"Zhang Gongzi! Walking! Remember to help the villain with a few kind words! ”

On the river supervisor boat that was gradually sailing away along the river, Cao Peng was still waving goodbye. Tang An, who had already gone ashore, smiled and gave this guy two words for free in his heart: idiot.

Having taken out the impregnable Chang'an City so easily, Tang Anxin couldn't help but feel a little proud. However, he knew that letting that little guy shout the propaganda slogan of Genting Tower, although it could temporarily divert the attention of Chen Tong and the others, it could not be delayed for too long. When Chen Tong realizes that he has been deceived, the target will definitely shift to Caoyun, and if he is fast, he will probably stop him at the next ferry. So not long after sailing out of Chang'an, Tang An asked to get off the ship.

Next to the riverbank is a quiet village, most of these villagers live by transporting vegetables and fruits to Chang'an City, and their lives are comfortable. Tang An knew that although he was safe for the time being, he had not completely gotten rid of the danger, so he immediately entered the village to find a carriage, and spent money to buy a cart of clean water and dry food, and continued to rush west.

The further west you go, the more desolate it becomes.

The Tang Dynasty was rich in the Central Plains, and the west was disturbed by the Xia Kingdom from time to time, resulting in the misery of the people. In addition to the people who have been rooted in this land for generations, they have a deep-rooted sense of land and have been living here and refuse to leave, but anyone with some ability will choose to move to the Central Plains.

It is said that there are three most common people on the official road of the Western Regions: one is a peasant with a sweat towel on his head and singing Shaanxi folk songs, one is a businessman who drives a carriage back and forth between the Xia Kingdom and the Tang Dynasty to do business, and the other is a bandit.

During the Han Dynasty, because the Silk Road built a bridge between the east and the west, the caravans were weaving, and the Huke was everywhere, and strangers riding camels and carrying large sums of goods could often be seen on the barren loess earth. But with the rise of the Xia Kingdom and the decline of Chang'an, there are fewer and fewer people who come to Datang to do business, and the bandits' lives are getting harder and harder. So Tang An and the three of them went all the way, but they didn't encounter any trouble.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. Xiao Guan rode every time, and they were all protected by Yan Ran.

I don't know how many days and nights I have walked, and the prosperity of Chang'an has long become yesterday's yellow flower. All you can see today is a patch of yellow.

The bare slopes, the cracked land, and the yellow convex scene as far as the eye can see. There was not a single cloud in the endless sky, only the blazing sun hanging alone in the sky. The baked earth was like a furnace, and even the occasional breeze carried a heat wave, without a trace of coolness, mixed with dust and sand on Tang An's face, making him look like a clay man. The sweat dried, wet and dried, and salted on the picture on the clothes. Not to mention people, even the horses pulling the cart had their heads drooping and looked lifeless.

Tang An licked his chapped lips and secretly cursed the ghost weather in the Western Regions. It's as hot as a steamer during the day, and as cold as an ice cellar at night, and it's impossible to live on such days.

Shaking the water bag that had already been empty, he was secretly anxious. For several days, all that came into view was the endless yellow earth, no villages, and no people. The water in the car is almost gone, and every drop of water is precious. Thinking of the first two women who loved cleanliness and dressed up with water, Tang An really realized what it means to be a loser.

There is no village in front and no road behind, and in this uninhabited land, people only feel tired and hopeless. Tang An looked up at the bright sun in full bloom, and sighed secretly that if he went on like this, he didn't say that if he wanted to find the swamp, it was a question of whether he could survive or not.

"Tang Gongzi, drink saliva."

was sorrowful to himself, and suddenly heard a soft female voice behind him. Su Meier opened the curtain playfully and handed the water bag to Tang An.

At this time, Su Meier also lost her original elegance. The carriage is hot on the outside and even hotter on the inside, like a sauna. The thin clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to her body, revealing her moving curves undoubtedly, a strand of sideburns mixed with sweat stuck to her ears, and with that pair of charming eyes, I couldn't help but be lustful even if I was afraid of a man.

Tang An is also a man, but at this time he is a poor man with only half a life left. No matter how sexy and tempting Su Meier is, it is almost the same as throwing flattery to a blind man.

"Thank you." He lazily took a small sip of the water bag, and said in a hoarse voice, "How much water do we have?" ”

"There wasn't much left, so the slave family and Sister Mu stored the rest of the water and distributed the daily share. If you save a little, you can drink it for two days. Su Meier said.

"Two days?" Tang An stretched out two fingers, his heart full of bitterness.

"It's a bit little, but the slave family believes that with Tang Gongzi's ingenuity, this problem will not be difficult for you." Su Mei'er smiled lightly, sat down beside Tang An, and said, "How far do we have to find a water source?" ”

Tang An smiled bitterly and pointed to the vast sky, and said, "You can't ask me this question, only God knows." ”

"Alas!" Su Mei'er sighed and said, "Are we going to die here?" ”

Tang An said: "Miss Mei'er, although we were not born on the same day, the same month, the same year, but you are so desperate to die on the same day, the same month, and the same year as me, do you have any intentions for me?" ”

"I'm sorry, the slave family is young, and I don't want to die yet." Su Mei'er snorted lightly, and suddenly laughed again, her eyes were like two crescents. said: "Tang Gongzi, don't you still believe in fate?" ”

"I really don't understand, why do you always entrust the unknown future to fate at your young age? If fate had asked me to rape you now, wouldn't you have resisted? Tang An asked rhetorically.

"It's not fate, it's your lust." Su Mei'er said with a smile, "But Mei'er knows that Tang Gongzi is just talking, you are much more honest than those sanctimonious hypocrites, you don't hide your likes and dislikes, even if you are shameless, you will be shamelessly upright." Just like now, in such a harsh environment, you can still be so optimistic to flirt with Mei'er. Mei'er still admires this point. ”

Fuck, is this praise or criticism? Tang An smiled and said, "Miss Su, I tell you very seriously, please don't praise me in the future." If a person does not have even the slightest shortcoming, then he will have no pursuit in life. ”

Su Meier said: "Speaking of pursuit, what is your pursuit?" ”