The wind in the desert can sweep thousands of miles in an instant, setting off huge waves of sand, drowning the bodies of desert travelers and dead bodies.
This is a golden road leading to the Spice City in the Western Regions, but it is also a road of death.
It was almost dusk, and from east to west, a camel caravan returning from buying spices from the Western Regions was trudging backwards in the dust.
"Look, there are yellow wolves eating people!" Someone shouted in horror.
Less than a hundred meters in front of the caravan, a dozen yellow wolves were tearing apart the body of a woman. The woman, with her hair disheveled and her broken body, was crawling in the desert dying, with a long blood trail behind her.
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A big red baggage was thrown not far away, half buried in the dust.
"There are too many yellow wolves, and she can't be saved."
Chu Jing'an took a deep breath, tightened the camel's grip, and watched as the woman raised her arm, vomited blood, lowered her head and stopped moving, while the yellow wolf bitten the rest of her body.
"After they eat that woman, will they... attack us?" One guy's legs shook and he peed his pants in a useless way.
Just one woman is not enough to fill the bellies of more than a dozen yellow wolves, and they will definitely attack the caravan.
"Be well protected!"
Chu Jing'an gave an order, and everyone drew their swords one after another. No matter what, they would fight against the yellow wolf.
"Ouch!"
A wolf roar came, and a dozen yellow wolves suddenly stopped biting and looked up into the distance. One of the yellow wolves leaped up, picked up a red bundle in the desert, and looked at the caravan with squinted blood-red eyes.
The people in the caravan held their breath, as death was approaching them step by step.
The yellow wolf looked up for a while, then slowly walked towards the caravan with the baggage in his mouth.
"Prepare!"
Swords were raised one after another, and the merchants were dripping with cold sweat.
But the yellow wolf stopped about ten meters away from the caravan. He lowered his head and placed the baggage in the desert. He turned around, howled loudly, and flew away with a dozen other yellow wolves.
In an instant, only half of the woman's body and a red bundle were left in the desert.
"What's in the baggage? Let me go and take a look?"
Mr. Ma Da put down his sword and ran over. He picked up the bundle and opened it bit by bit in front of everyone's attention.
"A little baby girl!"
He turned his head and shouted in surprise.
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Fourteen years later, it was a severe winter in Chu Mansion, Qingzhou.
In the whirlwind snow-covered courtyard, a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a floral cotton robe, was kneeling on the bluestone floor. She lowered her head and pursed her lips. From time to time, she would raise her pair of black eyes.
His eyes glanced around a few times, as if he was wary of something.
Suddenly there was a burst of manic barking, and then a ferocious big yellow dog flew out and ran towards her, followed by low shouts.
"Dahuang, bite her, bite her to death..."
Seeing the big yellow dog rushing up with its bloody mouth open, the kneeling girl raised her eyes and took out something calmly. Soon she had a slingshot in her hand, and with a whoosh, a piece of
The hard stone shot out.
Just hearing the sound of "ouch", the big yellow dog ran away screaming.
The girl's eyes quickly lowered, the slingshot quickly hid, and she continued to kneel with her head down, aggrieved.
The sky was gloomy and it seemed like it was going to snow again.
She has been kneeling for almost two hours, and her father hasn't let her get up yet. She may have to kneel for another day this time.
In front of Gongyue Gate, Chu Hui pushed her sister Chu Lan beside her. She was so angry that the muscles on her cheeks twitched a few times and her eyebrows twisted into a splay.
"I don't believe it, I can't kill her..."
"Sister, didn't you listen to what mother said? Chu Qiao is a disaster star and will not be easily beaten to death. Yesterday, she rode a horse on the street and almost trampled Uncle Gu to death. Dad made her kneel for so long, but he didn't even see her hit him.
A sneeze is probably made of iron."
"It's made of iron! She will die next month, hehe!" Chu Hui sneered.
"You're talking about...that Mr. Chu who suppresses his wife!"
"Yes, Chu Qiao is going to marry a sick and consumptive man in the capital. He is a wife and a man. I heard that the Chong family has engaged in four marriages. Before the marriage, those women were either injured or dead. The fourth one came in.
, he fell to his death while stepping onto the brazier."
"In total, Chu Qiao is the fifth bride to come into the house."
"When a calamity comes, I don't know who has a tougher fate. Even if she is lucky enough to survive, she will still have to be left a widow. Mr. Chong is so ill. Is it possible to do something like that in bed?"
"Will she survive this time?" Chu Hui smiled proudly.