Mo Yan was cranky, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

The little gold bar stared at the little man in the dark, she was not anxious or impatient, but she was calm and bold.

Fortunately, the two people she met used the word "please", and if she met a poor and vicious person, she would also be afraid.

If anyone dares to hurt her, then he is the first to kill them, and he will never let one go.

"Yanyan, I like you, as long as I am here, I will keep you safe."

If he can't protect him as a snake king, then what face does he have to live in the world.

Mo Yan has always been confused, there is a feeling of wandering outside the world, she seems to see the boundless desert, it is like a turbulent and suddenly frozen sea, and she is up and down in this sea, there is a deep despair.

The wind blew up layer after layer of yellow sand, like blowing the veil of a mysterious girl.

Who knows how many people are buried under the yellow sand? How many more secrets are still untold? And how many treasures are there?

Suddenly, she saw a man covered in sand, gray-faced, staggering, falling and getting up, several times with almost all her might.

When Mo Yan saw it clearly, that person was actually in vain?

When she was about to call him, he disappeared again, and then Mu Shaohua walked from the depths of the desert with the snow on his back.

There seemed to be more and more people behind them, but they were all blurry figures, and they could barely be seen staggering, unsteady on their feet.

"Yanyan, wake up quickly." Seeing that her face was covered with sweat, Little Gold Bar knew that she had a nightmare.

"Ah......h

Mo Yan screamed, and then saw that Xiao Jinliang was squinting his eyes and sucking the blood on her fingers: "You starved to death and reincarnated?" Can't wait for me to wake up, huh? ”

"Young Master Mo, are you okay?" Baha was startled when he heard her scream, and opened the heavy curtain to see that the people inside were okay.

"Something will call you." Mo Yan shook Bach's face, she was angry to get up, right now.

Baha shrunk his neck, saw that she was okay, and hurried to drive the carriage.

"I see that you can't wake you up from nightmares, don't be angry!" Small gold bars crawled on top of her.

"And do you know how to interpret dreams?"

"Tell me about it."

Mo Yan told him what he had seen in the dream just now, and there were many, many strangers in the desert.

"Oh?"

Xiao Jinzhu looked at her suspiciously, although the dream was reversed, the love scene in her dream was real.

"I rarely dream, how can I suddenly dream of so many people?"

"Maybe there's big trouble this time."

"What's the trouble?"

Mo Yan looked out the small window, and the sky outside was already bright.

The snow stopped, and the ground was white, but the snow on the ground was half a foot deep.

The carriage was still moving forward, and the two horses seemed to be tired enough, sneezing incessantly, and raising a white mist.

"Bahá, where is all this? Can't take a break yet? ”

"Master Mo, bear with me, it's almost here!"

Bear with the wool!

If you haven't eaten or drunk, you'll have to pee!

"Stop, stop, I want to pee."

Mo Yan opened the curtain of the door as he spoke, and shouted loudly: "What kind of plane are you doing, and you don't let people live, the first time you kidnapped me, and now you kidnap me, what do you want to do?" ”

The carriage of the "......" stopped.

"Hey, Mo Gongzi be careful, don't fall."

Ali rode over to see her walk away, and said loudly: "It's all men, just Xiaojie." ”

"Isn't it okay for Lao Tzu to poop?" Ali was choked by Mo Yan.

He looked at Bach in embarrassment and lifted his chin, meaning to tell him to come over and stare at him.

Mo Yan ran under a big tree to facilitate it, but she heard the sound of someone stepping on the snow, and she stretched out her head to see that it was Baha.

Grass mud horse, look so tight and dry?

If she doesn't go to the village or the store before, even if she wants to run, isn't she looking for death in this ice and snow?

"Stop." Mo Yan scolded angrily: "Damn, Lao Tzu, you are going to the bird?" Roll on, roll how far and how far ......"

"Aha......"

Baha scratched his head embarrassedly and turned his back to her: "Master Mo, you misunderstood, I'm here to wipe your ass." ”

"Ahh......h

"Yanyan, I'll send you a butt wiping every day in the future, okay?" The little gold bar thief snickered.

"Ahem, I don't have that good digestion, I don't have to poop every day."

"Young Master Mo, what did you say?" Baha saw her past him and hurried to follow.

"Where is this? Why is there no one to see? ”

The endless white snow spread on the uneven ground like a white quilt covering the earth.

There are occasionally one or two dilapidated straw houses in the distance, which should have been uninhabited for a long time.

"It's winter now, and it's snowing heavily in the past two days, so everyone is at home and ready for winter."

"How do you aliens survive the winter?"

"Oh, since the beginning of autumn, we have begun to store grain, and we have to store enough grass for cattle, sheep and horses, and after winter, in addition to taking care of livestock, we just wait for spring."

"Do you have no income but cattle, sheep and horses?"

"We traded cattle, sheep and horses for oil, salt, flour, rice, and cloth."

Mo Yan sat outside the carriage with Baha, she wanted to enjoy the snow scene and the scenery outside the Saiwai, until the afternoon, she saw a yurt in the distance, with cows and sheep outside, and two children playing.

"Baha, there's a house ahead, I want to drink goat's milk."

"Okay." Baha had seen it earlier.

Now that he has entered the Hezhe clan, he has successfully brought her back.

It was a hospitable family of aliens, who not only welcomed them warmly, but also offered roast lamb, fresh milk, and hot steamed buns.

After Mo Yan finished eating, he secretly put the broken silver in his arms on the table, Baha saw it, but he didn't expect her to be a kind-hearted person, and he couldn't help but secretly give her a thumbs up.

Back in the carriage, I saw some free-range horses running in the snow all the way, even if the horses' hooves were drowned in the snow and the horses were soaked in frost and snow.

The brown horses, their gilded manes in the sun, their black horses, and their deep colors like dead trees, became the most beautiful scenery on the snowfield.

In this way, they indulge in their own indulgence, enjoying the existence of freedom in their blood and the thrill of fighting against the cold.