Juanzi picked up a clean hotel to live in, and the bustling market did not alleviate the loss and melancholy in her heart.

The fashionable fancy costumes and the dazzling array of handmade gadgets did not arouse her interest.

The only thing that made her legs sink was the various snacks in Muslim Street.

Juanzi was greedy when she was a child, and her mother didn't dare to give her feet what she was used to.

Although there is a lot of food on Dihua Street, it is nothing compared with Xi'an Muslim Street.

Juanzi is fine anyway, except for wandering around every day, I just can't forget that I finally went around to Muslim Street and chose a few fresh foods to satisfy my cravings.

The days passed, and the money bag went down with a deflated eye.

Somehow, Juanzi suddenly felt an inexplicable emptiness and fear.

A huge city, unaccompanied by no relatives.

There is no serious work to do, and there is no economic source, and Xi'an's expenses are obviously more expensive than Dihua.

If it is dried for a long time, it must become a flower child.

The more Juanzi thought about it, the more frightened she felt, and after thinking about it several times, she decided to go back.

Gambling is angry, sadness is sadness, that greedy and timid father, after all, can make himself worry about food and clothing.

When you have a plan, your heart will be put into practice.

Today, Juanzi went to Muslim Street for the first time.

After picking up a large bag of favorite food, I reluctantly returned to the hotel.

Somehow, Juanzi is not just panicking in her heart these days.

Even the body is so tired that it can't lift its spirits, as if it is always sleepy.

I don't have an appetite to eat, and I feel nauseous and want to vomit from time to time.

I wanted to play for a few more days, but I was afraid that the money bag would bottom out, so I had to force myself on the road.

When she arrived in Lanzhou, Juanzi inquired about a carriage and horse shop that specialized in receiving long-distance merchants, and settled down in the small shop next to it.

It's still the old way, you have to follow the caravan.

Two days later, I heard about a caravan going to Dunhuang, although the number was small, it seemed that all of them were capable.

These days, when I ride a horse and walk, I always feel unspeakably uncomfortable. I was dizzy several times and almost fell off the horse.

When she arrived in Lanzhou, she simply sold her horse and hired a carriage with a canopy.

He didn't ask the caravan for money, so he followed from a distance.

Listen to the handlebar style, one day of hard work, to Dunhuang.

Although it is getting closer and closer to home, the monotonous and persistent sun seems to be quietly approaching.

The canopy woven by the double layer of reeds makes it hot to bake.

Although the front and back of the canopy were ventilated, the inside of the canopy was still dry and stuffy.

Juanzi sat and lay down for a while, and secretly took off her hat and shook her two braids to drive away the heat that was covering her hair.

Handlebar type, is a Shaanxi man in his thirties, and he is quite sincere.

When I heard that I was going to Dunhuang, my head shook like a rattle, saying that the road was uneasy.

Juanzi was stubbornly entangled and softly grinded and added money, and finally relented.

Along the way, fortunately, he said some father-in-law dust, brother-in-law engaged in sister-in-law's meat talk, and from time to time, hummed two Qin dialect tunes to pass the time.

Otherwise, Juanzi will be suffocated to death.

Riding in a car is not like riding a horse, you can't see anything in the tent, and if you want to see what scenery outside, you have to open the curtain and lie down in the small window to see.

Juanzi was afraid of revealing her stuffing, and she didn't dare to talk to the coachman more.

It was only when I was driven into a corner by the words that I could deal with a few words.

That's it, the coachman is still vigorous, and Kua Juanzi speaks in a good voice, like a girl.

Juanzi was listening to the coachman humming a little song as if she was asleep. Suddenly, several messy gunshots were heard in front.

She hurriedly opened the small window and looked out, only to see the caravan in front of her panic.

From behind the slope on the left, a group of men and horses sprang out, and in the blink of an eye, the caravan was tightly surrounded in the middle.

Just when Juanzi was at a loss for fear, she saw two more horses flying out of the slope and running straight towards them.

Juanzi shouted in a lost voice: "Quick! Turn around and run! ”

At this time, the handlebar style has been frightened and curled up behind the horse's buttocks.

Hearing Juanzi's wolf-like howl, he hurriedly turned the horse's head and whipped the horse's buttocks.

As if frightened, the horse spread its hooves and galloped.

However, before he could go far, he was blocked by galloping horses.

Somehow, at this point, Juanzi became unusually calm.

She got out of the car unhurriedly and tied a gray cloth bag behind her back.

With a relaxed expression, he glanced at the man on the horse, and said, "I hired the carriage, tell me something, let him go." ”

The two men looked at each other strangely.

One of the black-faced men said heartily: "Okay! Let him go. ”

Hearing this, he raised his hand and gave the horse's butt a whip, and the carriage sped away with a burst of earth.

The black-faced man urged the horse to come to Juanzi and said, "Then come with me!" ”

Juanzi smiled contemptuously at him and said, "Why should I go with you?" In broad daylight, there is no king's law? ”

The two big men smiled slyly at each other, and the black-faced man said with a sullen face: "Ouch, you still run into hard stubble, are you playing Lao Tzu?" ”

As he spoke, he reached out to Juanzi and grabbed it.

Looking at that posture, I wanted to carry Juanzi on the horse like a chicken.

Who knew that Juanzi, taking advantage of his leaning out, dodged away.

His right hand grabbed Dahan's shoulder like lightning and dragged him down, and Dahan ate and fell to the ground.

Juanzi immediately pulled the reins, flew on the horse and galloped away.

Unexpectedly, Juanzi was smug when she suddenly heard a long whistle.

As if enchanted, the horse turned and ran back, and angrily threw its stumbling horse.

Fortunately, Juanzi was on the horse, and she had a bit of kung fu.

Otherwise, you have to let it come down and fall half to death.

When the horse came to the big man, he fell silent.

Juanzi flew off the horse and was taking a face with the big man who had just gotten up from the ground.

The big man grinned and turned his neck, stared at him with a disgraced face, and scolded Juanzi: "I will crush you, and dare to give Lao Tzu a black hand, I have to hammer you to the ground today." ”

As he spoke, he slammed his fist towards Juanzi and smashed it like a torrential rain.

Juanzi changed her dexterous steps, let go of his edge, and saw the opportunity to fly up with a kick that hit the big man's chin.

I saw the big man, a sticky thing spewed out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground on his back with his back to the sky.

The man on the horse, with a strange scream in his mouth, flew off the horse.

picked up the big knife in his hand, and rolled towards Juanzi like a wheel.

Juanzi shifted her footsteps, carefully dodging the whistling blade.

gradually figured out the other party's path, looked at an outward swing leg, and kicked the knife in the opponent's hand.

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his body and kicked a flying kick, hitting the man's chest.

The man staggered back a few steps drunk, tripped over the stone under his feet, and threw himself on all fours.

Juanzi was about to seize the horse and flee again, but there were two crisp gunshots behind her.

I saw five or six strong men, surrounded by a white-faced descendant, who was already standing behind him.

The white-faced descendant stared at Juanzi for a while.

The voice was yin and yang, and he said, "Yo, I still meet a master today." Don't move, I'll play with this coward. ”

As he spoke, he flew off his horse, pulled out the twin guns at his waist, and handed them to the people behind him.

With a contemptuous look on his face, he said: "You are really good, if you get my two masters, can you report Wan'er?" ”

Juanzi hesitated for a moment, looked at him and said angrily: "Because there are many of you, do you want to bully people?" Xiao Ye Xing does not change his name, he does not change his surname, Yao Hu is also. ”

The white-faced descendant smiled slightly and said: "In Xia Wang Chong, people give the nickname Leopard Head."

I won't bully you with too many people, and if I can knock me down, I'll let you go and give you a horse. ”

Juanzi looked at him suspiciously and said, "What do you say?" ”

The white-faced posterior grinned and deliberately shouted behind him, "Does my words count?" ”

The people behind immediately responded in a coaxing: "Count! ”

Juanzi knew in her heart that this might be the only chance to escape, and she had to do her best.

So, I took off the burden behind my back and put it aside, rolled up my sleeves, and gracefully opened the stance.

The white-faced descendants don't seem to dare to be sloppy. He tightened his belt slightly, looked at Juanzi with a solemn face, and then punched in.

As soon as Juanzi joined hands, she knew that the other party was by no means an ordinary person.

The sharp fist style and steady pace show his skills, which is like Xiangzi.

But unlike Xiangzi, Xiangzi will carefully let her at every critical moment, for fear of hurting her.

But this guy is different, his hard arm like a wooden stick hurts the back of her hand, and he doesn't show mercy at all.

After a few back and forth, Juanzi used her good leg technique, and her legs danced towards the man like a double dragon swinging its tail.

The forced man retreated step by step, tripped over a stone in the hurry, and stumbled over.

Hurriedly jumped out of the circle, looked unconvinced, and said, "Hey, it's a little interesting, isn't the kung fu on the broken leg not bad." ”

As he spoke, he lifted his pants and pounced on Juanzi with a more fierce offensive.

Suddenly, Juanzi felt a churning pain in her stomach.

As soon as it was dark, his body softened.

At the same time, the white-faced man swept over with an outward swing leg.

Fortunately, Juanzi fell softly, and with the legs of the strong wind, she only took away the octagonal hat that was buckled on Juanzi's head.

Suddenly, the thick black braids were like a long-sleepy python, happily wrapped around the body that gradually fell.

All around, there was a sudden exclamation: "It's a girl!" ”