Wei Jingbian was a weed left in the desert by Bai Ding. Although he is the leader of the White Spear Alliance, in this desolate desert, this identity is useless.

Lingzhou and other Kyushu are as if they are isolated from the rest of the world. This is the kingdom of the Buddha.

However, Wei Jingbian wanted to figure out who the Buddha in the monk's mouth was, how did he become a Buddha at that time, and why did this Western Desert become what it is now?

He thought like this, the grassland was vast, and he walked aimlessly all the way. There weren't many rivers in the desert, and he finally saw a crooked river, with delicious pastures next to it, and there weren't many bones by the river, more animal excrement. There are shimmering ripples on the river.

Wei Jingbian looked extremely far and saw that under the hillside, there were several tents, arranged sporadically, extremely irregularly.

He drank some water from the river, then filled two more bags of water before leaving contentedly and walking towards the tent.

His speed was a little slow, but the route was obvious. And such a blue dress was quite eye-catching in the yellow sand, so the people there also found him.

Just as Wei Jing was walking towards the wooden fence, a girl in gorgeous clothes came out and asked, "The nightingale will also be lost in the darkness, but the desert will not trap the hard-working camels." Traveler passing by, are you also a poor man lost in the desert?"

Wei Jingbian's spear had already been put away and hidden in the clothes behind him, if it wasn't for a search of his body, I am afraid he would not have been able to find it.

Seeing the little girl's smile, Wei Jingbian also smiled and said, "I'm really lost." ”

The little girl doesn't look like a beautiful eyebrow, and her thick eyebrows are like two black charcoals, which is quite a bit of a posture. Seeing Wei Jingbian, this person who was completely different from what she usually saw, couldn't help but increase her curiosity. The men in the desert have been tempered by the wind and sand all year round, except for the slightly white skin of those nobles, the skin of the big man is black and yellow, while Wei Jingbian's skin is quite fair, and he looks slender, which makes him more scholarly.

"Then are you here to spend the night or to borrow the road?" the little girl said while looking at Wei Jing, who was very pleasing to the eye.

"I'm just going to spend the night, and I'm leaving tomorrow morning. Wei Jing said. He knew exactly what it was.

The little girl was a little disappointed, and only stayed overnight, so she could only listen to some of the stranger's observations. On second thought, though, it was better than nothing.

"Oh well. Come with me. ”

After speaking, the little girl led Wei Jingbian to a few tents in the center.

On the way, people kept greeting the little girl.

"Montagny, are you receiving passers-by again?"

"Yes, Uncle Rudd. ”

"Montani, you're so beautiful today. ”

"Aunt Ding Hui, are your feet any better?"

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It can be seen that the popularity of this little girl named Montani here is still very good.

When I finally came to the tent in the center, I saw an old man with a big belly, about fifty years old, who crossed his hands on his waist and asked, "Mucha, have you received passers-by again today?"

"Yes, Daddy. He's a lost traveler. ”

The old man looked at Wei Jingbian and said, "Looking at your appearance, it's not simple. ”

Wei Jingbian smiled lightly, ready to open his mouth to compliment a few words.

"He's just going to spend the night, what's not easy. Daddy, just let him stay. After saying that, the little girl named Mucha took his father's hand and began to be coquettish.

When Wei Jingbian saw this, he knew that he would most likely stay here tonight.

Sure enough, the old man laughed, couldn't resist his daughter's coquettishness, and said, "Okay, okay, you can arrange for this chivalrous man to stay." ”

"A friend from afar is a guest. Tonight, we will surely treat you with good wine and meat. The old man said boldly to Wei Jingbian.

Wei Jingbian hurriedly thanked him. He has always been happy to befriend such a heroic person.

Mucha took Wei Jing into a tent and left with a smile. Wei Jingbian didn't bring any baggage, just simply washed up, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Before nightfall, the stars and moon compete to come out to add lights to the beautiful evening party.

The herders always show enough enthusiasm to entertain their guests.

Wei Jingbian was arranged in the seat to the right of the old man during the day. He still knows this, the rules in the desert are a little different from those in Luoyang, Yongzhou, they are respected by the right.

Because the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is large, the sun is high during the day, and the temperature is pitifully low at night, so the herdsmen's wine is extremely strong. If it weren't for the fact that the herders had been raised by their elders since childhood, they probably wouldn't have been able to drink much.

After a few glasses of wine, Wei Jingbian's temper and amount of alcohol were quite appreciated by those herdsmen.

Here, if you can drink, you can count it as a great skill. And Wei Jing drank three small bowls, still looking as usual.

The old man finally raised his wine glass, toasted Wei Jingbian, and said, "This glass of wine, I salute you, friend from afar." ”

After saying that, he also drank it all, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat.

The old man is the senior patriarch of these herdsmen, and his reputation is also the highest, so he is in charge of many things here.

Wei Jing laughed and said, "Thank you for your hospitality." After saying that, he picked up a large bowl of wine and wiped it away. Not to mention, the wine here is naturally not comparable to the fine wine in Luoyang, but it deserves to be a strong word.

There was a rare hint of teasing on his face, and when it went down his throat, his face was full of satisfaction. Then, with a long sigh of relief, he sighed, "Good wine." ”

Mukka glanced at the young man with some appreciation in his eyes. Then he squeezed his eyes in the direction to the left again, and the herdsmen who had won the seat next to him were all his henchmen, and they immediately understood. While speaking, the five of them took turns to toast, all of them were full of wine, and Wei Jingbian drank five glasses in a row in line with the mentality of not refusing to come. And after five glasses of wine, Wei Jingbian's face was only slightly ruddy, as if he had been coated with rouge, and his eyes were not chaotic.

The herdsmen were convinced, and these wines were full of four large bowls of wine. It's not that they can't drink, it's that they can't drink so much.

And Wei Jingbian's feeling was different, he seemed to have just tasted the taste of this spirit, and even tasted a hint of sweetness in it. I saw that he himself picked up another glass of wine, and smiled at the old man Mu who was sitting on the main seat: "When I first arrived at the noble treasure land, I could only borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and thank the old man for his hospitality." After saying that, he drank like a cow drinking water, without stopping at all.

Those who know him know that Wei Jingbian is the most proud in his life, in addition to his gun, is his amount of alcohol. Spirits are like strong women, and he likes them even more.

There are one and two, and after Mu Lao drank the second cup, Wei Jingbian took the initiative to ask for a large pot of wine, poured himself a full glass, and said: "We are particular about the Central Plains, and we have to drink three glasses of wine between friends, this cup, I will respect you again, and wish you happiness like the East China Sea." ”

After saying that, he drank another glass of wine.

The old man was already two glasses of wine at the moment, and he was a little reluctant. He was too old to stand the ruin of the spirits. If this third glass of wine is down, I'm afraid I won't wake up tomorrow morning.

Wei Jingbian smiled slightly, and then held the wine glass in both hands to express his wait.

Old man Mu had a hard time riding a tiger, and he had to drink.

Just as he was in a difficult place, he saw a woman walk in, walked straight to the old man on the main seat, and said, "Daddy, let me drink this glass of wine for you." ”

Wei Jingbian looked at it and saw that the person who came was the woman who led the way for him during the day, and her name was Muxia.

"Nonsense, where is your turn to speak here. Mucha, you hurry down. The old man said with a straight face, and after speaking, he waved his hand to signal Mucha to leave.

Unexpectedly, Mucha snatched the wine glass from the wine table, and then made a grimace at the old man.

I saw her turn around and say to Wei Jing: "My father has not drunk well over the years, and this monument will be done by me, my daughter, I hope the heroes don't mind." ”

After speaking, the woman also drank a glass of wine.

Wei Jingbian's eyes lit up, and he said to the old man in the main seat: "Sure enough, it is a tiger father and no dog girl." ”

This can be regarded as a step down for both sides. The old man had heard this sentence and complimented: "Strong man, praise is false." You are the invincible sea. ”

"Daddy, I've said it many times, the sea is incomprehensible, not to describe the amount of wine. The woman named Mucha complained.

"Haha. Wei Jing laughed, and when he said this, he could understand it.