.

Fanxiang was immersed in the music and singing played by the two, and everything was in the wine.

The moon is slanting westward, the bamboo shadow is dashing, it is already midnight, the three of them are half-drunk, as if they are clapping their hands, and the bamboo rat servants who have been raised for a long time are invited to clean up the leftovers on the table, and each gets up and goes back to the room to sleep peacefully, without saying anything for a night.

The next day, the three of them got up early, Fan Xiang changed into an indigo-dyed green coat sent by the villagers in the village, packed up the belongings he was carrying, and had to travel west again. As if standing in the courtyard and watching Fan Xiang walk out of the courtyard gate, Wan Haoruo sent Fan Xiang to the small ferry port when he came, Fan Xiang led Daqing Ma to the small boat, looked back at Wan Haoruo, and waved his sleeves slightly.

"Brother Fanxiang, you have to be good when you are out alone, you have to take care of yourself, and you must come back to see me. The ghost cave clan downstream, they are very fierce, especially the sister of the village owner clown Su Xinyan, I told you last night, you must remember, don't provoke them, you must stay away from them. "Under the shade of the bamboo, in the morning mist, the water went west, as if standing on the shore, his eyes were red, and he wanted to cry.

The boat went all the way down the water, and gradually drifted away.

"Okay, I remember, you go back, don't keep crying your nose, girls always cry their noses, it won't look good. After I rescued the little cherries, I came back to see you, you have to be good, you have to be well, you have to listen to your aunt, don't go outside, the world outside is too chaotic, it's not safe, do you remember?" Fanxiang shouted loudly to the shore.

Wan Haoruo quietly looked at the boat going west, the tears in his eyes, his nose was sore, but after all, he still flowed out, down his cheeks, and slid to the ground, like a broken petal, beautiful and sentimental. She watched Fanxiang's figure go farther and farther above the water, in the morning mist, gradually blurred, and finally invisible, it was difficult to hide the feeling of farewell in her heart, and the little song hummed softly in her mouth:——

......

This sky

In April, the wind is blowing

You're in a hurry

Walking, walking, gone far from my eyes

.

The wind caresses the sky

The clouds have drifted away

Light, light, quiet

This sky is really empty

.

I look up to you

You come and go in a hurry

Come, come, go

I will pour it out into your bosom

......

The song is soft, lingering and compassionate, in the sound of the water slapping on the shore and splashing the water, like a faint sigh, a lifetime of obsession, all at the time of parting.

The fog was thick in the early morning, and the boat gradually faded away, hiding the mountain in a haze, so that it could never be seen again. Fanxiang stood at the head of the boat and broke through the fog to the west. About an hour later, the small river bay that was on the boat yesterday was already in front of him, in the mist, vaguely recognizable, remembering Wan Haoruo's advice when he left, if he went down the river, he would inevitably pass through the ghost cave clan, he didn't want to make more trouble now, so he rowed the boat to the shore of the river bay, abandoned the boat and went ashore, rode a big green horse, and entered the Danmu Forest. In the Danmu forest, the big green horse did not go to the northeast according to the way it came, but galloped away to the west.

After galloping for about an hour, I saw that the trees along the way were getting fewer, and the meadows in the forest were getting thinner and thinner the farther west, and gradually, there was a yellow sand land with only sparse plants on the ground, and the meadows and forests were gradually left far behind. The further you go, the more you go, the occasional small Gobi desert on the yellow sandy land. The flora and fauna on the ground are decreasing, and there are occasionally a few goshawks flying around in the sky.

Fan Xiang looked up at the goshawk in the sky with great interest, at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew, the wind and sand swept by, those goshawks in the wind, even fearless, one will dive down, one will turn sharply and fly up, between the turning of the body, there is a very disciplined method, it is like a master of kung fu in the world, flying through the air. The goshawk circled in the air, and Fan Xiang could see that the wind was so strong that he and his horse were wrapped and galloped forward. The horses neighed, and one man and one horse followed the sudden blowing wind and ran away on the yellow sand road to the west.

One man and one rider follow the wind, aimlessly. There was no one along the way, and between the yellow sand and the earth, many villages and markets that were once sparsely populated were destroyed by swords and soldiers, and they had been burned to the ground, which was a desolate scene without a rooster crow for thousands of miles.

The yellow sand land stretches to the west, he rode on a horse, and had to run with the wind, so aimlessly after walking for a while, the yellow sand land is as flat as a mirror, the desert is boundless, the wind is whistling, and there is no smell of fireworks in the world.

The yellow sand is long in front of you, and there is no end in sight. At this time, the sun was past noon, and the sun hung on the high canopy of heaven like a burning coal. The breath between heaven and earth suddenly became hot, and it was unspeakably miserable. The hotter and hotter I was, I was drenched in sweat, and I just wanted to find a cool place to escape. Fanxiang stood between the recklessness, looking around, full of reckless yellow sand. He had no choice but to let the big green horse walk wildly, and when he was groggy, a slightly sweet and moist breath suddenly blew from the west.

On the Huangsha Mo Road, the sun is hanging high, and in a trance, there are many large and small, crystal like mirror lakes in front of them, and the lake water is rippling in the sun, sparkling. The sun is blazing, scorching the whole earth, and the landscape of "half river and half river red" is shown on the yellow sand land, which is extremely spectacular.

Fanxiang said to herself, "Where did you get so much water?" and then let the horse run, but always felt that there was a distance not far from the lake. Looking around, I saw the golden yellow sand lying quietly behind me, but the lake was nowhere to be seen. As he ran forward, a vast lake appeared in front of him, which flooded the sandy slope in front of him, submerged the Gobi and desert on both sides, and spread all the way to the sky. Fanxiang had to run forward, and the crystal lake was also rolling forward, no matter how fast the big green horse ran, it couldn't reach it. It always kept a certain distance from him.

It dawned on Fanxiang that this was a fake lake formed by the mirage that had risen up in the desert. What he saw was a mirage.

At this time, the large and small lakes on both sides and in front of them disappeared without a trace. He could only continue to walk forward, and the scenery in front of him seemed to be slightly different. In the sunlight, looking from the left front, there are countless farmhouses and villages on the horizon, with white walls and red roofs, one after another, in a staggered and orderly manner. It's green and shady, and the smoke is curling. Not far from the farmhouse, there are dozens of tents and yurts of different sizes, some white and some black, and there seem to be pedestrians, cattle and sheep next to them. As far as the eye can see, behind the tents and yurts is the verdant savannah, which soars to the sky, making it a beautiful and fascinating sight. As I walked forward, the landscape I had just seen slowly deformed. Farmhouses have become ruins, tents and yurts have disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the green steppes have become vast Gobi and desert. When I was looking at and reverie in the boundless distance, I saw that the yellow sand and wild desert in the distance appeared rolling turquoise again, and the turquoise waves were connected with the clouds in the sky, making people seem to see the vast blue sea,—— which is an oasis!

In the vast and silent desert, such a large oasis appeared, Fan Xiang's heart was vibrating, and she ran towards the oasis in sight with excitement and yearning.

The sun dragged his figure, he dragged his heavy body, and one mount moved forward. The four fields are empty and silent, and he is like a small boat floating in the sea, small and lonely. In the vast yellow sand farther and farther away, the oasis in front of you is quietly disappearing, and before you know it, the vast lake appears again in front of you. It is said to be a lake, and its momentum is like the sea. In the distance, the turquoise sky was connected, and in the near distance, the silver-white waves were raging, making him feel the sea in front of him. When he rushed towards the big white wave, the big wave retreated, and as fast as he ran, the big white wave retreated. In this way, he ran towards the sky, which connected to the sea. Gradually, the vast lake, or the sea, disappeared, and in its place were a small untouchable lake that appeared in front of it and on both sides, and as we walked, the small lakes disappeared.

People and horses are very thirsty under the temptation of this water feature.

Fanxiang lay on the horse's back, groggy and slowly, when the consciousness was about to be blurred, a cool and slightly sweet breath blew, the big green horse raised his head, neighed, snorted a few times, and looked excited. After a long drought and Ganlin, he was about to lose consciousness, but suddenly woke up, recovered a little, and then picked up the reins and galloped away in the direction of the slightly sweet breath. After about a pillar of incense, there was a sudden sparse sparse grass between the yellow sand, and those grass had leaves but no flowers, and the leaf color was not moist. After a while, in the yellow sandy field, in addition to the sagebrush grass, other flowers and plants gradually increased, and the leaf color was more tender and moist than before. Then he looked far away in the air, only to see that on the yellow sand in the distance, the first-class blue waterway was embedded between heaven and earth, like a blue gemstone necklace, and his heart was overjoyed, so he flew forward. After a while, the sound of rushing water was heard, and a long river appeared in front of him, the river surface was wide, horizontal like a mirror, the blue waves were rippling, and the aquatic plants were gently swaying at the bottom of the river.

At this time, the man and the horse were already thirsty and unbearable, so they led the horse in the shallow water, leaned over the river, scooped up the water and drank, only to feel a burst of coolness, penetrating the heart and lungs, and the previous feeling of thirst and disgust disappeared at once, and the brain was clear. The river water is very luscious and clear, faintly with a slight floral fragrance, countless small pieces of broken ice in the water, and pink peach blossom petals in between, I think the source comes from the cold snow in the mountains. The crushed ice floated on the turquoise water, hitting each other like little white elves, tinkling and clanging, like fairy music.

Fanxiang drank enough river water, his spirit was refreshing, he stretched out his left and right arms, and his body gradually regained his vitality.

The ice on the surface of the river shines brightly, and the river water drifts slowly to the west with flower petals, and the river flows fragrantly, and the flowers and trees in the upper reaches shake off and fall into the water, and come with the water.

Looking around the four fields, in the silence, there is no one, only the sound of nature, and the canopy from time to time flying a snake singing, flapping four wings as thin as cicada wings, the sound is like a rock, and occasionally flying over the black bird, the girl screams, the echo in the distance is empty, and it is even more lonely. Fan Xiang's heart was at a loss,—— she didn't know where this place was, how could there be no one, empty and lonely. Looking at the direction where the ice flowers in the river were drifting, he said to himself: "Why don't I go up the river, maybe I will meet people where the flowers are blooming, so that I can know where I am now." He made up his mind and marched along the riverbank towards the current.

He rode a big green horse along the river, and the more he went up, the wider the river became, and he seemed to be out of sight of the other side. The dwarf plants in the yellow sand by the river gradually increased, and became more and more green, swaying in the wind, but there was not a single tree or tree. After walking for a long time, a roaring sound was heard in the distance, and the river turned south around a piece of high ground and entered a wide canyon.