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The wild sand is flying, the golden veins become soft and weak, several abrupt sand dunes in the distance are deeply sunken and swirling and stacked, the black dead trees are swaggering violently, the roots of the trees do not know where to extend, piled up with several thick covers, and the intuition is buried in the loess, and it is entangled with people. The red sun in the northwest is still steaming and roasting frantically, the sky is quenched with the red of agate ghosts, and the heat wave rides the wind, shouting drippingly, and hitting the red pieces of the face. The lips were like two pieces of bark, and the bloodstained hands had no pain, and they loosened weakly, and the long sword let out a moan from under the tree. Zuo Zhong slowly lifted the tattered thatched robe draped over his body and reluctantly threw it aside. His throat was burning, and he couldn't even raise the smoke in his throat, and he could only swallow a little bitter saliva. His right foot was buried in the yellow sand, and he was not allowed to move in his trousers and boots, and he leaned quietly under the dead tree, waiting for the yellow mist to swallow up. In this ghost domain, there were ten, thirty, and eighty zhang....... The owner of the Mae Villa, the invincible "Lan Zhi Sword" in the rivers and lakes, is also so unbearable at the foot of the Yellow Sand at this moment. Zuo Zhong opened his dry eyes slightly, glanced at the chaotic sky, and smiled sarcastically. A bag of belongings fell out of his bosom, stopped on his right-hand side, and was momentarily covered by a layer of yellow sand. In his hand, he grabbed a fist of hot gravel, and his lips opened slightly, but his throat was swept by the wind, and he held his breath.

The camel bells in the wind, accompanied by long nonsense, broke the noise, and a dark figure swayed on the high hills. The roaring sand was not willing to provoke, but only peeked in silence. Closer, the phoenix flower's gauze skirt spread out half of the sky, and the long hair disturbed by the green clouds and the colorful clothes on the body stretched out. I saw a pair of nimble crescent moon shoes fluttering lightly, and she took out a transverse flute from her pouch, and her jade lips were slightly shy. This crisp sound is very different from the pure flavor of Huqu, as if it is the murmur of a blue bird, the gurgling stream of the empty green valley, and the fury of the yellow wind, which is long away from the sand and scattered on the ground. The camel's paws stepped out of rows of small sand nests and descended from the mound. The shadows grew brighter and more colorful. Passing through the winding sand road to the back of the dead trees, in the tender starry eyes, a corner of the gray clothes fluttering in the wind slowly enlarged. With a blink of his eyes, he jumped off his hunchback, turned around and saw the man on the ground. The man's face was covered with a shallow layer of scattered yellow sand, covering red marks, and his messy hair was covered with yellow gravel.

The woman smiled and bent her eyebrows.

Slender fingers caressed the stone-like face, and the small bells on the silver chain were dingding.

The man on the clay bed was woken up by the sound of a sheep. When I opened my aching eyes, it was not yesterday. On the stove was a bitter sand pot, and the earthen house was small, with only three or two small stools and a low yellow wood round table, and a basket covered with a white cloth was placed next to the yellow cupboard. The left Zhong is wearing a thick cotton mattress, and a small window on the right half of the wall reveals a ray of daylight. He moved his arm slightly, and raised his thigh, although it was a little stiff, but it was not a big deal, he breathed a sigh of relief, gently lifted the mattress with his right hand, and beckoned him to sit up. Zuo Zhong had wounds on his right hand and legs, and his back was not badly injured, plus he was crawling in the desert, and his muscles and veins were unlucky, so he could fall to the ground by bending his body at this time. His teeth are tight, and the admired martial arts master will also have times when he can't stand up. Zuo Zhong felt pain a few times, and then sat on the bed panting. In the blink of an eye, I saw the sword on the table, and there seemed to be an object like a handkerchief next to it. Zuo Zhong raised his legs, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he wiped his hands and grabbed the edge of the couch. When he looked up and saw the wooden frame on top of the bed, he reached for it. I thought to myself: I don't know what kind of delicate person saved me? Hold up the double frame, walk to the table, and sit on the stool. Zuo Zhong first looked at his sword, the hilt of the sword was polished by his hand, and it was much rougher. Pulling out the scabbard, the sword body was still sharp and shiny, and Zuo Zhong smiled knowingly. But only then did I pay attention to the things next to it, a delicate red flower handkerchief, but also embroidered with exquisite texture, there is no graceful atmosphere of the Central Plains embroidered handkerchief, but from the embroidery work, it can be seen that its owner is spiritual. Zuo Zhong pulled his lips and put away the veil. There was a lively sound in his ears, and he walked out with the frame.

It was nearly noon. When you walk out of the earthen house, there is a two-sided walled courtyard, the courtyard has no door, although it is low, but it is wide. A grape trellis was propped up on the edge of each side of the wall with a few broken logs, and connected to the courtyard on the other side of the wall, to another house. The grape leaves could be seen far behind, and the sheep were fed in the wooden fence, which was larger than that of Middle-earth, but very thin, with longer horns. In front of the courtyard is a narrow street, where people come and go, and you can see people setting up stalls and buying and selling. On the other side of the street, there are the same houses. There were many people in the streets, unlike Middle-earth, children in flower-gowned cloth coats, eating with their mouths, some chasing and playing, old men with wooden sticks wandering around the front of the house and talking, young women playing the huqin, and camels carrying them and their goods to the other side. Zuo Zhong looked at it and thought about it for a while.

"Hey, you're awake!" Zuo Zhong heard a woman's crisp voice in his ears, and then he came back to his senses. Carrying a basket on his back, wearing purple round-toed shoes, a ring-neck gold chain, a red phoenix tail skirt, a two-wheel pendant, a colored rope braid behind the right ear and hanging on his chest, and a silver step on the top button. The girl in front of her should not be more than a double ten, but she has a bright smile, snow-white skin, apricot eyebrows, and lovely eyes. "Are you okay?" Zuo Zhong thought to himself: Could it be that she saved me and brought me here? Here it is......"

"This is my house—you've been asleep for four days, and your injuries are hard to heal, and you've done a lot of tricks, but you're finally awake!" the woman laughed.

“....... Thank you girl for taking care of me, I am grateful. ”

The woman said, "It's good that you're okay." ”

"May I ask the girl's name?"

"What is not famous, my name is Meng Xiying, just call me A-Ying. ”

“....... Well, Miss A-Ying. Zuo Zhong thought about it.

The woman laughed, "Hehe, you're still blushing, do you talk to girls like that?"

Zuo Zhong's face was hot when she said this.

"Hehe, what about you, what's your name?"

"Zuo Zhong. ”

Zuo Zhong....... It seems that you are from the Central Plains, I will call you Brother Zuo! Hey, where do you live, how did you come here?"

Zuo Zhonggang wanted to agree, but he thought again: Although he is in another country, his injuries have not healed, it is better not to reveal his identity. He replied, "I am a merchant, and I was a merchant in the Central Plains, and I was separated from the caravan by a strong wind and sand, and I was lost in the desert. ”

"Oh, really...... But I see that your dress is different from that of the merchants of Middle-earth!, and besides, you are penniless, and you have a sword, and you have many wounds, I don't think you are an ordinary merchant, are you?"

Zuo Zhong chuckled. “...... Sure enough, the girl still saw through it. ”

The woman smiled. "I think your martial arts must be very powerful, just like Daddy said, there are many martial arts masters in the Central Plains, then you must be too~"

Zuo Zhong smiled. “...... I'm in such a situation, the girl said that she was a master, and I was really ashamed. ”

"Oops, it's fine. It is said that the world is impermanent, and there will always be bumps and bumps when you go out. ”

Zuo Zhong said again: "I didn't expect that the girl was also an open-minded person. ”

Meng Xiying's cheeks were slightly red and she smiled.

"I also want to thank the girl for saving her life. ”

Hearing this, Meng Xiying said with a smile: "Hehe, I'm not your savior, the person who saved you is my sister, don't you remember?"

"Hmm?...... Isn't the girl my savior?" Zuo Zhong thought about it in his heart, very embarrassed. Seeing this, the woman took out a blue silk handkerchief embroidered with birds from her waist bag, and hurriedly said: "This is my silk handkerchief, the silk handkerchief of each girl here is embroidered differently, when my sister fed you medicine yesterday, she wiped it for you and left the handkerchief, don't you see?" Zuo Zhong heard this, and hurriedly took out the red silk handkerchief from his arms, and was worried for a while. Zuo Zhong was embarrassed and said in a low voice: "Is it really Sister Ling who saved me......

Meng Xiying said: "That's still fake! Don't you know, you were almost buried in the yellow sand at that time, and you were dying, but fortunately, my sister went to the oasis to get water, and she saved you through the desert." Otherwise, you'd be dead! Zuo Zhong smiled, quietly thinking that he had given up the idea of survival at that time, and he didn't expect to be rescued by well-wishers and bow down to take care of himself. I don't know what this good girl looks like? Meng Xiying looked at Zuo Zhong, who was distracted, and felt that it was strange, so she called him. "Hey—what are you thinking?" Zuo Zhong hurriedly straightened his thoughts and said, "No...... Nothing ......."

"Hmph, it's nothing, it's all laughing!" Meng Xiying smiled.

Zuo Yixiao's face was hot, and then he said, "Don't be surprised, girl...... I was in a coma, so ......"

"Just look at you fool, when I rescued you that day, I was lying on top of my Arhan like a dead pig!"

"Ah...... Who is Al Khan?"

"It's my sister's camel, in order to save you, my sister walked back!"

"This ...... I'm really embarrassed...... I ......" Zuo Zhong didn't know what to say for a while.

"Okay, okay, who called me Sister is the kindest person here! She is always like this, she cares about people, and people like her very much, but she hurts me the most! ”

"Ah Ying, are you at home?" Meng Xiying said when she heard this: "...... Sister? Sister is back. ”

When Zuo Zhong heard this, he looked at the entrance of the courtyard. The phoenix flower skirt moves with the wind, the long hair is unadorned, scattered behind the back, the chin is wrapped around a soft neck veil, and a white stone jade is ringed between the forehead; the bell and silver chain on the hand are scattered, the willow leaf pendant hangs from the left ear, a pair of exquisite crescent shoes, which are more beautiful than the fairies of the heavenly palace; the skin is fair, the eyes are like the moon, the eyebrows are like willows on the shore, and half of the face is separated by only a scarf, but you can easily feel her tenderness. Although her beauty is not the grace of Jiangnan, it is better than the decoration of poetry and painting. Zuo Zhong's eyes were staring, and he lost his mind for a long time. Meng Xiying said: "Brother Zuo, this is my sister." The woman looked at him, her eyes bent, and she slowly took off her scarf.

The breeze blows across the face, and there is a smell of fragrance.

Meng Xiying looked at the two people who were at a loss, snickered, and said, "Hey-you two, I also said Brother Zuo! I just found out that both of you will blush~" The woman listened, smiled and lowered her head. Zuo Zhong didn't dare to look at it again, his face was hot. Meng Xiying said: "Okay, I don't care about the two of you, I still have to send these dates to Grandpa Nan's house, you can talk slowly!

The atmosphere seemed to freeze. After a while, Zuo Zhong took two steps forward. The atmosphere was slightly awkward. Zuo Zhong was silent for a moment, and then spat out: "...... Girl, I'll ......" The woman smiled again and said, "I can probably guess what Childe wants to say." There is no need to thank you, but to see that the son has fallen to this, it must be the middle of the family, so there is such a difficulty. ”

Zuo Zhong's heart was blocked, and he didn't say a word.

Suddenly, the woman remembered something, took out a bag of things wrapped in butter paper from her pouch, and asked softly, "...... Zuo Gongzi, is this yours?"

Zuo Zhong's eyes tightened, and he smiled: "Huh, I thought I would never find it again, it turned out to be ...... girl's place."

The woman asked, "What is this?"

"Orchid seeds. ”

"Orchid, is it a beautiful flower?"

"Yes, if you plant it this season, it will grow in the second half of the year. ”

The woman smiled and said, "That must be beautiful." Seeing that you cherish it so much, you must like it very much. ”

"yes. Zuo Zhong stared at the woman's face.

The woman lowered her head and asked, "Can I see it?"

"Of course...... However, it can't be planted for the time being, and the weather here should not be suitable for orchids. ”

"That's right. This is Futu City, the land of the Western Regions, where orchids cannot be grown. ”

"Float?"

"Hmm. My mother is from Qiuzi, and I met my father when I was selling silk in Middle-earth, and I lived there for a while, and then my father took our sisters back to their homeland. ”

Zuo Zhong said: "I see, no wonder Miss Aying can see at a glance that I am not a businessman." ”

The woman smiled: "Ah Ying speaks very aggressively, but she has a good heart, don't be surprised." ”

"Where, Miss A-Ying has a bold temperament and is very easy to get along with. Zuo Zhong raised his head, never met the woman's painted eyes, was ashamed for a while, and then turned to say: "...... I haven't asked the girl's name yet......"

The woman smiled and said, "Moon Yin." Meng Yueyin. ”

“....... Left Zhong. ”

The wind ruffled the woman's black hair, blew the silver bells, and blew off the grape leaves.

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