no soul

In the silence, Lin Hong heard the sound of the wind, and there were fine grains of sand "sanding" lightly in the wind...

He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move. There was darkness in front of him, and he wasn't sure whether he opened or closed his eyes.

The wind in his ears was getting louder, and he heard the sound of sand - mixed with the "whirling" wind, there was one muffled roar of thunder after another, and sometimes it was a whimpering "buzzing" sound - for a moment it seemed like a thousand troops Horses meet each other in the desert... (Note 1)

He heard the light ringing of the camel bell, the "sand" of the wheels running over the gravel, the clang of the goods colliding...and the noisy human voices—a mix of accents from all over the world. unclear.

He heard the sound of water, the "squeak" of the oars making waves...

—Is it Jiangnan?

He heard the sound of rolling pines, the wind carried the dampness of the mountain stream...

——Is it a deep mountain?

He heard the waves churning, the ebb and flow of the tide...

—Is it the sea?

After that, there was another clamor.

Why?What's the meaning of these stories from all over the world?

Lin Hong didn't know where he was, he couldn't feel his limbs, he tried his best to open his eyes——

In an instant, the desert scrolls that spanned thousands of miles were shaken in front of his eyes!

The sand dunes stretched away, meeting the edge and the cloudless sky.

Yellow sand and blue sky, clean and tidy.

He was a gust of wind, hovering in the air, something was pushing him hard—uncontrollably, he suddenly fell!Swoop down against the sand!It suddenly rose again!A piece of gravel was thrown up, and there was a "rustling" sound.

He whirled across the sand dunes, around the mountains, and brushed past the dead old trees and shriveled shrubs, sometimes soaring into the air and sometimes falling to the ground.

But beyond the yellow sand is still yellow sand.

Cheng Jinjiu felt that Wan Guchuan suddenly became very calm.

The tall and slender figure stood in the darkness like the only survivor on the battlefield.He always felt that this person seemed to have decided to die with Lin Hong...

"Brother Wan..." Cheng Jinjiu called out tentatively.

Wan Guchuan looked at him.

The dark eyebrows and eyes are so calm that they are almost indifferent.

He is very calm now.

jar.

Why jars.

A jar is a dead thing, devoid of thought and emotion.

But why is it a jar.

They didn't pay much attention to the pots before, they only saw one or two in front of the city gate, but now they looked carefully and found that there were actually pots everywhere in the city.

Big and small, tall and short, different shapes, put together in twos and threes.It may be because the location of the furnishings is far apart and the color is the same as the house, which is not obtrusive.

Where did you get the can?

what is it used for?

The jar is not stretchable, how can it swallow a person several times its size?

Why a jar?

What did you pretend?

Wan Guchuan walked towards the nearest jar.

"Brother Wan! Don't! I don't know what's going on with the pot now. Think about it—it's unlikely that the pot will move by itself, but three people have disappeared, and there may be more than one pot that swallowed people." Cheng Jinjiu was afraid that Wan Guchuan would be overwhelmed, so he tried his best to dissuade him.

Wan Guchuan kept moving, squatting down to look at the jars.

"There are so many jars, we still don't know which one has swallowed Brother Lin, be careful if you touch these jars carelessly, you will be swallowed too, and you won't be able to find Brother Lin by then!"

Wan Guchuan didn't speak.

Cheng Jinjiu suddenly felt like an annoying person, who kept talking beside him...

"Lend me the wine." Wan Guchuan said suddenly.

"Huh?" Cheng Jinjiu was taken aback.

"Wine." Wan Guchuan looked up at him, and pointed to the flagon at his waist—Yu Tian also filled his own flagon and returned his belongings to the original owner.

"What are you going to do?" Cheng Jinjiu untied the jug and handed it to him.

Wan Guchuan tore off the cork and poured water on the outer wall of the jar.

Cheng Jinjiu:!

As the wine poured down, the earthy color on the outer wall of the jar began to peel off, inch by inch, revealing a translucent white color.

Cheng Jinjiu was startled, and also squatted down, looking at the jar.

More and more white is exposed.

"This is..." Cheng Jinjiu couldn't believe it, "Porcelain."

Wan Guchuan rinsed several pots with wine, all the same, the porcelain under the earthy color was clean and translucent, and of high quality.

"Why are they all porcelain? Porcelain sold from the Central Plains to the Western Regions?" Cheng Jinjiu couldn't figure it out, "And why are they disguised as earthen pots?"

The city is full of china—china disguised as earthen jars.

Weird.

"What is the origin of these jars?" Cheng Jinjiu looked at Wan Guchuan, "Aren't people in the city curious about jars?"

To be honest, even though they traveled to and from the city several times, they did not attract much attention.

"Do these jars have owners? Wouldn't the people in the city pick them up?" Cheng Jinjiu was puzzled.

"Ask." Wan Guchuan couldn't answer him.

However, after they asked the passers-by, the matter became even weirder.

"Jar? What jar? Where is the jar?" The uncle who was asked looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression.

"Can't you see them?" Cheng Jinjiu widened his eyes and pointed to the jars on the ground, "The jars are right here!" He gestured with his hand, "These are the jars."

The uncle looked at the place where he was gesticulating—it was empty, and then looked at him with a sincere eagerness, as if he was deliberately playing himself, and suddenly felt a little creepy—the two people in front of him were creepy.

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." The uncle left in a hurry.

Cheng Jinjiu questioned a few more passers-by in disbelief, and the results were the same - people in the city couldn't see the jars all over the city.

"Why?" Cheng Jinjiu couldn't solve the riddle.

"This world is too strange and messy," Cheng Jinjiu said. "There is no entry point. Strange things happen frequently, but there seems to be no connection."

"From the rebellion of the regent to the killing of the prince who was sent as an envoy; from the prosperity of the diamond city to the deserted city today; there was no sound in the city at the beginning, but now it can be heard again; the city is full of porcelain, but the people in the city can't see them; A city disappears at night, and appears again at night;"

"The time span is amazing, and there are many strange things, but what does it matter? - and the killer couple, I can't connect them anyway."

"Brother Lin is missing now, and his life or death is uncertain." Cheng Jinjiu smiled self-deprecatingly, "Isn't anyone going to go back alive this time?"

Wan Guchuan's heart tightened again when he heard "life and death are uncertain", he glanced at the sky, and it was almost Pingdan.

The city is disappearing again.

Lin Hong...

Lin Hong forgot where he was, what he was going to do, and even who he was.

Surrounded by a piece of yellow sand for thousands of miles, he floats like the wind, coming and going uncontrollably.

He was pulled in the boundless desert.

The hypoxic brain was drowsy, and his body seemed to be soaked in warm water—he could no longer feel his body, and was about to melt into the desert wind, and his consciousness drifted away a little bit...

"Lin Hong!"

The low voice is very distant and hazy... He seems to be listening to the sound on the shore in the water...

"Lin Hong!"

what?

are you calling me?

"Lin Hong!"

who is it……

The shadow of the desert scene in front of me reflected on the water surface was aroused with ripples.

Ten thousand……

"Lin Qingquan!"

Wan Guchuan.

The surrounding desert scene suddenly disappeared, and Lin Hong fell into darkness.

He wanted to open his eyes.

It's Wan Guchuan!

His scalp was numb and his blood was rushing back.

"Wan..." He spoke with difficulty.

"Eternal River!"

Wan Guchuan was startled, stopped, and looked at the pot in the corner.

With the return of his senses, Lin Hong could feel his body—something was biting him closely, every inch of his skin was excruciatingly painful, something was strangling his throat, he had difficulty breathing, and was about to suffocate , but he can't move, he can't move!

Severe pain and helplessness were tearing at him.

Where is Wan Guchuan...

He clearly heard him calling himself...

Why can't he move, where is he, how to get out...

dying...

"Bang!"

Lin Hong felt himself fall suddenly!The pain and suffocation disappeared in an instant, and only the discomfort of weightlessness made him feel panicked. However, it seemed that he did not fall for too long, and a gust of cold air wrapped him tightly in an instant.

The ample air made his nasal cavity sore, he coughed suddenly, his eyes were blurred, his eyes seemed to be covered with a white mist, his ears seemed to be covered with a membrane, and all his voices became distant and deep.

Like being on the edge of a dream, reality and dreams are blurred.

The pain from just now seemed to be still there, and he trembled slightly, feeling weak all over.

Before he recovered, he suddenly felt a huge force pushing him, his back hit the wall behind him, and then quickly bounced off, the pain woke him up—someone hugged him tightly .

He covered his whole body in his arms, and his arms were tightened so tightly that he felt his bones all over his body "creaking" and felt a little painful.

The fiery breath sprayed around his neck, and the extreme tension made him short of breath.

Lin Hong's face was buried in Wan Guchuan's chest, and the feeling of being alive made him start to be afraid. He seemed...to die just now...The belated fear doubled on his heart, making his nose sore, and his hands clenched. Went to Wan Guchuan's back and pinched his clothes.

The fear of death is more terrifying than death itself.

At this moment, the surrounding scenery turned into gravel and dissipated little by little with the wind, and a line of white appeared in the sky.

Ping Dan has arrived.

Cheng Jinjiu caught up from behind and saw Wan Guchuan half kneeling on the ground hugging Lin Hong tightly. He couldn't believe it, but he was relieved.

The 18 people met again in the open desert.

This time a lot.

Ning Xiuyun's side also found Dai Qingqing who was frightened out of her wits.

"It's great to find Mr. Lin, we're so anxious." Ning Xiuyun took Dai Qingqing by the arm, and breathed a sigh of relief sincerely.

"It's fine." Du Yunfan said.

Peng Ruo'an asked him, "Brother Lin is all right now?"

Lin Hong was still a little weak all over, and his head hurt badly, because his hands were shaking because of his weakness. He forced a smile, "It's all right."

Yu Tian also came over with a wine gourd, put her two fingers on his wrist to feel his pulse, "I can't die." She opened the wine gourd and took a sip.

"That's good." Cheng Jinjiu patted Lin Hong's shoulder, "Your brother Wan is going crazy, I'm really afraid he won't think about it and will kill himself."

"..." Wan Guchuan gave him a cold look.

After hearing this, Lin Hong turned to look at Wan Guchuan.

Wan Guchuan also gave him a cold look.

Lin Hong: "..."

"Brother Lin, what happened?" Peng Ruo'an asked.

Lin Hong briefly told them about his experience.

"What? A human face?" Cheng Jinjiu was shocked, "There are human faces in those porcelains! We actually washed the earthy color of the outer wall of the porcelain with human faces??"

The rest of the people were also pale.

"Porcelain?" Lin Hong was puzzled.

"Yes, those earthen jars are actually porcelain after being cleaned." Cheng Jinjiu said.

Lin Hong pondered.

"How did Brother Wan save people? The city disappeared, and I only saw you two when I came here." Cheng Jinjiu said.

"Smash the jar." Wan Guchuan said concisely.

"Ah?" Cheng Jinjiu was surprised, "What if the way to save people is not to smash the jar!"

It was almost Pingdan at that time, and the city was about to disappear. The next time the city appeared, I don’t know how many years later it would be in the city.

Fortunately, smashing the jar saved the person.

Wan Guchuan shook Zui Gu's sword hilt.

The ten people in the other team probably also guessed that they had found the missing person, so they searched for a long time but didn't know what they were talking about.It is estimated that he wanted to ask them for clues, but he was afraid of Wan Guchuan and did not dare to ask.

Both parties are ready to go back to rest.

Walking on the road, Lin Hong's face was still pale, and he walked a little erratically, but he had already recovered, and he didn't feel the dying feeling just now.

Everything is normal, except - there is a gaze that has been following him closely, no matter what he does, no matter where he goes, no matter who he talks to...

Lin Hong raised his eyes to meet Wan Guchuan's.

Wan Guchuan just looked at him expressionlessly.

"..." Lin Hong was defeated, "I don't know... It was already dangerous, I was already very careful, and I didn't mean it..."

Wan Guchuan raised his eyebrows.Do you feel angry?

It's just the unreality of lost and found, afraid that he will lose it again.

Wan Guchuan reached out and pinched his ear.

Lin Hong: "..."

"I..." Du Yunfan turned his head to look at the other team, then stopped, "I'd better go back with them."

Everyone stopped and looked back at him.

Du Yunfan looked back at the crowd, "I couldn't sleep well in the cave, I was tense all the time, I'm in a bad state right now, the couple is fine, maybe we really misunderstood too much... So I want to go back with them ……have a good rest."

The crowd fell silent.

"Of course I respect Brother Du's choice." Lin Hong said.

Du Yunfan bowed to them, "Thank you for your care, take care."

"Take care too." Lin Hong smiled.

Everyone watched Du Yunfan's back gradually move away from them, and walked in the direction of the ten people.

"Can those people still accept him?" Peng Ruo'an asked.

"Yes." Lin Hong was a little cold, tightening his coat tightly, "He will tell those people what happened to me, and of course they want it."

The morning wind in the desert is also cool, blowing the sand grains up and down in the faint dawn.

Du Yunfan joined that group of people.

The wind stopped, and the sand in the air returned to the dunes.

The remaining seven people returned to the crevice of the rock again.

"I have some guesses about this city." Lin Hong said.

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Note 1: Mingsha is sand that makes sound.Singing sand is a common natural phenomenon in the world, and the sounds made by sand are also varied.

The sand on Gao Ayi Island in the Hawaiian Islands of the United States will make a sound like a dog barking, so people call it "dog barking sand".

The sand on the Isle of Eiger, Scotland, can make a majestic sound.

China's Mingsha Mountain will "make a loud rumbling noise like thunder" as Zhu Kezhen described it. ——Legend——During the Han Dynasty, when the Han army and the Xiongnu were fighting, a strong wind rose, and the yellow sand filled the sky buried all the horses and horses of the two armies in the sand. Now the sound is the shouts of the two armies and the neighing of the horses.

The principle of sound is quite controversial.