Westbound Exit (6)

Mu Qing saw that her age was no different from Yinghua, and her temperament was so bold and bold, so he suddenly fell in love, so he reached out and took the horse-headed silver knife, looked back and forth, and it was really delicate and meticulous, the blade was thin and sharp. When the little girl saw her take it, her face was overjoyed. Mu Qing picked up the silver knife, turned his back to everyone, approached her with a smile, took one of her hands and gently pressed it on his chest, the little girl's face with a shy smile became more and more red, and she lowered her head deeply. Suddenly, she raised her head in disbelief, and her shyness had completely faded, replaced by a look of surprise. Mu Qingwei nodded, took away her palm, took out a tired silk gold from her arms, and carefully placed it in her palm. In her still amazed gaze, she stepped on the stirrup and got on the horse and went with the crowd.

Along the way, everyone galloped without saying a word, all of them were shocked by the boundless mountains in the twilight in the distance. Mu Qing grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, Yuhang Gu Mansion leaned on the mountain, and at this time, she knew that the mountain of Yuhang can only be regarded as a small mound, the majestic mountains in front of her are like towering copper walls and iron walls, black and yellow mottled mountains are hidden under the snow, spreading on the vast wasteland, majestic, quiet, mysterious. It shook her heart like a war drum for a while, and then opened her heart again, and stretched out peacefully into the boundless distance.

He Sui Zhao led the horse and sang loudly, her voice was wide and deep, but she didn't understand what she was singing. suddenly remembered that his surname was He Sui, and he should also be a descendant of Xianbei, and the lyrics in his mouth were probably Xianbei words. The melody is vigorous and rough, and those who listen to it can't help but be moved.

"What are you singing?" Mu Qing took the initiative to gossip with him for the first time.

He lost his usual frivolity, and said with a hearty smile: "The pastoral song of the Ele people, Xianbei tune, sings about the scene in front of him." ”

"What does it mean to sing?"

He Suizhao turned his head to look at her with interest, and then looked at the junction of the vast sky, mountains, and earth in the distance, and said slowly: "Eilechuan." Under the Yin Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows the grass to see cattle and sheep. ”

Mu Qing sneered, "The lyrics are straightforward, but they are so wild, where do the cattle and sheep come from?" ”

Kang Saburo in front tightened the reins, slowed down, and interjected: "Don't look at it barren at this time." In July and August, the water and grass are abundant and beautiful, a thousand miles of blue, and it is good-looking. ”

Mu Qing pursed her lips and smiled, and looked into the distance with her horse, imagining the scene described by Kang Saburo in her mind, and secretly thinking that if there was a coming year, she would definitely come with Du Ruhui to experience this majestic momentum. If they have children. You should also come here to see and open your mind. Just thinking about it, Kang Saburo suddenly turned around and said loudly: "Everyone hurry up, it's not right." There are more than 50 miles to go, and there is a place to stay. ”

She looked up. The twilight was low, and the sky was a quiet blue, deep and clear, and there was nothing wrong with it. If you look closely, there seems to be a hint of dark red looming in the distance. She just thought it was late, and it turned out to be abnormal. The crowd hurried up, whipping up. has been bumping on horseback for a day, and at this time Mu Qing has felt overdrawn. For some reason, there was a faint stabbing pain in the lower left corner of the abdomen, as if the diaphragm was responding to something sharp. This kind of vague pain started early yesterday morning, and it was attacking at intervals, and now it was getting worse and worse, and it hurt so much that cold sweat broke out at the corners of her forehead, and she didn't realize that she lost her speed and fell behind everyone.

He Suizhao saw that she was lagging behind, holding the reins in his hand, and when he approached her, he saw that her face was unusually pale, her brows were wrinkled, and the originally soft lines on her face also collapsed and stiffened. "What's going on?" He asked, tilting his head sideways. Mu Qing couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head weakly at him, raise his chin in front of him, and signal him to continue his journey. He walked silently beside her for a while, then suddenly approached, grabbed her arm, and whispered, "Let go." Before she could react, Mu Qing's hand holding the reins let go uncontrollably, and in an instant, the whole person was pulled from the horse's back and rose into the air, and when she understood, she was already sitting sideways in front of him.

A sense of anger rose in Mu Qing's heart, and he said angrily: "He Suizhao, you have repeatedly violated with words, I have always cared about you, how can you ......?"

"If Qi Niang is willing, you can have a good time with me, He Sui is asking for it, but he has to keep his life to make it." He made a salivating face, half flattering and half threatening, and said: "How can you be embarrassed to look like this?" What's the use of being stubborn? You don't blame me for being rude, if there is a mistake, who will go to Jincheng Pass to mediate? How can I have the face to explain to Brother Du? ”

Although the world is open-minded, women riding with other men, if they are in Beijing or in a prosperous city, they will still be looked at sideways and secretly scolded. When everyone heard the movement, they only glanced back at the two of them, and didn't say much, and even Ada didn't look at He Suizhao. Everyone sighed in their hearts that this lotus-like lady in Jiangnan Tangzhong is really not easy, this way to break through the interception, eat and sleep, non-stop towards the Longtan Tiger's Den, most men in the world do not have this courage, and she is just a weak female stream, it is surprising to be able to hold on to this time, and there is nothing to blame.

Mu Qing had no choice but to let He Suizhao stop him and curl up in front of him, covering his abdominal corners and trying to adjust his breathing, gradually relieving a lot of pain. Kangzaburo, who was leading the way, slowly stopped his horse, waved his hand and stopped the horses behind him, and anxiously ordered everyone to take out the shawl-like gauze, wrap it around the neck three or four times, and cover his mouth and nose tightly. "The sandstorm is just around the corner." Mu Qing didn't know what the sandstorm was, and when he heard He Suizhao's stern tone, he knew that it should not be underestimated, so he hurriedly wrapped his veil firmly in his appearance, covering almost his entire face and hair bun, and only his eyes were exposed.

In the end, I couldn't get to the place of refuge, and without a stick of incense, the sky seemed to be cut off by Qiqi, one side was still a beautiful dark blue, and the other side was like a gray-yellow wall, the gray-yellow was getting closer and closer, and it was connected into a line in the sky, like a yellow dragon rolling, and it was already like the roar of thousands of old cows, and it was like a muffled thunder rolling. The writhing Yellow Dragon became wider and wider, constantly pressing forward, and the head and face were pressed down from top to bottom, and in a moment, the teaching people fell into a thick yellow fog unexpectedly, and they could not see their companions with each other, nor could they see the situation around them, and they could not even see their own hands again.

Her eyes could no longer see, coupled with the terrifying whining of the wind, Mu Qing was completely overwhelmed, and the strong wind seemed to push her off the horse. The gravel and gravel in the wind kept rubbing against her bare skin, and she couldn't open her eyes. From time to time, large or sharp sand and gravel smashed indiscriminately on her hand and forehead, and the stinging pain that pierced her skin made her instinctively want to scream, but even with the veil covered, there was still fine sand rushing into her mouth. She couldn't feel the presence of anyone else, nor could she sense the speed of the horses in the sandstorm, except for the heavy breathing of He Suizhao that sounded intermittently above her head.

Suddenly, she was pulled back by an arm and slammed into a thick chest. But it was a completely unfamiliar breath, and then she was covered by a cloak, she twisted her shoulders, propped up her arms and pushed outward twice, but the other party did not move. "Don't move! A moment of patience is enough. He Suizhao's muffled voice in the gauze appeared in her ears, Mu Qing closed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and waited.

The howling of the ghost and the wolf howled for about an hour, and finally slowly stopped. Carry the sand and gravel to wreak havoc elsewhere. Mu Qing only felt that there was a night as long, and when the cloak around her was lifted by He Suizhao, she found that he was actually resisting the wind and sand sword for her, so that the back of his hand was on his cheek. There were many small abrasion marks, and the larger ones were still oozing a trace of blood red. The anger she had been holding back suddenly dissipated when she saw these scratches of different sizes and lengths. Reduced to a bland "thank you".

He Suizhao took off his cloak, shook off the sand on his head, and then patted his robe. raised his eyebrows and said, "Your thank you is worth a thousand gold." I have sacrificed myself to protect each other many times, and I always got a faint and tasteless thank you from Qi Niang, which taught people not to chill. ”

She turned her head away from him, the intermittent tingling pain in her lower abdomen was gone, the sky was completely dark after the sandstorm, the sky was as black as a spar, and she couldn't see where the moon was, and countless stars hung in the canopy and swayed slightly, completely different from the majesty of the day, and the wasteland under the night had another vast and quiet beauty. The sun is warm during the day, but at night it is as if you have fallen into an ice cave, and the cold is unusually cold, so you have to wrap your fur cloak again. Mu Qing didn't have to ride a horse, sat sideways in front of He Suizhao, wrapped his cloak tightly, looked up at the stars in the sky, and suddenly remembered the summer night when he was a child, Daddy took her to the cool pavilion halfway up the mountain, and it was also a night when the moon and clouds could not be found, Daddy pointed to the stars in the sky and told her the names of those star officials, and later she rummaged out Taishi Gong's "Book of Heavenly Officials" in the study, and forced Yu Li to quietly take her to the pavilion several times, and read those stars carefully before giving up.

Now thinking about those childhood things, I am no longer as sad as I was two years ago, I only feel naughty and funny when I was young, and the corners of my lips unconsciously raise when I think about it. He Suizhao was behind her, looking at her slightly upturned chin and her lips curled up in the sky, and for a while the soft lines on her face shocked him, it was clearly not stunning, but it was so beautiful that it was moving. He sighed quietly and looked over her head to see the road ahead.

In front of the shadow of a castle tower, to the front, everyone with the reins of the horse, Kang Saburo with four guards lit the fire fold, slowly approached, in the darkness vaguely recognized this is a large stone pile of castle tower, the original scale should be magnificent, but now it has collapsed a small half, I am afraid that it has been abandoned for a long time.

Everyone got off their horses, followed the faint light emitted by the fire fold, and the fish penetrated into the stone city tower, Kang Saburo was the first to enter, groped everywhere, piled up a haystack, blew the fire fold on fire, and threw it into the haystack, and in an instant the whole castle tower lit up, and everyone found a comfortable place to sit, took out the skin bag containing Ah Rili and the dry and hard Hu cake, and baked it on the fire, and filled it with some food at will. Mu Qing sat by the fire and drank several sips of milk wine, gradually relieving his hands and feet that were almost unconscious.

"Qi Niang is erudite, do you know where you are at this time?" Kang Saburo drank a few more sips, and Ah Rili started talking. Mu Qing stood up, moved to the battlement of the city tower, and by the light of the fire, he vaguely saw the broken and winding stone wall under the city tower, although it was dilapidated, it also extended far away, and it looked like a fortification to defend against the enemy.

"Could it be that this is the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty down here?" She asked Kang Saburo suspiciously, and without waiting for him to answer, her eyes widened, and she looked up and down, left and right, "This is, is it a chicken deer plug?" In the past, Hu Han Xie Shan married a Han girl and returned to the desert land hand in hand? Kangzaburo smiled and nodded, "This is exactly the place." It is said that Shan Yu and Naning Hu Yan once lived here for a long time. Mu Qing's heart was surging, in the past, she stayed at home in Yuhang, and only saw Zhaojun's exit and relatives in the history books, but it was difficult to imagine what the desert looked like, and today she actually got a fate and came to her hometown in person, how can she teach her not to be agitated.

"Set off as soon as possible tomorrow, if the journey goes smoothly, it is estimated that you will be able to reach Wuwei County before dark. The day after tomorrow, the Hesui brothers should see General Li. Kang Saburo's words woke up Mu Qing, who was still nostalgic, the end of this difficult trek was in front of him, and what was waiting for her after the end was a fight with her life hanging by a thread. She retreated to her place and sat down on the haystack against the stone wall, discarding the distracting thoughts in her mind, and carefully and carefully living the premeditated clues in her mind. Knowing her thoughtful expression, Aliu lightly stuffed more hay behind her, did not teach her back the cold, and covered her with a fur cloak, and sat silently against her. (To be continued......)