Jin An untied the sack with hay from the camel's back and placed it in front of the sheep and camels, making them deliberately pretend to be hungry to eat, and then stepped calmly into the building with candlelight. Today he wanted to see whether this Xiaozizhuang was a demon cave or a ghost cave!

  …

Inside a spacious building.

The room was steaming hot, and there were large pieces of freshly baked robe flesh and ribs on the table, emitting a white aroma, which tempted the taste buds to bloom and the index fingers were dying.

Behind the steaming white mist, there were sounds of eating meat and sucking bone marrow, and eating with relish.

This is a long log table. A log is split into two halves from the middle and used as a table. The stump is used as a table. It is rough, simple, practical, and has the unique characteristics of desert civilization.

The long wooden stool behind the large log table is also simple, thick, practical, and fixed on the ground.

At this moment, two people were clearly sitting on the long wooden table.

There are the most people in one place, including Han people and Western Regions with more three-dimensional facial features. In front of each person, there are a lot of steaming roasted camel meat, stewed camel meat, with a rough atmosphere, primitive and barbaric. There is no big pot to fill the meat, but it is directly poured on the table for everyone to enjoy.

The people of the Western Regions bite the camel meat with big mouthfuls, holding the ribs as thick as their arms and gnawing with relish, eating them with greasy faces, and occasionally tearing off a large piece of tender meat from their ribs. The quickest thing in life is to eat meat and drink wine in big mouthfuls. When they choked, they picked up a bowl of wine and continued to eat.

Just listening to their scent of eating, people unconsciously slid their throats, as if the camel meat was a peerless delicacy. They couldn't help but look at the steaming roasted camel ribs, stewed camel leg meat, camel meat naan bread...

Unexpectedly, there was still wine in the depths of this desert, which was amazing.

These Western Regions people were full of round stomachs and were covered with high bones, but they were still eating the fragrant camel meat. They seemed to be addicted to eating, and the more they ate, the more they ate, the hunger they became, and they could not control their appetite.

But in sharp contrast, none of the Han people sitting on the same side with these Western Regions did not touch the camel meat on the table.

It can be seen that they have been persevering.

The expression on his face has been struggling between reason and hunger.

However, not all of these Han people were affected by the smell of meat, but at least three or four people were not affected at all. Looking at the unbearable appearance of those Western Regions companions, these people neither advised nor stopped them, and let them eat with a cold face.

It seems that these Han people have not the same heart as those in the Western Regions.

Compared with the large number of people sitting almost in full seats here, there were only a few people sitting on the other side of the table.

That is to the master and servant, one young and one old.

They were a Confucian scholar with red lips and white teeth and heroic eyebrows. Although they were in the desert, the Confucian scholar's robe was still clean and tidy, sitting in a straight posture, neither slanting nor crooked, with a beautiful face and eyes not squinted, and a beautiful and upright look on his chest.

But this Confucian scholar with red lips and white teeth looked a little too delicate, and he looked like a little lady.

An old man sat next to the Confucian scholar with red lips and white teeth.

From the expression of this old man, we can see that he was a follower of the Confucian scholar.

On the table in front of the master and servant, there were also tall camel meat rising upside down, emitting white heat, steaming and fragrant.

But the master and servant did not meet the fragrant camel meat in front of him.

The Confucian scholar with red lips and white teeth sat down with his eyes closed and rested.

The old man following the entourage looked at the steaming camel meat on the table, and chewed it slowly while carrying cold naan with clear water. He took a look and then ate it, as if this would turn the cold hard vegetarian naan in his mouth into delicious camel meat.

It looks a bit indescribable and funny.

Just as the old man was still eating naan in his hand funny, a man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Silly sheep, you are the ones who worry me the most..."

"Do you smell the smell of the meat? If you don't want to turn into lamb legs, lamb chops, and lamb waists on the dining table, stay here honestly and don't run around..."

The man seemed to be scolding a sheep.

"sheep?"

“Where did sheep come from the desert?”

"It seems that another group of new people went deep into the desert to look for the Kingdom of Immortality. I don't know which big fool came into the desert without bringing camels but with a sheep. What's the difference between this and the old birthday boy eating arsenic and hanging himself?"

The old man who was struggling to swallow his naan, heard the movement outside the door and subconsciously turned his head to look out the door.

“What!”

A stubborn, rebellious, and impatient cry came from outside the door.

Then there were a few sounds of hammering sheep's fist and flesh, and the sheep's unwilling rebellion sounds, which made her feel very happy.

Someone really brought sheep into the depths of the desert?

Hearing the unruly sheep outside the door, even the Han people on the other side of the table turned their eyes to look outside the door, with strange eyes.

"Um?"

The old man suddenly paused when eating naan, and exclaimed in surprise. The sound outside the door was so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

The voice that makes him feel familiar must have just been heard.

The other party spoke Chinese with a regular Chinese dialect. Although they met many Western Regions who could speak Chinese during the past six months in the Western Regions, there were only a handful of people who could speak such a regular Chinese dialect...

If you are not from the Western Regions, you are a familiar person in Kangding State.

The closest memory of Kangding Kingdom is Xizhou Prefecture and Wuzhou Prefecture Chang County...

“!”

The old man looked at the door in shock.

Could it be that the young master’s evil fate has come to the desert?

"My husband, young master..." The old man was so shocked that he couldn't say a whole word. His mouth was exaggerated and he didn't even know that the naan that hadn't been bitten in his mouth fell on his legs.

The beautiful Confucian scholar who was sitting next to the old man seemed to notice something, and opened his eyes to the door while closing his eyes and resting.
Chapter completed!