Song Yang woke up in shock, and when he heard that the outside was a mess, Mimi said that something had happened, and his waist and abdomen jumped up with force, resulting in dozens of wounds all over his body, and he screamed and fell back on the blanket. Xie Zimiao, who was guarding beside him, was startled, and hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, don't panic, it's very peaceful." ”

The action just now was too reckless, and Song Yang was so painful that the corners of his eyes jumped, but because of the pain, his brain cleared up a lot, so he could tell that although it was noisy outside, the shouts of the sand people were full of joy, and the adults and children were cheering.

Song Yangqi said: "What's the matter? ”

Xie Zimiao responded: "There are really wolves." The scouts of the sand people found the wolves, and just as the Sand King had guessed, many wolves in the Gobi had merged together on an unprecedented scale, and there were still wolves joining...... The scout reported early the day before yesterday, and the sand king rushed with a large army, and he had just returned, and he heard that it was a great victory, and a huge wolf pack was completely dispersed by them. ”

Song Yang was a little suspicious, not to fight the wolf but to time: "The spies returned, sent troops the day before yesterday, and come back now?" How long did I sleep. ”

Xie Zimiao raised four fingers: "It's been almost four days, you are really angry, don't talk about Shawang and Shamin now, even I believe a little that you have a strange disease of drowsiness." ”

Song Yang was surprised: "Slept for four days? After speaking, he shook his head and smiled: "Fortunately, I was woken up, if I go to sleep again, I will die of thirst." After saying that, he felt that something was wrong, and when he woke up, he only felt hungry, but he was not thirsty at all.

The porcelain doll smiled: "I won't die of thirst, I will sit up once or twice a day." Without opening his eyes, he asked me for water, and when he was full, he lay down and continued to sleep. It seems that I slept well enough to forget about drinking water in the middle. ”

Song Yang nodded at first, but after carefully recalling his sleep, he shook his head again: "I should have slept well in the front, I don't remember anything at all, but this last paragraph." Brain-pounding... It's like I've had a lot of weird dreams. But now I don't want to dream about anything. As he spoke, he stood up cautiously, and the porcelain doll wanted to help him, but Song Yang looked at her small body, for fear that he would not be able to stand on his feet and crush her again. I didn't dare to use her for help, and after getting up, I continued: "I don't think dreams are a bad thing, they should be a sign of memory recovery. ”

At this time, the sand king, who had just returned to the camp, came to the door in person...... Bai Yin dispatched a large army. Completely defeated a wolf pack that had been unprecedentedly large and had not yet completed the assembly, but when it came to 'killing', the wolves killed by the sand people were not too many, and they were only more than a thousand together.

But the wolves that died at their hands were, in the words of the Sand King, 'the unequal', either the wolf king or the powerful wolves of the herd, and the sand people struck down the leader of the pack. The remnants of the crowd scattered and could no longer stir up any more storms.

Able to detect the wolves Song Yang is indispensable, the sand king is here to send a gift, he took Song Yang and others to a clearing in the camp, as soon as he got close, he smelled the pungent smell of blood, after the victory of this expedition, all the peeled raw wolf skins were piled here. There are sandmen who are busy, divided into three piles according to the fineness of the wolf skins, the first pile is mixed with color, and it is not a good product at first glance; The second pile is slightly better, but it's also quite ordinary; The third pile is different. The wolf skin here is simple in color, bright and full, or snow-white or jet-black or red like fire. It is difficult to find a single piece of leather in each of them, and it is the best leather goods anywhere in Middle-earth.

Sha Wang pointed to the pile of wolf skins and asked Song Yang with a smile: "Is it enough to give you thirty sheets, and you can pick up which ones you like." ”

The last pile of high-grade wolf skins, all of which add up to only fifty or sixty pieces, and the sand king gave Song Yang thirty pieces at once, which was generous enough. Song Yang was not polite, nodded with a smile, and stretched out his hand to point to one of the skins: "The others don't matter, they just want to have a piece of it." ”

The sand king looked in the direction of his finger and said with a smile: "Sure enough, there is vision." ”

Song Yang also responded with a smile: "It's so conspicuous, it's hard to see it." "The high-grade wolf skin is not only black, white, and red, but the one he 'named' is golden throughout.

As he spoke, Song Yang stepped forward and lifted the wolf skin and spread it on the ground, and then said, "It's so big, it's comparable to a smaller bull." ”

The sand king nodded and said, "It's an old wolf, it's about to become a refinement!" ”

The old wolf used to be a yellow wolf, but he lived in the wasteland for decades, and the other wolf kings all obeyed it, according to the sand king's estimate, if there was no it, so many wolves of all sizes might not be able to gather together. When the sandmen hit it, they found that its teeth were almost gone, and its claws were withered, but its skin was plump and golden.

After choosing the wolf skin, it was not taken away immediately, and now the wolf skin has not been concocted, and it can't be stored for a long time, just let Song Yang pick it out first, and the rest of the things don't need to be taken care of, and Sha Min will send it to her again after he gets it.

The other wolf skins are easy to handle, but the golden wolf skin, the sand king is not in charge, so he asked Song Yang more: "Is this one to be made into a blanket or a leather robe?" ”

Song Yang turned his eyes to look at the class master and Xie Zimiao beside him: "What do you want?" ”

The old man has been a big official all his life, and he has never seen any good things, so he doesn't care at all: "Don't ask me, I don't want to, ask the little girl." ”

Xie Zimiao looked at the wolf skin and then at Song Yang: "Can I really call the shots?" Can it be made into a saddle? ”

Song Yang was puzzled, Sha Wang was stunned, and the class master smiled thoughtfully...... Xie Zimiao's words were not finished: "Sew it into a saddle, it doesn't matter what else, but the wolf's head must be left behind, thrown behind the saddle or on the saddle." ”

The sand people are not good at riding and fighting, but they often ride horses, and the sand king frowned and said: "It's no problem to make it, but it's very obstructive when riding a horse with a wolf's head, and that kind of saddle is simply an ornament." ”

Xie Zimiao shook his head and said: "It's okay, just furnishings, there must be a wolf head." ”

Song Yang was even more puzzled: "What does it mean to make a saddle?" ”

Xie Zihao smiled at Song Yanglu: "This is a gift, and I will take it out and give it to someone soon." ”

Song Yang has returned safely, and what he had to do before will continue to be done in the future. The Uighur allies were not to be lost, and the first stop after they left the wasteland was the Uighurs, which Xie Zihao had prepared for Song Yang's brother.

Dog Rong to the wolf as a totem, the big single in the self-proclaimed wolf master, the male soldiers under his command call themselves wolf pawns, if the 'sunrise east' to a 'golden wolf king' riding in the crotch, every day with the butt sitting, the meaning is self-evident. This gift was sent to the heart of the Great Khan.

Song Yang even forgot that he had a brother-in-law. Not to mention gift-giving, the class master could understand what Xie Zimiao meant, so he smiled.

At this moment, it was about to be dusk, and the sand king defeated the wolves in triumph, and more than a thousand hungry wolf corpses were brought back. Naturally, there was a warm celebration at the camp dinner.

The wolf meat was set up on a bonfire, and the camp was full of singing and laughter, which was a big bustle, the only fly in the ointment. The smell of the wolf meat is very strange, and the aroma is also sandwiched with some sourness, which makes people feel uncomfortable, far worse than roasted yellow sheep.

And Sha Min treated Song Yang as he had promised the Sand King, treating him as a distinguished guest, respectful and warm.

The merits and demerits cannot be offset by the demerits, but the hatred has long since dissipated. For Song Yang to break the bodies of dozens of Baiyin people into pieces, Sha Min did not show the slightest resentment, it is estimated that it is also related to Sha Min's belief that the spirit will live forever, as for the guilt and punishment, it is left to the gods to decide, before the Tianshui descends, Song Yang is their honored guest, is their benefactor.

So Song Yang and the other three Han people. They all got a large piece of wolf meat, which is said to come from the old golden wolf...... The wolf meat was rough and hard to bite, and the taste was sour and fishy, but Song Yang had slept for a few days without eating, and now he was so hungry that he could even eat raw meat. And who has so many accountants, and when he is full. Only then did he wipe the grease on his mouth and whispered to his companion, "It's really not delicious." ”

Master Ban laughed angrily at him: "It's not delicious, you still asked Sha Min to add meat three times?" ”

Song Yang also smiled: "Isn't this hungry?" ”

After eating and drinking, the three of them sat by the bonfire temporarily, watching the sand people sing and dance, and after a while, the porcelain doll came to Song Yang's ear and asked softly, "Can you do me a favor?" The latter nodded naturally, but the porcelain doll did not say what she wanted him to help do, but asked him to wait a while, and she herself jumped up with joy, and found a few Shamin women who got along well with each other, and was busy not knowing what to do.

By the time the porcelain doll returned, the celebration of the sand people was nearing its end, and most of the tribesmen had rested, leaving only a few newly married young men and women, still sitting around the campfire and whispering, and occasionally there were a few cries and laughter of the fat daughter-in-law...... Xie Zimiao's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his eyes were shining, and he didn't explain anything, so he took Song Yang's hand and went back to 'home' together.

After entering the account, Song Yang found that there was a huge wooden barrel filled with water in the center of the tent, and the heat was filled, and the temperature of the water was just right when he reached out and touched it.

Song Yang has lost count of how many days he hasn't taken a bath, and now when he sees the big bathtub, he only feels that there is no longer itching from the scalp to the heels, and he can't wait to jump in immediately with a double tui, but he gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth, and finally held back, shook his head and sighed: "There are too many external injuries on the body, and I can't touch the water now." ”

The porcelain doll pursed her lips and smiled: "I know that you can't take a bath now, and this bucket of water was not prepared for you." As she spoke, her voice gradually lowered: "I want to ask you for help... Help me stay outside for a while, I want to take a shower... Since I was captured, I haven't bathed, not because the sand people won't let me, but because I don't feel at ease and don't dare to wash. "Shamin will not abuse captives, not to mention that in their eyes, the porcelain doll and the Ban master are not captives, but their own clan, but no matter how friendly the Shamin is, Xie Zimiao can't really let go of Xionghuai and integrate into it.

It wasn't until Song Yang returned that she felt safe...... The porcelain doll exhaled a sullen breath and said lightly: "For two months, I won't be able to live if I don't take a bath, I'm dying." ”

It was obviously a Laipi remark, but she said it faintly and resentfully, and Song Yang felt itchy in his heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you can't die, I'll stand guard for you, I have a long nose, pointed eyes and big ears, I am the number one sentinel in Tianzi, you can wash it with peace of mind, don't even think about flying a bird." ”

Saying that, Song Yang retreated to the tent and sat on the ground and stood guard at the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, in the tent not far from the opposite side, the class adults stretched out their heads: "Why was it blasted out?" ”

Song Yang shook his head: "It's not that I'm blasted out, it's ......" After saying half a sentence, he felt that something was wrong: "No, as soon as I came out, you knew?" What are you doing at night when you don't sleep and just stare at us? ”

Ben-sama blinked, unable to figure out how to answer. With his head shrunk, he went back to the tent and ignored him.

For so long, until late at night, Song Yang sat bored, and felt even more bored when he listened to the sound of water in the tent...... Finally, the sound of the water stopped, and after a while. Behind him, the curtain opened a gap. An arm poked out, grabbed Song Yang's robe without waiting for him to turn around, and pulled him back to the tent.