Huo Yuanlong and Chen Dahai are both martial arts and gallop for a long time, so they didn't care, but at this time, both of them felt stuffed in their chests and panting. Huo Yuanlong said: "Third brother, it seems that something is wrong!" Chen Dahai looked around, looked at the surrounding scene, and saw that next to the blood-red sunset in the northwest corner, a yellow mist rose, and there was a purple light flashing in the yellow clouds.

But seeing that the yellow cloud grew so fast, in less than a meal, it had covered half of the sky. At this time, dozens of people in the horse team were sweating like rain and panting. Chen Dahai said: "Big brother, there has always been a strong wind and sand. Huo Yuanlong said: "Yes, chase quickly, catch the female doll first, and then think of hiding ......" Before the sentence was finished, suddenly an ancient wind blew, carrying a large piece of yellow sand, only blowing his mouth and nose full of sand, and he couldn't say anything in the second half.

The wind and sand on the desert came as soon as it was said, and in an instant, a strong wind swept the ground. Seven or eight people were blown off their horses by a strong wind. Huo Yuanlong shouted: "Get off the horse and gather around!" ”

Everyone resisted the wind and sand, but in the boundless desert, under the windy sand that covered the sky and the earth, it was like a small boat in the ocean, and it could only resign itself to fate, without half of its own power.

The wind and sand blew more and more fiercely, and the yellow sand on the people and horses became thicker and ......thicker.

Even fierce men like Huo Yuanlong and Chen Dahai, who are not afraid of anything, can only tremble under the power of the great storm that changes the color of the heavens and the earth at this time. In the hearts of these two people, a thought flashed at the same time: "I want to find some Gaochang labyrinth for no reason, and I rushed from Shanxi Baba to this big desert, but I was buried here." ”

The wind howled, like thousands of evil spirits at the same time.

The storm on the desert howled all night, and it was not until the next morning that it gradually calmed down.

Huo Yuanlong and Chen Dahai got up from the yellow sand, inspected the people and horses, and finally lost little, killing two partners and five horses. But everyone was exhausted, and to make matters worse, the little girl on the back of the white horse did not know where she had gone, and Nineteen had died in the sandstorm. A stout man with martial arts can't resist it, let alone such a delicate little girl.

Everyone lit a fire in the desert to cook, and rested for a long time, Huo Yuanlong passed down the order: "Whoever finds the traces of the white horse and the little girl will be rewarded with fifty taels of gold!" "The people who followed him to Huijiang were all high-rollers from the Jin, Shaanxi, and Ganliang areas, and they went out thousands of miles just for money, and fifty taels of gold was not a small amount. The crowd roared with joy, and more than fifty people scattered on the reckless yellow sand, like a big fan. "White horse, little girl, fifty taels of gold!" In everyone's heart, these three thoughts are turning.

Some of them went west, some to the northwest, and some to the southwest, and agreed to meet sixty miles due west when it was dark.

The two-headed serpent stepped over a healthy horse and rushed to the northwest. He is a dart master who has been working in the Jinwei dart game for 17 years, although his martial arts are not very good, but he is capable of Jinming, and he is actually a very effective assistant under Lu Liang Sanjie. He galloped out for more than twenty miles in one breath, and all his companions were gone, and in the vast desert, he suddenly felt lonely and terrifying. I rode up a sand dune, and when I looked forward, I saw a green patch in the northwest corner, with seven or eight large willow trees towering high. When I suddenly saw this large oasis in the desert, I really liked it indescribably: "There must be water springs in this large oasis, even if there is no family, the team can have a good rest." The mount he stepped on also saw the water and grass, and suddenly he was a hundred times more excited, and without waiting for Ding Tong to lift the reins, he let go of his four hooves and ran over.

More than ten miles of journey is a moment, looking far away, but see an oasis, can not see the edge, all over the field of cattle and sheep. In the far west, tents were erected, and there were six or seven hundred of them.

Ding Tong couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw this kind of momentum. Since he entered Xinjiang, he has seen no more than thirty or forty tent families gathered together, but this is the first time he has seen such a large tribe. Look at the tent style, it is obvious that it is a Kazakh.

The Kazakhs are the bravest of all the ethnic groups in Xinjiang, both men and women, and they grow on horseback from the age of six or seven. Everyone in the man carries a knife, riding and arching the knife, and shocking the west. There has always been a saying: "One Kazakh is worth a hundred cowards; A hundred Kazakhs can go back to Xinjiang. ”

Ding Tong had heard this sentence and thought: "Among the Kazakh tribes, you have to be careful. ”

I saw that at the foot of a hill in the northeast corner, there was a grass hut alone. This shack has earthen walls and grass roofs, and the form is like the brick houses of the Han people in the mainland, but it is very simple. Ding Tongxin thought, "Let's go to this hut first." So he rode his horse to the hut. He had been hungry for a day and a night, and suddenly he saw grass all over the ground, and he walked very slowly, taking one step and eating two bites.

Ding Tongti kicked the horse's belly fiercely, and the horse was in pain and ran to the hut in one breath. Ding Tong squinted his eyes, and saw a high-headed white horse tied behind the hut, and he retired with a long mane, which was the mount of the white horse Li San. He couldn't help but cry out: "White horse, white horse, here!" With a thought, he turned over and dismounted, took a sharp short knife from the boot bucket, wrapped it in the sleeve of his left hand, and quietly hid behind the hut, and was about to look into the house from the window, when the white horse "woo mile ......" let out a long neigh, as if he had noticed him.

Ding Tongxin scolded angrily: "Beast! When he looked out of the window again, a face in the window came up at the same time. Ding Tong's nose just touched his nose, but he saw that this person's face was full of wrinkles and his eyes were blazing. Ding Tong was taken aback, put his feet a little, went out upside down, and shouted, "Who is it?" The man said coldly, "Who are you?" What's the point? "It's Chinese.

Ding Tong was stunned for a moment, with a smile on his face, and said: "My surname is Ding Mingtong, and I came here unintentionally, which alarmed my father-in-law." Please ask my father-in-law's surname. The old man said, "The old man's surname is Ji." Ding Tong said with a smile: "It turned out to be Uncle Ji, I met my fellow villagers in the desert, and I really saw my relatives." In the next dare to beg for tea. The old man said, "How many of you are coming?" Ding Tongdao: "It's the next person here." Old Man Ji snorted, as if he didn't believe it, and his cold eyes swept back and forth on his face. Ding Tong looked at him uncertainly, and he could only smile.

A cold squint, a grinning awkward, stalemate for a moment. The old man said: "If you want to drink tea, go to the gate, don't climb the window!" Ding Tong smiled and said, "Yes, yes!" He turned around to the door and walked in. The cottage is poorly furnished, but the tables and chairs are neat and clean. Ding Tong sat down and looked around, only to see a little girl coming out of the back hall, holding a bowl of tea in her hand. The two looked at each other, and the girl was taken aback, choked, and the tea bowl fell to the ground and shattered.

Ding Tongdeng's heart was full of joy. This little girl is the person Huo Yuanlong has hung a heavy reward to pursue, after he saw the white horse, he had already expected that the girl would be in the house, but when he saw it, he still couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Last night, there was a strong wind and sand, Li Wenxiu fainted on the horse's back, unconscious, the white horse smelled the smell of aquatic plants, rushed to the wind and sand, and ran to this green grassland. Old man Ji saw that the little girl was dressed as a Han person, and hurriedly rescued her. In the middle of the night, Li Wenxiu woke up, disappeared from his parents, and cried incessantly. When the old man saw that she was cute, he couldn't help but feel pity and asked her why she came to this desert and who her parents were. Li Wenxiu said that her father's name was "White Horse Li San", but her mother was her mother, and she only heard that the wicked people who chased them called her "Three Ladies" from afar, but she couldn't say what she was doing when she came back to Xinjiang. Old man Ji muttered: "White Horse Li San, White Horse Li San, that's a thief rampant in the south of the Yangtze River, how did he come back to Xinjiang?" ”

He gave Li Wenxiu a big bowl of cheese and let her sleep. In the old man's heart, he remembered the past ten years over and over again, and his thoughts fluctuated, and he couldn't sleep anymore.

Li Wenxiu slept until the next day, and when she got up, she begged her grandfather to take her to find her parents. At this moment, the two-headed snake Ding came sneakily and probed his brain outside the window, all in the eyes of the old man.

As soon as the tea bowl in Li Wenxiu's hand fell, Old Man Ji came over in response. Li Wenxiu rushed over and threw himself into his arms and shouted, "Grandpa, he ...... He is the wicked man who chases me. Old Man Ji stroked her hair and said softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." He is not a wicked man. Li Wenxiu said: "Yes, yes." Dozens of them chased us and beat my mom and dad. The old man thought to himself: "Bai Ma Li San has no relatives and no reason with me, I don't know what kind of enemy I have formed, I don't have to get involved in this circle." ”

Ding Tong looked at the old man sideways, but saw that he was full of white hair, none of which were black, and his figure was very tall, but he was hunched and bent back, and he was extremely old, and thought: "This bad old man is not a hundred years old, but also ninety, if there is no one else in the house, knock him out at once, take the girl and the white horse and go, so as not to have many dreams at night and regenerate." Suddenly, he put his palm next to his right ear, made a gesture of listening, and said, "Someone is coming." He walked briskly to the window.

The old man didn't hear the voice, but he heard Ding Tong say it clearly, walked to the window and looked, only to see the cattle and sheep on the field bowing their heads and chewing grass, there was silence in all directions, and no one came, and just asked: "Where is there anyone?" Suddenly, Ding Tong laughed fiercely, and the palm above his head slammed down.

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