Chapter 147: No robbery, no westward journey

However, as things stand, I'm basically faced with three options:

First, ignore their explicit hints, just leave, and continue westward with their own ability. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Second, ignore the attitude of the Whitebeards and lead them through the Gobi.

Third, let them wait here first, and I turned back and asked the Whitebeard Patriarch for his opinion, and it was up to him to decide.

Yes, these three choices seem easy, but behind each of these choices there are countless possibilities. Ignoring them may lead me into unsolvable danger on the way west, and then I will be out of the game with a burp; I will directly lead them through the Gobi, and I may encounter the Whitebeard clan, and then we will be greeted by swords and swords, although these people may be very capable of fighting, but they may not necessarily be their opponents; as for turning back and asking first, it seems that the least danger is there.

Okay, that's it. Since there are countless possibilities and countless unpredictables in the next second of life, then pursue your own heart and do it.

I can't ignore them and leave directly, and I don't want to take people over without the consent of the Whitebeard clan - although the Gobi has no owner, since the Whitebeard clan has been guarding there for thousands of years, it can be regarded as half a master.

"Big brothers, I don't know if you know about the Whitebeard tribe over there in the Gobi?"

Ya, I don't know how the Whitebeard clan got its name, the tribe's name is actually called Whitebeard.

After hesitating for a moment, one of them nodded and said, "I've heard a little." However, they are very difficult to deal with. ā€

It's not easy to deal with, I think, it's all fierce and evil. I complained to myself.

But I still said quietly: "I won't hide it from you, I have dealt with their clan before. And he also inadvertently did their patriarch a great favor. So, this journey to the west was actually they took me directly through the Gobi. ā€

If I just said that I knew the way, I guess there would be a lot of unnecessary trouble. At this time, you still have to lie first.

Hearing that I had come through the Gobi, the pedestrian immediately looked happy, and one of them hurriedly said, "What my brother said is true?"

I nodded, "Seriously." However, they are really difficult to deal with. So at first, I was embarrassed to say that I came directly through the Gobi. It was only after talking with a few brothers that I felt deep emotion that I said this. ā€

After speaking, I clenched my fists and said, "Brothers." If you are willing to wait, I am willing to go back to the Whitebeard clan to communicate with them, and get you an eastward guide to take you through the Gobi. I wonder what your intentions are?"

"Brother Wen is deeply grateful for his righteous actions. We are willing to wait here for a few days to wait for good news from our brothers. "One person hugs his fists.

I'll go, and these people will believe it, but since you have believed, you can do some good.

Could it be that I made a mistake?

Or are they not completely trusting me right now, just waiting for my results?

Thinking of this, I got up and said, "Brothers, my trip will be half a day as fast as it is and three days as slow. If there is no sequence after three days, it is my minus a few orders. Leave. ā€

After saying that, I turned over and got on my horse, and under the dual effect of a heroic and deadly aura, I went straight away.

In the end, I still had an explosion of character, and once again I bet right. Although the Whitebeard clan is not very easy to deal with, I helped them free themselves from the shackles of the thousand-year-old Gobi, and they are still somewhat grateful. More importantly, after I promised them that they would not easily reveal the Gobi route, their last guard was lowered.

Then, the exclusive monopoly of the Gobi was also started, and toll offices were set up at both ends of the Gobi, and the road to prosperity began.

Although in the end, the people who went east paid a certain amount of silver taels to successfully pass through the Gobi, but they saved too much time compared to the detour. More importantly, as the first batch of merchants to pass through the Gobi, they also saw unlimited business opportunities in the future. As for whether you plan to open a store there or engage in any agency, that's another story.

All in all, the biggest bonus for me was getting another map of the westbound after a day's delay. The routes recorded there are safer and faster.

So I was in a good mood and continued to ride my horse and whip all the way.

Then, again, it was robbed.

Sitting on horseback and looking at the big men with long knives around me, this time I finally gave up, knowing that it was impossible to leave calmly with a three-inch incorruptible tongue. So, after acquiescing in bad luck and secretly scolding myself, I obediently handed over both horses as they demanded.

Then, in the spirit of Heaven's mercy, they kindly left me a bag of water and a little dry food, and then left.

From beginning to end, there was only one sentence in the communication with me.

"Plunder, hand over your horses and belongings, or die!"

The conciseness and clarity made me not even in the mood to find clues in the dialogue.

It's really a blessing and a curse. I finally got a safe route to the west, but unexpectedly I was robbed, and I lost my horse and food. Although the map is still there, but with my two legs, can I get out safely?

Looking at the vast desert, I sighed slightly. Then take a difficult step and move on.

Damn, if the sun weren't too hot, I would have wanted to fall to sleep on the ground in a decadent state.

Will there be another opportunity? Illuminated by the scorching sun, I thought to myself.

However, until my hydration bag was empty, I still didn't see a turnaround.

At this point, although the sun had set, I had to start to accept the icy wind.

I walked alone in the desert, looking at the starry sky, my eyes were slightly sunken, and finally closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I was already in a tent. I looked at it for a moment, but I still couldn't determine where I was, whether it was safe or dangerous.

However, as far as it is said that he is out of the desert in a coma, it should be safe for now.

I thought to myself, I wanted to get up and see who had saved me.

But unexpectedly, when I moved slightly, I felt that I was weak, and it was so difficult to get up.

Fortunately, the tent was lifted in time, and a bearded man about thirty years old walked in.

Seeing me who had opened my eyes, the man was immediately overjoyed and said, "Dude, you're finally awake." Your life is big enough, and since you're awake, you have to be well. ā€

The bold and unadorned words made me feel a little more fond of this person, and I was finally sure that I was safe for the time being.

"Thank you, big brother, for saving your life. I said with difficulty.

The man laughed and said, "Hey, it's not me who saved you, it's my young lady who saved you, if you want to thank her, go and thank her." By the way, you lie down first, and I'll go and prepare some food for you. ā€

With that, the man lifted the tent and walked out.

Miss? I'll go, could it be that I've been taken in by some beautiful woman again? But what is the hint this time?

Judging from the map, I have only walked two-fifths of the way this trip, and if it was the right choice to go back to the Whitebeard clan to fight for the Gobi route for the caravan. It was clear that the robbery was probably another test, and that being rescued was another option for me. It's just that this time, what do you want me to choose?

I thought that I was rescued by a certain woman, and I had to talk to her to find clues. The perennial otaku makes it easy to talk to death, and I suddenly have a headache.