The woman stopped, thought for a moment, and agreed.

The sky was already dark, and the road was difficult to walk in the marina, and there was indeed a great risk at night. So they returned to the campfire together, looking for a place to sit down, and looking at each other speechlessly. Only the constant beating fire light illuminated the faces of Gongyezhu and Nan Nan to the point of being light and dark.

Gongyezhu took out the dry food he carried with him, roasted it on the bonfire, and distributed it to the woman. The mattress was seen from a distance, and asked the guys to serve them a few spoonfuls of millet porridge and some vegetables. The two of them thanked him and took it and ate it completely.

Without Fang Chang's disturbance, the man and woman were speechless all night and just snuggled by the campfire and slept all night.

The next day, while the caravan was still packing the camp, packing up the tents, and sorting out the goods, the two were about to leave.

When Gong Yezhu was about to apologize again, the woman raised her fingers to her lips and said:

"No need to say this, I have forgiven you for leaving without saying goodbye. But don't say anything like 'I don't want to delay you', I will wait for you in Kasunozawa, whether you can come back or not."

Then she stepped onto the yellow horse in a casual manner, "drive--" and walked away.

Seeing the other person's figure disappearing into the distance, Gong Yezhu looked a little sad. He stood there for a moment, stood up, held his maroon horse, thanked Xi Guotou of the caravan, and walked towards the rising sun.

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After crossing the siege, the land became drought again.

After walking for a lot of days, I entered the most difficult part of this journey.

There is no way to see the foot here, because the flowing sand will obscur the traces of humans and camels passing by at any time. The strong wind keeps hitting the sand on human faces day and night. Only by covering it with veil can the pain be avoided.

The only trees that can be used to mark the direction are the trees that appear accidentally in the desert.

This tree tilted to the side because of the strong winds all year round, and was called a knife tree by the locals. From the side, the canopy blown by the wind is indeed like a knife with a curve. Walking for a while, it will be a "Sea of ​​Death" with no people, no birds or beasts above.

The landforms on both sides are surprisingly amazing, because of the erosion of the wind, they present various beautiful structures.

People, animals and bones can often be seen along the way, and they are the pioneers who unfortunately died here.

In the yellow sand of the desert, there are occasionally lakes formed by protruding groundwater and oasis surrounding the lake. There are some humans living there, living in houses made of earth and stone. Some small animals appear faintly among reeds, sand, bamboo, white thorns, etc.

The caravan will replenish supplies in these small oasis and conduct a little transaction to help maintain the life of humans in the oasis. This is a kind of mutual assistance, because only places where humans exist can supply points appear.

The road was still very chaotic, and I even encountered a sand bandit once.

The gangsters were extremely cruel, so the caravans fought desperately. Seeing that the sand bandits were in trouble, they retreated far away. Fortunately, they also knew the importance of the oasis supply points, and they just bullied the people there and did not dare to go too far.

As early as a relatively large settlement, the caravan had already fostered all the pack horses and rented some camels to the road. Because the camel has wide hooves, nostrils and eyes that are not afraid of wind and sand, and a hump that stores enough nutrients and moisture, only it can smoothly cross the sand sea.

Now, there are sand dunes around.

The setting sun was as bloody as the distance, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping walked on the edge of the caravan, watching the scene.

Fang Chang said, "It's really magnificent."

Sang Ziping nodded aside: "You can't see this kind of scene in the Central Plains, but it's too lonely here. In contrast, I still love the smoke from the farmland everywhere."

There was a loud voice from the caravan manager in front of him, and everyone was about to spend the night not far ahead.

There is a sheltering place, relying on some hills of Yadan landform. Of course, it is not called this name here. The people in the caravan just call it "Duo" like all those passing by.

Unlike my usual impression, there is a lot of firewood that can be picked up in the desert.

Therefore, the caravan does not need to carry fuel, but just sends some people to search nearby to ignite a bonfire in this small sanctuary. In the wild, the importance of fire is more important than a shelter. It can provide hot food, clean drinking water, and drive away poisonous insects and deter bad beasts.

These days, you can occasionally encounter other caravans, but due to the speed of moving forward, you will encounter oncoming teams.

Those teams were often loaded with goods loaded from the Western Regions, and the camels in the team left deep footprints on the sand. Many of the leaders were familiar with Xiguotou and would say hello to exchange some information.

Sitting by the bonfire, the caravan took off the big pot, then opened some water bags, poured the water into the pot, and as the firewood shone, heat gradually came out of the pot.

Next, add the boiled water to everyone's water bag.

After entering the desert, cooking with water has become a very luxurious act. Everyone’s food is pot, boiled water, pickles, jerky meat, etc. It is especially important to note that pickles should be saved and you should not eat too much at a time, otherwise it will consume too much water.

In the desert, consuming too much water is a very dangerous behavior.

Fang Changzheng sat on the same side as Sangzi. Like everyone around him, he put the boiled water in the water bag last night and nibbled the boiled water and the side dishes.

At this time, an old friend in the caravan came over with a small cup and a little flattering:

"That...Mr. Fang, can I..."

"Okay." After looking at the tip of the nose, the honest and honest caravan, a little older, untied the gourd from his waist, twisted the lid of the horns, slowly poured it over, and poured half a cup of sorghum wine for the other party.

"Thank you Mr. Fang, thank you so much..."

The man received most of this wine and thanked him happily.

But when they were together, he learned that Fang Chang's waist was filled with wine while talking to each other, so he came up to look at him and always came over to drink some wine. This guy's surname is Zhou, and he has been working under Xi Tong for many years. He is very reliable. His only hobby is wine.

Because there is water in the wine and the price of strong liquor is quite high, the other party is still a little uneasy and asks to exchange it for gold and silver several times, but Fang Chang refused.

Fortunately, this guy never asked for it, so no one noticed that the gourd on the long waist could contain a large amount of wine. If he knew about it, he would definitely be recommended to use this treasure gourd to fill water.

"Ah, it's such a good wine."

I took a sip of the wine and let the hot wine go around the tip of my tongue a few times. When I felt a little numb in my mouth, I swallowed it reluctantly, and exclaimed, then gnawed on the pot and said:

"It's been half a journey here, and I can rest in the oasis tomorrow."
Chapter completed!