A few dandelions were blown by the wind, passing by the sand dunes, falling on the face, tickling......

The desert is not the Gobi, and dandelions cannot grow naturally. However, the tenacity of this life of plants has overturned all theorems. Who can say for sure what is going on in this world?

As before, he had always thought that the snail shell was the king of artifacts, but as time passed, he knew that the snail shell was far from reaching that point. Even if the heart of the statue and dragonfly wings condensed in the body, there is still a gap between the king of artifacts and the king of artifacts.

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The world of the great world is bizarre.

Tonight, perch on the sand dunes. The sound of the bells faded away, and when the light of the setting sun pierced the night sky, morning had arrived.

Shaking off the dew on his body, he looked at the endless desert, only a cactus and a sand date tree not far away.

The cactus is full of water underneath and, looking at the topography, it should be a dry riverbed tens of kilometers wide.

If you follow the riverbed, you should be able to find moist sandy soil, or even small ditches. In the desert, he had to be well hydrated, although food was no longer of much use to him.

Where are you going now?

I was at a loss in my heart, I should be able to go to Snail Continent, after all, there are still my companions in Mochi Garden. In this vast upper realm, you must find familiar people in order to find the lighthouse in your heart, otherwise this confused heart is easy to get lost......

Each continent is huge, so it takes a long time to hike across one continent and over the wilderness.

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The sand in the desert was hot, and the soles of my shoes were a little scorched. After the last day, simply take off your shoes. Walking barefoot in the desert.

It was said. The temperature in the desert makes it possible to steam eggs. In fact, the temperature in the desert is enough to fry an egg.

Just watch out for scorpions, vipers and the like.

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After a hundred kilometers, the riverbed in front of me is getting narrower, there is more and more dry grass on the ground, and there is a faint moist soil instead of endless dry sand.

A few kilometers further on, the soil is already very moist. Look at both sides of the riverbed. It's still a dry desert.

He seems to have come to the lower reaches of the riverbed, where there is water underground.

Dry mouth, dry lips due to dehydration.

This time, he was ready to practice the mortal mind. The process of moving from the unintentional to the ordinary mind is complex, and an ordinary heart must be maintained. If you want to have a mortal heart, the premise is to be a mortal and endure all the hardships of birth, old age, sickness and death.

Buddhists cultivate Buddha, and they also have to cut meat to feed eagles.

All kinds of things in the world must first suffer their minds. Hungry for his body, so he had given up his strength. Just a thought. Only the heart is strong. No matter how powerful the other path, it is also the path of others. He walked the path of the heart.

I have been confused in the upper realm for a long time, and I don't know what to practice. But now that he has seen it clearly, he is still cultivating the mind, and only the heart is everything, and this has not changed in any world.

Because he became a mortal, he needed to drink water and eat. His muscles had relaxed, and his blood had lost its magical strength. It's a nice feeling, at least better than being a cold stone......

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Start digging into the moist soil and be ready to dig some water to drink.

The water in the cactus is not drinkable, and drinking cactus juice will only make you thirstier the more you drink. These thick tubers with thorns are really worthy of cactus, and they are full of thorns when they look at it......

His strength is still very strong, so he doesn't have to worry about running out of water to drink. After digging three or four meters, some murky water gushed out. Wrap your clothes in water and filter it and drink.

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"Drive, drive~~"

I didn't encounter Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, but I encountered a group of sand bandits.

The men rode camels and carried fine knives wrapped in sharkskin scabbards. The scabbard has rubbed and smooth, and the knife inside is certainly not an iron leaf.

There were also looted treasures and women on the camels, and it seemed that they had gained a lot of money on this trip.

Naturally, when the sand bandits rode camels and wanted to kill the homeless people in the desert, they could only be killed by the camels. Even if you don't have supernatural powers, ants can't kill an elephant.

The palm knife was like the wind, and between the palms, the camel's head was split, and even the people on it twisted their heads.

Soon, these sand bandits became corpses, and he now felt like he was in the rivers and lakes.

Blood oozed out, staining the sand red, piece by piece.

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Looking at the look of fear on the faces of these women, he shook his head and weighed the treasure of the bandits, a large bag of gold foam, and a few scattered gold nuggets. It's easy to share, and there is no concern.

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At night, along the riverbed, I came to the small city of yellow mud beaten by the yellow sand, Wucheng.

From a distance, in the dark desert, thousands of lights are lit, this is the world.

I watch the red dust in the world, and I watch the world in the sea.

Stepping into the city is equivalent to stepping into the world.

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Recently, the weather has also been wrong, with heavy snow falling in the perennially arid desert for months at a time.

Goose-feather snowflakes fluttered, staining the houses of Wucheng white and covered in silver.

In the first few days of climate change, the people of Wucheng rejoiced and sang and danced for the heavy snow. Because snow is also a water source, it is a great drinking water supplement for Wucheng, which is short of water. But as the snow fell heavier, people couldn't sit still.

The snow had already crushed several houses, slightly injured several people, and even killed two people.

It's all to blame on God's abnormal climate.

The cold also brings a new living environment for life in the desert. For example, the hot noodle soup, which I used to dislike the most, is now delicious.

Jade is a hard-working woman, and her husband, who had tuberculosis in the early years, is gone, leaving only an orphan and a widow. The daughter who is a few years old still has to feed. With a few dollars saved by his family, he opened a shop and sold mung bean soup, sweet soup, melons and fruits to relieve the heat.

At first, because she was still young and a widow, she would inevitably provoke some gossip and harassment from homeless people who did not do her job. Fortunately, there is an uncle at home, otherwise he will inevitably be bullied.

Now, more than ten years have passed. My daughter is already older. She's also old. No more hassle to worry about.

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The only bad thing about my daughter Fei Lan is that her left foot is a little sloping. Although the child doesn't say it, the mother's heart is also distressed.

It's snowing these days, and these soups and fruits that relieve the heat can't be sold, so Jade began to make noodle soup. On a cold day, everyone wants to eat something hot.

When her noodle shop opened from the first day, a man in a green robe came to eat noodles. Every time, I sat there, left after eating noodles, and came at 3 o'clock in the afternoon every day.

The blue cotton jacket of the blue-robed man was a little dirty. It can be seen that he is a bachelor. Some of the cuffs have been frayed, revealing a hint of cotton wool. The face is clean and there are clear eyes......

Because the man in the green robe was a fresh face, Jade was very impressed by him. And because they often come to eat noodles, the two sides are familiar with each other. Zhilu said that the other party had just moved to Wucheng to settle down, and found a job feeding horses in the Wu family, a big family in Wucheng.

Although the business is not glamorous, people look very honest. And her daughter also likes this young man a little, and she, a mother, has been observing for a while, and she also has the idea of matchmaking.

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After all, her daughter is already a big girl, but there has been no serious family to propose. A good family is not willing to marry a girl with a little sloping legs. Those unscrupulous tramps are not people who are entrusted with life.

"Xiaolan, the noodles are ready~~"

Jade fished out a large chopstick noodle from the pot. Fill a bowl of sea. Put a few thin slices of beef on top, a spoonful of chopped green onions, a few peppercorns, and a pinch of shrimp skin, and a bowl of hot noodle soup is baked.

Watching the heavy snow, eating hot noodle soup is a good choice.

"Oh, I know the way, I'll come right away~~"

A crisp voice sounded from inside the house, the woman was wearing a cotton jacket, an apron tied around her waist, and some white noodles on her hands.

Looking at the look in her mother's eyes, she knew what A-Niang called her. It's just that the girl is thin-skinned and embarrassed.

Secretly added a few more slices of cooked beef to the bowl, and then brought a large bowl of noodles to the young man in the green robe.

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"Brother Zhou, your noodles~~"

"Oh? Xie Lu Xie~~"

The three companions were placed on the table, and the young man seemed to be watching the snow outside, and he reached out and gently fished it, and a hexagonal snowflake fell on the palm of his hand, and the temperature of the palm slowly melted into a little water stain.

At this moment, the charm of the young man is quite touching.

Fei Lan looked at his clean face and thought to herself, there must be many people who like this pretty face. Looking down at the tips of her embroidered shoes, the woman's face was a little gloomy when she thought of the somewhat sloped legs......

sighed softly, without fate, he wouldn't have taken a fancy to himself, a woman with a bit of a slope......

Wiped the white face on the apron and took out a frozen persimmon from the cuff.

The persimmon was frozen hard, but the surface was already warm and soft in the cuffs. There may be a lot of grapes and cantaloupes here, but persimmons are definitely a rarity, and the environment here will not grow this, and if you transport them from afar, the persimmons will rot.

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She gently put the frozen persimmon on the edge of the bowl, glanced at the young man who was intoxicated by the snow, turned back to the house, and continued to make noodles.

The face was a little salty, because there were tears running through it......

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Shaking off the snow in his hand, the young man sighed a little, this snow was born in heaven and earth, but it could not last forever. The last thing is always to melt into snow, just like this life, the last thing is also to return to nothingness.

In comparison, his life is not bad, and he can see these invisible landscapes. The backs of their peers are gone away one by one, leaving only themselves alone to move forward forever, this is fate.

Embrace fate~~

Commemorate those wild years.

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A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he was really old, and he thought about it a lot. Although he was also sad in the past, he always thought about it and passed, and he didn't think about it so much.

After eating the noodles quietly, looking at the persimmons that were still a little green, he showed a sweet smile and took a bite happily, it was very astringent, and he couldn't pull out his tongue~~

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There was a black umbrella on the street, and a woman in an emerald green dress walked by with a basket of eggs on her arm, looked at the young man, jumped up and waved her hand.

The woman's name is Cuiyi, and she is Miss Wu's personal maid, and she has a high status in the Wu family.

I have to say that the young man's face is really clean, giving people a special feeling, which is quite attractive to girls......

...... (To be continued......)