Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Legend of Mingsha Mountain
The sky was gray, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressed down, and it was black.
The tranquility on the eve of the storm, the heaven and the earth are filled with a dull atmosphere, which makes people feel as if their chests are blocked, and they are a little breathless.
Looking at the dim sky, Ye Zhen couldn't help frowning slightly, turned his head to Fenghuo and said without tears, "Look at this weather, there will definitely be a storm for a while, and it may even cause a sandstorm, you still have to stay here?" β
In the vast sandy desert, sandstorms are the most common kind of terrifying natural disasters, and there have been many players in the Loulan Kingdom who have been killed by overwhelming sandstorms, and now more than 4,000 members of the Wind and Fire Guild are still neatly lined up at the foot of the sand dunes.
Hearing Ye Zhen's inquiry, Fenghuo groaned without tears, and Zhengse replied, "Wait a while, if you just leave, those players who watch the excitement will still think that we are afraid of the Blood Dance Guild counterattack, after all, there are still more than four hours before the guild battle, let's wait a little longer." β
Hearing this, Ye Zhen only bowed his head slightly to agree, the guild battles in the game often last for several hours, and they can't end with a face-to-face, although the current sky is not very good, but he has a flying snow talisman body, even no matter how big the sandstorm is, there is no threat to him.
The group stood silently on the desolate desert, most of their eyes focused on the direction of Mingsha Town, if the Blood Dance Judge had the courage to make a comeback, then the war would continue until the end of the five-hour guild war.
Time passed minute by minute, and I don't know how long it took, the direction to Mingsha Town was still empty, there was no one to be seen, but the sky was getting darker and darker, and the heavy dark clouds seemed to be soaked in water, and they would fall down at any time.
Thundered!
With a thunderclap that shattered the sky, several lightning bolts instantly tore apart the thick dark clouds and swept through the air, and then the howling black wind suddenly rose, and the torrential rain was overwhelmingly suppressed.
Whoa, whoa, whoa--
The storm was mixed with yellow grains of sand, slapping at the person's body and hurting faintly, and while this level of attack was not enough to damage the player, as the storm became more ferocious, it was almost a matter of time before the blood was lost.
Seeing that the storm was getting stronger and stronger, Fenghuo Wutear, who had been waiting for the blood dance, suddenly couldn't sit still, but before he could give any instructions, a rumbling war drum suddenly resounded between the heavens and the earth, like a wind and clouds, with supreme coercion.
Knock knock knock -
The sound of the thunder of the war drums came suddenly, everyone was stunned when they heard the sound, and then they couldn't help but turn around and look at the undulating sand dunes behind them, because those players who came to watch the battle had long been unable to bear the loneliness and returned to the town, at this time the sand dunes were already empty, and the howling wind swept over the continuous golden sand dunes, blowing the sand grains roaring, and the rumbling war drums just now turned out to be the sand grains of Mingsha Mountain!
Including Ye Zhen, the thousands of people and horses of Fenghuo had already been stunned, and they couldn't help but polish their eyes, prick up their ears, and listen intently.
I saw that the golden sand grains on the continuous Mingsha Mountain jumped and flowed, and the sound of friction with the air suddenly resembled the thunder of war drums, suddenly like thousands of horses galloping, and suddenly like swords colliding, as if there were thousands of troops and horses fighting on this rolling sand dune.
The sound of the golden drums in unison was deafening, and the shouting and killing roar was like a thunderbolt rolling in the sky, and the battle between the two guilds just now was simply a heaven and an underground, and it couldn't be compared at all.
"What's going on, are there ghosts in this game?" When the reckless Wind and Fire Storm saw such a strange picture at first glance, he suddenly shuddered, and looked at the leaf marks and Wind and Fire beside him without tears. This guy is the most afraid of ghosts, and sometimes he doesn't even dare to go to the toilet after watching ghost movies in the room, so he also practiced a body of urine holding kung fu.
"Look at your little bit of talent, it's not a shame to be a big man." Looking at the five big and three thick wind and fire waves, he was frightened and hid behind Ye Zhen like a kitten, Feng Huo Wu suddenly reprimanded angrily, and immediately asked Ye Zhen in confusion, "Do you know what this is going on?" β
Since the rumbling war drums sounded, Wind and Fire Tearless have been paying attention to Ye Zhen's gaze, although Ye Zhen is wearing a black cloak, but Wind and Fire Tearless can still see from the perspective that he has been staring at Mingsha Mountain, he may know something.
"I'm not sure, but maybe the waves are right, and maybe it's a ghost." Looking at the thunderous sand dunes, Ye Zhen looked thoughtfully at the dim sky, and immediately stopped selling Guanzi, and pointed to a blue spring in the distance with one hand and said, "No tears, wild waves, have you ever heard of the legend of the crescent moon spring?" β
With his eyes squinted slightly, the black cloak on Ye Zhen's body was blown by the strong wind, and he looked forward along his fingers, only to see a crescent-shaped turquoise spring about a thousand kilometers away, which was also blown by the wind at this time, and some of the spring water overflowed the sand bank and seeped into the dry sand.
"I've heard that, but what does the crescent moon spring have to do with the sound of war drums on Mingsha Mountain?" Wind and Fire Tears and Wind and Fire replied in unison, since they were born in Mingsha Town, they naturally had a certain understanding of the crescent moon spring in front of them, which could be used as a game attraction.
However, it is clear that they definitely don't know as much as Ye Scar, and the first piece of equipment that Ye Scar gets when he enters the game, Daisy Cries, is related to this legend.
"Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there was a general Loulan who was ordered to guard Mingsha Mountain, set up camp here, and was attacked by Ling Tian's army one night, and the soldiers had to fight with the enemy soldiers with their bare hands, and the corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river, and the corpses accumulated tens of thousands." Ye Zhen nodded slightly, looking at Mingsha Mountain, who was still making a rapid war drum, and continued, "Just when the two armies were inseparable, suddenly a black wind suddenly rose, blowing up overwhelming yellow sand. The yellow sand poured down like a torrential rain, and in an instant, the soldiers and horses and corpses of the two soldiers were all buried in the sand, forming a lot of sand, and since then there has been Mingsha Mountain. After the incident, the general's new wife, Dai Qisi, heard the bad news and rushed all the way to Mingsha Mountain, where she wept for seven days and seven nights before killing herself at the foot of the mountain. The crescent moon spring is the condensation of the tears shed by Daisis. β
Retelling the legend he had heard at the NPC in the town, Ye Zhen frowned slightly, and subconsciously touched the blue crystal pendant hanging on his chest, this pendant should be the most essence of the tears that Dai Qisi shed, as early as the moment he got Dai Qisi's cry, he knew that this legend was not fiction, but a real story.
However, because Mingsha Mountain is just such a bare sand dune, the armies of both sides have already been buried in the Tired Shafu, so Ye Zhen has not explored this past. After all, he didn't have the function of retreating, and if he wanted to find out the war back then, could it be difficult to open the entire rolling sand dunes and see it again?
"Traceless, do you mean that the sound of war drums that resounded on Mingsha Mountain now is the sound of the battle between the Loulan army and the Ling Tian army hundreds of years ago?" Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Feng Huo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and immediately shivered, and continued a little uncomfortably, "Or is it that after the armies of the two sides became ghosts, they have also continued to fight on Mingsha Mountain for hundreds of yearsββ"
Don't look at the body of the wind and fire waves, the biggest thing this guy is afraid of in his life is ghosts and ghosts, even in the game, he rarely goes to those maps that refresh the undead or skeletons.
"I don't know about this, I can't say it clearly." Seeing that the wind and fire waves that have always been heroic and dry clouds are so timid, Ye Zhen couldn't help but smile and said his plan, "But I want to go up there to investigate, you don't want to go, the wind and sand on the dunes are too big, I'm afraid you can't bear it." β
"Well, Brother Traceless, you have to be careful, if something happens, you can chat with me privately, although I am afraid of ghosts, but as long as something happens to you, brother, I will definitely take my brothers to Mingsha Mountain to help you." Wind and Fire Storm rarely blushed, and said writhingly, "However, I will still ask the Bodhisattva to bless you that it is better not to have an accident, hehe, you know-"
"Haha, I'm leaving." Ye Zhen laughed noncommittally and turned to leave.
"- Wait, Traceless or I'll send a few priests with you, and I'll have someone to take care of." Seeing that Ye Zhen was alone and preparing to go to the mysterious Mingsha Mountain, Feng Huo hurriedly stopped him without tears, at this time Mingsha Mountain was like an ancient battlefield, although he could not see a single figure, but he could really hear the noisy war drums and the sound of horses' hooves galloping together, it was very likely that there would be something dangerous that could not be explained by common sense, and it would be much safer to bring a few nurses.
"No, I'll just go alone, but I can't let go of my hands and feet with people." Because he was used to being alone, Ye Zhen immediately rejected the kindness of Fenghuo without tears, he had a flying snow talisman to protect himself, theoretically he would not lose blood, and the nurse would not help him at all, but would hinder his hands and feet, affecting his performance.
"Well, remember to be careful." Seeing that Ye Zhen was reluctant to bring his wet nurse, Feng Huo knew that he was a master of art and bold, so he no longer insisted.
"Don't worry."
Ye Zhen smiled, and even though he unleashed his agility at a super high speed, his figure appeared a few meters away in a flash, and went straight to the slope in the distance like a black whirlwind, leaving behind the wide-eyed wind and fire crowds, and their mouths opened into an 'o' shape-
(To be continued)