Chapter 17 Why the Wind Is Needed for Broken Branches?

The Desert Eagle once said to his brothers, "If you enter this ghost gate, you will be hell, and if you go out of this ghost gate, you will be on earth." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

This is more than ten miles west of the ghost gate, and it is hell.

The desert winds are manic and blazing. Looking to the west, there is a mountain, Yanlong Mountain, which is a hundred miles away from the ghost gate. Looking to the east, there is no mountain on the side, it is chaos, it is a line where heaven and earth meet, and the yellow sand is all over the sky.

There is only one commercial line in the Black Gobi, which starts from the east of the Ghost Gate Pass for 30 miles and reaches the Huisheng Valley in the west.

The merchants here are different from other places.

"One is against wind and sand, two is against the sky, and three is against horse bandits guarding the roadside. ”

Doing business here, it is useless to have a lot of people, it will only drag each other down. Facts have proved that no matter how many people there are, they can't prevent horse bandits, and they can't hide from the wind and sand.

Therefore, the merchants here gradually formed a way of transporting small batches of goods at a time by three or four people riding fast horses on the road. In this way, even if there is a wind and sand, the horse bandits, the loss is only a little bit. In the words of insiders, "There are few people and few goods, so leave them and run, notify the back team, and change to other ways." "It's called a runner by insiders.

In an instant, three shadows appeared on Pegasus Road.

"There are three people, three horses, and the goods are returned. ”

"Revisit. ”

The desert eagle stood on the sandy slope, his brows furrowed, as if he was really like an eagle, looking down at the three figures.

"Report, there were two people on the apricot yellow horse in the middle, and there was a woman among them. ”

"Ready. ”

On horseback, two men talked.

"Pegasus Road, we have to be careful, horse bandits are nothing more than these points. "It was a shirtless man with a big beard. There was also a woman in tattered clothes in his arms.

"Yes, Brother Long. The man riding the red horse said, "It's just that this woman is afraid that she is a burden." ”

Brother Long spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm backwards, and coughed dryly, "Maybe now, when you get to the gate, with her appearance." Brother Long looked down at the woman in his arms, and the tattered shirt sometimes showed a little spring.

They saw this woman halfway through, so they picked it up by the way. Why is it said to be picked, because this woman has never said a word, and is at their mercy, like picking up a rabbit. You can fight, you can scold, and women won't resist. But apart from two things, one is not to take her lightly, and the other is not to touch the sword in her arms. The remaining half of Brother Long's left ear is the best illustration, because rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry.

"I estimate that Luohualou can produce a hundred taels. Brother Long smiled maliciously.

"Baoxia Pavilion may be able to add thirty taels. ”

"Ahem, prepare, hit the horse, rush through this Pegasus Road first. ”

"I want it!" he snapped. Then seven or eight men surrounded them with sabers.

The three of them looked at the source of the voice at the same time.

Under the sun, a black shadow fell from the sky.

"Great, Desert Flying Eagle!" Brother Long swallowed, his hands clutching the reins.

"I didn't expect your eyes to be quite good" The desert flying eagle looked at the woman in her arms, only to see that her eyes were open, without the slightest expression, as if she didn't care about all this, except for the sword she was holding in her hand.

The desert eagle stared at the woman for a long time, until then the horse chirped.

"Goods, woman, stay, horses and horses. His hand waved back, "You can get out." ”

Brother Long gritted his teeth, as if he was unwilling in his heart, "Rush over? But he immediately rejected the idea, and if he couldn't even deal with this horse, he wouldn't be called the Desert Eagle.

As a result, the jujube red horse, the return goods, and the women were all left. Brother Long took away only ten catties of dry food and ten bags of water, as well as his two brothers.

The woman sat on the horse, as if she had no support, and suddenly fell from the horse, unconscious.

Every place has days, and every day is different. As we all know, the sky of this black Gobi is the desert flying eagle. Although the day is not big, it is not long.

Broken branches, is the real name of the desert flying eagle, it is said that he was out of the customs not long ago, only a little more than a month, the entire black Gobi region has the name of the desert flying eagle.

The moon in the desert is round and bright, unmatched.

Broken Branch could no longer think of any other words to embellish it, he was very thin, but he felt that he was a rough man, so he became a rough man.

He doesn't appreciate the moon much, and he doesn't understand it. He felt that the moon in the desert was like the sun, which could illuminate the thousands of miles of yellow sand and rugged stone cliffs. It's just that the colors and feelings are different.

He actually fled to this desert, not because he was hunted down, but because he had hurt a person, a woman. He's on the run, but he can't.

The night in the desert is very cold, like this silvery gray earth, dialysing the coldness of metal.

The woman awoke, and fell from her horse and broke her face, cracked, sharp gravel that cut an inch-long cut in her brow.

The woman touched it, and sometimes there was a fiery brow. It is a very thick silk wrapped in several layers.

"My name is Broken Branch, a very simple name. Broken Branch squatted next to the woman and looked at his "masterpiece", "The bandaging is not very good, fortunately, it is not ugly, hehe." ”

The woman didn't speak, just stared blankly at the moon outside.

This is a cave, a very luxurious cave, and the broken branches call it the Forget Worry Cave. Immediately next to the walls of the cave are several large boxes stacked with all sorts of goods. Although it is valuable, under normal circumstances, broken branches will never be installed on the door panel.

"You fell off your horse, and when you came back, my clothes were almost red with your blood. Broken Branch pinched his nose and said.

"Are you still in pain?"

"What's your name?"

"How did you end up in the hands of the merchants?"

The woman's face was expressionless, she did not answer, and there was only confusion in her eyes.

"You can't be a fool. Broken Branch looked at her again.

"It's a pity, alas, it's a pity..."

"We don't have a pharmacy here, so there are very few plasters and herbs, and the only gold sore ointment that I have taken down from the horse is all on your head. Broken Branch brought the medicinal wine, poured a bowl, and took a sip, "This is medicinal wine, not as good as the ointment, but the effect is definitely not bad, you can drink as much as you can in this bowl, and it won't hurt tomorrow." ”

"Come, I'll feed you. Broken Branch paused and glanced at her quietly, "Even if you are a fool, I will support you for the rest of your life." The first time Broken Branch saw the woman on horseback, he made this decision. Then, he actually half-knelt beside the woman, ready to feed her medicine.

She did drink it, only to suddenly grab the bowl and gulp it down.

The broken branch froze, at a loss.

Another bowl, binge drinking.

Broken Branch stopped her and tried to grab it. He immediately found out that he was wrong, his hand just touched the edge of the bowl, the woman's palm actually turned over the bowl, he instinctively wanted to pick up the bowl, but the woman's hand turned over again, and the bowl was held smoothly in her hand, which seemed to be exactly the same as the action of serving the bowl just now. Broken Branch was surprised to find that the medicinal wine did not tremble in the bowl.

"Do you know martial arts?" Broken Branch looked at the woman again. Watch her pour wine, raise a bowl, and drink it all. Watch her repeat the action, look at her oily and unkempt hair, dirty, dry face. He thought to himself, what kind of woman is this, and what has she experienced these days to become like this.

The woman finally put down the bowl and stopped. She turned her head to look at the broken branch, and suddenly hugged the strange man and cried, sobbing and rippling.

The broken branch did not move, and he knelt straight and half-kneel on the ground. He's young, but he understands. He didn't have to do anything now, he just had to listen and listen to her cry.

The early hours of the morning and the morning are the best times to run the merchants, and of course they are also the easiest times for horse bandits. According to the custom, every day when the sun first appears on the top of Pangui Mountain, the desert eagle will lead a group of people out of the cave to rob the road.

Now, however, the sun had already risen in the sky, and after Broken Branch had replied three times with a "later", there were still brothers who came to report, such as "A team of five has just crossed Xisha Slope; Broken Branch simply said, "Rest today, and everyone will kill horses and get wine at night." ”

The woman was still asleep, and the two of them had already drunk the jar of medicine and wine in the middle of the night. The woman spoke, and as soon as she spoke, it was a night.

Broken Branch recalls the woman's story and imagines the person she admires. He pitied the woman and sympathized with her misfortune, and he suddenly realized that there was another emotion quietly oozing into his heart, an elusive feeling.

He put the only quilt over the woman, and laid it on the ground haphazardly. That night, he couldn't sleep at all.

The woman woke up in the afternoon, and the broken branch was beside him.

He tried to say hello to her, but the woman didn't seem to hear, she just stared blankly at the entrance of the cave.

"Don't come here. Broken Branch stood up and tried to walk over to her, but she said.

"Don't come here!" she said louder.

The broken branch did not pass, and he saw that there seemed to be something more in the woman's eyes. It's so strange, that's a desperate look?

In a moment, the woman suddenly stood up tremblingly. She only said six words, "I want to take a bath and eat".

A woman was supposed to be a beautiful woman. Lined with a little apricot skin, it can't hide the previous delicateness. A ponytail is the simplest hairstyle, and she also specially combed her bangs to the wound. But she wore a standard Taoist black cloth shirt. Even so, her appearance was not amazing, but it still made this man's nest happy.

It was the first time a woman had eaten horse meat, with a dozen men.

She gulped down the wine, but she couldn't taste the deliciousness of the wine, she only felt that the wine could make people drunk.

She didn't speak, she didn't laugh, and perhaps she didn't understand the vulgar jokes told by these vulgar men.

Broken Branch sat beside her, and "beside her" was only relative. She was five paces away from him, and to her left was the stone wall, which the woman had requested.

She began to hate men, she felt that men were so dirty, and she felt that she was so dirty and unsightly.

Broken Branch just accompanies her. He suddenly felt that at some point, the wine and the meat had become tasteless.

One night a few days later, the woman vomited from time to time, almost throwing up bitter water. The next day, the woman vomited again.

Broken Branch thought, afraid that she already had a body, and Broken Branch was surprised and happy. Broken Branch felt that the appearance of a woman made him think more about the problems than he had in his life. Finally, struggling for a night. After seeing her still unwell on the third day, he whispered to her that night.

The woman's performance was surprisingly unexpected. Calm, terrifyingly calm, incrediblely calm. As if it should be taken for granted.

She didn't say anything. She just let the broken branch out and put the door on the panel.

The broken branch had to go out. The broken branch jumped down the hillside, circled around and gently leaned against the entrance of the cave.

The woman opened the boxes one by one and rummaged through the cabinets to find them. Finally, she stopped, as if she had found what she was looking for.

"What is it?" Broken Branch didn't see what she was finding.

That batch of goods is the return of the robbery in the past half month. The return of goods means that the goods exchanged from other places are mostly things from the Western Regions. Ivory, jade cups, bone knives, spices...

Then, the woman took what she was holding and sat there quietly.

Broken Branch leaned against the hole and couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

"It's... Musk! Abortion?" Broken Branch smelled it, and in an instant, a large hole was kicked open in the door panel, and Broken Branch grabbed the musk in the woman's hand and threw it out of the hole.

This night was the second time that a woman cried in the arms of Broken Branch, she hated herself and hated the injustice of God. She was also moved, moved by the solid, powerful and simple words, "Don't do stupid things again." I'll raise you!"

At that moment, her dusty heart was stirred by the wind for the first time.