"Tranquility is never something to be found, even if there is a place like Xanadu, where there are more people living in it, the strife will not stop." Yang Yi looked at Pan Qi, who was full of confusion, and seemed a little unbearable.

"I know that there is a saying that where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will be fights."

Pan Qi was stunned for a moment, and repeated Yang Yi's words with some smugness: "Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes..."

"What is the door of Jiuxiao Villa? I believe that as an elder, you know better than me, a layman, that evasion will only bring to the villa. ”

Yang Yi originally thought that Pan Qi was only moving north for his own selfish desires, but now it seems that Pan Qi's feelings for Jiuxiao Villa may be much more than Yang Yi, and even deeper than Zhi Qudong, Xiao Liang and others.

However, Pan Qi chose the worst path in the entanglement of thoughts, which not only put himself into a desperate situation, but also plunged the entire Jiuxiao Mountain Villa into dire straits.

"The reason why you are desperate to save me is because you know that only I can bring a clear path to the villa, whether it is staying in Daguang or far away from Mobei, I am your best bargaining chip."

Pan Qi suddenly smiled, shook his head, and said, "Can I understand that you are thanking me?" ”

Yang Yi shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Of course, you did save me, and you paid a lot of price for this." ”

As he spoke, Yang Yi also glanced at Pan Qi's fluttering left arm intentionally.

Pan Qi leaned to the side, and he didn't know if he deliberately wanted to avoid Yang Yi's gaze.

"Do you think that if you say this, the old man will let you go?"

Yang Yi smiled bitterly: "No, I'm just expressing my opinion, besides, if you really want to leave me to fend for myself in this place where birds don't, it's better to give me a cane now." ”

"Hmph..."Pan Qi sneered: "Don't worry, the old man will take you to Di, as you said, dedicate you to Hu Yanzhi, and then Hu Yanzhi will reward me with a few cattle and sheep, and the old man can spend his old age there in peace." ”

After speaking, Pan Qi no longer paid attention to Yang Yi and continued to stride forward.

Yang Yi trotted two steps and followed, and said with a smile: "Elder Pan's martial arts are world-famous, he is a hero in the world, how can he live the days of driving sheep and herding cattle, if Elder Pan is willing, you can go to our Shuzhong, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, gathering the heroes of the world, you may have a second spring there..."

Yang Yi gushed about all kinds of good things in Shu, and he hoped that Pan Qi would be moved and give up the idea of going north.

However, Pan Qi did not interrupt Yang Yi's chatter, but he never said a word from beginning to end, just stared at the front and hurried silently, as if there was only the red sun falling in the west in his eyes.

The two men walked west along the Misus for two days, during which they did not meet a single person, not even the fierce people who liked to be nomadic on the other side of the river.

It was as if it had become a dead place, and nothing was to be seen except for the eagle vultures in the sky and the occasional wild wolf galloping on the Gobi.

Gradually, Pan Qi also seemed to find that something was wrong, the Misus River is the only river flowing from the north of Yunzhou to the west, and it is also the dividing line between the grassland and the Gobi, its north and south sides are the barren grasslands with countless mud on one side, and the Gobi Desert where life is extinct on the other, whether it is a caravan or a pedestrian from the west or east, they must go along the Misus River, otherwise they will be swallowed by the grassland and the Gobi, and never want to come out.

However, the two of them had walked along the Misus River for so many days, and they had not seen a single caravan, and even the traces of people lingering on the road were very old, and according to Pan Qi's experience, the last time someone passed here was at least two months ago.

Soon the two of them reached the end of the Misus, which was a bit inaccurate, for the slowly flowing river of life had only gone underneath and continued its westward journey in a dim and lightless world.

But Yang Yi and Pan Qi couldn't go any further.

"Phew..."Yang Yi was annoyed and tried to spit out the sand that kept drilling into his mouth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, more sand drilled into it again.

Yang Yi simply turned his back, still beating his back by the wind and sand, and complained: "Further on is the desert, there is no water, and there are no antelopes for you to catch, Lao Tzu would rather let you slap your palm to death than go west." ”

Pan Qi squinted and stood in the wind and sand, looked to the west, then turned his head to the north, and said, "Will your people chase here?" ”

Yang Yi covered his mouth and nose and said, "If you put ten thousand hearts, no one would have thought that you, a madman, would take me around in such a big circle." ”

Pan Qi glanced at Yang Yi and smiled: "Go north." ”

Yang Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, if Pan Qi really took him into the desert on foot, I don't know if Pan Qi could come out alive, he would definitely become a dry corpse in the desert.

The two went all the way north along the edge of the desert, Yang Yi felt that he had reached the edge of collapse, it was not a matter of not being able to eat and drink, with the master of Pan Qi, Yang Yi ate wild roast mutton and roast beef along the way, and drank the sweet water of the Missus River, not only did not lose weight, but gained a little weight.

What makes Yang Yi unbearable is the endless rush, he has not seen a second living person other than Pan Qi for half a month, and Pan Qi will not say five words to Yang Yi a day, even if Yang Yi chatters about those interesting things in his previous life, Pan Qi will never speak if he does not stop.

Anyone suffering in this environment for half a month is a great test of mental and physical strength, Yang Yi thinks that his heart is tough enough, but he has also reached the verge of collapse.

On the evening of the second day of walking along the edge of the desert, Yang Yi and Pan Qi rested at the foot of a bare hillside, preparing to spend the night here.

Yang Yi took out the preserved mutton and re-lit the fire to roast it, so that it would not taste so dry and hard, while Pan Qi sat on the stone next to him and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Yang Yi looked at the meat that gradually came out of the mutton fat on the flames, and still said to himself: "This roast mutton, you should add cumin, pepper, and a little chili noodles, so that it not only does not taste fishy, but also more fragrant." ”

Of course, all this is Yang Yi's fantasy, now he only has salt in his hand, even if the mutton is still roasted very fragrant, but Yang Yi, who has eaten it for half a month, only feels that he feels bored when he sees the mutton.

"If you give me a pot, some shiitake mushrooms, and green onions, we can eat the mutton." Yang Yi continued his fantasies while turning the tongs that skewered the mutton.

"Another pile of beer, it needs to be cold, take a sip, hmm~~~~ It's cold from the throat alone! Refreshing! ”

As soon as the words fell, Pan Qi stood up suddenly.

Yang Yi looked back at Pan Qi listlessly and said, "What?" Would you like to have a drink too? ”

"Put out the fire!" Pan Qi suddenly snorted coldly.

Yang Yi paused for a moment, and without thinking about it, he threw himself down next to the fire, desperately pouring the sand towards the fire, and soon the pile of burning firewood and mutton were buried in the sand.

"What's that? Wolves? Yang Yining said.

The wolf is the most ferocious and cruel animal in the Gobi, especially at night, the steppe Gobi is dominated by the wolf, any person or animal, once they are found, it will be a terrible disaster.