Traveling around the world, drinking wine, singing songs, staying in the East is not a legend.
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There are clusters of red clouds in the sky, endless yellow sand in the distance, and a stumbling desert road to the east.
The Blue Eagle Caravan has been traveling on that road for a month and a half.
The desert is as sandy as snow. No matter which direction I look, everywhere is monotonous yellow, not even a tree.
The vastness and emptiness of the desert made everyone in the caravan, including the old masters, feel tired, as if they would never be able to get out.
It was mid-November, and in the Gobi desert, nature showed its terror unscrupulously.
If the weather is hot, you can boil eggs; if the temperature is low in the morning, you can freeze people into ice sculptures.
"The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the moon is full in the long river."
Wei An sat on his horse, watching the strong wind blowing through the dust in the sky, and the dryness in his mouth became more intense.
To be honest, before embarking on that journey, what he was most worried about was that the Blue Eagle caravan would be robbed, after all, it was carrying so much cargo.
But he was completely wrong.
The environment in the desert next door was so bad, let alone the robbers, I couldn't even see a ghost.
"Brother Zhang, am I very wet?"
A six or seven-year-old boy ran over. His face was wrinkled, his mouth was cracked and bleeding, and two of his eyes were watery, which was very annoying.
"His name is Ye Xiaocheng, honest Cheng."
Wei An remembered the way the boy introduced himself when he first met him.
Ye Xiaocheng came with his parents. They were in the same situation as Wei An. They were all members of the caravan and followed the caravan to Liangzhou.
Because of that, everyone was arranged by the caravan to stay together at the back of the group, and they quickly got to know each other.
On the other hand, Ye Xiaocheng's parents obviously underestimated the horror of the Gobi Desert, especially her mother, who fell ill half a month after setting off and had a high fever.
"Is that a cold and fever disease?"
Wei An could tell Ye Xiaocheng's mother's condition without even checking her pulse.
The fact is that in the Gobi Desert, because the sky is too hot and the nights are too cold, many people with poor health will suffer from cold and fever illnesses.
The caravan naturally knew the situation, prepared medicine, and was willing to use it to save Xiao Cheng's mother.
But no, Ye Xiaocheng's mother's physical condition was quite poor, and the medicine had little effect.
Facing a patient with an abnormally low immune system, even if Wei An has the ability to be a miracle doctor, there is nothing she can do. Everything that can be done has been done, and the rest depends on whether she can bear it.
"Water?"
Wei An picked up the water bag. There was not much water outside the bag. He thought for a moment, then handed it to Ye Xiaocheng and said with a smile: "Take it."
"Thank you, Brother Zhang, he will repay you."
Ye Xiaocheng was overjoyed. The water was so precious that no one else in the caravan was willing to share a drop. He had already begged many people.
Then, Ye Xiaocheng grabbed the water bag with his legs and ran towards his mother. The poor woman's face was red and her skin was chapped. She was supported by her husband and struggled to move forward.
"Mom, there is water there!"
Ye Xiaocheng showed off his strength and raised the water bag.
"Where does the water come from in this small town?" the woman asked feebly.
Ye Xiaocheng pointed to Dong Wei An and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang gave it to me."
The woman and her husband raised their heads at the same time, looked towards Wei An, nodded and bowed in thanks.
"Is Brother Zhang really a good person?"
Ye Xiaocheng's father lamented that he was a simple and honest man, not very strong, but he took good care of his wife and never left her.
"No, I will definitely thank you properly when I have the opportunity in the future," the woman also said.
She took the water bag, but did not drink it herself, and said: "Xiaocheng, open your mouth."
Ye Xiaocheng opened his mouth obediently.
His mother took the water bag and carefully poured water into her son's mouth.
at that time!
Immediately, his thigh swept over and snatched away the water bag.
Ye Xiaocheng and his family were all stunned when they saw a vulgar man with a thick body, picked up the water bag and started drinking.
"What, what am I doing?" Ye Xiaocheng's father was furious, "That's not their water!"
The vulgar man drank it all in one breath and sneered: "What's mine? Whatever's in my legs, it's not mine."
When the people around him heard this, they were all filled with indignation. Some people yelled: "Am I robbing you?"
"Bah! What happened if I just robbed you?"
The vulgar man is unscrupulous, has muscles in his legs and arms, looks at people coldly, and has a ferocious face.
I saw him pick up a stone and smash it with his fist. The stone shattered with a crash.
"Musha?"
"Don't be impulsive, that person is not easy to mess with."
All the shouting and shouting around him suddenly disappeared.
"Give him the water."
Ye Xiaocheng was so anxious that he almost cried and shouted at the vulgar man.
"Little bastard, am I looking for death?" The vulgar man sprayed a mouthful of thick phlegm on Ye Xiaocheng's face.
"Small town!"
Ye Xiaocheng's mother hugged him and protected him in her arms. His father blocked his wife and children behind him, with a face that was both frightened and angry. He clenched his fists and almost couldn't help but beg to be hit.
"Hey, I really want to hit him, don't you?"
Seeing this, the vulgar man's eyes widened and he rolled up his sleeves.
Not far away, people from the caravan looked on with cold eyes, showing no intention of joining forces.
Although they collected money from those passengers, they were responsible for leading the way and were not responsible for the safety of the passengers.
As for conflicts between passengers, the caravan will not interfere and we will resolve them ourselves.
Seeing the vulgar man asking for a beating, the people around him couldn't bear to look at him and turned their heads.
Snapped!
The thick and rough man's legs and arms suddenly stopped in mid-air. He turned his head and looked, and found that a leg had firmly grasped his leg and wrist.
"I……"
The rough man struggled hard, but his legs were as stable as a rock and he couldn't break free at all.
Not long after, the vulgar man was panting like an ox. Looking at the owner of the leg, a middle-aged man with a slightly weathered face, his face quickly turned ugly.
Wei An got involved!
"Whatever is in my leg is not mine, so what if my leg is in his leg?" Wei An asked calmly.
The words just fell, click!
The big, vulgar man's legs and wrists were bent violently, and he howled in pain.
Wei An let go of his legs, grabbed his neck again, and asked: "Now that my neck is in his legs, what does it matter?"
"Do not seek!"
The rough man looked frightened, his throat was trembling, and he immediately surrendered and said: "I don't know how to see the mountains, so I would like to ask the big brother to show his respect."
Wei An sneered: "If an apology is useful, then there will be no grudges in this life."
Click!
The vulgar man tilted his neck violently, and his body stopped struggling.
Then, Wei An threw it with his legs, and the body of the vulgar man was thrown tens of meters away like a dead dog, rolling and rolling, and the yellow sand was blown up.
"died?"
"Killing people!"
The passengers couldn't help but gasp, and they all looked at Wei An in awe.
Even the people in the caravan started whispering.
"Thank you Zhang Daxia for saving your life!" Ye Xiaocheng's parents were very excited. Wei An not only gave them precious water, but also went out of his way to rescue them. The kindness was so profound.
Ye Xiaocheng's eyes shone with admiration on his face.
Wei An smiled softly.
He has killed many treacherous and evil people, so he shouldn't just do it casually if he kills such treacherous people.
The caravan continued its journey without stopping because of that incident.
Before I knew it, the sky turned dark.
The caravan quickly set up camp, set up tents, and built bonfires. Everyone knew that the cold at night was even more terrifying.
Wei An walked cross-legged, eating dry food and dried meat.
"Zhang Daxia, disrespectful, disrespectful!"
At that time, a strong man in a red robe came over with two water bags in his legs and placed them in front of Wei An.
Wei An knew that person.
He is Wu Fengming, the leader of the Blue Eagle Caravan. He has martial arts skills and is not a seventh-level warrior.
I heard someone mention in casual chat that Wu Fengming's home is in Liangzhou, and he went to the northwest border, and he would purchase goods if asked.
The cotton cloth that is a specialty of the northwest frontier is of high quality, and contains a rare and precious spice, as well as rare minerals that are occasionally found, all of which are of high quality and low price.
Wei An glanced at the water bag and said calmly: "Leader Wu, he will not be rewarded for his merits. Do I agree?"
Wu Fengming continued: "We are both warriors and we have no other meaning in making friends."
Wei An was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Then Zhang, you're welcome."
Wu Fengming laughed and moved his legs. Immediately, someone brought a jar of wine and two bowls, including a portion of braised beef.
The two of them chatted while eating.
"According to the current speed of travel, he estimates that they will arrive at Longmen Inn in two days, and they can replenish their water supply there." Wu Fengming mentioned with a smile.
Dragon Inn?
Wei An has long known that there are some similarities between that world and Blue Star's civilization development. For example, there is a Dunhuang ruins in Liangzhou with countless Buddha statues, which are very famous.
Therefore, Wei An couldn't help but ask: "What kind of place is Longmen Inn?"
"I haven `t been there?"
Wu Fengming was surprised. He guessed that Wei Anqiu Mo was a local from the northwest border and that Qiu Mo had come from the Western Regions via a detour. However, he remained calm and replied with a smile:
"The Dragon Gate Inn has appeared in the desert for some time, and it is not a ruin.
Rumor has it that in very distant ancient times, there was an extremely wealthy kingdom and palace there, which was later buried by wind and sand.
But no, the wind and sand will disperse once every hundred years, and then the palace with countless treasures will appear.
And will the ‘Dragon Gate’ enter the entrance of the palace?”
After hearing that, Wei An laughed dumbly and said: "The palace appears once every hundred years. How many years have passed by now? The treasures inside have long been emptied, right?"
"Well, he can't tell clearly."
Wu Fengming chuckled and said: "Everything is not hearsay, some are true and some are false, but there is one thing that is not true."
He suddenly straightened his expression and said solemnly: "Behind the Longmen Inn, there is a stone tablet. There is a sword mark left by a certain first-class sword master on the stone tablet. Countless people came to watch it, hoping to learn the swordsmanship from that sword mark.
Mystery."
"First-grade Sword Master!" Wei An finally became interested, "Has anyone figured out anything?"