Hearing this compliment, Yi Dingjia became angry, took a sip of wine, and said to Feng Shuzhu: "We have to set the room as soon as possible, we are afraid that it will be fixed late." After saying that, he turned his head and shouted, "Man, pack the beef and wine and send us to our room." ”

Hearing this, the shopkeeper walked over with an unhappy face, and with a "bang", he took out a bunch of keys from his arms, skillfully took one from them, threw them on the table without looking, and ignored them, but turned around and left.

Yi Dingjia took the key, looked at it twice, and said to Feng Shuzhu: "We went to rest earlier, and we have to get up very early when we travel in the desert." As he spoke, he stood up, turned to the bearded men and nodded, and walked out the door.

Feng Shuzhu didn't say much, he also stood up and walked out closely, and also glanced at the few Hu people.

Behind them, the Hu people stared at the backs of the two for a long time before turning their heads and exchanging glances with each other, with an elusive smile on the corner of their mouths.

Although Feng Shuzhu didn't look back, he faintly noticed that in addition to happiness, there was also a hint of greed in that smile, like an eagle that found a rabbit in the desert, staring closely at the prey in his hand.

The two of them went out of the store, and the night was already deep, and the temperature plummeted much compared to the day.

The wind blowing from the desert entrance behind the house roared like a wild beast, as if it was about to tear people apart.

Feng Shuzhu stood outside the house, looking around, his clothes swayed lightly with the wind, and he faintly felt a hint of coolness.

Yi Dingjia looked back at Feng Shuzhu and said with a smile: "What's the matter? It's still a lot colder this night, but don't forget Feng Shaoxia, this is just the entrance to the desert." ”

Feng Shuzhu didn't speak, but stood with his hands in his hands, retracted his gaze, and nodded with a smile.

I saw Yi Dingjia suddenly bend down, with a painful expression, clutching his stomach, a pair of eyes rolling around, as if he was looking for something.

Feng Shuzhu saw it in his eyes, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately thought that there was some poison in the wine and dish.

I only heard Yi Dingjia painfully squeeze out a few words from between his mouth: "The house here is simple, but there is no place for people's convenience, it is convenient for the old man to go over there, do you want to go with Feng Shaoxia?"

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu couldn't help but laugh, the expression on his face relaxed, and he shook his head gently.

Yi Dingjia didn't seem to be in a hurry, threw away the bamboo pole in his hand, and trotted away quickly by the moonlight.

Behind him, Feng Shuzhu was still standing in front of the store, standing with his hands in his hands, looking up, only to see that the starry sky here was so bright, far lower than the starry sky in the Central Plains. It's as if you can touch the stars as soon as you stretch out your hand, but the moon is a peculiar silvery-white, shining with a chill, and for some reason, it immediately reminds people of the scimitars on the waists of those Hu people.

Feng Shuzhu sighed lightly, took a deep breath of the cold air, and his mind seemed to be much clearer, and the spirits he had just drunk seemed to have been sucked away by the cold, and he also woke up.

After a while, Yi Dingjia trotted back from behind the sand dunes, only to see his face pale from the cold, and he shrank and said: "People are old, it's really useless, just walked here, and I couldn't stand the cold." After speaking, he said, "Let's go back to the house quickly, drink a few glasses of wine, and warm up." As he spoke, he picked up the bamboo poles and blankets on the ground, turned and walked forward.

Feng Shuzhu slowly followed, and saw that Yi Dingjia was familiar with the way, and without any hesitation, he walked to a house, took out the key from his arms by the moonlight, and opened the door.

Feng Shuzhu stood outside the door and glanced at it, only to see that there were four or five houses scattered around, all of which were made of adobe, as if the owner was freewheeling, and the appearance of each house was very similar, but the orientation was different. I don't know how Yi Dingjia learned that the guy gave him the key to this house, but he didn't ask in detail, and walked in.

In a low and dimly lit room, there was a table not far from the door, and an oil lamp was lit on the rough and scarred tabletop, which was as bright as a bean, and it was beating from time to time, and under the lamp were beef and wine, and I don't know when the man sent it, and then I looked inside, and saw two wooden beds against the wall, and simple bedding on top of each other.

The room was very basic, but it was clean.

Yi Dingjia chose the bed near the window, put down the bamboo pole and blanket in his hand, rubbed his hands, turned his head to look at the table, and said, "It's a little cold this night, eat some beef and drink some spirits, and sleep deliciously." As he spoke, he sat down and picked up the chopsticks casually, but found that Feng Shuzhu did not move, and wondered: "What?

Feng Shuzhu shook his head slightly with a smile, and said lightly: "Senior, enjoy it slowly." So saying, he walked to the other bed, sat down face out, crossed his legs, closed his eyes and sat up silently.

Yi Dingjia looked at it, and didn't bother anymore, he picked up the chopsticks by himself, and ate beef and drank wine in front of the faint light.

On the second day, before dawn, a team of Hu merchants and a dozen camels had set off from the entrance of the desert, but they counted carefully, and this team of Hu merchants was a group of nine people, not the seven people in the store last night.

Except for Hu Shang on the leading camel, who raised his eyes from time to time to look ahead, everyone else rode on the camel, as if he had not woken up yet, squinting and napping. They didn't have to look at the road, because the camels were lined up, one after the other, slowly following behind the camels in front of them, step by step, towards the boundless sea of sand.

The camels never seemed to be in a hurry, and with the melodious chimele of the leading camel's neck, they measured the farthest road in the world. The bell seemed to come from the distant and ancient past, and it was refreshing to listen to it, and suddenly I felt in a trance, and I felt a sense of drowsiness.

Walking on the two camels at the back of the team, it should be Feng Shuzhu and Yi Dingjia, just because the last camel has a square flag on it, on which are written the words "things are like gods", and Feng Shuzhu will naturally not be too far away from him. The two of them had already wrapped their heads in a wide white cloth to cover their faces, and changed into smart Hu people clothes.

Such a strange caravan, if it were shown to people who did not know, would be surprised how a team of Hu merchants traveling through the sea of sand could make such a strange fortune-telling flag.

Feng Shuzhu looked back, and the small shops at the entrance of the desert had long disappeared from sight. Behind him, Yi Dingjia sat on the hump, and with the camel leaning back and forth, it looked like a man who had been walking in the desert for a long time, his head had been tightly wrapped in white cloth, and only two eyes were outside, but they were closed, as if they had fallen asleep.

Feng Shuzhu looked at the reins tied to the back of his camel again, it was a dead knot, and the leather reins that were polished smooth and shiny, although they were only two fingers wide, I am afraid that there is no very sharp weapon, and it is difficult to cut. In the entire camel caravan, the reins of the latter camel are tied to the previous camel, so those Hu merchants do not worry that the camel behind them will fall behind, and they will not worry that the two new joiners will slip away.

The sun gradually rose in the desert, red, like a huge disk, reflecting the sand dunes in red.

But no one in the caravan except for the wind and bamboos went to enjoy the desert sunrise, and even those camels would not look at them, they always had their eyes half-open, and their mouths were constantly chewing. Even if they are sleeping or eating, they will not be slowed down.

After the caravan, in the morning light, on the desolate desert, a line of lonely camel footprints was left.

Before you know it, the sun rises a certain height, and the cold in the desert is gradually dispelled.

Looking at the rolling sand dunes, a sense of desolation arises, and it is a little overwhelming, so I want to shout and scream.

It seems to be the best time of the day in the desert, the temperature is neither hot nor cold, the light is bright but not dazzling, and there is not even wind and sand.

The Hu merchants also seemed to have woken up, but still none of them spoke, none of them made any movements, just rode on camels, their eyes open, staring blankly ahead.

Yi Dingjia also opened his eyes, turned his head, looked around, unscrewed the wine gourd casually, raised his neck, took two sips of wine, and looked up at the wind and bamboo on the camel in front of him, and whispered: "Feng Shaoxia......." Seeing that Feng Shuzhu turned his head when he heard the sound, Yi Dingjia smiled and raised the wine gourd in his hand and signaled if he wanted to take two sips.

Feng Shuzhu looked at it, smiled, and didn't speak, but shook his head gently.

Yi Dingjia nodded, raised his neck again, took two big sips of wine, and after putting down the wine gourd, he let out a slight admiration in his mouth, the wine was indeed very strong.

Feng Shuzhu smiled and turned his head, looking ahead, at the motionless Hu merchants, who seemed to be squatting on camels.

The sun in the desert seems to rise much faster than the sun in the Central Plains, and as the hump shakes, the sun rises higher and higher. The surrounding temperature heated up rapidly at the same time.

At this time, Feng Shuzhu felt the dazzling sun on the desert, the scorching sun, and the whole desert was sunburned as if it was about to catch fire.

But the camel caravan still looked careless, and the speed did not change in the slightest.

Those camels deserve the nickname "Ships of the Desert", and even under such a poisonous sun, they are not affected in the slightest. Carrying a heavy burden on his back, he walked with never-ending steps under his feet. In the shaking forgot the time, forgot the distance and near, forgot everything. They seem to have an innate task of stepping on the sand and moving forward.

Throughout the day, except for a Hu merchant who jumped off his camel in the middle and gave everyone a small bag of water, those Hu merchants did not take any action, even when people were drinking water, the camel caravan was still moving.

During this day, Feng Shuzhu silently recalled, I am afraid that he has walked hundreds of miles.