The most unforgettable thing is after sobering up.

Apart from the yellow sand, there are only a few dilapidated inns here.

It's a pity that good wine always disappears at the right time for no reason.

At night, a biting wind roared. The inn could not withstand the torment, and the roofs of the houses in Xile were blown off by the wind.

The sound of the innkeeper's snoring could be heard from inside. Ma Jun couldn't sleep no matter what he said. After tossing and turning for a long time, he discovered that the straw mat underneath him had a corner bent.

When he stood up, the other person kept shaking like a thief.

"Huaiyi, what's the matter with you? Didn't you sleep?"

"Well...I...I fell asleep..."

In the vague response, Ma Jun could see some flaws, because before this, Huaiyi had never been woken up while sleeping.

He flattened the folded corner of the straw mat again, and suddenly laughed again and murmured: "Ma Jun, Ma Jun, it's clear that he is in trouble, and he blames this bed for disturbing his dreams, ha!"

Besides Huai Yi, there was another person who was not asleep either, and that person was Ma Jingqian.

Since returning from Bazaar Town, he has been in a trance and has not spoken a word for two days in a row.

It was late at night, and I could occasionally hear him sighing in the corner. His helpless sigh contained a lot of confusion.

Huaiyi curled up into a ball and hugged the things in his arms tightly. In the light of the lantern in the next room, Jinggan could see particularly clearly.

But this time, Jing Gan seemed to have lost his soul. He only looked at Huai Yi but did not ask about what was in his arms.

The three brothers, who were tired for a long time, should have had a good night's rest in this inn, but they still stayed up until dawn.

Each of them holds a small secret in each other's hearts. At best, this secret can be fatal, but at worst, it means that there are two different ways to return to the Central Plains.

They were awakened again by a quarrel between the innkeepers.

The hostess, carrying a short-handled hoe, chased him from the main room to the guest room. She was so frightened that she ran out when she saw the shirtless brothers.

It was a funny scene. The brothers were trying not to laugh. The innkeeper stamped his feet angrily, slapped his face twice and said, "His grandma's life is all his, so how come he is in such trouble!"

The man's name is Fifth Bao. He has a long scar at the corner of his mouth and his speech is unclear.

Listening to his story, it turned out that the woman was the real owner of the inn because her husband was snatched away by a wolf when he went to collect firewood in the mountains in the early years, leaving her alone.

But now the Fifth Bao is just a frustrated businessman passing by. When I first met her, she was not what she is today.

The mental stimulation and the difficulties in the world are twofold, so she is sometimes crazy and sometimes lucid.

After saying this, the brothers began to feel less unfamiliar with the innkeeper than when they arrived.

Ma Jun could see from the eyes of the fifth protector that he choked several times and was holding back tears.

The clear soup had little water, and just one meal left people hungry. Judging from the decoration of the inn, of course the two of them made regular food out of the dried peas!

"Uncle Bao, how long does it take to get to Dunhuang from here?"

"Stop thinking nonsense. It's good to give you three days to get out of the yellow sand. I don't know where you are coming from. If you are coming from the Western Regions, you should take a long way around."

We obviously followed the guidance of those merchants who went to the Western Regions to get here, so why did we take such a long detour?

After listening to the words of the Fifth Bao, Ma Jun recalled that the way those merchants talked was just because they were too restless during the journey, so they just talked casually. But just talking casually, wasted a lot of time.

There wouldn't be enough dry food if he left now, and the brothers he brought with him couldn't bother the inn owner so much. Ma Jun calmed down and thought for a long time, maybe he could get some food early in the morning.

"So Uncle Bao, is there any way to earn money and food here?"

Hearing this sentence, the Fifth Guard almost laughed. He knew best what kind of people were on this desert road. He said directly: "A few young people, if they are thick-skinned, maybe they can give me some help if they meet a kind-faced man."

How many copper coins do you have, if you meet a bad person, it will depend on fate?"

Evil person? I didn't notice much about the evil person when I came here, but hearing the explanation given by the Fifth Bao was a bit scary.

"The last time I walked on this road, even the camel caravan was almost invisible. How could there be evil people?"

Ma Jun spoke louder, and the fifth guard quickly covered his mouth with his hand and whispered: "Don't let me hear you, it's different now! Take the camel team for example, there are several people working under the big chessboard.

, I can't afford to offend anyone, unless the owner of the cargo is better."

"Fengyun Pavilion?"

"Oh, that's right! It's Fengyun Pavilion. Their camel teams usually don't have any big problems, but some may have a slightly bad temper."

When he said this, Ma Jun's head suddenly lit up and he asked: "Uncle Bao, you are always here to keep an eye on me. If there is a good camel team, could you please tell a few of my brothers?"

"Well, that's no problem."

The hostess, who was making a fuss just now, instantly made some soup and brought it to the table. When he saw the woman smiling when she brought the soup, Fifth Bao was angry and helpless at the same time.

After drinking the meal, talking and laughing, it was not until noon that the fifth guard ran in panting. He excitedly took Ma Jun's arm and said: "I read that right, the camel team passing by outside was covered with blood.

There is the flag of Fengyun Pavilion!"

Ma Jun quickly picked up an old piece of clothing from beside the bedding and followed the Fifth Guard out.

When he saw the flags on the backs of the camel team, he suddenly stopped, picked up some loess from the soles of his feet and smeared it on his face.

It can be said that he is the largest merchant in the northwest. Even in the yellow sand thousands of miles away, you can see the unique style of the camel team.

There were about fifteen people walking around. Except for two people ordering goods, the rest were all neatly dressed in white short coats. From a distance, you could tell that those individuals were either first-rate masters or experienced martial arts masters.

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Looking at the twenty or so camels, the brocade boxes carried on their backs are larger than those of other camel teams. The clever owner actually trained the camels so that they can move forward in an orderly manner without hindering the carrying of more camels.

thing.

"Hey! Brother, are you going to the Western Region to exchange goods?"

Fearing that he had gone too far, Ma Jun quickly chased after him, shouting as he chased, and the brothers behind him also chased after him one after another.

Although this method would usually cause some camel teams to panic, they seemed not to be surprised and remained unmoved when they heard the cavalry soldiers shouting from behind.

"Your goods are missing, brother!"
Chapter completed!