No, he can't just stay there, he can't sit still!

Dongfang Qi'an managed to calm down, put his ear to the ground, and carefully discerned it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoTo the southeast, there is a faint low chirping of birds.

There should be a water source in that place!

Dongfang Qi'an's heart couldn't help but surge with ecstasy, and he tried to cheer up, lifted his legs, which had long been numb, and moved towards the southeast step by step.

I don't know how long it took to walk, but there weren't three hours, but there were two hours. Just when he was about to hold on, the sound of rushing water suddenly became clear.

A clear river suddenly appeared in sight, less than a mile away. At this time, he happened to be standing on the high sand dune, and the small river was not far ahead.

"There's water!"

Dongfang Qi'an couldn't help but be overjoyed, roared in a hoarse voice, and climbed down the sand dunes and ran in the direction of the river.

While running, I couldn't help but worry: Could this small river be the mirage? In the depths of the desert, there is such a big river, isn't it an illusion?

No, it won't! God, you wouldn't be so cruel to him. He has always been kind to others, hard enough and diligent, and he sacrificed his life to save his comrades before. God, I will definitely leave him a little way to live

Nervous, he rushed to the river as fast as he could.

Actually, it's a small river, it's a bit too much, and it should be a small stream. However, in the depths of this desert, such a small stream is enough to be called a small river by the world!

"Water, it's water! It's not an illusion, it's water! ”

Dongfang Qi'an raised his hands high, looked up at the sky, and roared.

Immediately, I couldn't wait to put my hand into the clear stream, rubbed it vigorously a few times, plunged my head into the cool water, and washed it happily. After washing his hands and face, he picked up the water and drank it beautifully. Then he took out the gourd, washed it carefully, and filled it with it.

At this moment, I finally felt a little relieved.

He looked around again, but found no enemy, so he simply plucked the gourd, put it by the stream, jumped into the stream, and washed himself from head to toe. He hadn't washed for three months, and in such a hot weather, he felt that he was even more miserable than the beggar.

The weather is so hot, you don't have to worry about getting sick, after washing, wear moist clothes, and it won't be long before the clothes will dry through.

Unfortunately, the water problem has been solved, and there is still nothing to eat. What to do? Can you find something to eat around here?

For the past three months, he has relied on the small bag of fried soybeans and a small bag of dried bayberry that he has carried. The bag of soybeans is only about a catty, and every two hours, I eat five or six grains. About half a catty of dried bayberry, every time I eat soybeans, I have that one in my mouth.

Moreover, at that time, he had not yet entered the depths of the desert, and he could still encounter a small oasis every once in a while. You can dig wild vegetables, pick mushrooms, and even hunt a hare or two. On several occasions, he also went through the herdsmen's pastures and stole a sheep.

I really didn't eat or drink, and it was only for five or six days.

Before that, he hadn't eaten a bite of food or drunk a sip of water for five days. Today, if he hadn't encountered this small stream, he would definitely not have been able to hold on!

I drank a stomach full of water, but because I was hungry, my legs were weak, and I didn't even have the strength to walk. At this time, if there is an enemy, he can only be captured.

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Oriental Painting Brocade "charged" all the way, cleared the obstacles, and finally came to Mrs. Ma.

Mrs. Ma was shocked and angry, and scolded the people around her: "What's going on? What do you all eat? I actually let this trampling person break into my place! What are you still doing? Hurry up, tie up this trampling man, and beat me hard! This time, don't break her legs, don't gouge out one of her eyes, and never stop! ”

Dongfang Huajin stood ten paces away from Mrs. Ma, motionless, calm and calm, looking at her with a smile. The gaze is extremely sharp, and the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes.

Trampling?! Break my leg? Gouge out an eye?!

What a vicious word, what a cruel heart! And, you old thing, today you touched my bottom line! Originally, I wanted to let you go, but now it seems that there is no need for this!

Looking at the maid who was approaching step by step, Dongfang Huajin sneered, and danced the stick in his hand vigorously. Not surprisingly, the dozen or so arrogant and bold or timid maids were soon swept to the ground, and they couldn't get up for half a day.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ma couldn't help but tremble with fright: "You, don't mess around!" You, what do you want to do? Yes, there is something to say, don't do it! ”

At this moment, she finally believed that the guards and house slaves outside had been taken down by Oriental Painting Brocade. Today, there are no more reinforcements. No matter how much you don't want to bow your head, there is no way.

Dongfang Huajin walked over, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and hit her right leg hard. Before, this hateful woman was made to beat Xiaocao's leg with a stick like this.

"Hey, it hurts! If you have any requirements, just say it! Mrs. Ma grinned in pain, wailed, and looked at the Oriental Painting Brocade with fear.

Dongfang Huajin put the wooden stick on his shoulder, and said sharply: "I want to go back to my mother's house today, since I got married, I haven't gone back to the door in three dynasties!" You don't need to prepare a gift, just give me three hundred taels of silver! In addition, I want a good carriage and a deed of sale for the rough maid winter melon! ”

Mrs. Ma hurriedly responded: "Well, I just promise!" ”

Hurriedly glared at a mother-in-law: "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up, give the young grandmother three hundred taels of silver! ”

The mother-in-law hurriedly responded, turned around and took three silver tickets of one hundred taels, handed them to Dongfang Huajin, and said with a flattering smile: "Grandma, this is the silver ticket of Huitong Bank, which can be used all over the country!" ”

Dongfang Huajin stretched out his hand to take it and snorted coldly: "What about the deed of sale of winter melon?" Also, I want a good carriage! ”

Mrs. Ma was secretly annoyed, and she wanted to snatch the stick and beat the Oriental Painting Brocade to death with a stick. However, he didn't have the guts, so he had to ask the woman to get the deed of sale and give the Oriental Painting Brocade.

In addition, he instructed a maid to hurry up and prepare the carriage.

Winter melon, twelve-year-old, is the only warmth of the oriental grass in this horse house. In the past days, if it weren't for the winter melon secretly taking care of her, Xiaocao might have died long ago. This time, the reason why she didn't eat or drink for three days in a row was also because the place where she lived was strictly guarded.

Winter melon tried to get close several times and sent her a little food and drink, but she was unsuccessful. For this reason, he also involved the winter melon and was beaten with 30 boards. Now, I don't know what that is.

Oriental Painting Brocade was very anxious.

When I came to the courtyard, I found that the winter melon was cleaning the courtyard with injuries. Fortunately, there are no wounds on her face, so I guess they are all in a place where I can't see them.

"Winter melon, don't sweep it, come with me! In the future, you will be one of my men! Your deed of sale is now in my hands. Oriental Painting Brocade strode towards her.

Winter melon was surprised and delighted, and immediately threw the broom on the ground, and said happily: "Grandma, are you okay?" Is the wound healed? ”

Grandma looks in good spirits, the wound must be much better, right?

Five days later, Oriental Painting Brocade came to the border barracks three hundred miles away, and strode towards the generalissimo's tent. The generalissimo with a group of officers greeted him in front of the tent, and the generalissimo, who was in his forties, was set off more and more calmly by a group of young officers in his early twenties.

A young lieutenant attracted the attention of Oriental Painting.

This person is sixteen or seventeen years old, and his appearance is very handsome, and his eyebrows are picturesque, like a fairy. The eyes are deep and wise, and a pair of large and bright phoenix eyes are shining. The whole person is calm and calm, calm and introverted, and between gestures, it gives people a feeling of nobility and elegance, and floats out of the dust.

Wow, what a handsome guy! No, this handsome guy, how can she have a very familiar feeling? It's as if this man has existed in his life for a long, long time, just like a lifetime.

This feeling is very strange, even a little weird.

In her previous life, she was an atheist, and she traveled to this ancient dynasty, and suddenly she was not so firmly opposed to gods and ghosts. Half-believing is her current concept.

This young officer, named Song Ci, is a bit mysterious in this barracks. It is said that no one other than the generalissimo knows exactly where he came from. Anyway, it's either rich or expensive.

Song Ci's gaze has also been following the Oriental Painting Brocade.

As soon as this girl appeared, she firmly attracted his attention.

I don't know why, he always felt that this girl was very familiar, and gave him a very cordial and warm feeling. It's like knowing each other for a lifetime, relying on each other for a lifetime, and being the most important beloved relative in that life.

This girl, as if she was destined for the love of his life, was the girl he had been waiting for for many years, and the one he wanted to marry back home.

Over the years, he has been very reluctant to arrange a room with his elders, but he does not refuse to go on a blind date with a woman arranged by his elders. However, one by one, he was very disappointed and resolutely refused to marry those blind dates. Because he has always felt that those girls are not the other half of his life, not the women he wants to be with for life.

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