After several nights of vain work, Song Yang's luck returned, and he finally found the right place after a long time.

It may be that the sand king withdrew the ambush when he saw that there was nothing abnormal in the past few days, or it may be that the ambush is still there, but Song Yang's movements are too light and swift to be detected, and no one notices when he enters the account.

Song Yang thought that this Han girl slept very lightly, otherwise he would not have known that he had entered the tent last time, but this time he found that this girl slept not in an ordinary porcelain, and she barely woke up after shaking for a long time, which was better than that of a barbarian. Seeing her sweet dream interrupted and the disgust on her slightly pale little face due to instinct, Song Yang was embarrassed.

When he was awakened and got up, Xie Zimiao completely came back to his senses, his eyes were shining, and he looked Song Yang up and down, just looking at it was not enough, and he had to reach out and touch it...... When she touched this person, she felt at ease and smiled: "It's finally here, I can't sleep well every day." ”

Song Yang pondered in his heart, 'Can't you sleep like this?' What do you have to do when you sleep well?' and asked, "The last time we met, you said, do you recognize me?" ”

Saying that, Song Yang touched it from his arms, and actually turned out a piece of barbecue meat, which he stole yesterday, and it is not broken now: "I originally thought that if I could find you, I would return you, and if I couldn't find it, I would treat it as an early date." ”

"Meat returned? I don't want it, I'll send you. Xie Zi smiled, the man in front of her with a scruffy beard, pickled all over his body, and a piece of meat in his hand was actually very... It was lovely.

After speaking, she remembered that there was another person in the tent, and stretched out her hand to Song Yangxu to signal him to wait, while she stood up and walked up to Master Ban, and pushed him to wake him up.

After a few pushes, the old man did not respond. Xie Zimao was wondering. Song Yang said from the side: "I knocked him unconscious just now...... last time, the class adults shouted and made trouble, with the experience of the past, this time Song Yang learned to be smart, after entering the account, he first slashed at the side neck of the old man with a horizontal palm, and made him stunned first.

The porcelain doll helped the old man tuck the quilt and turned around and returned to Song Yang, took the barbecue and stuffed it back into his satchel with his own hands, his tone was never more serious, and he answered the question he just asked: "I recognize you." I know everything. Your surname is Fu, your name is Song Yang, the word Mi people, Yan Jingtai was born on the seventh night of the fifth month of the fourth year. ”

Song Yang tentatively: "Pay Song Yang? ”

The porcelain doll smiled and shook her head: "You were born in the Fu family, but then something happened, you didn't recognize your father's surname, and changed your name to Song Yang, you are Song Yang." ”

I can't remember it when no one says it, but as soon as I mention it, Song Yang feels that this name is very familiar, and it feels like it will never be wrong. His name is Song Yang, and the girl opposite really knows herself, and she was very happy for a while. The porcelain doll stretched out her hand to herself: "My name is Xie Zimiao, and your parents are also my parents." ”

My father's surname is Fu, my surname is Song, and my sister's surname is Xie ...... People who have no memory. My brain was a little messy, but I still asked tentatively, "Are you my sister?" ”

Xie Zimiao shook his head solemnly: "Wrong, I'm one year older than you, I really have to count it according to my sisters and brothers, I am also your sister, not my sister." ”

Song Yangda was surprised: "You are fifteen years old?" So count me as fourteen years old? "Xie Zimiao was born with a baby face. In addition, since childhood, he has been frail since he was a child, he rarely walks around outside, his skin is delicate and pale, and he is already young compared to his actual age, and Song Yang has seen all barbarians in his eyes since he woke up, and the porcelain doll is even smaller than the rough-skinned barbarian, Song Yang said that she was fifteen years old, and it was really not an exaggeration.

The porcelain doll burst out laughing. Shaking his head and saying: "It's more than twenty, I'm a year older than you......" As soon as he said this, the class master who was lying not far away and should have fainted suddenly snorted, and said: "It's not a real bloodline, so you shouldn't go to your sister and brother." ”

As soon as the class spoke, both of them were startled...... After all, Song Yang's memory has not yet recovered, and there may be no problem with reaction and strength, but the 'feel' is not easy to master, especially when he fights an old man who may choke his breath at any time, Song Yangning is light and heavy, and he couldn't control his strength, the old man woke up after a moment, sat up and looked at Xie Zimiao, and his voice didn't stop: "There is nothing to hide, there were words from your parents back then, and you grew up in his house again, and you have already settled the name!" ”

Master Ban looked at Song Yang again: "She is your wife who has not passed through the door." ”

The porcelain doll wanted to laugh again, 'She's your wife who didn't pass the door' This sentence just made her so happy, but how could she laugh at this time, if she wasn't shy, she would just grin at him again, and her face would really fall to the ground, and she wanted to bite her lip to stop laughing, but she was half a step late, and the laugh lines had already rippled, and the only way was to quickly lower her head.

Song Yang was also very surprised, but he was quite happy, when he entered the account this time, he carefully looked at the Han girl and felt that she was quite good-looking.

Anyone who has a beautiful daughter-in-law will be happy, and Song Yang is no exception.

The old man looked at the 'daughter-in-law' and then the 'son', and when he spoke, his neck turned with it, and then he found that the root of his neck was sore, and after a little pondering, he probably guessed the reason, and glared at Song Yang with a black mouth: "You beat me?" ”

"No, I can't." Song Yang didn't admit it: "Sleeping on the ground will inevitably lead to evil wind in your bones, I'll just pinch it for you." You don't ask, you always ......"

Master Ban thought for a moment before he replied coldly: "My surname is Ban, and I am a friend of your friend." ”

Although the old man's attitude was cold, Song Yang still stood up and bowed respectfully, and the class master was unmoved, but said lightly: "Didn't you lose your memory?" How can you still remember to salute? ”

Song Yang smiled bitterly: "It seems that you don't need to remember this, you will be born with it." ”

After waking up, I waited for many days, and finally met someone who knew me at this moment, among them there was a 'daughter-in-law who had not passed through the door', the relationship was so close, so naturally I knew a lot about myself, Song Yang had too many questions in his heart, what did I do, where was my home, what relatives and friends I had, how did I run to the wasteland, what did I encounter and even amnesia...... With so many questions, Song Yang said in one word: "What's the matter with me, what is the current situation?" ”

He asked out twelve words, but he wanted to answer them all, but he was afraid that he would not be able to say it clearly for a few days and nights, and the class suddenly missed Qi Shang, who loved to talk the most.

The old man was not interested in bothering with this, and turned his eyes to Xie Zimiao: "Come on." ”

Xie Zimiao was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, he asked Song Yang: "Do you know how you woke up?" And also. You had a strange illness before the accident, and you always had nosebleeds for no reason, did you feel wrong when you woke up? Song Yang shook his head and roughly described the situation when he woke up, which was completely worthless and unhelpful. As for the strange disease, he didn't feel anything after waking up, and he never had a seizure again.

The porcelain doll continued, "Is there anything else you can remember?"

Song Yang shook his head blankly again, perhaps with the memory of his previous life. Many of the most basic concepts in the two worlds are different, and when you are awake, it is easy to say, but now that you lose your memory, your brain has completely become a mess, and many days have passed since you woke up, and you still can't remember anything.

However, after shaking his head, Song Yang quickly showed a hearty smile again.

Seeing this, the class frowned and asked, "I can't remember anything, and I still laugh?" ”

"Didn't I meet you," Song Yang said honestly: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't meet you, you can always go out and find a way to find clues." I wasn't too worried. ”

Although he said that he didn't take Song Yang to heart and didn't have hatred, when he saw him, Master Ban was still not angry, and said coldly: "My heart is really wide." The porcelain doll asked Song Yang again: "What about your martial arts?" It's all recovered, right? ”

Song Yang was a little hesitant about this question, mainly because he didn't remember how his martial arts were. And how do you know if it is restored. The porcelain doll also thought of this, and said with a smile: "You turned out to be very fierce, and the most mysterious Great Yan National Master in the world was seriously injured by you; The first warrior of Tibet was stabbed by you in the ring, and in the sandstorm where even the big trees would be uprooted, you were tired and seriously ill and still resisted the flying barbarian army. Thirteen slashes in a row, killing dozens of people......"

Speaking of his bravery, Xie Zimiao did not hide his pride and was full of energy.

He didn't even know where Dayan and Tubo were, and Song Yang didn't delay his eyebrows, and he blinked for a long time before responding: "The world... The number one master? ”

"Seriously injuring the national teacher was your plot first, and killing the first warrior of Tubo was also your sneak attack. At that time, he was engrossed in fighting with others. The porcelain doll shook her head with a smile: "You can't reach the number one master in the world, but your martial arts are very strong, this weight will not be wrong, and you can be regarded as a good player in Nanli Kingdom." The sword technique is fierce, except for a few great masters, no one dares to grab its edge; The body style is a sensation in all directions, and when running with all his strength, both speed and endurance are much stronger than galloping horses. ”

Speaking of this, Song Yang finally heard that something was wrong, how fierce the great grandmaster was, he had no idea now, but he still remembered what the 'horse' was, and after hearing the words, he said his condition: "After waking up, my strength and strain are good, but my stamina... It's certainly not as good as a horse. ”

The porcelain doll frowned, as if she was a little unwilling: "The day before the accident, you were already sick, and you still ran on the grassland with me for a whole day, during which you also had a vicious fight, spent a lot of effort to treat everyone's injuries once, and finally fought the barbarians... Not now? ”

Song Yang shook his head decisively: "I definitely can't do it now." "When he tracked down the group of Baiyin warriors who captured Sampu before, he felt that his stamina was not enough, and when the barbarians in front of him stopped to rest, he was also so tired that he couldn't breathe, everyone's explosiveness may be different, but the endurance is not much different. That hasn't changed since.

If the stamina is not good, it means that the cultivation has not fully recovered.

The face of the class immediately showed disappointment, but the porcelain doll was still smiling, disapproving, and softly comforted: "Just recover slowly." After a while, he finally told Song Yang about him.

But the porcelain doll almost didn't mention any key points, only said that Song Yang was raised after he was born, settled in Yanziping, Nanli Town, and learned a great skill under the guidance of a master, and now her family and friends are in the town, she didn't say who she was, she just passed by; As for why he was in danger, she even made up a lie, saying that Song Yang and she went to visit friends in the Uighurs, and when they passed through the grassland, they were chased by bandits and fled into the territory of the Sand People, and after a vicious battle, everyone thought that he was dead, and she and Ban were captured by the barbarians.

After saying this, Song Yang was not allowed to ask anything, and the porcelain doll said: "Don't bother too much about your memory first, as long as you can go home and return to the familiar environment, you will soon be able to regain your memory." The barbarian is also polite to me and Master Ban, don't worry too much, the most important thing now is that you take us out of this place and go home. ”

But in the reckless Gobi, Song Yang is far from recovering, and the class and the porcelain doll are two burdens. How easy is it to escape?

The porcelain doll instructed Song Yang: "For the time being, everything will remain the same. You're still keeping up with the brigade, but there's something important to do for you...... Stealing food, food that can be preserved for a long time. ”

Song Yang nodded, no need to ask, the reserve food is to be used on the way to escape.

"You don't have to worry about anything else, just listen to us at any time." The tone of the porcelain doll in the previous sentence is steady, and the latter sentence is slightly excited: "The most important thing is that you will come tomorrow, right?" What kind of markers I'm going to make. Can you find it successfully? ”

Song Yang pondered, picked and chose from the satchel, and selected two porcelain bottles, which were all medicinal powders, Song Yang couldn't tell their uses, but he could smell them, the smell of the two bottles of medicinal powder was relatively strong, one was fragrant, and the other was smoking: "After camping, sprinkle some fragrant medicinal powder in the tent, and it will be easier to find it if there is a smell......

Xie Zimao is smart. As soon as he saw two bottles of medicinal powder with diametrically opposite tastes, he understood Song Yang's thoughts, and said, "If I spill that stinky bottle, it means that we can't meet." You smell the stench and turn around and leave. As she spoke, she reached out and patted Song Yang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Although the memory is lost, the cautious mind is still there, which is very good." ”

Master Ban was not so polite, and coldly reminded Song Yang from the side: "You used to like to fiddle with poison very much. Now look closely, don't leave us two bottles of poison in a daze. ”

Song Yang smiled and shook his head: "No, these two bottles will not harm anyone." These days, he has been thinking about his medicine bag a lot, and at least he can be sure that these two bottles are not poison.

It was almost dawn again, and the barbarians were so good that even if there was no rooster to announce it, they would wake up as soon as it was dawn. Song Yang couldn't stay any longer, said hello to the two companions, got up and was about to leave, but Xie Zimiao suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

Song Yang stopped: "Is there anything else?" ”

Xie Zimiao was fine, but when he saw that he was leaving, he was suddenly reluctant to ...... His lips moved, and finally he pressed back into his heart the sentence that rushed to his lips, 'You come early tomorrow night', and only earnestly instructed: "You are outside by yourself, be careful." ”

Song Yang nodded, and Xie Zimiao let go.

However, when he walked to the door, Song Yang suddenly remembered something again, turned his head and asked, "I remember a person's name, do you know each other?" ”

It's a good thing to be able to remember what it is, and the porcelain doll's eyes lit up: "Tell me, I should know." ”

"Who is Du Niang?"

The porcelain doll was at a loss, and the class was impatient: "Maybe it's your neighbor, friend, and nurse in Yanziping." ”

"I always feel as if she knows a lot, and when I have doubts, I think of this person." Song Yang smiled bitterly and raised his hand to knock on his head, first opened a gap in the tent to observe for a moment, and then left with a flash of figure.

……

It came without warning, and when it went, it was silent, only two bottles of medicine with one fragrance and one smell proved that the experience just now was not a big dream.

Master Ban spoke from the side: "It's better to have no memory, and the martial arts are not as good as before, aren't you disappointed?" ”

The porcelain doll smiled: "I believe him, don't say that he is alive and well now, even if he can't say that he can't move when lying on the ground, as long as there is still a breath, I will not be disappointed." ”

Master Ban's attitude towards porcelain dolls was much kinder than that of Song Yangke, so he didn't refute anything, and continued to ask, "Why don't you tell him the truth?" ”

"The brain will be messy, but the temperament will not change. He's a smiling and good-tempered person who usually looks like he's going crazy, but no one can stop him......"

Needless to say, Master Ban nodded in response, "Understood." ”

Song Yang's current situation is very bad, if he really wants to know everything, maybe he will do some evil things, but he used to be transparent, domineering in martial arts, ruthless in poison and medicine, and a group of friends with great powers around him to help each other, he has the capital to go crazy; But what else does he have now?

The porcelain doll didn't dare to tell him the truth, she was afraid that Song Yang would be rash, and if Song Yang was angry and brutal, he would undoubtedly kill himself.

Master Ban has already 'understood', but Xie Zimiao didn't stop the topic: "I thought about it carefully, now that he has no memory, it looks very troublesome, but it is actually a good thing, otherwise he will think about avenging Luo Guan and the others and go all out to deal with Shamin; I have to hurry back to prevent my family from going crazy, but none of these things can be rushed. ”

"If he had a memory, his heart would burn like fire at this moment; It's better not to remember anything, it's good to see him happy. The porcelain doll smiled and said.

Master Ban diverted the topic: "What are your plans for escaping?" ”

"In terms of direction, it must be closer to the Uighurs, and with the friendship between Song Yang and the Great Khan, as long as you cross the border, you will be considered to have escaped." Speaking of business, the porcelain doll regained its composure: "But there are two troubles, the first is to rely on you and me; The second thing depends on Song Yang......"

In the past, with the physique of the Ban and the porcelain doll, running away was not a thing to think about, but now with the care of the 'strong laborer' Song Yang, there is a glimmer of possibility to escape, but at least we must first figure out where they are, where the nearest Uighur border pass is, what direction, how many days of travel, etc., these things have to rely on the porcelain doll and the Ban to inquire about the sandmen.

The second trouble is even worse, stealing it will definitely attract the pursuit of the sandmen; Leaving the wasteland and entering the grassland, you may also have to face the round-up of wolf pawns; The Uighurs had been fighting against the Uighurs for many years, and the border was heavily guarded, and it was not easy to smuggle in the past without anyone to answer them, all of which required Song Yang to have sufficient combat power and physical strength, all of which depended on him.

But Song Yang now, how far can he run with his legs outstretched? How many can you kill with a knife?

If he wants to escape from danger and return home, at least Song Yang must first recover his combat strength. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation.