although it was far away and the fire was swaying in the dark night and flickering on and off, it was indeed a fire.

There is fire!

It means there is someone!

"You guys pack up and we'll be on our way immediately. I spotted the light of someone moving in front of us. Let's go over and have a look. Maybe they are the group of mountain guards who have found the Wu'er clan."

Old Sadiq and the others obeyed Jin An's words. Although they had just escaped a big sandstorm during the day and were exhausted, the team continued on their way.

It is not a good experience to travel in the desert in winter with biting cold wind.

Fortunately, there are great medicines issued by Jin'an, which can replenish blood and strengthen Qi, keep the body warm, and have strong yang fire, so I can go on a night journey on this cold night.

As it got closer, a tall black shadow gradually appeared in front of me, like a tall demonic shadow standing in the dark night and staring at every passerby, revealing a ferocious and dark aura.

It wasn't until I got closer that I saw clearly that the black shadow was actually a huge earth mountain about ten feet high. The earth mountain stood alone in the Gobi desert, like a wordless tombstone in a cemetery, desolate, lonely, and dark.

And on the side of the huge earth mountain, there is actually a village.

The village is surrounded by a low earthen wall. At this time, no one is guarding the low wooden wall, and the candlelight behind the earthen wall is flickering.

"This is……"

Even Jin'an frowned slightly. In the depths of the desert, which is dry and rainless all year round, are there really signs of living people?

The door of the village was not locked, and when Jin An tried to knock on the door, the door opened on its own with a creaking sound.

There seemed to be voices of people talking in the village.

Passed out through the door.

Jin An suddenly frowned and stood still.

"What's wrong with Taoist Master Jin'an? Is there really something wrong with this place?"

"I don't know if it's been too long, but I smell the familiar scent of Red Moon Rouge..."

"Rouge is only used by women. Is there an old friend of Taoist Jin'an here?"
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