The Western Regions refers to the vast land west of the Qin State and east of the Western Continent.

"Chu Ci Lisao" has a record that "the dynasty starts in Tianjin, and the evening reaches the West Pole"; "Zhuangzi Rangwang Chapter" contains: "In the past Zhou Zhixing, there were two scholars in a lonely bamboo, called Boyi and Shuqi. The two of them said to each other: 'I have heard that there are people in the West, who seem to have a Tao, try to look at it. ’”

In terms of geographical division, the Western Regions are neither divided into Western Continents nor Central Continents.

The reason for this is that most of the Western Regions are deserts - its sand is "as white as snow, as bright as the moon and frost", hence the name "white desert".

Although it sounds beautiful, the white desert is by no means good. In the depths of the white desert, it has always been known for its danger and mystery. Only the periphery is relatively safe, and the 36 countries of the Western Regions are also distributed here. From the map, the distribution of the 36 countries resembles a crescent moon, hence the name "Crescent Corridor".

With the rise of trade, the Crescent Corridor became an important trade route between Xizhou and Central, with countless caravans and gold in circulation every year.

Luntai, the last important town in the extreme west of the Qin State, has seen the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and it has risen with trade. Every year, most of the caravans that travel between China and the West pass by here. But whether it is the loss of money or the abundance of money, it is not worth the old man's second glance.

Even the industrial "iron dragon" bowed its head in front of the cliffs of the Western Regions - camels and horses are still the main means of transporting goods from a thousand years ago to the present.

The colors of the old era are particularly vivid here, and the traces of industrialization cannot help but come to an abrupt end. Dating back thousands of years, wind and sand and camel bells are the labels that the city can't tear off.

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Wang Xiang is over forty years old, half of the Hu blood, with slightly curly hair, deep facial features, and a figure that is not tall but powerful. Because of the perennial business, the skin was tanned.

Wang Xiang has been walking the Crescent Corridor for more than 30 years since he was sixteen years old. At this time, he was counting the goods and preparing for the merchants in a few days.

"Uncle, excuse me. A gentle young voice came from Wang Xiang's side.

Wang Xiang turned his head and saw a handsome young man standing beside him.

The boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with neat short hair, a black buttoned jacket, a pen pinned to the cuff, and a large bag on his back that did not match his thin body.

Wang Xiang looked carefully, and saw that the young man's skin was fair, his five fingers were slender and there were no calluses, and he was bookish, so he estimated that he was not a rich man. So he asked, "What advice does the little young master have?"

"I'm just a traveler. Qianzhou was a little embarrassed, "I heard that the caravan was going to go through the crescent corridor tomorrow, so I came here to join a group." ”

This is indeed one of the business of the caravan.

Many travelers choose to pay a sum of money to an experienced caravan when crossing the desert and travel in a group. After all, "there are many evil ghosts and hot winds in the sand river, and if they meet, they will all die, and none of them will be perfect." There are no birds above, no beasts below, looking all over the polar eyes, wanting to cross the place, then they don't know what to do, only the dead man's dry bones as the mark ear. ”

However, the caravan will also be careful to screen people when they are in a group, so as not to blend into the internal behavior of the sand bandits.

Wang Xiang looked at Qianzhou again, and felt that the young man had an extraordinary bearing and clear eyes, and he really didn't look like a bad person, so he nodded and agreed: "But I can't leave in the past two days, there is a sandstorm outside, and it will take a few days to go." ”

Qianzhou nodded.

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From Yundu to the north by boat from Yushui, across the Qinling Mountains, and then by train all the way to the west. Along the way, Qianzhou can be described as dusty, but the people and things along the way have also benefited a lot.

As the saying goes, "read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles", Qianzhou has grown thousands of ravines in his chest along the way, and the questions in the book have suddenly become clear, and the essentia around him has become more and more calm and concise.

Thinking that it was still some time before noon, Qianzhou thought about walking around Luntai before making plans.

Luntai is indeed worthy of the reputation of "the first town in the northwest". The crowd is bustling, and the restaurants are dazzling. From the desserts of the south of the Yangtze River, the snacks of the Central Plains, to the specialties of the Western Regions, and then to the various foods of the Western Continent, it fully satisfies people with different languages and hair colors.

If you think of it, the international metropolis of the original earth is nothing more than that.

Thinking of this, Qianzhou can't help but feel a subtle sense of pride in his heart - yes, this is the magnificent world of my pen!

"Sorry, borrowed. "Suddenly, a man hit a thousand boats.

How keen the senses of the transcendent were, Qian Zhou immediately found that the man had taken his wallet at that moment.

Qianzhou immediately grabbed the man's arm with his backhand: "Stop, thief." ”

The man tried to break free, but found that the young man's hand was like an iron hoop, and he couldn't break free no matter what. So the man was ruthless and pulled out the dagger from his waist: "Dead little ghost, let go." ”

Qianzhou just stretched out his other hand and clasped the man's palm, with a slight effort.

The man cried out in pain, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Qianzhou pressed the man's shoulders and easily clasped the man's hands behind his back.

When the man saw the hard stubble, he couldn't help but say forgiveness: "Childe, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai." The wallet will be returned to you, and the villain will be released?"

"Since you committed theft, I will naturally send you to the police station. Qianzhou was unmoved.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the man couldn't help but scold, and all kinds of foul words were unbearable.

Qianzhou frowned and ignored it.

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of the patrol officers.

After talking to the patrol officer, Qianzhou realized that this person was actually a repeat offender.

After Qianzhou got his wallet back and the patrol took people away, the onlookers also dispersed.

"I thought you were going to break his hand. Just as Qianshu was about to leave, a young girl came over.

The girl has fair skin, picturesque eyebrows, and a little tear mole under her left eye, but she is frank and open-minded, and there is a majestic atmosphere under her eyes. The long black hair is tied up like a man, I don't know if it is tied casually, or the hair is too long, and after the bun is tied, a lot of it hangs down from the back of the head, which is both sassy and free.

The girl's dress is a skirt with red lines on a black background, but the cuffs are tied, the waist is trimmed, and the skirt is also cut to facilitate movement, outlining the figure exquisitely. As for accessories, the girl did not wear any complicated jewelry, only a small jade gourd pinned to her waist.

"Why did I break his hand?" asked Chishu rhetorically.

Seeing that Qianzhou was really confused, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Because you are extraordinary." He took the initiative to offend you, and as long as you didn't beat him to death in the street, no one else would say anything. ”

"But I didn't become a transcendent to steal from me, I broke his hand, and I beat him to death when someone called me a dirty person. His mistakes are judged by their own laws. Qianzhou said seriously.

Hearing this, the girl's face turned straight and bowed: "Your Excellency is a true gentleman!"

Qianzhou hurriedly returned the salute: "Praise it." ”

"White Deer Academy, Jiang Qinghan. ”

"Traveler, Thousand Boats. ”

Jiang Qinghan nodded in greeting, but had no intention of continuing to talk, and the same was true for Qianzhou.

The wind is light and the clouds are calm, and the two people who met in Pingshui said goodbye.