After dinner, Xiangzi ran into Huang Xing's house as usual. He listlessly picked up "Water Margin" on the kang. I didn't even look at it, and I put it back again. Huang Xing glanced at him calmly, still wiping the beloved barge gun in his hand. After the gun was wiped clean and loaded, Huang Xingcai looked at Xiangzi and said, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

Seeing this, Xiangzi excitedly and a little nervously snorted: "I heard that you are going to Turpan tomorrow?" ”

Huang Xinghu looked at him suspiciously and said, "What are you asking for?"

Xiangzi asked, and her bright eyes suddenly floated with a layer of frost and mist. A long-suppressed sorrow and painful power are ready to move. A white cheek was turned purple.

Seeing this, Huang Xing got up a little at a loss, patted Xiangzi on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, say something slowly." ”

Shoko, as if trying to restrain herself, suddenly sad. His voice was a little stiff and he said, "I want to get my mother's bones back." ”

Huang Xing was confused, and asked a little anxiously: "Your mother's bones, why are they in Turpan?" ”

Shoko wiped the tears, and finally couldn't hold back the tears. Forcibly suppressed, sobbing from instinct. With strings of bitter tears, intermittently, he told the story of what happened to him and his mother after leaving Jiayuguan six years ago. At last, he pleaded, "I would like to ask you to tell the shopkeeper that I will go with you." ”

Huang Xing nodded sympathetically. After a pause, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said: "I think Shopkeeper Yao is very good to you, when I came, you were still his relative, why didn't you tell him personally?" ”

When Shoko asked, her white cheeks flushed again. looked at Huang Xing like laughing, more like crying. The well-defined lips squirmed, but they still didn't make a sound. In his eyes, complex light waves flowed.

Seeing this, Huang Xing hurriedly patted Xiangzi on the shoulder and said, "Okay!" Yes! I'll talk about it later. You clean up and leave tomorrow morning before dawn. Xiangzi excitedly rushed at Huang Xing, smiled truthfully, and turned around and ran out of the house.

Dipping the clear river water to eat the bag, for Xiangzi, it is not the first time.

In the past, when he followed his master to Nanshan to hunt, he mostly ate like this. But today's feeling seems to be different from usual. The naan is hard and dry, and it becomes unusually crispy. The clear river water entered the stomach, and a warm feeling rose in my heart.

Yes, the six-year-long wish that has been backlogged in Shoko's heart is about to come true. In wishes, the element of joy is vague. And what is clearer is a sad expectation, and memories that can dry up the body and mind.

The goods were handed over in Turpan, and it took a week to return the dart. Huang Xing settled the brothers of the dart game, brought enough food and drink, and walked towards Jiayuguan with Xiangzi. I also specially brought the Mosin Nagant rifle of Xiao Liuzi. With it, Huang Xing has an idea.

This section of the road, since that time with Ma Biao, I have never seen each other. I don't know if this road is too peaceful. In case something happens, I'm afraid of delaying the trip of the dart line.

The early winter in the northwest is a bit cold in the morning and evening. But as soon as the sun rose to a room high, the cold air was overwhelming, and it hid in disgrace.

Xiangzi and Huang Xing walked side by side, and the past events that had emerged thousands of times in their minds were churning in their minds. Let them forget that they still have a mouth to speak.

On both sides of the road, it was so quiet that not even a bird could be seen. Occasionally, a strong wind blew, and the "rustling" sound of the alkali artemisia and the chaotic sound of horses' hooves became all the sounds at the moment.

On this stretch of the road, there was originally a camel house where you could eat and rest. Later, let the bandits make trouble, and there are only a few roofless rooms left.

Huang Xing and Xiangzi found a relatively clean wall circle and settled down. Xiangzi found some dry wood and started a fire, and the master and apprentice took out food and drink, and chewed slowly. After eating for a while, Huang Xing broke the silence all the way first, he handed the kettle to Xiangzi, and said with a concerned expression: "Do you remember the approximate location?" ”

Shoko drank saliva and choked on the food in her mouth that had not been fully chewed. Flashing with a determined gaze, he said, "Remember! In that place, there were two sandbags on the right hand side of the road, and a dry ditch on the left hand of the road. ”

Huang Xing nodded thoughtfully and said, "Do you remember how long you have been out of Jiayuguan and what happened?" ”

Zi said without thinking: "We go out in the morning, and we ...... in the afternoon when the sun is just red."

Xiangzi said, a sour feeling caused by grief couldn't help but hit his heart. He sighed softly and put down the food in his hand weakly.

Huang Xing, as if he had a number in his heart, took a deep breath and said as if he was energetic: "Okay, don't think about it, come and eat something to sleep, I have to travel miles tomorrow morning." ”

Xiangzi walked all the way, trying to recall in her mind the scenes she had seen along the way.

Tushan is still the yellow of the year. There were so few plants along the way, as if they would never grow. Still drooping their heads, half crawling on the dry and gray yellow earth. The only difference from my memory is that on the right side of the road, I remember that there were a lot of sandbags. Now, it's not in my memory. At this, Shoko was very confused, and her face couldn't help but show an uneasy look.

Huang Xing understood Xiangzi's thoughts, smiled dryly at him, and said, "It doesn't matter, I can estimate the approximate direction." The sandbags you saw back then have long been blown away by the wind. The sandbags on the Gobi follow the wind. Shoko threw a puzzled and grateful look at him.

The sun is in the west. Shoko, still no trace of that year. This caused his heart, which was already becoming more and more confused, to be disturbed by a wave of confused pain. The only hope left for him was Master.

Master has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and I believe that there must be a way. Zhengxiangzi was still persistent, flashing a pair of sour eyes. Keep glancing at the scenery on both sides of the road. At the end of the road ahead, a group of people faintly appeared. The rising loess has been permeating the back of the earth mountain.

Xiangzi, with a nervous and somewhat excited look, glanced at Huang Xing. Huang Xing said as if talking to himself: "It's a caravan, and there are quite a few miles." ”

As he spoke, the oncoming people could clearly see the beginning and the end. There were about fifty people, seven or eight chariots, people on horseback, all with spears on their backs.

Seeing that the people and horses were approaching, Huang Xing took the initiative to ride his horse and stand on the side of the road, lined up a compact caravan, and slowly walked by. When a man with a burly figure and a box gun at his waist approached. Huang Xing clasped his fists and saluted: "May I ask the strong man, how much distance is there to Jiayuguan?" ”

The big man took the reins of his horse, his eyes were lightning, and he glanced at Huang Xing and Xiangzi and said, "It's only half a day's journey, and we will go out in the morning." ”

Huang Xing hugged his fists and thanked him, just about to hurry. The big man suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Did you come from the camel shop?" ”

Huang Xing nodded suspiciously. The big man was quite surprised and said, "Didn't you meet the bandits? ”

Huang Xing glanced at him vigilantly and said, "No, we spent the night there last night." ”

The big man said goodbye to Huang Xing with a suspicious face, and muttered to himself while muttering: "The day is strange, they all say that the bandits in the camel shop are very fierce, and the geese pluck their feathers." In my opinion, it is also nonsense. ”

Facing forward again, he walked about a meal. Seeing that the sunlight has softened, the cold wind has overshadowed the warmth of the sun.

Huang Xing looked at Xiangzi's frustrated and worried expression. He said in a sincere and firm tone: "I guess that the place where the accident happened back then has passed. Let's find a place to ditch before it gets dark. Spend the night in the ditch tonight, and at dawn tomorrow, look back along the ditch, perhaps, you can find traces. ”

Shoko, nodded obediently. He followed behind Huang Xing blankly, left the road, and slowly walked forward against the edge of the ditch.

The sun, already wearily, set behind the dirt mountains in the distance. The red half of the sky also depicts the edge of the ditch in a sinuous color.