ghost market

"Ah? Pirates in the desert?! Can that ship really sail in the desert?" Xiao Qian was surprised.

"Hehe, it's not just as simple as it is to drive." Slamu suddenly became excited, and said with dancing: "That iron-clad ship can not only sail quickly on the sand, but also fold all the sails and turn it into a The shuttle-like thing burrowed into the sand with a 'swish' sound, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

"Grandma's, a submarine?! No, this thing should be called a 'submarine sand boat'!" Yan Daojie, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help being surprised at this time, and after he interjected, he kept shaking The head was amazed.

Slamu shook his head, "I don't know what this ship is called, but everyone calls it 'Batihar'."

"Uncle, since this ship is so amazing, Zhou Lingfeng must have gone back to pick up those men and escaped, right? Let's escape first, and then plan to make a comeback!" Xiaoqian guessed in a pretentious tone. [

"No, he went back to settle accounts with those Sand Bandits who cheated him." Slamu took a sip of tea, "When he and Jiu'er drove 'Batihar' back to their old den, a few sand bandits united The team that got up was looting his old den, and the brothers who stayed behind were still resisting, but a few of them had been killed, and only two or three people were left alive. This blow made his eyes burn with anger, On the spot, I used my newly acquired strength to fight those sand thieves, and finally beat those sand thieves to flee in all directions."

"This... only Zhou Lingfeng and Jiu'er can do this? Is there any powerful weapon on that ship?" I asked in surprise.At the same time, he couldn't help guessing that this ship full of weapons might be the target of the blood gangsters.

"No," Slamu shook his head. "According to my father, that boat was only able to sail on and in the sand. It never showed any weapons. Zhou Lingfeng was able to beat those sand robbers to the point of crying." Mother, even in the end, he was able to wipe out all the sand robbers who opposed him, and he was able to defeat the combined militia force repeatedly, so that he dominated the desert. samurai in robes..."

I looked at Slam in surprise, and couldn't help but interrupted: "Wait. Did you mean your father just now? Could your father be..."

Slam laughed a few times, waved his hands as if he knew what I was thinking, and said, "Don't guess, my father is not Zhou Lingfeng. My father is one of the three surviving Sand Pirates. It's Zhou Lingfeng's deputy, that is, the 'second leader' in the gang. Hahaha, if he hadn't hugged me every day and told amazing stories about his 'big brother' when I was young, where would I know this!"

That's it—I thought to myself.I can't help but have a little more trust in the authenticity of the stories Slamu told.Immediately, I became suspicious of the group of "black-robed warriors" who had just appeared suddenly.With just a hundred or so individuals able to unite several bands of sand bandits, they were able to break apart, and even make Zhou Lingfeng almost an enemy in the desert in the later stage. Could it be that these "black-robed warriors" are superhuman?And they, maybe they have any connection with the blood gangsters who acted strangely?

"How can more than 100 people have such a great ability? Are these guys really inhuman?" Yan Daojie obviously thought of something with me, and asked in surprise.

Upon hearing this, Slamu looked at Yan Daojie.The expression on his face was very strange.After being silent for a few seconds, he said dryly, "I heard from my father that those 'black-robed warriors' are probably really not human. Those people usually only stay on the boat, and hardly come down except when fighting. Walk around. Except for Zhou Lingfeng and Jiu'er, no one else is allowed to approach that boat, so no one knows what those 'black-robed warriors' are doing on the boat. Of course, no one knows that they took off their clothes What does it look like after the black robe of the eyes. However, my father still found some problems after observing for a period of time."

Slam paused, took a sip of tea, and continued: "First of all, he found that the number of those 'black-robed warriors' would basically not decrease. No matter how fierce the battle was or how many enemies they faced, those 'black-robed warriors' No matter how many people get off the ship, how many people will go up when they go back. It seems that they can't be killed at all. No one will pay attention to this kind of thing on the chaotic battlefield, and these "black robe warriors" are only responsible for fighting with the enemy. I don’t care about the battle, the subsequent looting, cleaning the battlefield and other things. Once the enemy shows a rout, they will be called back to the boat by Jiu’er, so no one has noticed. My father also saw it by accident. A guy who was knocked down by a machine gun got up again and then stabbed people with a knife, which made him startled. Slowly pay attention to them."

"Besides," Slamu coughed a few times and cleared his throat, his tone was a bit more dignified, "my father found out that they never used firearms. At most, they only used swords and sticks to fight against the enemy. Fight It is also very primitive. He even thinks that those swords are just decorations, because those 'black robe warriors' usually slash a few times at random, and then they will abandon their weapons and fight with their own bodies. The most amazing thing is that I Father discovered that those 'black-robed warriors' would sometimes... eat people!"

"Cannibalism?" Xiaoqian covered her mouth in surprise, and said with a little fear: "These 'black-robed warriors' can't be... Zombies?!"

Slamu shook his head, "I don't know. My father once asked Zhou Lingfeng, but Zhou Lingfeng didn't answer him, but told him not to get close to those 'black-robed warriors', saying it was for his own good. According to my father, He has never seen his eldest brother show a look of fear, but that time, when Zhou Lingfeng talked about the "black-robed warrior", he saw complete fear in his eyes."

Everyone in the room fell silent, as if they were slowly digesting the cold feeling brought about by this conversation.After a while, Slam continued: "This kind of strange thing is destined to be hidden for a long time. Soon, many people discovered the strangeness of this group of 'black-robed warriors'. My father and the others are among them." Under her command, there are people who have been robbed and enemies who have been defeated. More and more rumors have begun to spread. Some people say that Jiuer is a wizard, and those "black-robed warriors" are the evil spirits she recruited. Others say that, in fact, Zhou Lingfeng was already beaten to death when he was surrounded by sand robbers earlier, but he was sent back for some reason after he went to the underworld, and he brought a team of underworld soldiers out. In short, there were many messy rumors at that time , the opinions are also different. Everyone who tells these rumors swears by his own words, as if he has seen it with his own eyes. Anyway, Zhou Lingfeng and his team of sand bandits have indeed gained a reputation. According to my My father said that when they went to a village or town to rob, as soon as the boat showed up, the other party immediately gave up resistance by shouting, "Hell soldiers are coming", and offered some cattle and sheep as offerings, without any effort. It is said that In the later period, regular troops came to encircle and suppress them, but those troops couldn't find where their old dens were. At that time, Zhou Lingfeng would take those "yin soldiers" to meet the enemy every time, and fight for a while. Fleeing by boat. As a result, those troops were unable to fight, chased and caught up, and were finally dragged down by Leng Shengsheng. During that time, Zhou Lingfeng was simply the king of the desert here! No one could resist at all he."

"Uncle, what you said just now meant that Zhou Lingfeng did 'control' the desert, but only for a while, right?" Ruan Yu interjected. "What happened later? He was defeated by others? Was it a large number of regular troops?"

"No. At that time, no matter how many troops came, it was useless, because there was no way to stop him from escaping, and he couldn't find his lair to encircle him directly. He always had a chance to come back." Slamu turned his head. Looking outside, he seemed to be looking for something, but he immediately gave up this action, and said with a wry smile: "The one who defeated Zhou Lingfeng was a small tribe, probably more than 100 people. Just like soldiers', they also wear robes with only eyes exposed. However, their robes are red, and they use guns, and they can also speak a strange language, including Uyghur, unlike those 'yin soldiers' Never speak."

Slamu's strange behavior just now aroused my vigilance, I pretended to turn around to look for cigarettes calmly, took the opportunity to quickly search outside, but found nothing.In desperation, I had no choice but to wink at Yan Daojie on the opposite side, signaling him to pay more attention to the unexpected movement, then took out a cigarette and handed it to Slamu, asking:

"Uncle, the team you mentioned doesn't have many people? How did they defeat Zhou Lingfeng?"

Slamu lit his cigarette, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "No one knows exactly how they defeated Zhou Lingfeng. This matter has always been a mystery. According to my father, the red-robed tribe didn't know How did they find their old lair, and then launched a surprise attack when everyone was unprepared, breaking up the sand bandit group at once. At that time, some of the red-robed men suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Lingfeng and Jiu'er Then they used an unknown method to defeat the "Yin soldiers" on that ship at an incredible speed. When my father and the others heard the chaos, another group of red robes rushed in from outside, waiting for them When they were fighting with this team, the red-robed men inside opened the inner door and rushed out, shouting loudly in Uighur, 'Zhou Lingfeng is dead'. My father and the others looked back and found that the boat had disappeared However, there were many 'yin soldiers' lying on the ground, and skeletons were exposed under the broken robes. At this time, they felt that the 'yin soldiers' lying on the ground must be those 'yin soldiers'. If he fell down, Zhou Lingfeng probably wouldn't be able to survive that day, so he gave up resistance and surrendered."

Slam paused, and then continued in a somewhat reminiscing tone: "I was a child when I heard my father tell these stories, probably about six or seven years old. At that time, although I liked listening to This story, but I don’t believe it in my heart. I didn’t expect that I would get involved with these things soon. I guess, even my father didn’t think of this matter! Although, all of these things The source comes from him." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)[