"How is that possible!" The blue-haired man looked around, the storm was still raging not far from the village, but as soon as he approached the village, the clouds became lighter, and he was suddenly surprised: "It's amazing that the village is surrounded by desert." Not even a shred of sand drifted in. Here, it's totally exotic! ”

Wen Qiannan also fell into deep thought, he thought for a long time before shaking his head and said: "This village is either in a very stable geographical location, or the construction of the village is ingenious, so that it has a diversion effect on the storm. Either ......"

The rest of the words were not spoken, because it was difficult for him to be sure.

In the caravan, from the horse's hump's head to the porter and a group of merchants stepping on the stone floor, most of them could not help but grow the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe. Some sat on the ground, and some made a lot of noise, and wanted to go to the village to have a good meal.

The horse couldn't control it, so he had to shout in a loud voice: "Everyone is in charge of their own people, this transaction can't be done, so you can only go home." If you want to go back with us, you will meet here tomorrow morning. Don't worry, I'll refund half of the cost of the channel. I, Wang Laojiu, do things by reputation. ”

"Aomine, let's retreat first." The literary man called the blue-haired man: "Don't look around, I'm damn, you took off a fart, did you forget to hide your identity?" ”

Because he felt uncomfortable wearing rags on his body, Aomine, who was a little natural, looked around curiously and wanted to tear off the wrapped towel. As a result, he was kicked in the ass by a literary man. Aomine shrunk his neck, his face full of innocence. Suddenly, as if he had seen something again, he pointed to the bulletin board not far away and said loudly: "Master, the guy on that wanted notice looks a little like you." ”

Wen Qiannan covered his mouth at a lightning speed: "Shut up, if you are quiet, you will die!" Do you want the whole world to know that I've escaped here? ”

While teaching his servant, the man moved his gaze to the bulletin board. I saw that at the top of the dense wanted list, there was a portrait of himself. Contrary to the deathly black and white of all wanted notices, the paper on which he was wanted actually used color paintings. The portrait is very well drawn, showing the facial characteristics of the character vividly.

A personable young man in white jumped on the page, with a handsome appearance and eyes as wise as stars, which made the women who saw it involuntarily have feelings of admiration. Where is this wanted warrant, it is completely a masterpiece of Danqing.

On the right side of the wanted notice, there is a sentence written in Xiuting's dignified font that makes men crazy: "Silent at night, age twenty, whereabouts unknown." This man does many evils, and deceives his daughter's heart. A special reward of gold is one million taels of gold, whether dead or alive. ”

The literary man was in a cold sweat, okay, this wanted notice kills both men and women, and it is difficult for people not to pay attention. How much does this dead woman want to catch herself?

"Master, I must have been mistaken just now." Aomine rubbed his eyes, his gaze kept wandering between the man and the wanted warrant, and finally said in an unwavering tone: "The one wanted in the portrait is definitely not you, the master, you are not so handsome!" ”

"Shut up! Get out of here! Ye Silent gritted his teeth and kicked it again.

Yes, these two people escaped from the Central Plains for some reason, Ye Buyu and his monster servant Aomine. However, he fled back and forth, but he did not escape from the plug after all. The storm to the Western Regions has been blowing non-stop, and I don't know when it will stop. Ye Bu sighed, glanced at the wanted warrant one last time, and shook his head: "Let's find a place to stay first." ”

Bao'enzhuang is not large, just a small village, with about 200 people living in it. It's not clear what you rely on for a living, but there is no inn in the entire village, and it is simply a place that has been isolated from the world for a long time. The two of them searched for an afternoon before they found someone in a tailor's shop who was willing to let them borrow it.

Tailor Xu is in his sixties, has no children and no daughters, and is very hospitable. He let Ye Silent live in the room, and went to the firewood room to build a simple nest.

Although this small village exudes an indescribable sense of eccentricity, the people of the village are warm and welcoming, and even the cheeky cheeky who are silent at night are a little embarrassed by their excessive enthusiasm. Bao'en Village, maybe it's really been a long time since anyone came.

The merchants and caravans were scattered and lived in various households, enjoying the meticulous hospitality of the villagers, and even having a feeling of being happy. Among the entire outsiders, I am afraid that only Ye Silent is left, and the last trace of vigilance remains.

The night fell, and the night passed peacefully.

As soon as the people of the caravan who were going to leave the next day gathered outside the village, they found that the storm not far away was still raging, and there was no sign of stopping at all. Bao'en Zhuang is like a stone thrown into the eye of the storm, dormant in this quiet desert, allowing the wind to sweep in all directions.

This is too common sense to refute everyone, and among all of them, including Ye Bu and Qing Feng.

The horse humped his head and couldn't calm down, so he went to the east of the village to ask the village chief. Ye Bu also mixed in with the crowd, and he used a spell to change his appearance a little, so that others could not see his true appearance. That's why I dare to walk around unscrupulously.

The village chief was very old, said to be over 90 years old, and his long white beard grew sparsely on his wrinkled skin, like a moldy rag, which was miserable. The horse hump also felt disgusted, but he couldn't bear the enthusiasm of the village chief, so he had to sit down beside him.

"Village Chief, when will the storm outside stop?" Last night the horse hump head discussed with the guide all night, and according to experience, the storm in the desert came and went quickly, and he should be able to hit the road this morning. But it was noon, and the wind, which had been raging for more than three days, showed signs of becoming more violent. It's unbelievable!

"I can't stop." The village chief spoke very slowly, and his cloudy gaze passed through the peach house and shot into the sky in the distance: "The storm outside Bao'en Village blows for half a year, and only here is safe." I estimate that in more than 100 days, when winter begins, the wind will be a little lighter. ”

"How is that possible!" The horse's hump was stunned by these words: "How can there be such a bizarre storm in this world." ”

"Yes, I've been walking this line for decades, and I've never encountered a sandstorm that has been windy for more than five days." The guide was also surprised to keep his mouth shut.

"That's why no outsiders have been here for hundreds of years." The village chief smiled: "Everyone can live here with peace of mind, and if there are people who are willing to marry a wife and have children in the village, the village is the most welcome." Half a year later, when the storm stops, I'll have someone send you out. ”

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