Take in

Author: Scarvin French Fries

Take in

·In the desert covered with yellow sand, lonely figures staggered.

Taking advantage of the arrow shot from somewhere, Xie Chen seized the opportunity to grab the horse and rushed into the desert. But even though he escaped from the sky for a while, he had no supply of Danshui and had just entered another desperate situation.

Xie Chen barely found the sand dune on his back and leaned on him to breathe. After committing suicide, the horse had cut off water for two days. Xie Chen didn't know how long he could hold on.

The feeling of distress gradually surged up on the ground, and Xie Chen didn't know if he could wake up if he fell asleep.

In a trance, Xie Chen seemed to hear people coming from afar and being moved up again because he was brought up again.

When he woke up, he found that he was already lying in the car.

I wanted to ask, but I felt my throat was dry and husky and speechless.

The thin man next to the car handed a bag of water. Xie Chen reluctantly reached out to take it and took it and finally could speak: "Where is this?"

After the man explained, Xie Chen finally understood the current situation.

This group of people originally settled in the desert village, but unfortunately, they were robbed by horse bandits and killed and injured in countless deaths. The remaining survivors barely organized the team to escape.

Xie Chen reluctantly climbed out of the car, and watched many women following the convoy protect the child and carefully bypass him. He then said to the thin black man: "Thank you for your life-saving kindness."

The man waved his hand and said honestly: "This is what the elder said. When you meet someone who is lost in the desert, you always have to help me."

Xie Chen sighed and said, "I wonder if I can visit the elder?"

The man nodded and said, "The elder said, I will take you to see him when you wake up."

Xie Chen followed the man to the middle of the team and saw the old man dressed slightly cleaner and tidy than the others.

The old man's face was as haggard as the people, but his eyes were firm and clear, unlike ordinary old man: "I am Wang Gu."

Xie Chen thought for a while and said, "I am just a wandering soul in the desert. If I have the name, I hope I will forgive my sins."

Wang Gu laughed and said, "I think it's the same. If there were no changes, who would have fallen into the desert like this?"

Xie Chen didn't answer.

The elder Wang Gu didn't think it was offended, but just said to himself: "I don't know what you plan later?"

Xie Chen said: "There is no plan."

"Does there be home to go back?"

Xie Chen said: "Not."

"Can there be someone who cares about it?"

Xie Chen hesitated for a long time and shook his head again: "No."

Wang Gu nodded and said, "Then maybe follow us all the way."

Xie Chen then said, "I offended a very powerful talent to flee to the desert. Are you not afraid of being implicated if you take me in?"

Wang Gu said: "We are already desperate people. We have fled in a hurry after provoking horse thieves. If there are more, what will the impact?"

Xie Chen said: "The people I offended are much more powerful than those of the Ma Bandit."

Wang Gu smiled and said, "What does it matter if it is powerful or not?"

Xie Chen suddenly realized that no matter how powerful the enemy is, it seems, there is no difference between him and a small village survivor with only about a hundred people.

Xie Chen sighed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll stay with shame."

He seemed to hesitate for a moment and said, "I have no strengths in this, I just know some magical skills. If I have any disease and get hurt, I can come to me."

Wang Gu said with joy, "That's the best."

In this way, Xie Chen followed and lived among the exiled villagers.

Even so, Xie Chen was very puzzled. How would the elderly, weak, women and children survive in exile after leaving the land they were familiar with? Where would they end up wandering like this?

"The elder said that in the legend left by the ancestors, there is an oasis valley. As long as we get there, we can settle down again." By the bonfire at night, Xie Chen got such an answer while chatting with people.

Legends left by ancestors...

Xie Chen didn't know how to answer, so he wouldn't mention whether the legend is true. Even if it is true, how can you find it? Not to mention that if there is such a paradise, why didn't your ancestors settle there directly?

However, Xie Chen did not directly express his doubts. After all, perhaps this illusory hope is the only motivation to support this group of people to continue to live.

The group walked in the desert for a long time, until one night.

"We should worship the gods tonight." Everyone stopped much earlier than usual. After stationing, they all went to the central campfire after they worked hard. After a while, they barely built a simple platform.

When it was completely dark, everyone did not hide back to the tent to keep warm as usual due to the severe cold night in the desert, but gathered at the bonfire.

Elder Wang Gu walked up to the platform and recited the tribute loudly.

Xie Chen stood at the edge of the crowd and naturally did not worship with everyone, but just listening to the tribute also surprised him.

The sacrifice text worshiped the Four Spirits of Heaven, which reminded him of the Four Holy Demon Sects originated from the Western Regions.

I had some doubts for a moment, but after listening carefully, I found that I had no idea what the teachings of the Four Holy Demons were, and I could not tell the sacrificial text.

But he did not find anything, and he only heard the sacrificial texts.

Unlike the four spirits circulating in the Central Plains, there is no Zhenwu among the four spirits sacrificed by the people in the Western Regions. Instead, the four spirits are equal, but they are mostly similar to the Central Plains among the many star sacrifices.

Perhaps it was passed down from here by the Central Plains sect, and the integration with local customs gave birth to new things.

Xie Chen was not surprised by this. He was knowledgeable and naturally knew that Buddhism had been integrated with Central Plains since it was introduced to the Central Plains. Correspondingly, the Central Plains doctrine would not change even if it was introduced to the Western Regions.

Or perhaps, it was precisely because of this change that a complete sect like the Four Holy Demon Sects was born from this belief.

Xie Chen thought in his heart, but just continued to watch everyone sacrifice.

When the sacrifice ended, everyone scattered, Xie Chenben was preparing to rest, but was stopped by Wang Gu.

Wang Gudao: "I don't know what you think?"

Xie Chen was silent for a moment and said, "This sacrifice ceremony is very different from the Central Plains, which makes me very eye-opener."

Wang Gu laughed and said, "I wonder if you are willing to sacrifice together next time?"

Xie Chen thought to himself, so that's it. But it's not surprising. After all, this village was maintained by this belief. Now that he is an outsider, it is indeed easy to cause worry if he is different.

So he asked, "If you believe in the Four Spirits, you don't know what precepts you should observe."

The elder Wang Gu said: "There are no precepts, but you only need sincere respect and no harm to your companions."

Xie Chen seemed to be hesitant when he heard this.

Seeing this, Wang Gu did not urge him, but said, "Since that's the case, there is no hurry. You can think about it again, but there is still something to settle."

Xie Chen said: "What's the matter?"

Wang Gu said: "You always say you don't have a name, so it's hard for everyone to call you."

Xie Chen said: "Since that's the case, let's call me Chen Su."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!