Chapter 303 The truth gradually revealed

Western Desert Gobi.

The deep desert is sparsely populated. The wind sweeps in from the distant horizon, passing over the endless sand dunes, half-dead trees, and the underground river that appears from time to time in the distance.

The trade road hidden in the yellow sand extended to a distance beyond the sight, and a listless old horse pulled a cart slowly on it.

If some literary poets in previous lives were to see the beauty of this boundless Gobi Desert, they would probably sigh at this moment, "The wind in the distance is farther than the distance itself."

However, for this old and young couple who are currently making the difficult journey, they just hope that this "faraway place" will not be so far away.

"Grandpa, how long will it take to get there?"

Sitting on the cart, Ah Gou muttered with dissatisfaction: "We have been walking for three days."

"It will be soon. We will be out of this desert in another seven or eight days."

Old Zhang curled his lips, put the water bag to his mouth, and drank a few gulps.

"Grandpa, why do I smell alcohol?"

Ah Gou immediately cast his eyes towards Lao Zhang, his expression full of anticipation: "I want to drink too!"

"Just a small sip!"

Old Zhang reluctantly handed the water bag to Agou, who skillfully pulled out the cork, then raised his head and took a big gulp of liquor.

"Hiccup~"

The burps were loud and the smell of alcohol was everywhere.

The little face suddenly turned slightly red, but there was no reaction like coughing or crying.

Obviously, this is not the first time Agou has drunk alcohol.

“Alright, alright!”

Grabbing the water bag back, Old Zhang quickly tightened the cork, his face full of pain.

At this time, Agou, who had been drinking, was feeling a little dizzy.

"Grandpa, why don't you use that magical power anymore? Swish, swish, swish! We can go a long way with just a few strokes!"

"Humph! How can a great magical power like the Escape Technique be performed casually?"

Old Zhang snorted, "If I hadn't brought a little kid like you with me, how could I have been suffering in this barren wasteland!"

"oh"

Ah Gou nodded, without any guilt for being a burden, and blinked and asked again: "Grandpa, have you been here before?"

"nature!"

A familiar look of pride appeared on his face, and Old Zhang gazed at the vast expanse of yellow sand in the distance, his eyes like those of a genuine hermit.

"It's just that the last time we passed through this place, we went from west to east."

"One man, one sword, alone and seeking defeat."

"Alas, another sixty years has passed in a flash. Time flies."

The sigh stopped abruptly. Old Zhang clearly remembered that there was an idiom that described the rapid passage of time, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.

He looked at Agou in embarrassment, but he found that the latter had fallen asleep on the cart without him knowing it.

“.”

Old Zhang suddenly lost interest in exploring what this idiom meant. He pulled back Agou, who was almost falling off the cart in a daze, and then carefully took out the wine bag again, put it to his mouth and took a sip of the liquor.

"A sixty-year period goes by so fast"

"That villain must have gone to Dafeng to kill Yan Luo."

"I don't know if he has ever practiced the Moon-Picking Sword."

“If you don’t have any experience, it’s actually a good thing.”

“.”

The scorching sun hangs high over the desert, illuminating thousands of years.

The murmurs gradually became more melodious, and Old Zhang's hoarse voice like a broken gong floated between the boundless Gobi Desert and the sky, lonely and long.

"The Dao is not numerous, the Southern Star runs through the Northern River."

"With just one word, all the demons in the world can be defeated"

The next day.

Fengyuan, Princess Mansion.

"What?!"

Wei Changtian, who was looking through the files of the "Yan Luo Case", stared at Li Wutong who suddenly appeared, his eyes suddenly widened.

"The person is missing?!"

"Yes."

Li Wutong took a deep breath and nodded solemnly: "General Meng just sent a message back saying that Bai Youheng was indeed not found."

"No, is the management of your Dafeng army so loose?"

Wei Changtian asked, "Shouldn't we be able to notice immediately when a living person is missing?"

"this."

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Li Wutong was too embarrassed to argue, and just explained in a low voice: "The army has retreated to Yuanzhou City in the past few days, and needs to march continuously."

"Bai Youheng must have found an opportunity to escape during the march, but there were so many people and the situation was so chaotic that he was not discovered immediately. It was not until General Meng went to look for him that he realized he was no longer in the army."

“.”

Looking at Li Wutong with a guilty look on his face, Wei Changtian didn't say anything in the end, but just waved his hands helplessly.

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If the person is missing, Meng Shi will definitely send someone to look for him, but the probability of finding him is probably very slim.

Wei Changtian didn't know why Bai Youheng escaped at this critical moment, but he thought it was not because the news was leaked.

Unless one of Li Wutong and Meng Shi is Bai Youheng's man.

But now it is obvious that there is no way and no time to verify these things.

The most important thing at the moment is how to deal with "Yan Luo".

"Forget it. Since the person has already escaped, let's just leave it at that for now."

After sitting back at the desk piled with files, Wei Changtian sighed and decided to put Bai Youheng's matter aside for the time being.

However, Li Wutong was still very worried.

"Master Wei, didn't you say that Bai Youheng was related to the matter of Yan Luo? Now that he's gone, is it really irrelevant?"

"The person is gone, so what does it matter if they have a relationship or not?"

Wei Changtian shook his head: "Unless you can find him back."

"Okay! I will send a message to General Meng right away, asking him to capture this man at all costs!"

Since this matter concerns the fate of Dafeng, Li Wutong was of course anxious. After answering, he hurried away.

Haha, if you can find it, I lose.

Looking at her back, Wei Changtian complained secretly.

He was just about to continue looking at the file when Chu Xianping walked in from outside.

"Sir, the spies from Yuanzhou just sent a message saying that someone saw Senior Zhang outside Yuanzhou City."

"Hmm? Wonju City?"

Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, wondering what Old Zhang was doing there.

Speaking of escaping, who would flee to an "enemy-controlled area"? Are they really going to kill Yama Luo? Is that why they would pass through Wonju City to Dafeng?

As if seeing through Wei Changtian's thoughts, Chu Xianping took a step closer and said, "Sir, I think Senior Zhang is very likely to come to Fengyuan."

"Really?"

Wei Changtian pondered for a moment, then ordered: "If that's the case, then let's first ask Li Wutong to borrow some guards to go along the way to welcome them."

"I guess they have just entered the Western Desert Gobi. If anything goes wrong, I will have to collect the old man's body."

"Understood, sir."

Chu Xianping nodded and was about to leave to arrange this matter.

But Wei Changtian suddenly called him.

"Wait, don't let too many people know about this. Go quietly find a tight-lipped escort agency and ask them to send an escort to pick him up."

"yes."

Chu Xianping understood Wei Changtian's reasons for doing so, so he did not ask any further questions and quickly left the room.

Wei Changtian was the only one left in the room again. He frowned as he looked at the portrait of "Yama Luo" on the file in front of him. After a long while, he shook his head slightly.

"This thing doesn't look like Yama."

"It's similar to the painting style of the 'divine beasts of luck' such as Skylark, Yellow Dragon, and Yingyu."

(End of this chapter)