The great river, which flows from the eastern Karn Mountains, has apparently not been interrupted for long, and the riverbed is still damp and covered with grass.

In this yellow, reddish-brown wasteland, like a dark green corridor, it stretches from the east to the west.

When we couldn't find a source of water, the three of us and the family of the indigenous herders went to the riverbed where the grazing was located, and the camp for tonight was on a large, smooth rock half a mile away.

From a distance, the smoke of the cooking stove had already risen, and when Qin Chong saw that we were with these natives, they also galloped towards us curiously.

Farther on the horizon, dozens of antelope and wild deer can be seen making the long journey from the dry desert to the northwest to this place where life is still alive, and their lives have been extended.

When the beach is completely dry, these claims will continue to migrate, just like the indigenous herders.

Or then, when the short rainy season on the Persian plateau finally returns, and a heartfelt rainstorm can restore the whole land to its former life.

The emaciated herd of cattle and sheep had not eaten such tender pasture for a long time, so as soon as they reached the shore full of rocks, they jumped into the riverbed like wolves.

Due to excessive crowding, for a time the cattle and sheep turned over a large area.

After the herdsmen unloaded their poor and tattered luggage, they each dug a stone shovel and dug up the riverbed with all their might, and soon dug a pit about five paces long and wide.

"Brother, what are you doing here? Is it a trap to catch wild beasts? Demir asked curiously.

"Dig puddles! Tomorrow morning we'll be able to drink some clear, sweet water! The indigenous boy put down the stone shovel and smiled happily.

His cracked lips tell us that the natives have been out of water for some time.

"Puddles? Not a drop of water! "I got off my horse and stretched out my head to investigate the pit, but I didn't see a drop of water.

"Tomorrow morning! One pond of water can give all my family and animals a day's drinking! The boy replied confidently, and began to dig again with his family in another place.

It seems that the herdsman is preparing to stay here, with one for the same day and one for the other as a backup.

"Okay, let's not look at it, hurry back and paint the scoop according to the gourd, dig a big hole in the riverbed, and change all the drinking water on the way tomorrow morning!"

I had already seen the doorway a little, and hurried to the men to beat the horses and rush back to our camp.

There were no stone shovels, so we replaced them with Persian knives, and after a long time of scrambling for a while, we finally dug a neat pit when Gulandau called us back to the camp for dinner.

In order to ensure the taste of water seepage on the riverbed, Qin Chong and I also specially picked up some pebbles and fine sand from the riverbank and put them at the bottom of the soil pit for water filtration.

If this method works, we can walk west along this riverbed, and we will have a problem with drinking water on the way, and we will have to suffer a lot less hardship.

In the evening, the ground temperature had cooled down, and dinner consisted of a piece of naan, half a piece of bacon per person, and a bowl of hot porridge cooked with wheat, dried fruits, and smelly drinking water.

After a long day's work, exhausted by the scorching heat of the day, they hurried to sleep around the still unextinguished campfire after a hurried dinner.

Under the tutelage of Gulando, the big bird can now be on duty at night instead of our manpower, patrolling for sudden risks in the dark, such as harassment by fierce beasts or mountain bandits.

At the slightest stir, the dutiful old fellow would scream violently, flap his wings, and claw at our sleeping bags with his sharp claws.

Although it was a false alarm many times, the loyalty of this big bird was enough to make us all sleep peacefully.

When I woke up the next morning, the pit in the riverbed was magically filled with half a pool of clear water.

All the water that had been stored for a few days was fed to the horses, and each of us drank to the fullest, and then filled the empty water bladders one by one.

The rest of the sweet water, Gulandot and Brother Ruhl, carefully put it into the copper kettle, and cooked a large pot of barley soup for us.

This discovery in the middle of the desert made us excited, as if we had just crossed the vast sand sea and seen an oasis that we had not seen for a long time.

"Demir, this native boy is a good piece of material, why don't you take him for later! In the future, if you Fire Zoroastrian really want to spread the gospel to this wasteland, he will be a rare talent! ”

In between breakfasts, I came to Demir with a clay bowl and suggested to her.

"I have the same idea, but I don't know if people want to!" Demir had already eaten breakfast and was combing her messy hair with a seashell comb.

After listening to my suggestion, the female protector pondered for a moment and replied quietly.

"In my opinion, this indigenous family is different from the uncivilized mountain people, they have ideas and know how to survive in difficult environments! Don't worry, as long as you are willing to take someone with you, this native will definitely follow you for the rest of your life! ”

I did a simple analysis and told Demir what I thought.

"Alright, Grande!" Demir agreed, and turned back to call the head of his guard, Grande.

"Miss Dharma Protector, what do you command?" Grande ran over and bowed.

In his spare time, the sergeant spent all his time with their four tall Persian horses, and stayed with them like close friends, learning about their habits.

This is also a habit that Grande has developed in his long career as a first-class horse trainer.

"Go to the herders and ask the indigenous boy who knows Persian if he would like to go with us! There is one mountain man missing from the servants of the governor's palace of my city of Herat! Demir ordered lightly.

Grande bowed deeply to the heroine, then saddled his horse and ran towards the herd of natives in front of the riverbed.

Soon after, the guy turned back, and behind him was the same indigenous boy we had seen last night.

"Miss, the natives are here!" Grande pulled the native boy to Demir's side.

"What's your name?" Demir asked.

"Master Qiyu, I don't have a proper name, when I was in Symnam, people called me Mooney! The people of the Persian government of our tribe are called the Gran tribe. ”

The native boy named Gran sincerely thanked him, and he knew that if he could follow this young lady, he and even all the people of the clan would have the opportunity to change their fate in this life.

"Well, I'll call you Glenn from now on, and your name is Mazda. Gran, may you be protected by the gods of Mazda! Amen! ”

Demir stroked Gran's forehead with her hand, completing the simple process of getting started with the Fire Cult.

Gulando's half-piece of linen had been removed from the skin and was furnished to Mazda as quickly as possible. Mani made a summer robe with an open hood.

Qin Chong and Shamihan led this guy and thoroughly cleaned it up and down with the clean water from the spare puddle in the riverbed of his house.

The young man's human form was finally revealed, unusually thin and capable, as if he had changed people.

Mani said goodbye to his family in their own indigenous language, knelt down and bowed deeply to his parents a few times, and then reluctantly left his relatives and entered a new world.

A few years later, with the full support of the Dharma Protector Demir, Mazda. Mani became the first pastor of the Zoroastrian Hill Church in Xilan, which is a later story.

Miss Demir's personal bodyguard, Grande, seems to Mazda. Mani was not pleased with the arrival of the uninvited guest, as if he had shared the pleasure of Miss Demir.

Therefore, this master horse trainer will make things difficult for this little brother under his command from time to time.

It turned out that washing the horses, grazing, and packing up the equipment for Miss Demir on the way was all thrown to the young fellow who had just started.

Everywhere he went, he slept on a net bed and snored loudly, as if no one was buying his account, including his heroine Demir.

"Brother Grande, don't bring such a bully! Mani was taken in by Sister Demir, not your personal servant! ”

Seeing that Grande was so presumptuous day by day, Miss Demir also turned a blind eye and did not interfere, and the little sister Gulandot couldn't help it.

Discriminated against this mountain boy like this, so what did you bring him out for?

It is better to let him stay in the original nomadic tribe and live carefree by herding sheep.

"Miss Gurandot, I'm training Mani! That's what Miss means, too! If you don't train this little guy well on the road, he will suffer when he returns to the Governor's Palace in the future! This is our family affair, and you guests of the East will continue to be bystanders! Hehe! ”

Grande also felt that he couldn't put it anymore, so he revealed the reason to Grundot.

It turned out that this was the case, and it dawned on us all at once.

This method is exactly the same as my grandfather's method of recruiting new guys back then, Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er both entered my caravan when they were more than ten years old.

The hard work during the apprenticeship, so far when it comes to Qin Chong, he has to scratch his scalp, complaining about Uncle Su and Grandpa's skills in honing their buddies.

It was really a rebirth, Nirvana-like exercise, and it also shaped these roadside beggars into today's exquisite and worthy of great responsibilities.

Mazda. Mani was such a good fellow, and he was happy to do all the work that Grande had put him at bay.

It seemed to him that doing such trivial tasks was also a pleasure, and he hated to take care of all the big and small affairs of the whole horse team.

Such a humble and diligent young man with a flexible heart quickly won the favor of the whole team.

By the time we reached central Berthand and waved goodbye to our dear Miss Demir, I felt that I was almost inseparable