Chapter 276 No Man’s Land

Chapter 276 No Man’s Land

The biting cold wind whizzed past, carrying the sand and dust on the ground. Although it was daytime, the light was as dim as evening.

The temperature had already dropped below freezing, and there were not even a single bird to be seen on the bare peaks along the road, let alone wild beasts.

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing except a dilapidated road that extends deep into the mountains.

Zhao Ya, wearing a cloak, looked at everything outside and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No wonder this land, although vast, has not formed a strong force in so many years.

In this apocalyptic harsh environment, anyone with a weak psychological endurance will easily fall into a whirlpool of sadness and despair, and it is not surprising that they may even go crazy.

So unless they are really desperate, most people will never come to a place like this.

The road Zhao Ya is taking now is the shortest road from Dayan to the Land of Huawai.

Before coming, he had inquired about the route in detail, and also asked Mo Qi and Lu Dingtai.

They all said that there are several roads between Dayan and Huawai, but most of them are very dangerous and only a few are passable.

Among them, the shortest road goes through a large no-man's land. People usually go through it in groups and rarely do it alone.

After all, there is such a large uninhabited land, and if you are walking alone, you will be in danger if you encounter any danger.

But the road that ordinary people feared like a natural chasm was no obstacle to Zhao Ya.

After all, with Zhao Ya's current strength, he can be said to be invincible below the level of opening his pulse. Normal opening of his pulse is equivalent to one.

So faced with such a no man's land, Zhao Ya didn't care at all.

Now Zhao Ya has been walking along this road for half a day, probably more than a hundred miles.

This is a terrifying number, because this road is rugged and difficult, and the average person only travels sixty or seventy miles in a day of exhausting work, which is considered fast.

If it were a caravan carrying goods, it would only cover forty or fifty miles at most in a day.

However, caravans generally do not go here. They would rather take a long way around than take risks.

It was just past two o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost getting dark.

The wind was blowing more and more fiercely, and there were also a few snowflakes mixed with it.

In an instant, heavy snow fell, and the distant peaks quickly turned white.

This bad weather not only did not faze Zhao Ya, but instead aroused his inner pride.

With a tap of his toes, he jumped up and actually started running against the wind and snow.

With the full use of his body skills, Zhao Ya was as fast as a ghost, traveling rapidly in the darkness.

One leap can often fly dozens of feet away, and while in the air, Zhao Ya will try his best to take advantage of the wind.

Only when you are really exhausted will you tap the ground lightly with your toes to borrow some strength.

At this time, if anyone observes the footprints left by Zhao Ya, they will find that there is only a shallow mark on the thin snow, which does not look like it was left by someone passing by.

Although it's not really a traceless step on the snow, it's quite impressive.

In fact, Zhao Ya has been thinking about how to improve Qinggong Shenfa by one level.

If one could advance from returning to one's original nature to becoming a transcendent being, the speed of one's movement would definitely increase a lot.

It's a pity that I never found the opportunity.

After all, in terms of movement speed, there are few in the entire Dayan who can match Zhao Ya.

How can this be improved?

It seems that we still have to go to the foreign land to find the target.

In this way, Zhao Ya ran for more than an hour and drove more than a hundred miles before gradually slowing down.

It's not because I'm tired.

Instead, Zhao Ya saw a little light appearing in front of him.

After getting closer, Zhao Ya could hear the voices coming along the wind.

It's a caravan!

Zhao Ya didn't expect that he would be so lucky to encounter a caravan in this wild land.

It's just that I don't know what this caravan is transporting, and it dares to risk crossing the no-man's land.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the snow on the ground was more than half a meter deep, and it was still falling.

Zhao Ya slowed down and quickly came closer.

After getting closer, Zhao Ya finally understood why this caravan was stationed here.

It turns out that this is a mountain col surrounded by several peaks, which can shield the wind and snow to the maximum extent, making it a perfect camp.

Looking from a distance, Zhao Ya found that the size of this caravan was not too large, but the strength of the guards was quite impressive.

On the bright side, there are seven or eight warriors of the fourth realm, and the rest are all at the peak of the three realms.

Zhao Ya observed it for a moment and finally decided to rest nearby.

After all, with such a heavy snowstorm, continuing on the road will consume a lot of energy, which is not worth the gain.

Then the figure emerged from the darkness.

"who!"

A guard standing guard at a high place immediately spotted Zhao Ya and was so frightened that he immediately shouted loudly and asked, while holding a knife in his hand and getting ready to fight the enemy.

Not only him, but the other guards in the camp also reacted instantly.

Some people gathered into a battle formation and were ready, while others immediately rushed to the car and took up defense.

Zhao Ya stopped and said loudly: "I am also a person in a hurry. I saw a fire in the night, so I rushed here."

After hearing what Zhao Ya said, these people's vigilance remained unabated.

After all, in the middle of the night when the wind and snow were blowing, a person suddenly appeared and said that he was on his way.

This sounds strange.

"I don't mean to disturb you, I just want to camp in a sheltered place and rest for one night." Zhao Ya explained again.

The guards looked at each other, and then one of the older ones clasped his fists.

"Friend, I'm really sorry. We have already occupied this place. Please take a step up and choose another place."

Zhao Ya frowned slightly.

This mountain col is very wide. This caravan only occupies one corner. The rest of the place is empty, but it does not allow others to camp here. It is really a bit overbearing.

However, Zhao Ya was not angry.

After all, in this barren mountain and wilderness, my appearance was a bit unexpected, so it was normal for these people to be more wary.

But before Zhao Ya could say anything, a man in his thirties walked out of a tent.

"Old Chen, forget it. It's freezing cold today. It's not easy for him to travel alone. Let him camp nearby and rest."

"But my boss, this person's origin is unknown. What if he is a spy for the thieves?" said the guard leader Lao Chen.

The man smiled and said, "On this snowy night, the birds don't dare to fly, and the thieves are all nesting in their nests. Who will come out?"

As he spoke, the man cupped his hands towards Zhao Ya.

"Friend, I'm really sorry. Logically speaking, I should let you into the camp, but it's really inconvenient, so please help yourself."

Zhao Ya also smiled.

This man is not old, but he has a broad mind.

So he returned the favor.

"Thank you."

Then, under the watchful eye of Old Chen, Zhao Ya chose a clean corner with leeward direction and began to set up camp.

It's called a camp, but it's actually just a triangular frame built with a few dead trees, and then an oilcloth is placed on top.

Then Zhao Ya quickly lit a bonfire and placed the dry food he brought with him beside the fire to heat it.

Even if Zhao Ya's current digestive ability is abnormal due to his gastrointestinal talent, he can still digest it even if it freezes into ice pimples.

But who would want to eat ice cubes if they could eat more comfortably?

Just as Zhao Ya was heating up the dry food and preparing to eat it, a guard suddenly came over carrying two things.

"This is from our boss."

With that said, the guard put the things on the ground, turned and left.

One of them was a roast chicken wrapped in dried lotus leaves, and a small jar of wine.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Ya couldn't help but raise his head and look towards the camp not far away.

I saw the man looking here too.

Zhao Ya smiled, then cupped his hands and clasped his fists.

"Thanks!"

The man smiled and waved his hand, then turned back to the tent.

Zhao Ya picked up these two things. Although he didn't eat them, he knew there was nothing wrong just by smelling them.

The roasted chicken has been processed in advance, now it just needs to be heated.

Zhao Ya found a long wooden stick and put it on, put it on the fire to roast, then opened the cork of the wine and took a slow sip.

The wine was very strong.

It must be at least seventy degrees.

After entering the mouth, it slid down the throat like a red-hot knife.

But after he fell into his stomach, his whole body felt refreshed, and even the cold air seemed to have dissipated a lot.

From these two things, it can be seen that this caravan has a lot of traveling experience.

The roasted chicken can not only be stored for a long time after being processed, but also has a very good taste when it is heated for a while.

Secondly, this high-strength alcohol can not only be drunk, but can also be used to disinfect after being injured, and can even be used as a fire starter at critical moments.

I just don’t know why such an experienced caravan would take such a huge risk on this journey?

But Zhao Ya soon put this doubt behind his mind.

Because no one has a few secrets these days.

He and the other party just met by chance, so why should he be so curious.

By this time, the roast chicken was also hot, and Zhao Ya began to feast on it.

While he was eating meat and drinking wine, in the camp, the guard leader Lao Chen said with some dissatisfaction.

"Master, I know you have a good heart, but you really shouldn't allow such an unknown person to camp nearby. What if something happens?"

"Old Chen, I know you are a little worried, but at a glance, you can tell that this man is definitely not a spy for a thief, he is just a pedestrian on his way."

"And on this freezing snowy night, if he misses this shelter, he might freeze to death."

"If you are really worried, just send a few people to keep an eye on him."

Lao Chen didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, the guard who delivered the things walked in.

"The things have been delivered."

"Did he accept it?" the man asked.

"Not only did I accept it, but I also started eating it."

The man was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "Did you see it? If this man is really a spy for the thief, how dare he eat the food we gave him?"

Old Chen frowned slightly after hearing this.

In his opinion, anyone who dares to eat other people's food is either a young person who has just left the world, or someone who has something to rely on.

But would a newly minted child dare to go into such a deserted no man's land?

He always felt that this pedestrian who appeared suddenly was a bit strange.

So after the man returned to the tent, he called a few guards and ordered: "You will take turns on duty tonight, especially pay attention to this sudden person. If there is any change, please report to me as soon as possible."

"yes!"

Late at night.

The snow became lighter, but the wind never stopped.

Zhao Ya was sitting in a tent made of oilcloth, listening to the howling wind outside, and suddenly felt a sense of loneliness.

He was really uncomfortable with the lack of Zui'er around him.

But soon, this feeling was interrupted by the secret breathing method of swallowing the power of Star Morning.

Zhao Ya closed his eyes and meditated, nurturing the foundation of true power in his Dantian bit by bit.

Unlike other secret methods, the process of cultivating Dantian seeds using the power of swallowing stars is very long.

This is also preparation for opening up meridians and refining acupoints in the future.

Zhao Ya is not in a hurry, because he has not been able to achieve the Five Realms for a long time, so he just takes this opportunity to polish his own strength.

But at this moment, Zhao Ya seemed to notice something, his ears twitched slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

The night outside is as dark as ink.

The bonfire that Zhao Ya created before has been extinguished long ago.

But at this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly picked up the cold iron knife in front of him and stabbed him with his backhand.

puff.

After the cold iron knife passed through the oil cloth, it penetrated directly into a soft place.

There were groans of pain and the sounds of bodies falling to the ground, but they were quickly drowned out by the howling wind.

Then Zhao Ya lifted up the oilcloth and jumped into the darkness.

Behind the tarpaulin tent, there was a man lying prone. The blood dripping from his body had been frozen, and he could no longer die.

Zhao Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the darkness in the distance, and then looked at the camp behind.

"That's all, I should just thank you for the wine."

Saying that, Zhao Ya disappeared into the darkness again.

At the same time, in a corner not far from the mountain col, there were several men in black lurking.

"What's going on? Let the third child go and find out what's true. Why haven't you come back yet?" someone said.

"I guess they encountered a sentry post. These caravans should be cautious now. Wait and see." Someone next to him responded.

But these people didn't notice at all that a black shadow had quietly approached them.

The next moment, a flash of knife light flashed.

The man lying at the very back had his throat slit without even a groan.

Blood bubbled and overflowed.

He covered his neck and wanted to shout, but he couldn't.

"who!"

The remaining people finally realized something was wrong and drew their weapons to fight the enemy.

But they didn't even see Zhao Ya's appearance, so they were put down to the ground neatly.

Finally, Zhao Ya stepped on a man in black and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The man in black was frightened.

He never expected that this seemingly inconspicuous caravan could actually have such a powerful presence.

"Sir... Sir, we are from Heifeng Village not far ahead. We saw a caravan passing by during the day, so we came over to see what was going on."

Kawen is stuck until now, and tomorrow he will have 10,000 words