Winding through many countries is a long Silk Road, rugged and far away, with strange postures, but business travel is endless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the country of Rose, a simple inn stands resolutely in the sand curtain, silently soliciting travelers. The hemp rope on the ancient stake led a thirsty camel, intoxicating to munch on coarse grass and thin bushes. Ren Tianjie watched calmly, and when the camel that had forgotten its tiredness overflowed with saliva, he used a small brush and a flat-bottomed tile bowl to collect it. It is said that the saliva of camels is highly poisonous, and if applied to the wound, it can be put to death.

Back in the room, Ren Tianjie carefully removed the coarse grass residue from the bowl, extracted the pure saliva, mixed it into a flat ointment, and then closed the lid and collected it in his arms.

In another inn, Ren Tianjie kicked open a door, and the young Persian woman sitting on the edge of the bed rose startled, her eyes flashing with fear and despair. She looked at the infant child on the bed with pity, however, her slender body suddenly pounced on Ren Tianjie, knelt in front of him, grabbed his white cotton and linen robe, and raised her head and begged in Persian:

"Please, please spare my child! Please, spare my child! He's still so young, only a few months old, please. ”

Her big beautiful eyes were filled with sad tears. Ren Tianjie didn't move at all, his face didn't change, he just looked at her coldly.

The Persian woman was sad: "Please, sir, let my child go." I would like to go back with you to him, but I beg you to release my child. Please—"

At this time, a figure appeared outside the door, and Ren Tianjie turned his face and glared at the visitor. The visitor was startled, leaned weakly against the doorframe, and shouted in a trembling voice in Persian with a little resentment, "What is this, what is this?" Madam? ――”

The person who came was a Persian woman dressed in black and wearing a black scarf on her head. Her panicked eyes quickly fell on the poor woman who was kneeling for a while, and then at the tall, mighty and cold Ren Tianjie. The woman in black who suddenly broke in was almost frightened, however, she fixed her mind and said to the kneeling woman tremblingly: "Since Madame has not thought about it, then, then I, I will leave." As he spoke, he hurriedly turned around and wanted to leave.

"Nope! Don't go! Madame, please don't go! The young Persian woman shouted. She hurriedly turned to Ren Tianjie and continued to beg him: "My lord, please, let my poor child go, I am willing to go back with you, I am really willing, please." ”

"I just came to take you, I didn't say I wanted to take a child." Ren Tianjie said lightly in Persian.

"Thank you so much! Thank you very much! The Persian woman burst into tears and laughed, folded her hands, and bowed to him gratefully.

"Ma'am, please come here." The young Persian woman got up to pick up her child and beckoned the woman in black to enter.

The child's mother shed a string of tears and kissed and kissed the sleeping child's little face, reluctantly, but had to be ruthless and handed it to the woman in black. The woman took the child and handed her a bag of money.

"No, no, no, you take it, I don't want your money. I'm not here to sell my children. The child's mother said, "Please take care of my child." ”

"What did you say?!" The woman in black looked at her in surprise.

"Please, take care of him." The young mother burst into tears again and returned the purse to her, "I may never see my child again, please take care of him." ”

"Really, why are you—" The woman in black was a little impatient, and seemed a little angry, feeling a little uncomfortable about the deal. But she looked at Ren Tianjie, who was watching coldly, and she didn't dare to argue anything, hugged the child, and quickly squeezed out the door.

On a desert in the suburbs, Ren Tianjie negotiated a deal with a group of Persian men. He pushed the young Persian woman to the gang, and he received a box of jewels and Tang coins in return.

"Where's the antidote?" The black leader of the gang asked.

"I just have to arrest this woman, the antidote, I don't care." Ren Tian Steps.

Ren Tianjie counted the money while throwing a small flat box to the black leader, and said, "Take it, ten gold coins." ”

"What?" The black leaders did not understand.

Ren Tianjie said: "Your master was scratched on the face by this woman, this is the ointment I brought from Datang, and it is our famous knife wound medicine in Datang - Snow Ling Ointment." Take the one with you, just in case. I'm going back to Datang, and there's one there. This is just the right thing to sell to you. Make sure that there is not the slightest scar on your master's face. ”

The black leader was suspicious, looked at him, and ordered ten gold coins to be given to him.

Ren Tianjie roughly counted his remuneration, closed the lid of the box, and said lukewarmly: "Happy cooperation." ”

The young Persian woman was brought before her master, and she was no longer afraid, but knelt quietly in the hall.

The owner is a Han man of the Tang Dynasty, named Lian Hanhai, nearly forty years old, doing business in Persia, and is very wealthy. His palms were stretched wide, covering almost half of Persia, and he ate both black and white. He is ruthless, and what is the most profitable, he will do whatever business. In Persia, he also owned a palatial and majestic estate.

"You stinky ****, you dare to poison!" Lian Hanhai slapped her hard and scolded her in Chinese.

She stroked her hot face, and a resentment welled up in her heart. She jerked her head up at him. Seeing her resisting, Lian Hanhai became more and more angry, and as soon as his eyes widened, the new scar on his face cracked, and blood seeped out. He grabbed her and said angrily, "You dare to resist!?" Get the antidote! ”

The Persian woman did not speak, but looked at him with hatred in her eyes.

"Well, you don't give it," said Lian Haihan, throwing her down, and said in Persian to the attendant beside him, "Boone, what about the child?" ”

Boone, the black man who brought her back, said in embarrassment, "I don't see it, my lord." I think Sima must have hid him. ”

The young Persian woman, named Sima, immediately succumbed when she heard the child.

"My lord, please spare my child."

"Spare your child?" Lian Hanhai smiled contemptuously, bent down, and reached out to lift Sima's chin, "Sima, you are too naïve. You are my woman, but the red apricot is out of the wall, and you have given birth to wild seeds. Do you think I'm too stupid to see that the child doesn't look like me at all? I have found your wild man, and I sent him to Hades three days ago. I'll find him too, and I'll send him to reunite with your wild man. As for you, I will keep you by my side and love you well. ”

Lian Hanhai kept talking to her in Chinese, but she couldn't understand it, so she just begged him to let her child go.

"Where's the antidote?"

Lian Hanhai searched for a small porcelain bottle from her, poured out one, stuck Sima's mouth, and forced her to swallow it. Lian Hanhai's face twitched, and blood dripped down the crack. A maid stepped forward to treat the wound on his face, and Boone took out the snow spirit ointment and handed it to Lian Hanhai.

"My lord, this is the Datang ointment I finally obtained, which can restore your face to its original state."

Lian Hanhai looked at it, lifted the lid, sniffed it again, and said happily: "Sure enough, it is Datang's snow spirit ointment." I was about to send someone to the Tang West Market to buy some back, but I didn't expect you to get a piece. Boone, good job. ”

"Thank you, Lord for complimenting." Boone was a little smug.

"Here, put it on my wound." Lian Hanhai instructed the maid.