"Hehe, I'm a second-rate bookwriter, but I'm a first-rate storyteller. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Under the bright yellow light, Li Xiao picked up the mail spread out on the table in front of him. After reading it a few times, he scribbled and corrected it, and he corrected several otherworldly typos on it.

He brought the mail to his lips and blew on the ink that had not dried. Li Xiao pinched the corner with one hand and brought it to his chest with a sense of accomplishment, while the fingernails of the other hand dusted the edge of the mail.

At this time, he was not tired, and he watched three watches in the middle of the night, although there was no wine and meat to accompany him, and there was no beauty to sit on. But immersing himself in the sea of articles made him feel very happy.

At this time, Li Xiao seemed to think of something interesting, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Boss, have you slept?" The sound from outside the door made Li Xiao about to slap his hand on the table.

"Is it Yu Rong, come in," Li Xiao leaned forward, hurriedly put away the messy manuscripts on the desktop in an orderly manner, and beckoned outside at the same time. As the other party entered, a cold wind poured into the tent.

Bang dang!

After the cloth sack landed, the sound of iron weapons resounding when it landed, covering up the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

If you listen carefully, there is a thin dull echo, which seems to be quite heavy. Sunset did not hesitate at this time, spread out the burlap bag, and then slipped out the two cans of liquid inside.

"Hold," Sunset said, one in each hand, not very strenuous. But when it fell into Bayar's hands, the weight of the tin can made his thin body sink.

"Isn't this the butter that Grandma boiled?" Bayard looked at his brother in amazement, and the tin can shook for a while, and the butter inside made a splash like a liquid.

This is because butter is made into a liquid by adding the grass juice of a special plant, Flame Grass. This grass absorbs the heat of the sun and grows, and every summer, desert people can collect a large number of it.

The butter made by the local tribe with grass juice not only does not have a fishy smell after boiling, but is also used for cooking and stir-frying, and the taste is quite good.

This butter is also often used to treat burns and sunburns when medical conditions are inadequate, and it is said to have a peculiar effect when applied to wounds.

"Listen, Bayar." In the darkness, Sunset pointed to the direction of a herd: "You go in this direction, and here are all our cattle." ”

"Brother, what about you," Bayar felt a little difficult to carry the butter, so he simply carried the square tin can on his shoulder.

"Let's go apart, move a little faster, and pour all the butter on the cow's tail." Sunset said.

"And what about the other cows," Bayar's eyes lit up in the night.

"The leader of the herd does not listen to our commands, he will make a mistake, hurry up!" Sunset patted the back of his brother's head and took the lead with the butter can.

The two brothers then went their separate ways. Since the family brought back two lionesses, there were hundreds of cattle that were driven back to the tribe this time, and since there was still some time before the festival, these cattle were not slaughtered much.

The butter mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees dispelled the stench that filled the air around him, and Bayard carried the butter can on his shoulder, and his free little hands were close to his mouth, and he kept snorting white air from his mouth. The temperature is already extremely low, and if it weren't for the cattle, it would have been even colder outside.

All around was the sound of cow mooing.

Bayard chose a nearby cow and walked around behind him, this one had a long tail and a thick, dense mane, which was a normal individual among bighorn cattle.

When Bayard arrived, he carefully poured butter on the tail of the ox, and there was a sound of "bang, bang", followed by a "bang, bang". In an instant, the ox's tail, which was like artemisia grass, became smooth.

"It worked," Bayard wiped his face with the back of his hand, and then approached a nearby cow.

At this time, the sky was shrouded in a gloomy dark cloud, and the starlight also dimmed a little.

The eyesight of the desert people is excellent, but under such a cold day and such a gloomy night sky, the mood will inevitably become a little bad.

Bayar poured the oil on the tail of the ox and counted silently in his heart, "Forty-nine...... Fifty," and after a long time, when he counted to the fiftieth, he suddenly raised his head.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a heavy blow on his back, although he did not fall to the ground, but the tin can on his shoulder shook with it, and only a small half of the oil was left in it, and there was a violent roar at this time.

"I'm sorry, you're okay Bayar," Sunset hurriedly hugged his younger brother, who was the one who bumped into each other just now, the two brothers were back to back, and they didn't notice each other because the night was too dark.

"It's okay," the young man turned his face, and then said, "Brother, I've already poured all the butter on my side." ”

"Me too," Sunset seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and pinched the other man's hand on his brother's shoulder, which accentuated his tone: "Let's go!" At this time, the atmosphere also became solemn.

"Okay," Bayard nodded earnestly, keeping up with the setting sun.

Soon, the two brothers returned to Xinghua's side in the dark, and the female bull arched the two brothers as always. A 'pan-contract beast' like this doesn't have much of a spiritual connection with its owner, and once it's a little farther away, it's even less felt.

Of course, this also excludes the role of the 'player', and once you use the contract beast of the professional player 'Nomad', the player will definitely receive a prompt.

Xinghua obviously recognized the two little masters, and it was precisely because of this that the two brothers were able to command the herd.

"Xinghua helps," Sunset is obviously not the first time to ride a bull, he is skillful, after holding the horns of Xinghua with his left hand, he grabs the mane on the back of the cow with his right hand, and at this time Xinghua raises his head very cooperatively and pulls him, so that Sunset can easily ride on the back of the cow. As soon as he sat down, he held out a hand to his brother, "Come on." ”

"Hmm," the boy didn't hesitate either. With Sunset's help, Bayard easily sat on the back of the ox.

Since the bull rides without a saddle or pedal, Sunset and Bayard can only sit on the bare back of the ox and then balance it completely by clamping the ox between their legs.

Fortunately, this did not bother the young man, he swung his body a little, and quickly adapted.

"When I can swim in the sky," Bayard said to himself. Inside the little brain, I was still thinking that if I had a pair of wings, in that case, I could easily save Brother Yakehan.

"You will," Sunset said, gesturing to the ink-soaked sky in the distance.

The other hand wrapped around his brother's waist to prevent Bayard from falling off the bull's back. Then Sunset pressed his brother into his arms. Then he reached in front and grabbed a handful of cow hair.

The boy looked in the direction the setting sun was pointing. If you go in this direction, it is said that there is a famous Xianghuang Mountain.

After Xianghuang Mountain, go a little further east, then you will enter a 'forbidden area of life'. That place was similar to the Taklamakan Desert in Li Xiao's previous life.

In that horrible hell, in the deepest part of the desert, a large number of sand grains flew everywhere with the strong wind, there were sandstorms almost all year round, and the ground was all quicksand that could not be scorched. Since ancient times, no one has known what is in it.

"Let's go, drive the herd to the edge of the pen," Sunset said behind Bayar, a head taller than his brother, and Sunset's chin rested on each other's heads as the brothers sat so close together.

"Ah, brother, are you asking me to give the order," Bayar felt as if he had done something big, and patted the neck of the ox close to him in a cheerful tone, and said, "Xinghua, take us to the bullpen out of the valley." ”

"Moo~"

However, when Bayar's face was excited, it was not the apricot blossom that answered him, but a hump-backed cow with big eyes.

"Ah, why are you again," the other party's eyes were very bright in the dim starlight, starting from the row of towers behind it, and a large number of long yellow-brown hairs hung down from the sides of its body, as if it was a heavy coat for this hump cow. A pure black mane runs from the top of its head down its spine to its tail, and if you skim off the smell of its whole body, it looks quite beautiful.

At this time, the hump cow leaned towards Bayar with a friendly face, and of course it was followed by the irrepressible smell of cattle.

"Moo!"

Xinghua couldn't help but take the horn to top it, and the bighorn cow, which was longer than strength, easily pushed the other party away.

"Moo," feared by the power of the leader of the Xinghua herd, this time the hump cow finally became a little hesitant and timid.

"Let's go," Sunset hugged his brother tightly, and then patted the horns of the apricot blossom on one side, there was still a long way to go, and there was no delay at this time......

At the same time, outside the tents of the Humaya tribe.

Tens of thousands of soldiers gathered here, all of whom had just been replaced, some of whom had eaten.

"Ha~-" At the front of the soldiers, a handsome young man stood by the campfire, and he couldn't help but yawn at this time. Judging from the expressions of the people standing with him who wanted to speak and stopped, it was obvious that this young man was not of low status.

"Your Royal Highness, please be serious." In the end, a general couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him.

"Can you handle it," the young man's face was the face of a desert man, with resolute facial features, and a pair of thick, dense eyebrows. His eyes were bright, as if they contained a glow.

He glanced at the general. With his movements, the collar that wrapped around his neck pulled back, and a circle of silky fur and snow-white leather on it were also slightly shaking, setting off his whole person gracefully and luxuriously.

"You ......," the general felt his breath suffocate. After curling together, the beard that had been trimmed again shook for a while. But the young man was in no mood to blow his beard and stare at him, cover his open mouth with one hand, and look ahead sleepily.

The firewood behind him was set up very high, and even for lighting, there were two huge street lamps suspended in the air, which looked a little fantastical.

And except for their side, the place where the lights reached was densely packed, sitting or lying mighty lions.

There was one exception, however, two paces in front of the young man, where a large part of the charred ground had been vacated, and there was nothing but a heavy chair forged from countless metals.

"How long will the Khan wait," muttered the hearts of the people after midnight. But his eyes never took off the chair, which was carved and polished with metal into countless delicate dinosaurs, eagles, lions, leopards and other beasts, and a broad and solid back could be vaguely seen from the hollow gap.

"Jili Khan, it's midnight, how long will we have to wait?" As the son of the Khan, the young man thought for a moment and walked to the back of his chair with a steady step. He didn't hesitate and asked the doubts in his heart.

"Shihezi, my son, what are you doing in such a hurry. As I said, wait when it's time to wait, don't be embarrassed by yourself. ”

The tone of the back figure was low and majestic, and after the voice came, a sentence made the young man lower his head: "Erchen just feels that he is standing in this cold wind, but he has only been confronting the enemy army, if that is the case, it is better to ......"

There was a guttural sound from his back, very slight, but the young man did not dare to continue.

After being silent for a while, the young man listened to his back and said: "Why was the Rina Khan defeated, why was the Guli Khan forced to move the capital to a remote area, why did the Yunhai City of the Panshen clan almost decline, and why did our Humaya tribe ...... How could they face such an embarrassment now? ”

Ji Khan recounted calmly in his heart, but he hid all his thoughts, but his tone was passionate: "This stroke of history is a lesson, you should usually read more books, instead of indulging in those few noble ladies who have been taken captive." ”

"The Khan already knows," the young man's heart shook with a shock. glanced at the broad back, but suddenly realized how naïve his clumsy methods seemed in the eyes of the Khan.

"I haven't been out for a long time, and the next time I go out hunting, I'm going to take you to dry sea fishing, you haven't fished yet."

"I've only heard of it before." The young man looked a little flattered, "It is said that there are big fish there that are taller than the mountains, and their whole body is like a giant turtle of an island, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. It's a novel experience! ”

The young man also straightened his mind at this time, thinking that if the Khan really wanted to punish him, he would not be as easy to talk as he is now. He simply put his hands in his sleeves, and the cold wind blew the hem of his robe flying, showing a hint of casual ease.

"Actually, the true meaning of fishing is to wait. While sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, cultivate your patience. Then, after the fish is hooked, pull the rod at the right time......"

At this time, the khan was more like a father.

"For example, at this moment...... Just wait," Khan said, his gaze on his right, his gaze straight past the lions, into the darkness of the night in the distance.

That's the direction of the bullpen!

*To be continued *