It’s not that I don’t love money, it’s just that the temptation isn’t big enough.
Mr. Kang smiled very persistently and said: "If we are allowed to go together, I am willing to give half of the green mud beads to Mr. Han, and provide a thousand tea coupons to finance this trip."
Hearing this, Helian Wenyuan raised his head, glanced at Mr. Kang, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Seeing how confident he was, he thought that these one thousand tea coupons were already extremely expensive, but he didn't know that Han Changmu could offer 800 tea coupons. How could he care about a thousand tea coupons in Qingqu District if he hired a guide like himself? What about bond financing?
The wealthy Mr. Sabao's wishful thinking may come to nothing.
Sure enough, Han Changmu only smiled sarcastically: "Master Kang, please do what you want, we won't accompany you anymore."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the room with a cold attitude.
Mr. Kang was stunned.
Are there really people who regard gold and silver as dung?
Guard Li was stunned.
Who is this family? Does it have a mine? I don’t want a thousand tea coupons. Isn’t this a waste of money?
The fifth beacon is located at the moraine head of Moheyan. To the west of the beacon is a vast expanse of barren land with rolling yellow sand and gray gravel.
After the water source here dried up, the salt grains seeped into the sand and gravel, and accumulated over the years, carrying poisonous gas, turning this oasis that was originally lush with vegetation into a barren place today.
In the vast and unchanging sandy land, the clear and long sound of camel bells came, and a mighty team of camels and horses slowly walked up the sandy slope.
Amidst the ringing of camel bells, faint human voices could be heard.
"Master Kang, there are still more than ten miles ahead of Jinbo Valley. Let everyone rest here for a while." Li Weiwei rushed to the front on horseback to explore the road. After a while, he turned back and followed Kang outside the high car. The master said in a low voice.
Mr. Kang lifted the curtain of the car, glanced outside, and nodded: "Okay, find a place with the wind and check the pack horse again."
Guard Li took a look around and saw a dilapidated low wall not far away. The morning sunlight was streaming on it, casting deep and shallow shadows on the sand.
He waved his whip and shouted loudly: "Let's go there and rest for a while."
After arriving at the leeward point, Guard Li took off his shirt, revealing his chapped and white lips, and led the guards to inspect the pack horses one by one.
After two days of driving, some of the wooden pegs on the four hooves of the packhorse had become loose, and some had fallen off and been lost.
The baked gravel scratched the hooves of the pack horses, and some of the hooves already had skin ulcers.
The guards and merchants were busy reattaching wooden pegs to the packhorse's hooves.
A guard hurriedly came over and told Guard Li about the current situation: "Chief guard, two people have been infected with poisonous rash, and one mule's hoof is ulcerated. It can no longer walk and has to be abandoned."
Li Huwei sighed. He had indeed ignored the consequences.
He knew that in spring and summer in Mohe Yanqi, the wind was fierce and the sun was scorching, and the baked sand and soil hit the exposed skin, causing poisonous rashes in an instant.
Although there are strong winds in autumn and winter, the sunshine is mild during the day and the water turns to ice after sunset.
He thought that under such circumstances, even if sand and dust hit his skin, it would not be a serious problem, so he only paid attention to keeping warm and preventing frostbite.
He didn't look good. Before he even touched the edge of the green mud bead, he had already broken a mule. This was considered a bad start.
He said solemnly: "Let the mule stay here. Have the two people who caused the poisonous rash been given medicine? Can the poisonous gas be controlled?"
The guard nodded: "They have already been given medicine, and the poisonous gas is not serious. Don't worry, captain of the guard."
While he was talking, a snow-white flying slave circled above the shadow, then flapped its wings violently and flew away quickly.
Guard Li looked at the direction Fei Nu flew towards and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Master Kang came over in a panic, looked at the direction in which the flying slave disappeared, and said in panic: "Li Wei, did you see it? The direction that the flying slave flew towards was also Jinbo Valley."
Li Huwei's face also darkened: "Mr. Kang, maybe it's just a coincidence. The Jinbo Valley was abandoned a hundred years ago. The water source was exhausted, there were no humans and animals, and no green mud beads appeared. No one would deliberately go there. Place to go.”
Mr. Kang nodded, but he always felt a little uneasy.
After a while, the flying slave flew back again, whirled above the heads of Mr. Kang and his party, and then quickly flew away.
Mr. Kang and his party have cooked soup, heated up sesame cakes, and are having breakfast.
While Fei Nu was hovering in the shadow, a few pieces of bird droppings fell down, and hit them right into the gurgling soup. With a few pops, the soup splashed out.
Everyone held sesame cakes and stared blankly at the pot of soup.
On the sandy slope not far from Sabao and his party, Fei Nu whirled and landed on Meng Suigai's shoulder, cooing.
Meng Suige stood on the sandy slope, holding a telescope and looking into the distance for a long time. He hurriedly walked down the sandy slope, saluted Han Changmu, and said in confusion: "Sir, I calculated the time for Fei Nu to fly out and return. , about ten miles away from here, I just took a look and a group of people named Kang also stopped ahead."
Han Changmu hurriedly took the telescope, walked up the sand dune, and looked into the distance.
In front of us is still a vast expanse of sandy moraine, ups and downs, with no humans or animals at all.
The gray wind passed through the weathered trees, gravel rolled to the ground, and yellow sand swirled.
The figures of Mr. Kang and his party were particularly clear in the telescope.
He walked down slowly and frowned: "There is nothing in front of us, so why are Sabao, his team and Fei Nu going in this direction?"
Meng Suige nodded: "Yes, Fei Nu is spinning around ten miles away and refuses to fly any further."
Han Changmu concentrated.
They left Wufeng and walked for two days. Now they have penetrated more than 200 miles into the Moheyan Moraine. If the baggage convoy really entered the Moheyan Moraine, what kind of crisis could there be in the place more than 200 miles away? , will devour the elite of the army who are wearing strong armor and strong swords.
He urged his horse back to Helian Wenyuan and asked in a low voice: "Brother Helian, where is the place more than ten miles ahead?"
Helian Wenyuan looked at the direction and said with the same confusion: "More than ten miles to the west is the Jinbo Valley."
"Jinbo Valley." Gu Chen rushed to the two of them and said in surprise: "Is this the place where the green mud beads appeared a hundred years ago?"
Helian Wenyuan nodded: "Yes, a hundred years ago there was an oasis with rich water and grass. But overnight, all the villagers were killed, the water sources dried up, the Qingni Pearl never appeared again, and the Jinbo Valley was abandoned. No one will go there except caravan travelers who want to take a shortcut."
Han Changmu thought about how much Mr. Kang valued the green mud beads, and when he left, he said clearly that he was out to look for this treasure. Could it be that the green mud beads reappeared in the Jinbo Valley that had been abandoned for a long time? This green mud bead and What does the disappearance of the baggage convoy have to do with it?
He thought for a moment and said, "There is no need to alarm them. Just follow them from a distance and see what they want to do."
Meng Suige nodded: "Master, please rest for a while. I will go up and keep an eye on them. They have set off, and we will leave again."
Han Changmu walked slowly to the fire. The soup was bubbling in the copper bowl set above.
Yao Yao wrapped himself tightly, not even letting his eyes go, and stared at the fire.
Gu Chen smiled and lifted Yao Yao's coat, and said narrowly: "A Yao, the sun in Mohe Yanqi is not so bright now, it can't tan you, why are you still wrapped up so tightly? ."
Yao Yao snorted: "You don't understand. When you get the rash, you will know how powerful it is."
"Poison rash, what kind of poison rash." Han Changmu squeezed over and said in surprise: "You only get poisonous rash in spring and summer when the sun is scorching and the sand is scalding hot."
Yao Yao licked his dry and cracked lips, and said with disapproval: "Master, don't think that you should take it lightly now that the sun doesn't shine as much during the day. Whether or not the sun shines is a relative term. Although the sun doesn't shine much during the day, , but the water does turn into ice at night. The alternation of cold and heat makes the skin more susceptible to damage and it is not surprising that poisonous rashes occur. "
Gu Chen was shocked: "A Yao, are you telling the truth? I don't study well, so don't lie to me."
Yao Yao said seriously: "I read a lot, I won't lie to you." She thought for a while and found a suitable language to describe this matter: "Let's put it this way, a piece of pork, left in the sun for a few days, Then put it in an ice cellar to freeze for a few days. When you take it out, is it more likely to rot than pork that has not been cooked at all?"
Neither Han Changmu nor Gu Chen had any experience cooking in a kitchen, but they had both seen dead people. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and subconsciously raised their hands and looked carefully.
After reading it, I breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay, not rotten yet.
Before he could completely relax, there was an exclamation from the side, and it was Chen Gui who was shouting.
"Ah, my hand, what's wrong with my hand?" Chen Gui held a small bronze mirror and looked at his face desperately. The more he looked at it, the more desperate he became, and his face turned blue: "My face, It’s over now.”
Several people rushed over in a hurry and were shocked with just one glance.
Chen Gui's cheeks and hands were covered with red spots, which were densely packed and connected into pieces. These red spots were itchy and unbearable, but the slightest touch caused pain to the bone marrow.
He held up his hands, wanting to scratch but not daring to scratch, and not daring to touch, so he could only howl in pain.
The two messengers sent by Xu Xiangli to follow them into Mohe Yanqi also changed their expressions when they saw this, and exclaimed in unison: "Poisonous rash, how can I still get poisonous rash at this time of year?"
Han Changmu and Gu Chen looked at each other. They were originally hesitant about Yao Yao's words, but now they fully believed them.
Han Changmu said anxiously: "Chen Gui, don't arrest me yet. I brought medicine. Although it's not much, it's enough for you."
As he spoke, he brought over two long-necked porcelain vases, one was bright red and the other was as white as jade.
