The night fell over the wasteland, and the stars shone in the sky. After nightfall, the wasteland was windy and the temperature dropped sharply. Three bonfires were lit in the temporary camp of the caravan. The blazing flames dispelled the darkness and cold, and the people sitting around smiled with ease. An iron pot was placed on the bonfire, cooking everyone's dinner. But the real temptation was the wolf meat being grilled! In the daytime battle, Zhang Yuan alone killed more than 20 wasteland wolves. The caravan also had gains. All these wild wolves were collected and handed over to the veterans in the caravan to be skinned, gutted, deboned, and pickled... Now they have become pieces of barbecue! The person in charge of the barbecue also applied the sauce mixed with wolfsbane from time to time.
Make the meat more fragrant. Mu Guangcheng told Zhang Yuan that the meat of the wasteland wolf was actually not delicious, it was sour and tough and difficult to swallow. But as long as wolfsbane was added for grilling, the taste was completely different. This wild grass growing in the wasteland can be seen everywhere. It can not only be used as a seasoning for barbecue, but also can be used to treat wolf bites. "Everyone!" The leader of the caravan stood up and said loudly to everyone: "Today, it is all thanks to the righteous help of Zhao Yun, the young hero, that our caravan has been spared from the harm of the wolf pack. Let us toast to Zhao Yun!" "Cheers to the young hero!" Everyone stood up and toasted Zhang Yuan. Mu Guangcheng's caravan pulled a total of seven carriages of goods, one of which was loaded with Shaodaozi. It is said that it is a very popular strong liquor in Xiaxu. Zhang Yuan smiled and drank the bowl of Shaodaozi in his hand clean. At this time, Mu Guangcheng personally took a freshly roasted wolf leg and solemnly held it in front of Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan saw that this should be some kind of ceremony to entertain guests, so he nodded and took it. He took a bite of the burnt wolf meat. Instantly, his eyes lit up! After being marinated, seasoned and roasted, the wolf meat of this wasteland wolf is really very good. The taste is a bit like beef. Although it is not very tender, it is full of meaty aroma when chewed.
With Shaodaozi, it is quite powerful! "Good!" Zhang Yuan praised. Mu Guangcheng and others smiled at each other, and then they all started to share this barbecue meal. The leader of the caravan brought Zhang Yuan a bowl of chive sauce. Also from the wilderness, it has a unique flavor when dipped in barbecue. Zhang Yuan finished a five or six kilogram wolf leg in one breath! There was wine, meat, food and drink, and the atmosphere in the camp became more lively. An old man brought a three-stringed zither, strummed and sang ancient ballads. The vigorous singing accompanied the sound of the zither floating in the wilderness. Zhang Yuan drank five bowls of Shaodaozi and felt a little tipsy. Listening to the song and chewing the meat, he was in a trance, with a kind of floating comfort and leisure. But in fact, in such an environment and atmosphere, Zhang Yuan still maintained due vigilance and caution. The red-eyed crow was hovering over the camp, always on guard for him! "Young Master Zhao..." Mu Guangcheng, who was sitting next to him, suddenly asked, "Is this your first time in Xiaxu?" Zhang Yuan came back to his senses and smiled, "Brother Mu, just call me by my name." He nodded slightly, "Yes, it's my first time here." "Heroes don't ask where they came from, and Xiaxu doesn't ask about their origins!" Mu Guangcheng took a deep breath and said, "Brother Zhao Yun, I'm not bragging, I'm naturally very familiar with Xiaxu, if you have anything you want to know, just ask me!" This was exactly what Zhang Yuan wanted, so he naturally asked whatever he wanted. There was no need to be polite. Through this caravan leader, Zhang Yuan learned that Xiaxu was the imperial capital of Daxia. It is said that Daxia was established a thousand years ago and was destroyed by Daqian's predecessor, Dayin, more than four hundred years ago, and the capital of Xia became a ruin. Later, Dayin was replaced by Daqian. Only the ruins of the old capital remained in the old land of Daxia, proving that it once existed. Two hundred years ago, a group of refugees came to the old capital of Xia and survived there. This is the origin of Xiaxu!
In the past two hundred years, people of all kinds have gone to Xiaxu for various reasons to make a living. Or to seek refuge. Xiaxu is very far away from the capital of Daqian and is completely outside the rule of Daqian. Therefore, there are no government offices or clans there. It is a real place where good and bad people are mixed. No one can tell exactly how many people there are in Xiaxu at present. But there are definitely hundreds of thousands of people in the five ruins in the southeast, northwest, and central part of the city, plus the more vast outer ruins. Some say millions. Xiaxu has its own set of operating rules. People who are not familiar with the situation will easily get into trouble if they rush in. This requires a guide. Out of gratitude to Zhang Yuan, Mu Guangcheng is happy to be Zhang Yuan's guide and help him gain a foothold in Xiaxu. The leader of the caravan also told Zhang Yuan in detail about the major forces in Xiaxu. And various rules, taboos, etc. This gave Zhang Yuan a basic understanding of Xiaxu. The two talked until late at night. The next morning, the caravan broke camp and set off. According to Mu Guangcheng, it would take them nearly ten days to reach Xiaxu. The premise is that the journey is smooth and there are no twists and turns. In fact, the route taken by the caravan is just a corner of this wasteland. If you want to cross the entire wasteland, it will take several months. And there are also strange creatures and beasts in the wasteland! The route that Mu Guangcheng led the team to take was naturally a safe path that they had walked many times. But it was not 100% safe. For example, the wolf pack they encountered earlier was a typical accident. As they moved forward, Zhang Yuan found a carriage in the middle of the team that was surrounded by a tarpaulin. It was unclear what was inside. The ruts left were very shallow, and it did not look like it was carrying goods or people. Mu Guangcheng obviously noticed Zhang Yuan's gaze on the carriage.
He lowered his voice and explained, "This is the Earth God worshipped by our caravan." The Earth God came from Xiaxu, and now is the patron saint of many caravans traveling to Xiaxu. The Earth God has two sides, divided into the Day God and the Night God. It can guide the caravan to avoid the strange creatures wandering in the wasteland in time, and can also provide protection for travelers. If there is no protection from the Earth God. Then no one dares to cross the wasteland in groups. Because the more people there are, the greater the possibility of attracting weird things. On the contrary, those lone travelers who are skilled and brave are safer when walking alone in the wilderness! After Zhang Yuan learned about it, he felt that the saying "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles" really makes sense. Next, the caravan walked in the wilderness for three days. It was safe all the way, without any accidents or dangers. However, on the fourth night, when everyone had just fallen asleep in the tent, they suddenly heard the sound of suona. Everyone heard it clearly!