Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 210 Won't even go if killed!

Chapter 210: I won't even go if I'm killed!

Ling Xiyue turned and left, and said lightly, "The road is made by people."

Ma Long looked at the messy house, and with a melancholy "Hey", he turned and followed Ling Xiyue out.

The words are true, but without someone familiar to lead the way, the level of danger will soar. He has put an end to this old bone, but if there is something wrong with the empress, how should he explain it to the emperor?
It was night, and Yingyi found a herdsman's house to stay overnight.

After leaving Shacheng, it may not be so easy to find a place to stay, and we must rest and replenish supplies here.

It was late at night, and the sky on the grassland was as black as ink, and the starry sky without any cover was bright and boundless, as vast as the sea.

The temperature difference between day and night here is huge, the daytime is unbearably hot, but the nighttime is bitingly cold, Ling Xiyue is dressed in a black dress, with a thick gray linen cloak outside, and a small face is also painted black and shining, It looks ordinary.

Only those eyes were black and clear in the night, revealing a tenacious and boundless light.

She was sitting by the bonfire, and on the barbecue grill next to her, the flames were flying, and the fleshy edge of the whole fat sheep was golden, emitting bursts of aroma.

At this moment, Ling Xiyue looked at the map in her hand, her brows were furrowed, her mind was focused on nothing else.

This is the map that Murong Chaoge gave her when she was leaving, but it only recorded around Shacheng, and further west, even the most comprehensive marching map of Beiyi was blank, a no-man's land with a radius of hundreds of miles.

"It seems that now I can only explore by myself." Ling Xiyue took the map back into her arms.

Holding the long sword, Ying Yi stood beside Ling Xiyue like a wooden stake, habitually vigilant about his surroundings.

"Master, let's eat something, it's just out of the oven." Malone ran out from the back tent, happily carrying a plate of milk cakes.

Ling Xiyue waved her hand to signal no need.

Looking at the golden barbecue, it was much worse than the one she grilled on the west mountain with her own hands. Ling Xiyue couldn't help but think of Bei Chenyan who was thousands of miles away, and lost her appetite all at once.

"Several distinguished guests..." At this time, a burly middle-aged man walked out of the tent.

There was a large clay pot on the wooden plate in his hand, and he said with a smile, "This is my homemade kumiss. It's just opened. You can try it."

Hartai, he is the head of this herdsman.

Looking at the honest man, but those eyes are always gurgling, he is definitely a shrewd master.

Ling Xiyue raised her eyes suddenly, glanced at Ha Tai, stretched out her hand, and slowly took the wine pot on his plate, and the arc on the edge of her red lips also deepened, "Uncle, I want to ask you something, have you been there?" Sky Burial Wasteland?"

Ha Tai shook his hand, and the wooden plate almost fell to the ground.

Ling Xiyue took his expression into her eyes and only smiled slightly.

After taking a sip of kumiss, the wine was full of strength and warmed up my body.

"Young master, don't you guys also want to go to the Sky Burial Wasteland?" Ha Tai lowered his voice, as if he was scared of something, and hugged the wooden tray tightly after speaking, "I said this one by one, Why are you not afraid of death?"

They are all bewitched!
"Also?" Ling Xiyue looked at him.

"Hey!" Ha Tai sat down and moved closer to Ling Xiyue, "Just a few days ago, a large group of people came, at least thirty or forty people. At first glance, they were not ordinary people. It can't be a merchant."

"They took Su Ge away." Ling Xiyue narrowed her dark eyes slightly.

"How do you know?" Ha Tai was stunned for a moment, then continued to shrink his head and said, "Su Ge is the person who knows the sky burial best here, and he can walk out of it alive. He leads the way."

Ling Xiyue nodded.

He should not be from Tantai Yunlang...

"Little brother, I see you have a kind face, so I advise you, it's better not to go to the sky burial wasteland." Ha Tai rubbed the thick sheepskin coat on his body, "The place is very evil, and few people who enter it will survive come out."

As he said that, he shrank his head, and there was still a look of panic on his peeling cheeks.

"Oh?" Ling Xiyue looked at him with a smile, "How evil is it?"

While picking up the barbecue next to it, gently tear off a piece.

"Let me tell you, that place really eats people!" Hartai looked at her with a look of 'Don't know the heights of the sky and the earth', "If it's night... a group of ghosts come out at night, howling everywhere, and some people see the bones with their own eyes Let's walk, the ghosts rush to the field."

Hearing this, coupled with the silence of the night around him, Malone raised his eyebrows one by one.

Is it hell on earth?
Ling Xiyue didn't change her face, these creepy words were like appetizers, she just took a bite of the barbecue and chewed it slowly.

Seeing that she didn't care about it and didn't pay attention to it at all, Ha Tai was a little annoyed, "I said you little brother, why don't you believe me? Let me tell you, one day I was in a hurry to graze. Be careful, hundreds of sheep ran into the sky burial area."

More than ten years ago, there was still some grass on the edge of the sky burial.

Ling Xiyue stopped tearing up the roast meat, and then looked straight at him.

Seeing this, Hatai danced and danced vividly, and became more energetic, "I had to bite the bullet and took a breath before going in to look for it, but do you know what happened in less than a quarter of an hour?"

But as he spoke, his hands trembled unconsciously, and his face was full of horror.

"What's the matter?" Ma Long next to him stared at Hartai with curious eyes like copper bells.

With a hoarse voice, Ha Tai slowly spoke words that made the scalp tingle, "Hundreds of my sheep have turned into bloody water all over the place, and there are no traces of ferocious beasts nearby. I don't know what they were bitten by. The bones were left, and there were still ghost-like things floating around and in mid-air, whimpering and whimpering... I was so scared that I ran away, so I brought back a piece of my family's sheep brand!"

Ying Yi glanced sideways.

Is there really such a wicked thing?

"Although it happened more than ten years ago, when I think about it now, it is very clear, and I will never forget it in my life." Hatai wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I just picked up my life, anyway. I will be beaten to death in this life, and I will never enter that place again."

Not to mention going in, he hasn't been close to a hundred miles away from the sky burial in the past few years!

"The old people in our clan say that that is a cursed place, the gate of hell is closed, and mortals can't go there." Hatai waved his hands repeatedly, "I was young at that time, just like you, fearless of heaven and earth. You don’t know until you’re old, there are some things you can’t help but not believe.”

Malone's face was more serious than ever.

He had vaguely heard some of them, but he thought they were rumors before.

"But there are some people who don't believe in evil. Look at the wave after wave of deaths. How many have come out alive?" Hartai shook his head. "Even if they escaped by chance, they are still crazy. There are not two normal people left."

Ling Xiyue squeezed the baking stick in her hand, and after listening, she slowly tore off a piece of shredded meat, and finally smiled brightly at him, "In other words, you have been to the sky burial ground."

She is lucky...

Without Su Ge, this person can still make a living.

Seeing her strange eyes, a chill ran down Ha Tai's back, and a bad feeling rose up, "Hey, I said you little son, why didn't you hear the point, I just said that place No."

Her, what kind of look does she have?
Ling Xiyue smiled, stomped her hand, pointed at the end of the thick baking stick, and cut into the rock below her with one stroke, as easy as cutting melons!
(End of this chapter)