Chapter 4, The Secret of Heaven

Daisley brushed her hair in a style, turned her faint eyes to the sky, and quietly said nothing. No one urged or took their eyes away from her blurred eyes, as if she had a premonition that what she was going to say would be a earth-shaking secret.

"You are an Oriental. Should you hear about Li Er, the great philosopher of Taoism, and Zhuang Zhou, who dreamed of butterflies?" Daisy turned her eyes to me, and then I realized that she was asking me. I shook my head blankly and said, "I haven't heard of it. They don't seem to know me well."

Desley once again turned her light eyes to the edge of the sky, as if she was thinking about how to explain it to us in an easy-to-understand manner. After a long silence, she finally said, "I am the saint of the sun religion in Egypt, and my grandfather is the high priest of the sun religion. Farrett is his disciple. Egypt is the greatest civilized country in the West. We are taught by the holy religion. With the burden of shouldering the mysterious mission, we will go to the silk country, which is also the birthplace of ancient civilization, to unlock the mystery of the world that plagues us and all the sages and philosophers.

I was not too surprised by the identity of Daisy and Samba. If they were just ordinary businessmen, it would be beyond my expectation. I asked calmly, "You are thousands of miles away, just for this illusory goal?"

"This goal is not illusory!" Daisy stared at me anxiously and then said, "For a long time, the ancestors I taught have noticed a strange phenomenon. Religions around the world have legends about gods, and there are many amazing similarities in this legends. Different regions and sects have legends about creation, catastrophes, heaven, etc. It is particularly surprising that in the ancient silk country in the East, the records and legends about gods are very similar to our country, which is tens of thousands of miles to the west, although these myths and legends brought by merchants and adventurers, They are all blurred, but no one can ignore the amazing similarity between them. In addition, the older the classics, the richer and more complete the records of the gods, the more similar they are, both in both the East and the West.

Out of politeness, I didn't show a sneer, but I couldn't help saying, "All the legends about gods and monsters are just legends. I didn't expect that anyone would really take it seriously."

Desli sighed and said lightly, "If you were in our country, you would certainly not have such arbitrary conclusions. There are many great projects and natural phenomena in China that cannot be explained by common sense, such as the Great Pyramid and Sphinx. The Pyramid is the tomb of ancient pharaohs, in terms of your oriental measurement units. , even if it is made of stones weighing more than 50,000 catties, hundreds of feet high, such a vast project, even today with more advanced technology and richer labor, our king is still unable to achieve, and Sphinx Sphinx, which is exquisitely designed, especially with tens of thousands of catties of beard to support its huge head. The design not only gives it powerful and beauty, but also makes it safe and sound today under the erosion of the thousand-year wind and sand in the desert. All of this cannot be explained by technology. They have only one possibility in our mind, that is, miracles!"

"Mine?" I couldn't help showing a trace of ridicule, "People always classify their unexplained phenomena as miracles."

Desli ignored my sarcasm and looked at the sky and said, "We firmly believe that there were many gods active in the ancient land, leaving traces of their activities in the world. All kinds of human religions, myths and legends are based on their deeds. That's why the myths and legends of the East and the West are so amazingly similar. Later, for some reason, they disappeared in our world, so today we have never met a real god again.

I laughed again: "This is just your assumption. Even if there were gods, what does it have to do with us today?"

Daisy looked at me with understanding and asked lightly, "You must have dreamed. Sometimes there is a world you have never seen before in your dream. Do you find that everything is so weird and incredible there?"

My heart thumped, and I immediately thought of my experience of strange dreams and hell. My face couldn't help but show the hidden blush. Before I could speak, Daisy said, "I believe everyone has had this kind of dream, but only we Sun taught a philosopher to sigh about this phenomenon: I don't know. Am I from another world dreaming of me now, or am I dreaming of another world now? How similar is this to another great philosopher in the East who dreamed that he was a butterfly? Don't you think your philosopher Zhuangzi is implying something to future generations? And he is also a follower of the Taoist philosopher Li Er. This sect believes that there is a fairyland in the world. Mortals can become gods through cultivation, which is almost the same as the teachings I taught. There are many legends of this sect that mortals eventually become immortals after cultivation, such as the Eight Immortals of Taoism. These legends are strangely similar to the birth of ancient gods recorded in my religious classics. If it is a coincidence, don't you think it's strange that there are so many coincidences in myths and legends of two ancient empires that are completely different from each other, customs, language and history tens of thousands of miles away?

I'm at a loss. In fact, I don't know anything about the two countries, or I used to know it, but now I don't remember it, but from Daisy's eyes, I believe that this coincidence has indeed reached a surprising level.

"In fact, some people in the East have already had a great interest in this coincidence," said Daisy, with inexplicable worship in her eyes. "Just hundreds of years ago, with the support of the emperor, a great monk of the Silk Kingdom, went to the West alone to find all the classics about the gods to bring back to the Silk Kingdom and The original ancient records are compared and studied, hoping to explore the mystery, which is the allusion of the great holy monk in the East. Unfortunately, after less than half of the journey, he stopped another ancient empire as the oldest civilization in the West and brought back their Buddhist scriptures. In this, he was also surprised by the descriptions of the reincarnation of life, heaven and hell in the Buddhist scriptures, which were similar to the local Taoist thinking about the world and life, but he did not Knowing that we were even more shocked by the Taoist and Buddhist theories similar to our elaboration on the flow of life through merchants and adventurers many years later, which prompted us to make up our mind to follow the holy monks of the Silk Kingdom to learn the scriptures and exchange all the distant classical books we have preserved in exchange for the mysterious classics of the Eastern Silk Country. I hope you can make comprehensive use of your strengths to explore the ultimate secret of the world. In the words of oriental Taoists, it is to find the secret of heaven!"

I looked at her whole body suspiciously and asked doubtfully, "These classics are not one or two, but I can't see where you can hide them?"

Desley smiled and pointed to her head: "These classics are extremely precious. We can't run around with them, and the sun religion will never allow precious classics to leave the country. Therefore, I have been elected as a saint since the age of seven. In addition to learning oriental culture, I recite these classics under the guidance of my grandfather. As long as I need it, I can write it out at any time and exchange the mysterious Buddhist and Taoist classics they have with the Silk Country. Of course, I also rely on memory to recite them and bring them back to my homeland. With the extraordinary memory I have trained hard, I can fully complete this mission!"

"However," I was even more puzzled, "reasonably, although your mission is illusory and absurd, it does not hinder anyone. I can't figure out why a ' gust of wind' is so desperate to stop you?"

"This further confirms the conjecture of the philosophers I taught," Daisy smiled. "The sages I taught believe that mortals and gods originally lived together in this world, or gods were cultivated by mortals, but for some reason, the gods left us and returned to the divine world or heaven, but sporadically There are some secret books on how to cultivate into gods. These secret books are scattered in the world and become the secrets of different sects. Whether in the East or the West, there are still people who follow these secret books to practice hard and want to overcome death and become gods. Oriental Taoists have a saying that they become immortals. Gu Tianzhu believes that people can jump out of the three realms through cultivation, not in the five elements. This religion also has a record of life and death and the same glory of the sun and the moon, but there are so few successful examples that it is difficult to prove. If we integrate the cultivation skills mastered by the East and the West, we may greatly improve the success rate. Maybe we don't want to see this happen, or we don't want mortals to explore the mysteries of the world. In short, gods or evil gods have to do everything they can to stop us and prevent the integration of the most mysterious cultures in the East and the West. Stop human beings from exploring the secret of this heavenly way, and a gust of wind is a tool to carry out this mission, a tool instructed by evil gods.

I shook my head doubtfully and couldn't connect the world with the gods, but Daisy's story about dreams moved me. I think there are many people who dream of another world like me. Is there really another god's world? I turned my head and looked at Neo and the others. Although there was doubt on their faces, they were more blindly believing. I had to ask Daisy another question: "What's wrong with the protector? Why are you sure that I am a protector, not someone else?

Daisy smiled and said, "In fact, just before we decided to embark on this great adventure, we have been preparing for many years. We have expressed our will to the monarch of the Silk Kingdom through merchants and adventurers, received his reply and approval, and generously sent a very excellent general not far away. Thousands of miles, across the dangerous sea of death to welcome and protect us, that general is our protector.

"But I'm just an ordinary cooly," I scratched my head doubtfully. "I'm neither a general nor a god."

"Do you think you are an ordinary coolie?" Daisy asked, "Have you ever seen a coolusp so well-in the art of war and planning a decisive battle thousands of miles away? Have you ever seen the hard work of being familiar with astronomy and geography and marching? In particular, you are still one of the few Orientals in the caravan. Although we don't know what happened to you, which made you completely forget your mission, since you first thwarted the ' gust of wind', Grandpa affirmed that you have never contacted us, the protector sent by the Silk Kingdom!"

Although there are still doubts in my heart, I have to admit that Daisy's analysis is very reasonable. Am I really her protector? Is it the general of the Silk Country? I hugged my head helplessly and wanted to find even a clue about my mission from my memory, but the chaotic memory forced me to give up. Before I found a new clue, I had to accept her speculation.

"Well, I can't find any evidence to refute you for the time being," I was a little helpless, and then turned my eyes to Neo, Bass and the old bitter gourd and said, "Even if I am a protector, you are not. You have the right to decide your own fate and don't have to fight with a ' gust of wind'."

The three of Neo looked at each other and then looked firmly at me and Daisy. Obviously, Daisy's words moved them and made them feel that protecting Daisy was to devote themselves to the feat of uncovering the secret of heaven. All men, whether noble or humble, warriors or hard work, will produce a heroic complex to save the world when the conditions are met.

"If everyone doesn't want to run for their lives alone, then we will fight with a gust of wind," I looked around at the crowd and said slowly, "and be ready to sacrifice to protect Daisy at any time!"

"Let's listen to you!" Neo and the three said with one voice. I looked at Tony, and Tony nodded slightly and said, "I'm the same as them."

I looked at Daisy, and Daisy smiled at me and said, "From now on, I will also listen to you. I believe you can take us out of the current predicament and safely escort me to the capital of the distant silk country!"

I sighed. In fact, it doesn't matter whether I am a protector or not. Anyway, I have to take her out of the sea of death, and I am not willing to be frustrated by a gust of wind. I was thinking about the next possible action of a gust of wind. When I thought that she had hounds, it was difficult for me to come up with a way to avoid her tracking.

A last resort plan was brewing in my heart. I picked up a wooden stick and explained while drawing on the sand: "Old bitter gourd took Daisy and Bass on three camels, turned south for a day, and then looked east all the way, leaving a camel for me, Tony and Neo. We will ambush here. The camel can Hidden behind the sand dunes over there, we buried ourselves in the sand. As long as a gust of wind chases our footprints, we will definitely kill her off guard! Even if their dog finds our smell first, it will not attract the attention of its owner. Just think that the hound finds the abandoned object. This plan is very risky. If it fails, Tony and Neo and I will definitely not be able to come back.

I looked at Tony and Neo calmly, and they also looked at me calmly. I believe that everyone was completely clear about the risks of this plan. With the three of us going to attack more than four horse riders, the chance of success is not great. Even if we succeed, the three of them rely on a camel. If they can't catch up with Daisy in three or five days Most of us can't get out of the sea of death. If Daisy deviates from the direction of the reservation, we will never find them. The only feasible thing about this plan is that we can kill the "bump of wind" hounds and let Daisy completely get rid of the "bump of wind" tracking. This plan can be said to sacrifice the three of us to win an escape opportunity for Daisy, and I'm not sure they will agree.

"No, it's too risky!" Daisy was the first to object, "If we separate, even if you succeed, your chances of finding us in the vast desert are very small. If you rely on just a camel, you will definitely not get out of this sea of death!"

I raised my hands and said, "Who has a better way, I will definitely obey, otherwise, this is the only way!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, Tony said to me calmly, "I agree!"

"I agree!" Neo played with the knife in his hand, and anyone could see his determination from his calm eyes. I immediately jumped up and said to everyone, "Now every moment is extremely precious to us. We don't have time to weigh it carefully. Let's immediately act separately according to the original plan!"

The crowd stopped saying anything and began to distribute the last resources. Although we left half of the food and water, there was only one camel. I don't think we could take too much away.

At dusk, the sand began to be less hot. The lonely camel had hidden behind the sand dunes in the distance. Tony and Neo buried themselves in the sand shallowly. Just in the middle of the road we walked, only our heads were exposed, which could be seen from the cracks in a rag covering our heads. This rag was our old In order not to cause suspicion of "a gust of wind", we abandoned a lot of waste in this section. Even if the " gust of wind" is smart enough to guess that I will ambush in the sand, she doesn't know where the ambush will appear along the way, and it is impossible for her to slow down and walk cautiously, so even if she knows that there is The trap can only break in all the way!

It's getting late, and the sand is getting colder and colder. I was recalling Daisy's amazing mission. Tony next to me suddenly gestured to me. I gently put my ears on the sand and immediately felt the vibration from the distance. "a gust of wind" was really as I expected, and I was about to make a final blow!

I know the vibration from the sand. "a gust of wind" has been close to a hundred feet, and there is a dog barking in the distance. I can't help holding the handle of the knife and looking far away. It is faintly visible that a few horses are moving slowly under the night. After the horses are still followed by a few camels, except for a rider with a dog far ahead of the team. Outside the road, the remaining horses fell behind and scattered wild geese. As soon as I saw the situation, I knew that I had underestimated the " gust of wind". Now she not only had five people and five riders, but also one more than I estimated. In the full pursuit, she did not forget to guard against ambush, only let one rode a dog a few feet ahead to lead the way, and the rest of the horses were far away. Scattered in the rear, even if you encounter an ambush, you can sacrifice the leader at most, and the rider behind you can immediately fight back. I suddenly found myself in a desperate situation, but I had no choice! Fortunately, at least we can kill their hounds, which can finally comfort me.

The barking of the dog is getting closer and more and more manic. I know that the beast has found us, and the rider who leads the dog is also cautious and desperately wants to pull the hound to slow down the pace. We can already see the alert on his face. I was about to jump out when Neo next to me suddenly pressed my hand and whispered, "I'll kill the dog!" You ambushed!"

Just before I could answer, Neo jumped up and raised his knife and rushed to the hound a few feet away. Two knives were dodged by the beast. Neo completely ignored the rider in front of him and suddenly threw down the knife and grabbed the leash of the dog and dragged it into his arms. When he bit Neo's arm, Neo also struggled to break his neck, and almost at the same time, the rider's knife also stabbed Neo's back.

I probably didn't expect that someone would exchange his life for a dog. The riders behind him were stunned for a long time before rushing this way. Although Neo was several knives in his body, he still struggled to run towards us. I know his intention. He wanted to introduce the other party to the place where Tony and I ambushed. I Looking at all this in front of him calmly, he estimated the distance of the bandits and secretly begged Neo to hold on for a while!

Nio finally lived up to my expectations. He fell heavily in front of me bathed in blood. His blood splashed on my face. I licked the salty blood at the corners of my mouth and looked at the rider who caught up with me. I knew it was time for me to do it!

I jumped up and stabbed into the stomach of two horses before I completely jumped out of the bunker. I don't expect to destroy all the bandits in one fell swoop, but at least I have to kill their horses so that they can no longer chase Desley quickly. Two horses dragging their intestines screamed and ran away and threw two bandits on the horse's back. Tony's knife was really fast enough to kill two people with little waste of physical strength. The remaining bandits hurriedly pulled their horses away and retreated outside our attack range.

Tony and I leaned back and stared alertly at the three riders more than ten feet away. Now it's 3 to 2. We don't fall behind, but without a war horse, we can't deal with the rest of the bandits.

After three riders circled around us a few times, a rider suddenly pointed to the entrance and whistled. From her movements, I recognized her as a " gust of wind". Under her greeting, the two bandits picked up several camels not far away and slowly retreated to the west. A gust of wind obviously doesn't want to fight with us, or after losing the hound, we are already the last clue for her to find Daisy. In the desert, she doesn't need to deal with us specifically, just give us to God.

When the morning sun first rose, Tony and I buried Neo, took the lonely camel and carried a few sheepskin bags on our bodies. Inside were precious water. The camel was exhausted and could not carry too many things. We had to carry enough water by ourselves. The night's rest made us feel energetic and continued to move east against the rising sun. Not far behind her was a gust of wind and her camel team. She didn't hide her intention at all. She just wanted to follow us to find Daisy, or wait for the desert to drag us down and deal with us effortlessly, although However, we know her intentions, but there is nothing we can do. Without horses, we don't even have a chance to fight with her. We just hope that we can get out of this big desert before we are exhausted.

At the end of the day, Tony and I were exhausted. Compared with the gangsters riding on animals, we not only had to walk in the scorching sun, but also carried heavy things. The physical consumption can be imagined. In order to preserve some physical strength, we didn't walk much in a day, and we were even more careless when we rested. I can take turns to rest, knowing that sooner or later we will be dragged down, but I can't imagine it.

"Let's not go at all!" It's the fifth day I separated from Daisy. I only feel dizzy. I just want to lie down forever and can't sleep. I believe Tony is not much better than me. At this time, we need to encourage each other, otherwise everyone can't stick to it.

"Hold on for a few more days. I heard from Samba that if everything goes well, it's time to cross the sea of death in a month and a half," Tony encouraged me and encouraged himself. "It's been almost a month and a half since we started from Saltwater Town. Even if we took some detours halfway, I think we are already on the edge of this desert now. Don't fail!"

Before I could express my confidence, I felt that the reins I was holding sank and almost pulled me down. Looking back, our only camel had fallen to the ground. After more than a month of trek without enough food, it finally fell down. Looking at its already completely slimped hump and slightly twitching hind legs, I knew it was impossible for it to stand up again.

Tony was silent for a moment, then resolutely pulled out the dagger to cut the blood vessels on its neck, and then bent down and sucked the cut blood vessels. After a moment, he raised his head contentedly, wiped the blood stains on his mouth, and greeted me to eat blood like him. For more than a month of dry buns and pickles. The blood attracted me greatly. I bent down like him. As soon as I tasted the fishy and salty blood of his almost cracked tongue, it was as sweet as the jade liquid. With the warm ** swallowing, I felt that my physical strength was recovering little by little.

Tony and I exchanged blood twice before we picked up as much food and water as possible and went on the road again. After a few steps, we couldn't help looking back. Finally, looking at the fallen camel, I was very calm. If we can't get out of the desert before the water and food are consumed, we will be like this camel. Similarly, it becomes two insignificant lives devoured by the sea of death.

In the distance, behind us like vulture, waiting for us to fall, "a gust of wind" and her men, but we are not interested in looking at it again.

We walked forward mechanically. Just when we were almost desperate, a faint green finally appeared on the unchanged eastern horizon. When Tony and I were convinced that it was not a hallucination but a cute camel thorn, we couldn't help crying with joy. The sky here was no longer a horrible blue, and There are clouds blocking too much sunshine. For the first time, we felt that the dark clouds in the sky were so cute!

Before we were excited for more than a cup of tea, the three people had been forced to come to us. Obviously, she didn't want to give us any chance to escape. Tony and I looked at each other in consternation. After more than ten days of heavy burdens, we were already the end of the crossbow, not the opponents of energetic bandits at all, not to mention They also have horses that can charge quickly.

The three rode slowly, but they were not in a hurry to attack. Obviously, the " gust of wind" did not want to be hurt by our battle of trapped beasts. Looking at the three people skillfully dancing the rope of the grassland herdsman's horse, I knew that we didn't even have a chance to fight desperately. If we were energetic, such a rope was for us. There is no threat at all, but now, we are not sure whether we can avoid the fate of being dragged down by the bandits like a condom.

"A gust of wind" took the lead in making trouble, and the rope sleeve was accurately thrown at me. Just as I fell to the ground, the rope of the second gangster's rope came to me again. Obviously, the gangsters wanted to concentrate on subdue me first. I dodged left and right in confusion. After a while, I was out of breath and slowed down. Slow, and Tony couldn't help me at all. Just as I cut off the rope around my neck, I was accurately tied to the wrist with the knife by a gust of wind. He followed her and immediately dragged me to the ground. When my mouth and nose were neutral, I was full of yellow sand and completely lost my resistance!

Tony persisted for a while and was also dragged to the ground. We were dragged on the yellow sand by two war horses. The rough gravel sharpened my ** skin, scratched blood marks on my skin, and the knife in my hand was thrown somewhere. At this time, I completely gave up my unnecessary resistance, only In my heart, I will be ruthless: If I have a chance to revenge in the future, I will definitely take off the "blow of wind" and drag 300 miles in the desert with the fastest horse!

The galloping horse suddenly stopped without warning, and I fainted vaguely heard a " gust of wind" fear, mixed with the rumble of thunder. I haven't heard thunder for more than a month. I think this may be my illusion. I struggled to raise my head. I saw golden snake-like lightning across the sky in the dark sky in front of me, and the sound of thunder rushed towards me. A huge whirlpool gradually formed under the sky in front of me, slowly reaching to the ground like a funnel, when it Finally, when we arrived at the ground, the yellow sand on the ground immediately rose up like a thick dragon and rotated straight to the depths of the sky. The whirlpool rotated faster and faster and the sand pillar became bigger and bigger, slowly pushed towards us.

Trnado! It's a tornado! Let's go!"

I was still enjoying this spectacular scene with great interest, completely forgetting my situation and the pain on my body. A gust of wind had turned the horse's head and ran in the opposite direction. At this time, I felt that although the sand pillar was still some distance away from me, the huge suction had pulled me towards it, as if there was a mysterious force. Attract anything close to it, whether it is a human or a camel.

The sand pillar is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of forcing it is getting faster and faster. I was surprised to see several lost camels sucked in by it, then spinning and rolling in the sand pillar, slowly rising involuntarily, and finally reaching the canopy and floating in the sky. This situation is really strange, interesting and horrible!

Although the "a gust of wind" pulled me to run, the whirlpool is still getting closer and closer, and its suction power is getting bigger and bigger. I can feel that my body is gradually floating and gradually caught up by the whirlpool of sand. The " gust of wind" in front of me is struggling, but I can only step still, even involuntarily slowly. Backward, it seems to be tug-of-war with invisible gods, and I am the tool of their wrestling. Although the two huge forces pull me in severe pain all over, like being torn apart, I still pray that the " gust of wind" will not let go. I don't want to fly high in the sky like those camels!

The yellow sand in the four fields filled the world, so that I could only see that the fight between the horse and the wind was still continuing, and my body was rising higher and higher. Finally, it was almost suspended in the air above my head and feet. There was a strong force that dragged me to the sky. The only thing that prevented me from flying to the sky was the rope that held my wrist and pulled the rope tightly. A gust of wind! I once fantasized about flying like a bird, but I never thought that I would really have a chance to fly, but now I am not like a flying bird, but like a kite hanging in mid-air.

My feet have gradually touched the rapidly rotating airflow of the tornado, and my eyes are gradually confused by the wind and sand. I think I can't escape the fate of flying. There are probably not many opportunities for people to fly like this in their lives. I don't know whether to curse God or thank God. After all, it saved me from a gust of wind and didn't let me die in the hands of a woman, but asked me to be strong in such a way beyond ordinary people's imagination.

A gust of wind seemed to understand that she could not compete with the power of nature with horsepower. She finally gave up her life and began to gallop in the direction of the whirlpool. Although the speed of the mount was far less than the wind speed, when she turned to the third lap, she gradually left the vortex little by little, and the circle of the horse became more and more. The bigger I got, the more I gradually pulled me away from the whirlpool. Although I couldn't pull me free for a while, it still gave me a glimmer of hope.

The sand and dust column rolled up by the tornado wandered aimlessly in the desert. "A gust of wind" also galloped around it. The war horse could not completely pull me out of the whirlpool, but the whirlpool could not completely suck me in. I knew that this was a battle with God's endurance. If the endurance of the war horse lost to the tornado, it would be very good. It and a gust of wind will eventually accompany me to soar high.

The wind speed finally began to slow down. Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, a heart immediately raised its throat, and the speed of the horse fell more significantly. In a moment, it had galloped hundreds of times around the sand and dust column rolled up by the tornado. I don't know how long it could last, and white foam kept pouring out of its mouth.

"A gust of wind" was still beating the horse desperately, but the speed of the war horse was still getting slower and slower. Finally, the horse lost its front hoof. At the moment when the horse lost its hoof, "a gust of wind" hugged the horse's neck. I felt that my body suddenly struggled up, but the wind could no longer absorb the weight of my "butter gust of wind" and the war horse. I was finally relieved. At this time, I felt that the taste of flying was still good.

The wind gradually weakened, and the dust column slowly left us. When I finally fell heavily into the yellow sand, I couldn't help laughing, but my voice was so hoarse that I could hardly make any sound. I covered my dry throat and laughed silently! A few feet away, the "b gust of wind" was not much better than me. Exhausted, she held the fallen mount tightly. The rope was wrapped around her arm, which had been strangled. She kept closing her mouth to me. I knew she wanted to ask me what she was laughing at, but she was too tired to make a sound like me. .

I changed my posture and lay back comfortably in the sand. I don't know when the sky began to rain. I opened my mouth to eat the precious water in the desert. The hot air had already cooled down, making people extremely refreshing all over. I looked around, and the wind and sand around stopped, and the red sun was shining in the west. Yellow sand, but the sky overhead is a rare shade, which is a wonder that can only be seen in the desert. I noticed that except for a gust of wind and her fallen horses, there was no trace of Tony and two other bandits around, not even any camels or horses. I prayed that they would never fly in the sky and slowly get up from the sand.

Almost at the same time, a " gust of wind" slowly stood up. Although she saved me from God, I was not grateful to her at all. If she hadn't need to take Daisy's whereabouts out of my mouth, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been so desperate. Compared with that, I am more grateful to God, who really saved me from a perverted woman.

How's it going? Shall we do it again?" I stared at the "bought" that was more embarrassed than me, and I was confident that our situation had been completely exchanged, and it was time for her to consider how to protect herself. A gust of wind, as I expected, raised one hand and said, "Okay! From now on, let's make a temporary truce and work together to escape from the Gobi Desert!"

The " gust of wind" face scarf had already been sucked into the sky by the tornado. I looked at this desert bandit with an angel-like face but more vicious than the devil. Although I wanted to avenge the companions who died in her hand, I still couldn't attack a woman who had just rescued me from the tornado, and in this In the uninhabited desert, any kind, even the sworn enemy, will make people feel very friendly. I sighed secretly and said helplessly, "Well, I won't embarrass you for the time being, but I don't believe what you say."

"Don't worry, I, Danyun, always do what I say in the desert, otherwise how can I lead a large group of outlaws?" A gust of wind" said and stretched out his hand to me to show his sincerity.

Qi Danyun! I meditated on the name in my heart, and then gave her a high-five and said, "How nice it is to call this name. A woman's nickname is not good, but there is a 'a gust of wind'."

Qi Danyun ignored my sarcasm, and her blue eyes flashed with a trace of interest and asked, "How about you? What's a nice name?"

My face turned red and I didn't want to say my indecent name. She has snickered and said, "I seem to hear people calling you an idiot. This nickname is good and suits you."

"What's wrong with the idiot?" I immediately blushed, "I'm an idiot, but I've repeatedly recognized your treacherous tricks, let dozens of your men be buried in yellow sand, and all your efforts have been in vain. Don't you think you are more cowardly than an idiot now?"

"Don't worry! Don't worry!" Qi Danyun was not as shy and angry as I expected. Instead, she put her hand on her hand and said with a smile, "I seem to remember that a literati in the East said that a person's name may be wrong, but a person's nickname will never be wrong. I don't know if the literati is wrong or you are wrong?"

Seeing her look well, I immediately calmed down and said lightly, "The idiot is ready to leave here now. I don't know what smart people are going to do?" With that, I didn't wait for her to answer and slowly came to the horse that fell behind her and untied the big leather bag hanging from the saddle. As I expected, it was full of water, which was the most precious thing in the desert.

"That's mine!" Qi Danyun shouted. I carried the water bag on my back and said to her in a mocking tone, "I suddenly found that it's really good to be a bandit in the desert. I can rob arbitrarily without considering the life and death of others."

Qi Danyun smiled at my joking eyes and said, "You don't think it's hard to carry water for me. Of course, I can't refuse. At most, I'll give you half of the water in the bag."

I scolded in my heart. I didn't expect that no matter how I pretended to be a scoundrel, she could see that I would not leave her. She squatted beside the war horse who hadn't closed her eyes and waved to Qi Danyun angrily and said, "Use your knife."

"What are you doing?"

"Cut off your tongue!"

I stared at her fiercely, and she smiled again and said, "A sheep is a sheep, and you can't pretend to be a wolf." Saying that she had thrown the dagger in her waist, I took the dagger, inserted it into the throat of the war horse, and immediately ended its pain.

"What are you doing?" Qi Danyun screamed, and I ignored it and skillfully cut a large piece of meat from the thigh of the war horse. I don't know how far it is from the crowded place. This meat is our future food. Seeing that the horse meat has exceeded the weight we can carry, I tied up a few pieces with a rope and threw them to Qi Danyun and said, "Take it, I will live on it in the future."

"I don't eat horse meat!" Qi Danyun screamed again, and I looked at her with joeying eyes and said, "No way? I always thought that you not only eat all kinds of meat, but also eat all kinds of meat.

"If you are extremely hungry, your meat can be considered!" Qi Danyun immediately recognized that I was calling her a female tiger, and immediately roared at me viciously with her teeth. Looking at her teeth as neat as braided and as white jade, I suddenly felt that it was not bad to be bitten by such beautiful teeth. As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but "squeak" and scolded in my heart: You are so fucking cheap!

"What? Where did you think of? Qi Danyun stared at me maliciously, "Why did your face suddenly turn red?"

"Let's go! We don't know how long it will take to get out of the Gobi Desert. Don't waste time!" I carried a few pieces of horse meat tied together on my back and strode to the east. Behind me, Qi Danyun also honestly carried a few pieces of horse meat and followed me closely behind me. At the end of the horizon in front of me, the faint camel stabbed in the scarlet sunset and became more hazy.