Chapter 11: Walking in the Gale

After eating a delicious meal of wild donkey meat, Tie Xinyuan inexplicably had some confidence in himself for the first time.

He knew that this faith did not come from wild donkey meat, much less from eating the sliced donkey whips mixed in the donkey broth.

Even the most violent aphrodisiac in the world could not make a man who bordered on despair feel confident.

Glancing back at the south, Tie Xinyuan secretly blessed all his relatives, and then followed behind Tie Yi and walked into the wind.

It was a narrow valley, and the low hills on either side rose to the top as they stretched ten miles away.

The wind in the valley was extremely violent, and the flat stones the size of eggs were constantly turned over by the wind, as if they had suddenly become spiritual.

In front of Tie Xinyuan was a dense sea of stone flakes, and he believed that in a few hundred years, this valley would be buried by these flat stone flakes. From a valley to a flat land, and finally part of the Gobi Desert.

Being able to see the real geographical changes from the source of history, Tie Xinyuan's chest is full of excitement, such an experience, except for himself, I am afraid that no one has the opportunity to see it.

The most beautiful part of life is transmutation, and when you change from one form to another, it's like a colorful light, it's elusive.

Tie Xinyuan is a person who has died once, just like a piece of iron that has been tempered by the furnace, and after being tempered a lot, it has become a new self.

The distant memories became shattered and distant after being milled by the grinding disc of the Great Song Dynasty.

I heard that if you have this idea of being separated from the past, it is time for a person to do great things.

Only when you enter the gale, do you know what the real gale looks like.

The trouser tube tied up by the rope soon puffed up like a bubble suit after being inflated, and the whole body was cold!

He could even feel the fine sand and dust piling up in his trouser tubes, and his face was covered with a thick layer of cotton. I almost couldn't breathe, and even then, my mouth was still full of earthy smell.

The heads of the war horses hang low, they don't have the ability of camels to raise their heads high, according to Xu Dongsheng, the war horses go through a big wind. Will live at least three years less.

Iron Xinyuan braved the strong wind, and struggled to tie cotton cloth to the long faces of his mounts, their large nostrils already covered with a thick layer of dirt, the product of a mixture of snot and dust.

The strong winds carried the fine sand of the Gobi Desert to the desert, leaving behind only the stones that it could not take away, so that the sky was dim yellow and the sun was a pale bread.

Every horse, every man is held together by a rope. On such a windy day with visibility of less than ten meters, once you get lost, the result is death, even if you go one or two hundred meters.

It is an old horse, not a person, who personally controls this old horse, and the old horse's instinct to know the way. It will be the only hope that these people will be able to get out of the big wind.

Walking in this way is a test of one's endurance and forcing all people to believe in a horse unconditionally. It takes a lot of courage.

A ghost cry came out, Xu Dongsheng lifted the cotton cloth on his face, listened attentively, and then hugged the long face of the old horse in ecstasy and kept kissing, like kissing his lover.

Some of the servants who followed Xu Dongsheng across this road also carnivaled in the gale. Regardless of the wind sending sand into their mouths.

The old horse quickened his pace, Xu Dongsheng also quickened his pace, Tie Xinyuan found that the direction they were walking was not the direction of making strange sounds, Meng Yuanzhi had already wanted to correct Xu Dongsheng's wrong direction, and Tie Xinyuan, who had understood it, tightly pulled him to continue to move forward in the direction of the old horse's walking.

The wind takes away the sound. This is the truth that Tie Xinyuan has just understood, so the direction in which the voice came from will not be the original place where the sound occurred, Lao Ma is right, and Meng Yuanzhi and himself are wrong.

After walking for half an hour, Tie Xinyuan looked up and found that he had come to a strange rocky environment.

The wind has become much smaller, but the noise has become louder and deafening, where is this ghost crying, it can be called a real wolf howl!

When I touched the dark blue rock, there was no roughness, and the stone here was as smooth as if it had been polished by the most skilled craftsmen.

After a mile of wind in the narrow alleyway, the raging wind and sand seemed to disappear all at once.

Only the gravel fell from mid-air, like a gentle spring rain.

The bonfire burned, but there was no firewood, so what was burning was the dry bones found by the servants, and this was the most common thing here, and Xu Dongsheng even had a gloomy skull under his buttocks.

It wasn't a cow, a horse or a camel, but a real human skeleton.

The human ribs crackled and burned in the fire, and the flame was yellow, and if it was at night, it would be pale blue, and occasionally a bright purple flower or two.

The tent overhead covered the dust that fell down, and even so, there was still a layer of brown dust on the rice soup in the hanging pot.

After a terrible day, Tie Xinyuan really wanted to drink a bowl of hot soup, even if there was dust in the soup, he didn't care, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and cold air was spraying out of his bones, and he very much hoped to be able to fill a little heat.

The soup had already boiled, and just as Tie Xinyuan served the rice bowl and was about to face the bowl of soup with a pilgrimage attitude, the screams of a servant ruined it all.

The sand thieves are coming.

Tie Xinyuan felt that this was a retribution at all, outside the big wind outlet, he was a robber, and when he came to the big wind mouth, he became the target of robbery.

The sand thieves here are much luckier than when they were robbers, at least they don't have to worry about not being able to grab things, not having to face the desperate resistance of bare-ass men and women, and not having any psychological burden.

Because this is the real robbery of the rich and giving to the poor!

Whether it is the wealthy Xu Dongsheng or the wealthy Tiexinyuan, as long as one is robbed, for the sand pirates on the Gobi Desert, it will be a fortune.

Because there is a hand crossbow, Tie Xinyuan's main focus is on the sandstone above his head, as long as there is a figure on it, although the crossbow arrow is deducted, Xu Dongsheng has already said that his own people will not climb to the top.

Meng Yuanzhi laughed and left, Tie Yi and they seemed to be very excited to leave, Xu Dongsheng took out a flail from his bag and smiled, and also left, in such weather, everyone was holding back a belly of anger, and someone could come over and let them vent, it was a good pre-dinner exercise for Xu Dongsheng and them.

Tie Xinyuan looked up at the gray sky with a crossbow, the bone fire in the tent around him was still crackling, and the phosphorus fire that burst into the bubbling rice porridge from time to time was always heard from the screams of someone before death.

I don't know why, it seems that no one wants to leave this world quietly, and they all like to scream before they die, as if to tell the world that they have lived in this world.

A face covered with cotton cloth appeared on top of Tie Xinyuan's head, looking at Tie Xinyuan sitting on the sand with curiosity, the two were less than two meters apart, Tie Xinyuan subconsciously pulled the crossbow machine, and a crossbow arrow accurately drilled into the eye socket of the thief.

It seemed that the guy was about to jump off, and after the arrow, his body did not fall back, but fell heavily to the ground, in front of Tie Xinyuan.

The crossbow bolt came out of the back of his head, and the blood quickly **** a large piece of sand, he couldn't die anymore, even if his hands and feet were still twitching, Tie Xinyuan recovered his crossbow arrow in the first time.

Xu Dongsheng soon came back, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then put his fat ass on the back of the sand thief, and under the effect of gravity, the arrow hole on the back of the sand thief's head burst out with a big stream of red and white things.

Tie Xinyuan looked at the corpse, and then looked at Xu Dongsheng, who still didn't speak.

Xu Dongsheng seemed to be a little tired, and comforted Tie Xinyuan in a deep voice: "This is the desert, if you kill someone, you will kill someone, it's not a big deal."

Take out the ruthlessness you were with when you dealt with iprasin, if you are not ruthless here, you will not survive. ”

"Is it okay to drink porridge?"

Xu Dongsheng was stunned by Tie Xinyuan's words, and immediately laughed and patted Tie Xinyuan, who was covered in dust, and said: "You must have killed someone, you must have killed someone, there must be more than one or two." ”

After saying this, Xu Dongsheng seemed very happy, and while scooping porridge from the hanging pot, he said with a smile: "There is a small group of sand thieves, it seems that the sand thieves on Axe Mountain, here are sparsely populated, and they can't support a large number of sand thieves."

Meng Yuanzhi and Tie Yi ran away after the remaining sand thieves, and it seemed that they were going to end up in someone's lair.

Our brother didn't need that money, so he didn't go. ”

Finally able to drink rice porridge, dare not bite the minced meat in the porridge with his teeth, in that case, the sand in the porridge will reach the teeth, swallowing the best mouthful, in the desert do not eat two catties of soil, where is worthy of being in the desert?

After drinking the porridge, Tie Xinyuan felt that his body was recovering, and Xu Dongsheng was already holding a dagger, planing like a groundhog under a lonely low stone pillar, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Soon, he dug out a small glazed sealed jar from the sand, and shook it towards Tie Xinyuan, and after opening it, Tie Xinyuan found that the jar was filled with very good-looking raisins.

"Did you bury it yourself?" Tie Xinyuan, who was eating raisins, looked at the pit, and he felt that there should be something else in it.

"Tell you kid, don't look at this raisin, when you don't eat it, having this jar of raisins will at least give you the strength to live for three more days!"

Of course, Tie Xinyuan knew how lucky he was to be able to replenish a little fructose in times of despair.

He now wants to know if Xu Dongsheng has buried a lot of things along the way, and he wants to know very much. (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 1