Madara was taken away by the aliens for a long time, until the sky was dark again and did not come back, the porcelain doll leaned on the cold rock wall, holding her knees with both hands, looking up at the light from the cracks in the cave roof, watching the sun during the day, and watching the moonlight at night, sitting for a day, her posture has not changed slightly, and she has not said a word.

In the meantime, the old man of the cell came a few more times.

The first time was at noon, the cell head brought lunch in, it was still black porridge, seeing that the bowl of porridge in the morning had not been moved, the cell head frowned, but he didn't say anything, replaced it with new porridge and left; At dusk, he came to deliver the meal again, and when he saw that the lunch was still intact, the cell head looked a little anxious, and gestured with both hands to signal the girl to eat.

The porcelain doll didn't look at him, just looked at the top of the cave.

Dinner was still black porridge.

The cell boss persuaded for a long time, and saw that the Han girl didn't react at all, sighed and walked away, and after a short time he folded back again, this time he had a few more eggs with black lines on a white background and the size of a fist, and he didn't know what was under it, the cell head gestured very hard, and told Xie Zimiao that this egg tasted very good.

Xie Zimiao smiled and shook his head: "I won't starve myself to death, but I really don't want to eat now, just wait, I still want to thank you." ”

The cell boss couldn't understand Chinese at all, so he shook his head and continued to gesture hard, so after a while, after he confirmed that he was just in vain, he finally gave up, put the monster at Xie Zimiao's feet, shook his head and sighed and walked away...... It wasn't until the third watch that the iron gate outside moved again, and the class came back.

To some surprise, the class went out for a spin, and there was a good catch, and he carried a few things in his arms: two fur blankets folded squarely, plus a new crockpot.

Master Ban handed one of the blankets to Xie Zimiao: "It's cold at night, cover it warmer." Then he opened the crockpot again, and finally there was a little tone in his voice, a little happy taste: "I want a jar of wine, do you want to drink a little?" ”

As he spoke, the smell in the crockpot had already diffused, and there was a smell of wine in the pungent sourness, which was very unpleasant, if any tavern in the Han Realm dared to sell this kind of wine, I was afraid that it would not take a day to be smashed.

The class seemed to be in a good mood, holding the wine jar as if holding a baby, and explained more: "There is no good water here, and this is the taste of the wine that is brewed." ”

As he spoke, he carefully took out half a bowl of wine from the broken bowl from which he had drunk before, and as soon as he took a sip, he began to cough violently, and the wine in the bowl was almost shaken.

Seeing that the old man was coughing too hard, the porcelain doll asked, "I'll help you hammer it." ”

The old man was speechless for a while, he just shook his head vigorously and refused the kindness, and after a while he straightened out his breath, and said with difficulty: "You can't do it by beating your back, this thing looks simple, but not everyone can do it well." The strength should be just right, and the position should change back and forth, otherwise it will be more uncomfortable to beat, and it is better not to beat. ”

After saying that, he saw that the wine was spilled and the bowl was empty, and the old man showed a distress in his eyes, but fortunately the wine jar was still there, and he poured out some and drank it, and the result was the same as last time, and he began to cough again, but this time the old man was a lot smarter, he only poured a little wine into the bowl, and after drinking it all, no matter how intense the tremor caused by the cough was, there was no wine to spill in the bowl.

This was followed by pouring wine, drinking, coughing, and ...... Every time he took a sip, he coughed as if he was about to vomit out his lungs, but he refused to give up the wine in the pot, but it was not a good wine in his hand.

The porcelain doll's voice was very soft: "If you can cough, don't drink it." ”

"Open the lid, I can't finish drinking tonight, the sun will rise tomorrow, the weather is hot, the wine will be more sour and choking, and I won't be able to drink it at that time." Master Ban is full of reason: "I have worked for them for a whole day in exchange for such a little wine, and if I don't drink it, I won't wait for Ruobai to be busy for a day." ”

"Them?" The porcelain doll gets to the point.

Master Ban coughed so much that his bones were about to scatter, put down the wine bowl for the time being, and responded, "Shamin." Then he added an accent: "This is the place of the sandmen." ”

The porcelain doll didn't say anything, and continued to ask, "After the storm, it was the sandmen who saved us?" ”

Master Ban suddenly laughed strangely: "It's not that he saved us, but he spared us." ”

Xie Zimao Bingxue was smart, and after listening to the old man's strange words, he pondered for a while, and he roughly understood what he meant: "You mean... The monster that attacked us in the storm was the Sandfolk? They all have wings and can fly? ”

"The wings must not have grown, the cell leader is the Sandman, do you see that he has wings?" Ban-sama shook his head: "But they do fly ......"

Ben-sama took another sip of wine.

The wine entered his throat, choking and rushing, which made people can't help but want to cough again, but Master Ban didn't make a sound this time, he held his breath fiercely, gritted his teeth, stretched his neck, clenched his fists, and his body tightened, as if he was angry with himself, and he held back the convulsions in his throat, and only after a long time did he breathe out and said: "The success is done." ”

Four words, he said one word at a time.

Luo Guan and Song Yang failed.

That night, the Grand Grandmaster stood at the head of the line to protect his companions and resist the army of monsters in transit, and finally couldn't hold on and was swept away by the wind, and Song Yang only slashed out thirteen knives behind him, and then the team was completely scattered...... In fact, if Luo Guan could hold on to one more cup of tea, or Song Yang could hold on to half a cup of tea, they would have carried it.

After a hundred miles and ninety, they almost escaped.

After the team was dispersed, the monster army quickly passed by, and when they passed, the storm ended.

At that time, Master Ban was miraculously awake, but he was severely injured and fainted Xiao Wan was held down, unable to move a little, he couldn't do anything, only lying on the ground, looking at the sky through Xiao Wan's hair... The night is ethereal again, and the stars and moon are faintly visible in the sky.

It didn't take long for the sky to brighten, and Master Ban could see more clearly, there were still a lot of corpses scattered around them, blood stained the sea of red flowers, and stumps and broken bones everywhere, which showed the fierceness of Luo Guan's attack and the fierceness of the fierce battle last night.

However, to the great surprise of the Ben-sama, the corpses scattered around were not monsters, and they were clearly human. But their costumes are peculiar, sewn from translucent, unknown membranes, and worn on their bodies with their arms connected to their bodies and webbed between their legs, much like bats...... Master Ban shook his head again: "I can't tell you the specifics, but you will have the opportunity to see that kind of clothes in the future, and you will understand when you see it." That strange outfit should have helped them take advantage of the wind to fly, and we mistook them for monsters. ”

After dawn, Master Ban could clearly feel that Xiao Wan was still breathing, and under the great joy, the old man tried to wake up Xiao Wan many times, but it never worked. He was held down like this, and a few more hours passed, until dusk, and finally there was movement around him, and the 'monsters' returned.

When they returned, the monsters had already taken off their weird leather coats and showed their tattoos on their upper bodies. The class master was familiar with all things in the grassland, and immediately recognized the other party as a sand people.

"It was only later that I figured out that the Sandmen had launched a large army charge in the Black Sandstorm with the intention of dealing with the wolf pawns chasing us...... Of course, they did not come to save us, but they saw the heavenly Kusa circling, and saw the wolf pawns raiding with heavy troops, and said that the dog sent troops to attack them. Master Ban temporarily diverted the topic: "Shamin and Inu Rong have an inextricable mortal enmity, they have been entangled with each other for hundreds of years, fighting endlessly, and when they saw the enemy that day, they naturally wanted to rush to kill them." ”

The porcelain doll's brows furrowed even tighter: "We just happened to meet?" A wrongful battle fought in vain? ”

Maybe it was the liquor that hurt his throat, and Master Ban's voice was a little dry: "It's right to meet at the right time, but this battle is not unjust, Luo Guan and Song Yang have done nothing wrong." ”

The Shamin marched, even if they had no intention of killing those Han Chinese, but the two sides met in the storm, and the Shamin couldn't do it even if they wanted to, and for that army, no matter what stood in front of them, it would definitely crash and crush it.

If they want to avoid fighting, all Song Yang and the others can do is to lie on the ground and allow the monster to fly over them, but the other party's intentions are unclear, and the momentum is violent, and they lie down, in case they are attacked, there is no chance to resist. Mo said that at that time, even if he thinks about it now, if Sha Min flew over Song Yang and the others, who could guarantee that they would not cut away the people lying on the ground with a knife?

Luo Guan's choice to fight is the only way to protect himself.

Xie Zimiao nodded, no longer entangled in this matter, and asked the old man to continue to talk about the situation of the day...... "There are hidden mountain beams between the rift valleys, which are hidden by the sea of flowers and invisible to outsiders, but the sand people know it, so this rift valley is a natural moat for us and for the dogs, but it does not hinder the sand people in the slightest. The class explained again, and then turned back to the topic.

With the help of the storm, and the number is far greater than the wolf pawn, the sand people won a great victory, but the sand people have their own beliefs, even if they are enemies, they will not let the corpses be exposed to the wild after being killed, and after the battle, they buried the corpses of the wolf pawns, and then returned to the other end of the rift to clean the battlefield where Luo Guan, Song Yang and others had fought.

Soon, everyone in a squad was found by the sand people, because when Song Yang was defeated, the crossing army and the black sand storm were at the end, although everyone was seriously injured, but except for Song Yang, everyone else still left a breath and did not die. Among them, Luo Guan was the most seriously injured, he fell out early, and he was hit by Shamin the most, and when he was swept away by the wind, his internal strength had been consumed to the point of trickling, his body was no different from ordinary people, and he had many bones broken all over his body.

Previously, Luo Guan let go of the killing, I don't know how many Sha Min died in his hands, Sha Min hated a few Han people, but did not slaughter them with his own hands, but did a strange and simple, as if it was a sacrificial ceremony, and then threw Luo Guan, Qi Shang Ba Xia, Nan Rong Heikou, Xiao Wan Xiaogu all down the rift.

The Sandmen knew that there were terrible fish hidden in the Rift Valley, and they were superstitious that those loaches would not only drink blood and eat meat, but also corrupt the soul, and throwing the prisoners into the Rift Valley to feed the fish was the most terrible punishment in the eyes of the Sandmen.

Although she knew that her companion was dead, the porcelain doll's heart sank suddenly when she heard this...... Dead, dead, such a high rift, all the falls were broken, not to mention that there were countless loaches below.

"When Sha Min found Song Yang, he was already dead, I probed carefully, there was no pulse in his hands, his body was cold and his pupils were dilated, and he couldn't die anymore."

I don't know if it's intentional or not, but when I said this, I put my voice very soft.

Even Xiao Gu didn't die, how could Song Yang die?

The porcelain doll wanted to ask, but she couldn't hold back when the words came to her mouth, she knew that the class couldn't give an answer. Others may survive because they are lucky, and in the same way, some people die simply because they are unlucky.

Without warning, Xie Zimao burst into tears, didn't make a sound, didn't sob, just tears dripped down one by one, even if she closed her eyes hard, she couldn't stop the tears from pouring out.

"The dead could not be sacrificed, and the sand people treated the corpses well and buried Song Yang. Don't think too much about it. "Ban-sama doesn't remember the last time he comforted someone.

Still in tears, Xie Zimiao's voice was unexpectedly calm: "Song Yang is my last relative. ”

After a pause, Xie Zimiao reached out and picked up the wine bowl on the ground, and asked the class to bring him a little bad wine: "He is my husband." ”

Two pairs of parents, countless brothers and sisters have died tragically, the 'baby parent' of the year is not worth mentioning, but the real key is that she only has his last relative left in this world, with this person, even if the five words 'he is my husband' will appear that she is frivolous and does not respect herself, but at least it can make her feel that she is not lonely.

This person died, and in the great world, only the porcelain doll was left alone.

With that, she brought the bowl to her lips...... Sour, astringent, spicy, all kinds of flavors are entangled and rush straight to the throat, making people want to cough irrepressibly, Xie Zimiao can't help but don't want to bear it, but what she didn't expect was that the sound that surged from her heart and lungs and went straight to her throat was not coughing, but crying 'wow'.

He cried and cried, and the bowl shattered to the ground.

The right prime minister didn't persuade him, so he sat aside and listened to the crying, drank wine with a jar in small sips, and then coughed vigorously.

After a long time, the porcelain doll sat down again, and crying couldn't relieve the depression in her heart, but the loss of physical strength could calm people a lot: "Why are we still alive?" Didn't get thrown into the rift. ”

After drinking all the jars of wine, the old man's lungs seemed to be leaking, and he gasped like a bellows and said, "I said to Shamin, Song Yang and Xiaowan are brother and sister, I am their father, and you are Song Yang's daughter-in-law." ”

Ban Daren does not know the language of the Dog Folk but he is proficient in the Dog Rong Barbarian dialect, and the Dog Rong herdsmen live together in the prairie, and there are many people who know the Dog Rong dialect, so the two sides can communicate.

Like all barbarians, the sand people are bloodthirsty and fierce, but in the bones of this group of barbarians, there is another gentlemanly demeanor: children and husbands have been ambushed, and the widows and widows above and below are lonely and old, and they will no longer be embarrassed.

Not only will it not be difficult, but it will also be taken care of.

The Han Realm of Middle Earth boasts of being the most civilized and modest, but whether it is the Great Yan or Nanli, or the Great Hong Dynasty, which ruled the world six hundred years ago, who can do better than the Sha Min in the matter of the enemy's corpses and the enemy's lonely old man.

"And they believed it, and you said that?" The porcelain doll is not questioning, but just asking if you can't figure it out.

Master Ban smiled: "It's a clear thing, in the storm, Song Yang stood in front of Xiaowan, the elder brother sheltered his sister from the wind and rain, the husband carried the daughter-in-law, and the daughter carried the father. ”

After speaking, Master Ban diverted the topic: "After a while, there should be Shamin who will marry you, your husband is killed by them, they will come to take care of you, the same, that person will also recognize me as a father, I have heard before, for wives and parents like you and me, Shamin will be extremely concerned, this is related to their beliefs." ”

The porcelain doll smiled, her eyes were bright, and she did not hide the murderous intent in her eyes.

Master Ban continued: "The matter of marrying you is not up to the Sha King, it is all up to the Sha Min's will. In the past few days, some sand people have come to see you, but they haven't taken a fancy to you and think you are ugly. Shamin women are beautiful with fat, and the beautiful women of our Han family are all ugly in the eyes of Shamin...... So if you don't want to get married, don't eat yourself too fat. But until you get married, you're going to stay in jail. ”

Xie Zimiao probably understood why the cell boss looked anxious when he saw that he was not eating or drinking.

The porcelain doll is tired, she hasn't eaten for five days today, but she doesn't dare to sleep yet, with her body, I'm afraid she won't wake up again if she sleeps again, Xie Zimiao can't die yet, the enemy is still at ease in Dayan, and ...... With him into the ground, she has a whole family of great revenge, although she has not yet thought about how to take revenge, but sooner or later what should be done must be done.

Xie Zimiao barely ate a little something, lay down on her side, tired to the point of panic, but her mind was very clear, and it was difficult to sleep no matter what, after lying down for a long time, she sighed softly: "Yesterday... It's not yesterday, it's the last day with them, and it seems to have passed much faster than today. ”

was awakened in the middle of the night and fought his way out of the siege from the small city; Monitored by Kusa, the pursuers behind him increased all the way; Escape into the sea of flowers, the beautiful scenery in front of you is shocking; Explore deep valleys and encounter unknown monsters; Climb the cliff and watch the wolf soldiers chase the 'boom' until the final storm hits the Sand Folk army to cross...... The day was full of thrills, adventures, and her companions were all angry, and the porcelain doll also looked a little anxious on the surface, but she was very happy.

Maybe it's because she's been weak since she was a child, and she can't do most of what other dolls can do, in Xie Zimiao's heart, there is always a hidden desire for 'adventure', and I still remember being kidnapped by Yunding, and on the way to escape, the objects in front of her eyes flew by, and the wind in her ears roared loudly, and she was already scared to other girls, but Xie Zimiao was laughing at that time, happy like flying, and couldn't suppress her excitement...... She likes those thrills, and the last day of everyone's time together is so joyful for her that it is enough to remember the three lives and nine lives, even if it is Meng Po soup.

It's a pity that in the end he didn't survive the storm.

The day passed quickly, and today was slow.

The class master didn't fall asleep either, and replied lightly: "I'm old...... So I always feel like today is going by too quickly. ”

(To be continued)