Chapter 1 The Big Thief (Part 1) Li Xu leaned down and saw a haggard face in the lake. "Is this me?" He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, and the reflection in the lake cracked and dried.
The mouth, eyes full of bloodshot eyes, and cracked lips rippled on the water waves with heavy breathing.
A pair of rough hands reached into the water, shattering the reflection on the lake. The cool feeling spread from the fingers to the arms, flowing along the shoulders into the heart. The fire in the heart gradually cooled down, and was replaced by a dull pain all year round.
The water in Crescent Lake is as cold as ice. Sprinkling the cold water on your face can quickly drive away the fatigue in your body. Li Xu took handfuls after handfuls and washed his face and soul with the cold water. He didn't like the lake water.
The haggard figure reflected in the reflection, such a lazy and slovenly person, shouldn't be the one to "Cheer up!" He shouted loudly to the lake, and his voice spread on the empty water, stirring up countless passing birds. After their white feathers dispersed,
The feeling of tiredness and boredom is still lingering in my heart
He knew he should have a good sleep. It had been two days and two nights since he left Su Chuobu. He couldn't remember if he had closed his eyes or if he had eaten. Standing in silence for a long time in the wild made his head feel dizzy.
I was dizzy and even a little confused as to why I was wandering by the lake.
This is the place where Tao Kuo took off the silk to get the star iron for himself. When he passed by this place the morning before yesterday, he naively thought that Tao Kuo would suddenly change his mind when he took off the silk. He rode after him on a horse. Li Xu smiled bitterly and found out the answer for himself. Black Wind
The galloping speed was too fast. If he galloped, no good horse in the Su Chuan tribe could catch up. So, he had to wait by the lake. Two days and two nights passed, and the lake was still the same, and the figure in the lake was still the same.
but never reappear
Li Xu shook his head hard to regain some of his energy. He had to leave here, otherwise once the first snow fell, walking alone on the grassland would be asking for death. In fact, the result of waiting outside the tent that night had already been told to him.
It was Tao Kuo's choice to take off the silk, but Li Xu didn't want to believe it. He would rather guess that Tao Kuo fell asleep crying when he took off the silk, thus missing the best opportunity for the two to escape.
"Tell Tao Kuo Tuosi that I will wait for her by the Crescent Lake!" Before dawn, Li Xu stood up to say goodbye to Ayun. He whispered that he believed Ayun would not miss every word he said. Now, he
I can only force myself to believe in Tao Kuo’s final choice of taking off her silk.
"It's good. With Ganluo as your dowry, that Gu Tuolu from Ashina's family shouldn't dare to bully you!" Li Xu wiped the corner of his mouth and finally turned his face to the south. The autumn wind had dyed the grassland yellow, and large-scale
The time for slaughtering animals is coming again. This autumn, countless caravans will follow the route that Uncle Jiu took last year and come to Su Chuanbu. By then, a warehouse will make a lot of money. My parents are worried about marrying Tao Kuo Tuosi.
The reply can also arrive with the caravan, but I wonder if the two old people will be disappointed when they learn that their son failed to get married in the end!
Li Xu felt dizzy and let the black wind carry him southward. It didn't matter what the road was on the grassland. As long as he kept going south, bypassing the mountains and wading through the water, he would be able to see the Great Wall. After seeing the Great Wall,
It was as if he had arrived at his home. Suddenly, a question flashed in his mind, "Has the conscription deadline passed? Have the soldiers and horses of the Sui Dynasty's Northern Conquest of Goryeo already set off?"
What if the conscription order is still there? Li Xu raised his head and looked around blankly at the empty grassland. There was no smoke, and there was no place for him to settle down. "Forget it, if you are a soldier, you will be a soldier, and if you die in battle, you will sleep."
Go!" He lowered his head to the horse's neck again, thinking tiredly that after the anger, disappointment and sadness were all deposited into his memory, the young man gradually felt a bit of cynicism in his heart.
Don't you say I'm a coward? Don't you look down on a Central Plains hawker? One day I'm going to be a general and a champion, let's see if you still laugh then! Thinking like this, he slowly stretched out his hand to pretend to be a hawker.
The wine-skin arm tried its best to lift it up, but it staggered away.
He drank all the wine and forgot to fill it with water when he left the Crescent Lake! Li Xu stood up straight on the horse and looked back. He didn't know how far he had run. There was no shadow of the Crescent Lake behind him. "Go back again."
?" He found that he had another reason to wait another day, smiled, reached out and slapped himself loudly.
"You trash!" Li Xu cursed at himself, tied the wine bag back on the horse's back, clamped the horse's stirrups with force, Heifeng had been waiting for this moment, let out a roar, flew his four hooves into the air, and threw away everything around him like flying.
in the back of mind
It wasn't until he could no longer think of turning around that Li Xu ordered Hei Feng to slow down. After a galloping, both man and horse were sweating profusely and found a depression with particularly green grass. He jumped off the horse and walked from there.
He pulled out a short meat-cutting knife from his waist and dug hard into the ground. This was the method of finding water in the wild that Aslan and others taught him. Wherever there is an underground water source, the grass will turn green early and dry up later. As long as you don't stop.
If you dig in the ground, you will definitely find water to drink. (Note 1) After half a stick of incense, mud gushes out from the bottom of the pit. Li Xu stretched out his hand, forcefully pulled out the mud from the bottom of the pit, and then plugged the water holes with a few gravels.
The muddy water became thinner and thinner, gradually became clearer, and gradually turned into a trickle. Li Xu pulled the black wind over and asked it to take its first drink of water.
Heifeng snorted with satisfaction, and looked at Li Xu with a pair of big, deep eyes. It was obvious that he cared about whether his master paid attention to him. After drinking enough water, his energy increased and he ran away for a few steps, lowering his head.
Looking for the latest buds in the grass
Li Xu lightly chased after him and took off the wine bag from the horse again. This time he had to fill it with enough water. If the water source could not be found within a few days, the lives of the men and horses depended on the leather bag in their hands. The reflection in the puddles again
Let him see his face. Within a few days, he seemed to have grown up by four or five years old. The soft and sparse beard that used to be drilled down his cheeks had gradually formed a sphere of influence. A few messy hairs emerged from the temples.
Floating down, it mixed with the curving beards. One of them was particularly eye-catching. Starting from the lower half, it actually turned white.
"Wu Zixu passed Zhaoguan!" Li Xu smiled bitterly and shook his head (Note 2) Heifeng seemed to know his master's thoughts. He ran over slowly, lowered his head and touched Li Xu's face with his tongue, "It's so dirty, do you know the taste of grass?"
Very heavy!" Li Xu slapped him lightly and cursed
Heifeng took a few steps back, snoring unconvinced, with a mocking look in his eyes, "What do you know!" Li Xu cursed with a smile, licked his temples with cold water, and jumped on his horse.
"I shot a wild ass, a wild ass, and used its entrails to honor the wolf. I shot a leopard, a leopard, and used its fur to sew a war suit. I didn't hunt the deer next to the felt bag. It was on my hunt.
When cooking for me, I did not shoot the eagle in the sky, it guided me in the direction of my prey..."
Accompanied by the young man's pastoral song, the sound of horse hooves became farther and farther away, gradually dissipating into the depths of the dusk.
Drinker's Note: 1. Twenty years ago, in some places on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia, spring water could be dug out by digging half a foot deep with a shovel.
2. According to ancient legend, Wu Zixu passed through Zhaoguan and became bald overnight. This is the young man’s self-mockery.
