Back at home and signing for the new sofa, Qiu Ming solemnly instructed the props: "This is new, if it is damaged again, then your rations will be deducted." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Qiu Ming took half of the Bigu Dan on the table and put it away, and the props were suddenly anxious, why deduct my rations, those are mine, they are all mine!

"Props, you are a good child, honestly waiting for me at home. If you're very well-behaved this time, I'll bring you something delicious when I come back. ”

Only then did the props turn their anger into joy, and they knew that my father still loved me.

Qiu Ming left the props in the living room, went to the bedroom to close the door, took out the book, slowly flipped through some previous illustrations, and turned to a new page.

A burst of golden light flashed, Qiu Ming disappeared, and three big golden characters flashed on the page - Nine-colored deer.

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Qiu Ming looked around blankly, this time it was strange. In the past, he mostly appeared on the edge of the woods, or he could see the trees, but this time he appeared on a Gobi desert.

As far as the eye can see, there is a piece of yellow sand, and there are no people in sight, and naturally there is no direction.

Stepping on auspicious clouds and rising into the air, Qiu Ming was still full of yellow sand. Pinch your fingers and run in that direction, Ji.

Qiu Ming didn't hesitate, he flew directly in that direction, and after an hour, he finally saw some people. It was a caravan with a lot of stuff on the camel's back, which looked like a caravan.

Qiu Ming descended from not far away and slowly walked towards the camel caravan.

"Friend, you went alone in the desert? So did you bring back anything good, we are a caravan, going back and forth between Persia and the ancient country, and our reputation is guaranteed. ”

No wonder Qiu Ming felt that these people didn't look like they were from the Central Plains, but turned out to be Persian merchants. In this way, this may be the legendary Silk Road.

It's just that Qiu Ming wonders, why didn't he receive the task? The first person you usually meet, or the first city you enter, will trigger the mission, but this time it's weird.

"I was just separated from my caravan and didn't have anything on me. By the way, I have a little gold here, can I go out of the desert with you? ”

Qiu Ming took out a gold ingot, secretly broke it into two pieces with his hands behind his back, and handed half of it to the man who looked like the leader of the Persian caravan.

"My friend isn't the nearest ancient countryman, is he, he's from the Central Plains? We passed through the ancient country, and finally we had to go to the Central Plains. The Central Plains is a vast area, and silk, porcelain, tea, etc., are all commodities that we would love to trade. ”

The leader of the caravan looked at Qiu Ming's dress, although it was a long robe, it was not suitable for walking in the desert, and it was very similar to the dress of the scholar he had seen in the Central Plains.

He knew very well that in the Central Plains, the status of scholars was far greater than that of businessmen. The status of businessmen is very low, so many businessmen will try their best to get one or two scholars in their families to improve their social status.

This is a scholar, and he doesn't look like a poor scholar, walking next door, his skin is not tanned, and he must have been covered by a veil before.

Huh? Something is wrong, since this man came on foot in the Gobi, why didn't you see his chapped lips? Could it be that he brought a lot of water? Or maybe you just got lost?

It's about three days away from the nearest ancient country, and it's too dangerous to walk alone. Take him, and when you arrive in the Central Plains, you may be able to borrow your strength to make his caravan earn more money this time.

"No problem, the money won't be needed for the time being. As I said, we are going to the Central Plains ourselves, and it's okay to take one more person along the way. It's just that the food and water on the road will be consumed more, and when we return, you can make up for us. ”

Well, when I came back, the food and water must have been exhausted and I needed to buy it again. If this scholar is really from a big family, then with his understanding of the Central Plains people, he will definitely help them prepare food and drinking water very sufficiently, and even give them some thank-you gifts.

The people of the Central Plains are the most hospitable, and the grace of dripping water and springs are reciprocated, and he will not lose. Even if this person is not from a big family, it will be a big deal to ask him for money again. The people of the Central Plains have a good face, even if they go to borrow money, they will pay him enough.

"Okay, thank you very much. If the caravan is in trouble, call me and I can help. Qiu Ming said.

The caravan leader didn't take Qiu Ming's words seriously at all, if a person who often walks the desert said this, he would be very happy, because the experience of the other party could give them a lot of help.

For example, finding directions, finding water, food, etc., and judging the weather, etc., all require a lot of experience, and it takes a lot of walking in the desert to master these skills.

He saw that Qiu Ming was so young, and he probably couldn't do anything. He thought that Qiu Ming was just a polite remark, and the people of the Central Plains were like this, wasn't it.

There were not many people in the caravan who knew Chinese, and the rest of the people probably spoke Persian, and Qiu Ming couldn't understand it, so everyone didn't have the interest to chat, or no one liked to chat in the desert, and it was possible to eat sand with a mouth, and even if there was no sand, the wind would blow into the mouth, and people would lose more moisture.

There were a few people from the caravan pointing at Qiu Ming's back, why did the leader take in this outsider, look at how strange he was, was this chanting?

When it was time to eat, someone gave Qiu Ming a piece of dry naan and a water bag that was almost empty. Qiu Ming declined the other party's kindness, he could already skip eating, he usually eats, it is all delicious that he likes to eat, this kind of thing in order to fill his stomach, regardless of taste, Qiu Ming is not interested.

Seeing that Qiu Ming didn't eat it, the others were not polite, and divided Qiu Ming's piece of naan cake and drank the water. At first glance, this Central Plains person just can't endure hardship, this is in the desert, what good things do you want to eat? If you don't like our food, then you're hungry.

In their opinion, hunger may be bearable, but thirst is absolutely unbearable, it won't be long before this Central Plains person will come to beg them, they feel that there must be something good on this Central Plains person, such as gems or something, and it will be just right to change it when the time comes.

The next day, as everyone continued on their way, the caravan guide suddenly told everyone to stop quickly, saying that the black storm was coming. When the time comes, the wind and sand will obscure the sky and the sun, and nothing will be visible.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, I saw the wind and sand blowing in the sky, and the people of the caravan were lying down next to the camels, surrounding themselves with blankets, ensuring that there was air and water bladders under them, and that they would not be separated from everyone.

The wind and sand passed, but the surrounding environment changed a lot, and the caravan guide found that they were lost.

Qiu Ming was about to point out the direction to everyone when he noticed a very strange aura running over not far away......