Hou Yiying was stabbed in the back by the evil eyes of the bearded man, but she could only hold herself back and restrain herself from taking care of their group.

She urged the innkeeper to hurry up and bring a bucket of water to his room.

The boss shouted for a guy to come over, and he was going to the tank to carry water for Hou Yiying.

At this time, I heard a thin voice shouting from the group of people: "Boss, don't patronize the Han people, they occupy our homeland, and there is no good thing." Let's get two large buckets of clean water, feed our horses first, and you're good to go! ”

This is already an unscrupulous and extremely rampant provocation.

The guy who was going to carry the water didn't know who to listen to.

Tiziguli looked at He Kuishan and Xiong Jiandong worriedly, for fear that Hou Yiying would cause a conflict with this group of people. The task he accepted was to send He Kuishan and the three of them to Vulture Ridge as a guide, and there could be no accidents on the way.

The bearded man nodded to his thin voice, appreciating his performance.

The person with a thin voice showed a flattering smile.

Xiong Jiandong understood very well Hou Yiying's intention to go to the room in a hurry.

He got up and asked for the bucket from his man's hand, walked to the tank, and came out with a bucket full of water. As soon as he turned around, he saw that the man with the thin voice had jumped in front of him.

"You nosy, water-grabbing Han dog!"

The thin voice screamed and scolded, and the horse whip in his hand roared towards Xiong Jiandong's head.

Xiong Jiandong lowered his head to dodge, took a step back, and turned to the other side of the water tank with the wooden bucket. The water in the desert was so precious that he didn't want to knock over the bucket in a fight.

At the same time, he didn't want to get into trouble with the other party just to grab a bucket of water.

Unbeknownst to him, the whip of this thin voice did not succeed, and he chased after him and raised a second whip.

This time, Xiong Jiandong did not dodge again, but raised the wooden barrel with one hand, taking the opportunity to make the opponent's horsewhip wrapped around the barrel and unable to pull it back, and the other hand flipped over, looked at the opponent's arm and wrist, twisted it hard, and violently recaptured the horsewhip.

The horsewhip "roared" and was thrown by Xiong Jiandong on the table of the bearded group. The men on both sides of the beard picked up the saber on the table and suddenly got up together.

The bearded man drank the people around him and ordered him not to act rashly.

At the moment, although he coveted Hou Yiying's appearance very much, he had to remember the extremely important materials and equipment hanging on the horses.

When they saw Xiong Jiandong carrying the bucket and Hou Yiying following behind, both of them entered the room of the inn, and the bearded group did not show any intention of continuing to provoke and intend to retaliate.

At this moment, a thin voice was heard and suddenly exclaimed: "The woman, our horse? ”

The bearded group looked back, and saw a red horse and a veiled aunt on the side of the stables and camel sheds. Wearing a black cloak and wielding her twin swords, she not only cut off the reins of the horses, but also slashed the blades of her swords at the backs of several horses one after another.

The horses were in severe pain, bleeding, neighing, and scattered.

The bearded man ran out of the tent, scolded violently, and immediately raised his saber and threw himself at the masked woman. The masked woman's hand raised her sword and fell, and the saber fell to the ground.

Immediately, Dan heard the masked woman let out a crisp long laugh, rode her horse like a flame, and disappeared into the endless desert in an instant.

The thin voice and the remaining accomplices also followed the beard and chased the horses around together.

Xiong Jiandong stayed in the inn and guarded the door for Hou Yiying's bathing room.

He heard the masked woman laughing loudly. Although I didn't see her, I was quite familiar with this crisp laughter.

"How could it be that she also came to the Desert Inn?"

Xiong Jiandong's heart was full of doubts, and he thought, could it be that the wind and sand that came to his face in the morning filled his ears, so that his hearing was hallucinated......

Hou Yiying scrubbed her body and walked out of the inn's room radiantly.

She learned her lesson and changed into an ordinary outfit, the neckline and cuffs of her shirt could be tightly buttoned without leaking gaps. In this way, there is still a half-day desert trip downward, and there is no longer any need to worry about the wind and sand rushing to your body.

Xiong Jiandong also found the sheets in the inn room and designed a tight-fitting cloak for her that looked nondescript, but could withstand the wind and sand.

Due to the unexpected appearance of the mysterious aunt just now, He Kuishan and Tiziguli both increased their vigilance in their hearts, and checked the camels and bags of several of them, but fortunately did not find any abnormalities.

When Hou Yiying heard He Kuishan explain how the masked girl suddenly appeared and how she instantly drove the horses of the group of people away from the desert inn, she imagined a western cowgirl wearing a black cloak and holding a double sword, riding a horse in the desert.

This can only be seen in novels or movies, and she regrets not being able to see it with her own eyes.

But Xiong Jiandong has already thought of the pair of mandarin duck swords that he had seen several times in the Qinfangzhai Temple of the Nuwa Niangniang Temple in Jiuwei Mountain, as well as the lake at No. 19 Xishan, from He Kuishan's colorful narration and the crisp laughter of the maiden girl he heard.

But he couldn't, and told everyone what he knew.

The innkeeper and his fellows were still apprehensive when they encountered this for the first time.

They couldn't guess whether the mysterious girl on a red horse, with two swords on her back and a black cloak, was a haunting desert thief or a desert woman who did good deeds.

He Kuishan said to a few people that they couldn't afford to delay too much time in this inn, and that they should urge the innkeeper to arrange lunch as soon as possible.

"The bearded group just now, I look at their hideous looks and actions, and I have some doubts about whether they are a group of terrorists!" Hou Yiying guessed at Xiong Jiandong.

"It's not just that you are suspicious, I even think that the bearded man is one of the terrorists we are going to attack on Vulture Ridge this time." Xiong Jiandong judged confidently.

"Why are you so sure?" He Kuishan asked.

"I just looked at it, and I noticed that there was a deep mark on the bearded man's right shoulder. Only a person who has carried a heavy weapon, such as a machine gun, or a rocket launcher, for a long time will be so obvious. ”

Xiong Jiandong replied.

"You mean, the bearded man was a soldier?" Hou Yiying asked.

"It's hard to say," Xiong Jiandong said, "that he didn't come from the regular army, but at least he had several years of experience in real battles." This guy should be a terrible opponent. ”

He Kuishan admired Xiong Jiandong's observation in his heart.

On the day of departure from Xishan 19th, when Director Qiao Zong issued a task to the Huangying Action Group, he also made a separate appointment with Deputy Director Jiang Dongyu and Director of the Fifth Division He Kuishan, and deployed the detailed arrangements for the action team's mission to southern Xinjiang.