Ou Xuzi laughed: "Who said that we have to continue to go, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the territory is vast, it is not a problem to feed dozens of us, we will not leave." ”

"We're not leaving, we're putting down roots here. The crowd cheered, followed by a cry, and a dead man appeared in the carriage, who did not survive, and there was a tear in his closed eyes.

Ou Xuzi said sadly: "It is said that it is better to be a peaceful dog, not to be a person in a troubled world, there is no way, who let us live in this troubled world, people can't be resurrected after death, find a place to bury him." ”

Everyone was silent, saying that they were buried, but they were already destitute, and all that was left of them was a few torn clothes, and they were all tightly wrapped around their bodies, and it was cold. At this time, a Tibetan man came out of an adobe house, holding a bundle of hay in his hand, and said: "It is quite good that people who have died on the grassland can be wrapped in hay, you come from the south, the land of Qinghai Lake can support people, but if you want to survive here, you have to be approved by the head of the Mongolian tribe, Bala Tusi, otherwise he will drive you away mercilessly." ”

Old Master Yan jumped down from the carriage and bowed to the Tibetan, saying, "What do you call this friend?"

The Tibetans looked at him and said, "Call me Tsering." ”

Old Master Yan hurriedly said: "Brother Tsering, my name is Yan Hua, I was originally the lord of the county, but now I have been reduced to a commoner, Yan Hua is polite." ”

Tsering smiled slightly and said, "You are still a former Song official, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Yan Hua shook his head and said, "It's useless to be a scholar, and Xiucai also has to escape when he encounters a soldier." ”

Tsering nodded and said: "We are called Heimahe Township here, and there are Mongolians, Tibetans and Uygurs living here, and there have been Han people who have not yet come, and you are the first batch."

Yan Hua replied with a gloomy expression: "I should be older than you, just call you Brother Tsering, the Buddha said that saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, we can't walk anymore, we can die in this lake and mountains, and the beautiful grassland is also our creation, where the loess does not bury people." Thank you for your convenience. ”

Renci sighed softly and said, "Tibetan Buddhism gives happiness to sentient beings with love and compassion to relieve the suffering of sentient beings. The Lotus Sutra of the Wonderful Law says that great compassion is always tireless, always seeking good deeds, and benefiting oneself. Maybe you see there are a few adobe houses in front of you, it turned out that the old Zabu family lived, they have left here, and there are empty houses left, so you can live for the time being, I still have some barley here that can be used to feed your stomach temporarily, but whether you can survive depends on your own creation, Bala Tusi is not easy to mess with, he has a soldier at home, and he is extremely vicious. ”

Yan Hua was very excited, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your kindness, we will remember your kindness." ”

The dusk of the grassland is very beautiful, looking at the brilliant colors, people sigh at the beauty of the sunset, but the cold wind carves the night extremely cold, the white vast snowfield, the inky forest, the scattered horses, cattle and sheep and shepherds, as well as the wisps of lonely smoke, covered with snow yurts are shrouded in the twilight.

The old Zabu in Heimahe Township had been empty for a long time and the smoke came out again, the men dragged their tired bodies to clean up the tattered yard, and the women cleaned the house again, the fire rose, the house had a little warmth, and a few half-old children began to be active, they drank the milk tea brought by Renci, although they were not used to drinking it, but the stomach finally had a temperature, and their faces began to turn from white to red, and the women also showed a smile that they hadn't seen for a long time.

Yan Hua looked at the busy figures of the people and said with emotion: "God is merciful, he did not kill us all, as long as we have these children, we will take root here and survive." ”

Ou Xuzi frowned and replied: "Not necessarily, you didn't listen to Brother Renci, Bala Toast is not easy to mess with, he has soldiers at home, and he is extremely vicious." We are now destitute and have nothing to bribe him. It's winter again, dozens of people, eating and drinking have become a big problem,"

Yan Hua nodded: "You're right, the days ahead will be very difficult, very difficult, so I've been worried that the soldiers of Bala Tusi live in the prairie, and they usually regard themselves on horseback, and they come and go without a trace." With our meager strength, we can compete with it and hit the stone with an egg. ”

Ou Xuzi said indignantly: "Although the soldiers are powerful, what about those murderous Yuan troops? The Song Dynasty was extremely corrupt, and Jia Rudao lost his teachers and humiliated the country, how could such a country fight against a vicious enemy, although Wen Tianxiang resisted the enemy, it was a drop in the bucket and useless.