Hou Yiying felt like a thorn in his back by the evil look in the bearded man's face, but he could only restrain himself and refrain from paying attention to this group of people.
She urged the innkeeper to send a bucket of water to the room quickly.
The boss called a waiter to come over, and promised to go to the tank to fetch water for Hou Yiying.
At this time, I heard a thin voice from the group of people shouting: "Boss, don't patronize the Han people. They are occupying our home and there is no good thing. Let the waiter bring two big buckets of clean water.
Let’s feed our horses well first, so we can go on the road!”
This is already an unscrupulous and extremely provocative act.
The guy who is about to fetch water doesn't know who to listen to.
Tizigul looked at He Kuishan and Xiong Jiandong worriedly, fearing that Hou Yiying would cause a conflict with this group of people. The task he accepted was to, as a guide, send the three of He Kuishan to the Bald Eagle Ridge, without any accidents happening on the way.
The bearded man nodded to his subordinate with the thin voice, indicating that he appreciated his performance.
The man with a thin voice showed a flattering smile.
Xiong Jiandong understood very well Hou Yiying's intention of rushing to the room.
He stood up and took the bucket from the waiter's hand, walked to the water tank, and took out a bucket full of water. As soon as he turned around, he saw the man with a thin voice had jumped in front of him.
"You're such a meddling, water-grabbing Chinese dog!"
The thin voice screamed and cursed, and the riding crop in his hand whizzed towards Xiong Jiandong's head.
Xiong Jiandong lowered his head to dodge, took advantage of the situation, took a step back, and turned to the other side of the water tank with the bucket. The water in the desert was extremely precious, and he didn't want to overturn the bucket during the fight.
At the same time, he didn't want to get into a fight with the other party just for a bucket of water.
Unexpectedly, the thin voice failed to succeed with the whip, so he chased after him and whipped him a second time.
This time, Xiong Jiandong did not hide anymore. Instead, he raised the barrel with one hand, waiting for the opportunity to make the opponent's riding crop wrap around the barrel and unable to withdraw it. He turned his other hand over, looked at the opponent's arm and wrist, twisted hard, and violently
The ground took back the riding crop.
The riding whip made a "swish" sound and was thrown by Xiong Jiandong on the table of the bearded group. The people on both sides of the bearded group picked up the sabers on the table and suddenly stood up together.
The bearded man stopped the people around him and ordered them not to act rashly.
At the moment, although he coveted Hou Yiying's appearance, he also wanted to remember the extremely important materials and equipment hanging on the horse.
When they saw Xiong Jiandong carrying the bucket, and Hou Yiying following behind, they both entered the inn room. The bearded group showed no intention of continuing to provoke or retaliate. Only then did He Kuishan and Tizigul follow Song.
Take a breath.
At this moment, a thin voice suddenly shouted: "That woman—our horse?"
The bearded group turned around and saw a maroon horse and a veiled girl appearing over the stables and camel sheds. She was wearing a black cloak and wielding two swords, not only cutting off the chains but
The horse's reins were used, and the sword's edge was drawn to the backs of several horses one after another.
The horses were in severe pain, bleeding and neighing and fled away.
The bearded man ran out of the camp, cursed fiercely, and immediately raised his saber and threw it at the masked woman. The masked woman raised her sword and lowered it, and the saber fell to the ground with a sound.
Immediately, I heard the masked woman let out a clear and long laugh, galloped on her horse, and disappeared into the endless desert in an instant like a ball of flame.
The thin voice and the remaining accomplices followed the bearded man wildly and chased the horse around.
Xiong Jiandong stayed in the inn, guarding the door of Hou Yiying's shower room.
He heard the loud and happy laughter of the masked woman just now. Although he did not see her figure, the clear laughter was quite familiar.
"How could it be that she also came to the Desert Inn?"
Xiong Jiandong's heart was full of doubts, and he wondered whether it was the wind, sand and dust that hit his face one morning and filled his ears, causing the phantom sound in his hearing...
Hou Yiying cleaned herself up and left the inn room radiantly.
She learned her lesson and put on ordinary clothes. The collar and cuffs of her shirt could be tightly fastened without any gaps. In this way, she no longer had to worry about wind and sand getting to her during the half-day trip to the desert.
Xiong Jiandong also found sheets from the inn room and designed a tight-fitting cloak for her that looked nondescript but could withstand the wind and sand.
Due to the unexpected appearance of the mysterious girl just now, He Kuishan and Tizigul became more vigilant and checked their camels and luggage. Fortunately, they did not find any abnormalities.
When Hou Yiying heard He Kuishan introduce how the masked girl suddenly appeared and how she instantly drove the horses of the group away from the desert inn, she imagined a figure wearing a black cloak and holding two swords.
, a western cowgirl riding a horse in the desert.
This could only be seen in novels or movies, and she regretted not being able to see it with her own eyes.
But Xiong Jiandong, from He Kuishan's vivid narration and the clear laughter of the girl he just heard, has already thought of Qinfangzhai at the Nuwa Empress Temple in Jiuwei Mountain, and by the lake at No. 19, Xishan, several times.
The pair of mandarin duck swords I have seen.
However, he could not tell everything he knew to a few people.
It was the first time for the inn owner and the staff to encounter this, and they were still frightened.
They could not guess whether the mysterious girl riding a maroon horse, carrying two swords, and wearing a black cloak was an elusive female desert thief or a desert heroine who did good deeds.
He Kuishan told several people that they could not spend too much time in this inn and asked Tizigul to urge the innkeeper to arrange lunch as soon as possible.
"The bearded group just now. Looking at their ferocious appearance and actions, I almost doubt whether they are a group of terrorists!" Hou Yiying speculated to Xiong Jiandong.
"Not only are you suspicious, I even think that Big Beard is one of the group of terrorist bombers we are going to attack at Bald Eagle Ridge this time." Xiong Jiandong judged confidently.
"Why are you so sure?" He Kuishan asked.
"I just observed carefully and found that there was a deep mark on the bearded man's right shoulder. Only people who have carried heavy weapons, such as machine guns or rocket launchers, for a long time would have it so obvious."
Xiong Jiandong replied.
"You mean, the bearded man was a soldier?" Hou Yiying asked.
"It's hard to say," Xiong Jiandong said. "Even if he is not from the regular army, he at least has several years of real battlefield experience. This guy should be a formidable opponent."
He Kuishan admired Xiong Jiandong's observation skills from the bottom of his heart.
On the day of departure on the 19th from Xishan, when Director Qiao Zong assigned the mission to the Huangying action team, he also met with Deputy Director Jiang Dongyu and Director of the Fifth Division He Kuishan separately to arrange the detailed arrangements for the action team's mission to southern Xinjiang.