Climb to a commanding height of the white ridge pile, as far as the eye can see, under the sunset, the white saline-alkali shell of the white ridge pile is actually flashed with a little silver light, like a scale armor, it seems to immediately converge into a strip of white dragons, rolling and cruising in the light and shadow, the white back appears and disappears from time to time, the head and tail are linked, and suddenly gives people an illusory and ethereal feeling. The white ridge pile has begun to reverse their mood.

A stream of damp air rushed in front of you. Finally, when turning a Yadan, they were stunned: a rough sea appeared in front of them. It lies under the vast sky of the Western Regions, thousands of acres are blue, blue, deep, mysterious, and undisturbed.

At that time, its name was not Lop Nur, but Puchanghai. Zhang Qian, who went to the Western Regions, brought back its name for the people, and Ma Qian, the Taishi Company, entered it into the history books for the first time. A turquoise sea, so quiet that people can't bear to break it.

The seaside is surrounded by mountains, layers of forests are stacked and green, and the reflection is reflected on the water, and the people are in the painting, the painting is cool.

After a day of fierce fighting and a day of fugitive, there is no better place to rest. It's almost a dream paradise.

It's a pity that Fu Jiezi, a young, handsome, and energetic stupid donkey, has no time to enjoy the scenery, he is busy with his head. From the moment he stopped at the beach, he was busy. Many broad leaves were picked from the woods and stacked neatly. Many dead branches were broken off, and they were gathered into heaps. A small canal was dug and led from the sea to the shore. Pulling a steel knife, digging a hole in the ground. If anyone saw Fu Jiezi sweating like rain, comically and diligently plowing the ground with a knife, I am afraid that he would be so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth and his tongue would fall out, right?

Yan Ling stood quietly aside. Her temples were stained with dirt, and her prison uniform was tattered. However, she is naturally beautiful, and her tired face can hardly hide her beauty. Will this blind girl become Fu Jiezi's dream? In Bailongdui, passing from east to west, the ancient Silk Road forks here, one to the southwest to Loulan or west to Yingpan Yuli, and the other to the north over the Kuruktag Mountain to Turpan. There were often winds here, which swept the quicksand into the air in the shape of Kunlunnu, and lost pedestrians, and the Han Dynasty constantly ordered the military and civilians of the Loulan State to provide guides and drinking water. Fu Jiezi spoke dryly, "How to send you back?" He asked. We just have to go south. ”

"Heading south?" "Yes, when you enter Loulan, you will arrive at the Xiongnu camp." Yanling said. Fu Jiezi was silent for a moment, he still had doubts in his heart. "There's something unclear about this hero."

"Please."

"There are so many masters in the big horse camp, how can they send you?"

"No one sent me."

"Huh?!" Fu Jiezi was stunned.

"After my mother's unfulfilled wish dies, I will fulfill it."

"After you learned sericulture techniques from Luoyang, you went to the Twelve Bands and prepared to leave the customs?"

"Mother was killed there," Yan Ling said softly, "The murderer is these dog officers who are inspecting!" ”

"So, you killed the officers when they met?"

"That's right." "There are a lot of dog guards on the side, how can you kill them?"

"I'll kill one and be one!"

"Don't you know what the Twelve Bands are?"

"For the sake of my mother, I am willing to ...... like this" Yanling's eyes turned red, and her voice was stubborn and a little simple.

Fu Jiezi looked at her, with a hint of sympathy and emotion in his eyes. "The road is treacherous, and there is no one to answer you?"

Yanling said sadly, "My mother is gone, I'd rather die!" Fu Jiezi's expression became complicated.

Then he smiled: "Fortunately, this hero is everywhere, and he also entered the Twelve Bands yesterday......"

He stopped talking, for the pit had been dug and was long enough to fit a person. He jumped up, took the broad leaves back to the pit, carefully pasted them on the pit wall one by one, and patted them firmly with his hands. No one understood what he was doing but himself. Yanling won't understand, not to mention that she can't see it at all. Fu Jiezi is almost done pasting leaves. He jumped out of the pit and lit the pile of dead branches with a fire sickle. He jumped into the pit again and pasted the last few leaves. The bonfire was blazing and the flames were "crackling".

Fu Jiezi walked to the canal connecting the pit and the lake, pulled out the baffle in the canal, and the clear lake water flowed "dingdong", filling the pit in a blink of an eye. Fu Jiezi inserts back into the baffle. He stood behind a bonfire with a branch in his hand, the flames lining his arched figure. He pushed hard, and the whole pile exploded, sparks splashed everywhere, and poured into the puddle with a "bang". In an instant, there was a loud "snort" in the water, and the white gas was steaming, engulfing Fu Jiezi's figure. Now, only people with eyes are watching, as long as they are not fools, they all understand what Fu Jiezi is going to do.

Fu Jiezi was also very proud, if it weren't for a smart person like him, how could he make a big pool of hot water in the wilderness, in late autumn? It's a pity that Yanling is a blind girl. So the happiness on Fu Jiezi's face flashed, and he continued to be busy, squatting beside the pit, holding a broad leaf, and carefully brushing away the ashes floating on the water. The water was steaming, and he tested the temperature with his fingertips.

Yanling was alarmed by these voices and listened in confusion. Fu Jiezi got up, pulled Yanling over, took her hand, and probed into the water, Yanling understood! The look on her face was genuinely moving. With her beauty, the dignity of her past status, she will not fail to accept hospitality or gifts. But jewelry, jewelry, brocade clothes, and food can't compare to this pool of water! The hot water is rippling, and Yanling's heart is also rippling. Ripples on the tips of the eyebrows, at the corners of the mouth. She stood still, unable to speak. Fu Jiezi was sarcastic: "Although I can take off a woman's clothes, I have never prepared them, and I only brought the smallest men's clothes." As he spoke, he went to the saddle to unwrap his parcel, took his shirt and handed it to Yanling. Yan Ling still didn't move. Fu Jiezi was slightly surprised, but then understood: "Are you afraid that this hero will take the opportunity to be frivolous?" He asked. Yan Ling didn't answer. Fu Jiezi smiled and pulled out the knife. The sound of the knife startled Yan Ling, and she listened attentively.

Fu Jie sang with a knife and retreated into the forest. The singing voice was bold, and gradually went away, and the wild goose stood there, a little obsessed.

Fu Jiezi sang poetry several times, and this time he sang the most freely and uninhibitedly. Only then did Su Wu know what was in the package on Fu Jiezi's horseback? In addition to dry food, there is also a change of clothes for Yanling.

Su Wu had to admit that he was very careful, why couldn't he be so careful? As a special envoy, Su Wu was of course meticulous, and he meticulously formulated every aspect of the plan, from arranging for Fu Jiezi to disguise himself as a guest to go to the Twelve Orchestra Workshop, to pretending to be a horse stepping on Feiyan to rob the prison, and even teaching him to recite poems, but compared with Fu Jiezi's emotional intelligence, Su Wu was still ashamed of himself.

Su Wu lacks the carefulness of a man to a woman, that is, Su Wu does not understand what a woman needs. Su Wu has always been a man with no interest. Fu Jiezi's clothes defeated Su Wu, making Su Wu suddenly lose confidence in himself!

But even if Su Wu asked Fu Jiezi to prepare clothes, Yanling would not know, she would still attribute her gratitude to Fu Jiezi!

Oh, Su Wu felt like he was about to get sick. Fu Jiezi slowly reached the depths of the forest, and he saw that this was the path from which he came.

Remembering his duty, he pulled out a strip of yellow cloth from his bosom. He leaped high and hung the strip of cloth on the treetops.

His posture is beautiful and he seems to be in a good mood. Of course, he just had been on duty with a woman, how could his mood be bad? But when he fell, he was startled, for he saw a sad face in the bushes, facing him silently, the face of the envoy! "Your Excellency?" Fu Jiezi said in surprise. Su Wu waved his hand at him gloomily, pointed over there, and motioned for him not to speak. "Hey, Yanling is soaking in hot water." He didn't care. Su Wu still didn't speak. "What about them?" He asked.

"In the back." Su Wu said.

"Thunder's injuries aren't in the way, are they?"

"It's fine."

"Why did you come alone?"

"I don't worry about you." Su Wu hesitated and said. "It's all clear," Fu Jiezi said excitedly, "she is Mao Dun's youngest daughter, and she doesn't understand the task she is currently performing." Su Wu was stunned and thought about his thoughts.

"Envoy!"

"Envoy!" "Okay, got it!" Fu Jiezi shouted the envoy Su Wu a few times before responding. Fu Jiezi noticed that Su Wu was trembling. "Envoy, are you sick?" "Oh, you have to be careful." "It's okay, that's it for today." Fu Jiezi comforted, "Yanling and I are not in a hurry, and you can also go back to rest." "I'm not worried about you." Su Wu Mu Tou Mu Brain, repeated another sentence. "Just me and Yanling, what are you worried about?" Fu Jiezi smiled, "I'm afraid she will stab me?" I'm a horse! "Come back tonight, it's too risky to talk now." Su Wu said. "Okay." Fu Jiezi said. "You must be careful, don't show your flaws!" "Yes." Fu Jiezi looked at Su Wu's eyes strangely and moved, but he was smiling: "My lord, why did you suddenly have a mother-in-law?" ”