Jin An took the lead in pushing the door open and walked into the village gate. He felt that the three camels behind him did not follow him with the rope in his hand.
 He turned around and saw that the three camels were standing still.
 Old Sadiq,
 Little Sahav,
Ilham Ilham,
Everyone looked at the plaque above the village gate in horror.
"how?"
 “What does it say?”
Jin An raised his head and looked at the plaques, but unfortunately they were in Western characters he didn't recognize.
“Jin, Taoist Priest Jin’an…there is a bit of evil in this place…” Old Sadiq looked sad and his voice was trembling.
 "It says... Xiao! Corpse! Zhuang!"
Um?
Jin An was surprised and startled: "Laughing Corpse Village?"
Just when Jin An read out these three words, the sound of footsteps and the sound of the door opening came from the village. A tall, white-haired, thin old man with weak legs and feet walked out of a room holding a torch.
The tall and thin old man noticed the gate of the village that was pushed open. Before he even got closer, he saw Jin An standing outside the gate of the village.
The tall and thin old man came over and spoke enthusiastically and helped open the door. The man spoke in Western dialect, not Chinese. Although I couldn't understand his words, his enthusiastic expression suggested that he was hospitable and welcome to the village.
mean.
The night in the desert was very dark, and it wasn’t until I stood closer and under the light of a torch that I finally saw the true appearance of the tall and thin old man.
The tall and thin old man was very old. He looked like he was seventy years old. His face and hands were covered with age spots. He was neatly dressed in a set of leather armor.
But the leather armor obviously didn't fit him well and was a bit too wide for him. Moreover, the leather armor was very old and faded badly. You could even see traces of sewing and repairs in many places. The overall impression was that it was in tatters. It was probably worse than
Grandpa Jin An is still old.
Even the leather scabbard on his waist was in tatters, and even the back of the knife was exposed.
 A veteran in the desert?
Looking at this strange outfit, Jin An looked thoughtful.
"Taoist Master Jin'an's words and intonation are so strange. Although I can understand the Western dialect he is speaking, I can only understand about 30% to 40% of the meaning." Old Sadiq said in surprise, even he could translate it.
Not interesting.
Little Sahav also nodded in agreement.
Ilham was still well-informed and said to Jin'an: "This man is a little strange. What he speaks is one of the ancient languages. This ancient language was popular hundreds of years ago, and many of the grammatical orders have changed from today's."
…I can probably understand about 70% to 80% of it.”
“He called us guests from afar, and then asked us if we were lost in the desert and found here because of the sudden storm during the day?”
“Taoist Master Jin An, be careful. This person is a little too enthusiastic. He took the initiative to invite us to spend the night in Laughing Corpse Village... I don’t know why I always feel that Laughing Corpse Village is not simple.”
The conversation between old Sadiq and Ilham was, to the ears of outsiders, just the sound of a camel’s um, um, um, um, um, um.
  Ilham said so much in one breath, others would only think that the camel was active by nature and would not think of anything else.
Seeing that Jin An in front of him had not responded, Ilham immediately understood what Jin An meant and continued: "I will translate for Taoist Jin An, and then I will translate back and let Taoist Jin An reply to the other party. If the sentence is too long, Taoist Jin An may
It’s hard to remember, so I’ll try to answer that strange old man in as short a sentence as possible.”
“Taoist Master Jin’an, if you want to leave, just shake your head. If you want to continue entering the Laughing Corpse Village, just nod.”
Jin An nodded.
Ilham said: "Excuse me, in the ancient language of the Western Regions..."
Next, Jin An had a brief conversation with the tall and thin old man who opened the door. The tall and thin old man looked surprised when he saw that Jin An could not only understand his words but also answer them fluently.
“Taoist priest, you are a Han Taoist priest from Kangding country? I didn’t expect you, Taoist priest, to be proficient in the words of our desert people, which surprised Pasha.” This time, the tall and thin old man spoke in Chinese and called himself Pasha.
“The old gentleman is too polite. I didn’t expect that the old gentleman also understands the Chinese language.” Jin An said with a slight surprise, and there was no flaw in the expression on his face.
When he was young, he followed the caravan and saw all kinds of monsters and monsters. Old Sadiq glanced at the tall and thin old man with fear in his eyes and reminded Jin An: "There is indeed a big problem here, Master Jin An. This evil old man just did it on purpose."
Testing you, thanks to the presence of Ilham in our team."
Ilham was a little embarrassed when he was praised: "My brother is too complimentary."
Old Sadiq said to Ilham with the tone of a big brother covering his younger brother: "Brother Ilham, you don't have to be too modest. Good is good, bad is bad. I think highly of you, old brother."
Ilham was moved and looked at old Sadiq.
If old Sadiq knew Ilham's true identity, I don't know if he would be able to act like a big brother so calmly and calmly.
At this time, Pasha, a tall and thin old man, opened the gate of the village wider, leaving a wider gap for Jin An to lead a sheep and three camels into the village.
"Listen to what the old gentleman just said, we are not the only ones who got lost in the wind and sand in the village tonight?" Jin An led the sheep and camels into the village. The tall and thin old man did not answer immediately, but turned around and went to close the village first.
Village gate.
　　咚.
As the village door closed, the flame of the torch dimmed a little, as if the entire village was a little darker. The flame of the torch quickly returned to normal, and the village also returned to normal.
At this time, the tall and thin old man led the way with an even brighter smile and led Jin An into the village. He walked in front and said as he walked: "Taoist Master, please be careful and observe. There are indeed three waves of lost people here tonight. Taoist priest, you are the one."
Then the third wave of people.”
 The two of them were walking and chatting.
“Old sir, are you the only one in this village?”
"No, there are twelve old guys like me who are half buried in the sand and have only lived for a few years. Some of them are helping to slaughter camels in the kitchen, some are burning firewood, and some are responsible for roasting camel meat.
Some are greeting guests in the front hall. The desert has not been so lively in many years. Guests come from far away, so we must provide good wine and meat to entertain the distinguished guests from far away."
“Why is this village called Laughing Corpse Village?” After Jin An finished speaking, he stared at the back of the tall and thin old man who was leading the way, trying to see if there was anything unusual about him.
However, the other party did not even pause, and said in a natural tone: "The soul returns to its hometown, and the fallen leaves return to its roots. Behind every comrade there is an Apa Ata waiting for him to go home. I hope that the comrades will dream of the sheep in their hometown in their sleep."
You can both smile when making milk wine and baking hot naan... Taoist priest, do you think this wish is right or wrong?"
 The tall and thin old man suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Jin An with a smile.
Under the flickering light of the torch, the layers of furrows and wrinkles on the old man's face were illuminated and dimmed, making him look gloomy.
Jin An looked as usual and was not frightened by the sudden turn of the tall and thin old man's head. He hummed casually and kept looking at the entire village environment.
The tall and thin old man didn't seem to notice Jin An's perfunctory answer, nor did he ask whether Jin An's "um" was right or wrong. He turned back to lead the way: "The king promised us that he would not abandon us.
Everyone, we are only here temporarily, he will come back and take away every one of us, so it is named Laughing Corpse Village."
“Taoist Master, you are here from outside. Do you have any news from the Black Rain Country?”
The tall and thin old man walked ahead alone, holding a torch in his hand, his tone was calm and natural, and he did not look back.
I don’t know if it’s due to the light, but the shadow falling on the ground seems to be a little distorted, as if it is waving its teeth and claws towards Jin An behind him.
 The veterans of the Black Rain Kingdom who stayed in the desert!
　　The three camels following Jin An almost bit off their own tongue.
　　Psychologically terrifying.
The next moment, the three camels subconsciously looked at Jin An's back, wondering how Jin An would answer the other party's question. What if Jin An said that the Black Rain Kingdom had been destroyed for hundreds of years, would he not be able to bear the blow and go crazy on the spot?
Just when they were thinking about how Jin An would answer, a sudden knock on the door came in the quiet night, breaking the tranquility of the night.
 “Hey, why are so many people getting lost today?”
The tall and thin old man seemed to have lost his memory as he got older. He had forgotten the previous question and looked at Jin An apologetically: "Taoist priest, the room with two candlelights in front is the front hall where we will greet tonight's distinguished guests. You first go to yourself
In the past, the old man from Xikelti would take the initiative to entertain you. I will open the door for the new guests first. Your horses and camels can be tied outside the front hall door first, and the old man from Xikelti will help you take care of them.
"
Jin An looked as warm as ever and said, "Old sir, you don't have to be so polite. You go ahead and I'll go to the front hall by myself."
Watching the tall and thin old man walking towards the village gate in a hurry, Jin An's eyes flashed with contemplation, and then he continued to walk towards the building with candlelight in front.
The three old Sadiqs who were following him said in fear: "Taoist Master Jin'an...the old man named Pasha, is he a living person or...a devil disguised as a human being..."
“…The leader of the Black Rain Kingdom led people into the depths of the desert to search for the Kingdom of the Immortal God… That was all hundreds of years ago. How, how could there still be survivors left in the depths of the desert!”
To be continued...