Chapter 260 [The last city before entering the Western Regions]
It’s just that the pain and pressure left by the ant mountain are still there. They organized in silence, each carrying one or two weapons, and some also took the light tools from the nearby work shed, and went out to the mountain together.
They kept in mind the entrustment of the two benefactors, chose the route to take, and kept counting the number of people so as not to get lost, let alone go to the dangerous place to investigate.
Fang Chang and Sang Ziping did not follow.
For these freed slaves, there should be no danger in the future. After all, for ordinary people who have been detained for a long time, leaving this place of right and wrong as soon as possible is the top priority at present.
Watching them disappear into the distance, Fang Chang retracted his gaze and said with a smile:
"let's go."
"Well, the matter is over, it's time to leave." Sang Ziping smiled while stroking his beard.
Then Fang Chang waved his hand, and the flowing water and the earth and stone giants on the other side of the main peak all dispersed, and Sang Ziping also finished casting the spell, so that those bamboo talismans that had turned into wooden soldiers and were not scattered by the impact of the monsters, recovered. The prototype was released and flew back to their hands.
Regardless of the situation behind them, they went straight to the northwest and went outside the mountain.
There is no one else here, so walking freely will not shock the world, so the two of them stretched their legs, and in an instant, they were several hills away, far away.
And this story was spread by the people who survived.
They didn't leave their names, but the enslaved people saw the outfits of the two, and then added some beautification and imagination, and rendered them with the illusion caused by the excitement when they were rescued. This makes the story a little mythical and grotesque.
The process of the elimination of those monsters, combined with the shaking of the earth when the cave collapsed, was also covered with various imaginations.
It is said that the monsters were burned by the sky fire and then struck to death by lightning. Another said that two immortals summoned a flood and drowned the monsters like filling a mouse hole. The big hammer, the monsters come out of the hole and kill one by one...
To be a little more reliable, it would be said that the twelve demon kings in Ant Mountain were captured by the immortals with magic power and tied there.
Then one immortal beat his hands with a ruler, and the pain pierced his bones every time; another immortal drew his sword and sliced, and the sliced meat was as thin and transparent as paper... In this way, the two immortals tortured a lot of treasures and made a lot of money. The whole pot is full and the joy is boundless.
And those idlers who always have a dream of getting rich, like this version the most.
There are only a few families, and the story of their ancestors being rescued by immortals has been handed down. One of the two immortals holds a ruler, linen clothes and hemp shoes, and the other has a gourd hanging around his waist. This version failed to spread because it was too mediocre.
But the rumors of Ant Mountain Duobao began to appear.
Indeed, there were warriors in the rivers and lakes who entered the mountains in twos and threes armed with weapons, found the caves left by the monsters, gained a lot of wealth, and then confirmed this rumor. Those who are careful can also see from various traces that the property inside was snatched by monsters from the bottom of the mountain.
In short, since then, Ant Mountain has never gathered any monsters.
On the contrary, the ants in the mountains are still active. Although they are all smaller than a grain of sand, the chimney-shaped nests they build in the mountains are more and more, and more and more... until the rainfall in the ant hills increases, After getting wet, it gradually disappeared.
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The scenery in Guanzhong is very majestic. At this time, it is the turn of summer and autumn, and the surroundings are in a state of alternating lush green and colorful, while the people live and work in peace and contentment.
The terrain here is rugged, the loess land is extremely deep, and it has been cut into pieces by the raging river from the west for hundreds of millions of years. The wind blowing over the land intensifies the erosion of the land. Even if there are vegetation guarding it, the wind will round the edge of the cut land.
All kinds of food are planted on the slightly flat land everywhere, especially in the valley area of a large river.
In addition to corn, all the crops here are wheat.
Winter wheat is not popular now, and spring wheat is growing in the ground. It is now golden time, but it is not yet the harvest season. The millet in the field was still glowing green, and Fang Chang knew that due to the good weather in Guanzhong this year, it must be another bumper harvest year.
The wheat planting area here is larger than that in the Central Plains, because the imperial court has been promoting it.
This has something to do with the climate in recent decades. According to the records of a series of officials in charge of astronomy and climate in the DPRK and China, the precipitation in Guanzhong in the past few decades has been more than one or two hundred years ago, and it is a little warmer.
The climate here is warmer and more humid, which is more suitable for the growth of high-yielding crops such as wheat. On the original barren hills, plants also grew wildly, and many bare mountains have been covered with green, but this process is too slow, only the old people will notice it, and the young people will just get used to it.
However, more precipitation also leads to an increase in surface runoff, and the river becomes more rapid.
Fortunately, many water conservancy projects have been built in various places in the past few decades. I hope that in this catastrophe, no water conservancy facilities will fall into disrepair. That was no small disaster for the people in Guanzhong and downstream.
The scenery in Guanzhong is also very different from that in Central Plains, and the accent is also different, but the costumes are more consistent.
After running away from Ant Mountain, they found the official road. Fang Chang and Sang Ziping resumed walking at a slightly faster speed than ordinary people, and slowly followed the carriages and pedestrians to the west.
"The big city is ahead. You can visit here for a few days. After making some supplements, you can find a cavalry team, or go alone, and set off for the Western Regions." Sang Ziping looked ahead and pointed.
When you get here, there are many caravans on the official roads, all of which come from the Central Plains or Shu, or the northern grasslands, and use this city as the destination for shipments.
These people gathered special products from all over the country, replaced them here with special products from the Western Regions and Guanzhong, and considered the prices of the places where they came from, filled the chariots and horses with appropriate proportions and left. And the products they brought from all over the world will be transported to the Western Regions by horse teams, and the price will be multiplied or even dozens of times, or replaced with more expensive things.
Sang Ziping told Fang Chang that the Western Regions produced a lot of gems.
Cat's eye, amber, turquoise, lapis lazuli... and the suet jade that is very popular everywhere. Make some beautiful boxes and put them in, or process them into jewelry. After they are shipped to the Central Plains, they will be snapped up by all parties at high prices.
But Fang Chang didn't care about these, he was more interested in the special food in Guanzhong.
(end of this chapter)