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271, [in front of the sea]

Then, the man in the caravan had a good eye and found the identity of the visitor.

In the caravans traveling around the world, they have good eyesight, good hearing, and loud voice. Each item is a very good quality and is often respected and welcomed.

"Those are the two heroes who have been lost before!"

The guy with good eyes shouted happily. Since he came out, he has been impressed by the two people who joined temporarily. After all, one of them has always been wearing white clothes and a long sword on his back, but his style is completely different from the studs in the caravan, so he is very conspicuous.

After the sandstorm, the two suddenly disappeared, which made the members of the caravan curious and a little regretful. After all, it can be seen that the two people were still good. The people who were lost in the desert have never died and the chances of survival are very slim.

However, they have long been used to this kind of thing because they have seen enough of it.

The joyful and lively young people have joined in all year round, and then disappeared during the first few trips to the desert. This Jedi, full of fine yellow sand, has swallowed too many living lives with its vastness and solemnity.

For such disappearances, the caravan will not go out to look for them.

Because in the desert, it consumes a lot of supplies, especially water sources, and also consumes a lot of energy. Delaying on the spot is equivalent to joking with everyone's lives. So, according to convention, people in the caravan just sigh to each other for a few words and then continue to move forward.

After receiving Fang Chang and Sang Ziping, the Oasis also welcomed the caravan.

They rested for two days, prepared enough drinking water with the river outside the oasis, replenished some food, fed the camels a little forage, and then set out on the road again.

Unexpectedly, when we approached leaving the desert, two people who thought they would not appear were walking towards this side from afar. Judging from their movements, they were obviously aimed at this caravan and had a goal.

At this time, the caravan's pot head squad also walked in this direction and looked into the distance.

Several stunt masters surrounded him because of curiosity and formed a small circle with the same cushion as the core. They looked at each other from a distance, watching two figures, one gray and one white, get closer and closer.

Just a few dozen steps away, Xi Tong came up and bowed and said:

"It's really a blessing for you to return safely,"

Then he raised his head and looked at Fang Chang and Sang Ziping. Seeing that they were rosy and had to be full of their tails, he even felt a sudden heart. He remembered what the very knowledgeable bodyguard behind him before he set out, and said to him: The two people in front of him were probably not ordinary people.

Xi Tong has confirmed most of the time in his heart, because he saw with his own eyes that the two of them didn't even bring a camel, and just carried two small cloth packages on their backs and walked out of the desert, and had the spare time to find his caravan - this situation was beyond imagination.

"I worry Xi Guotou." Fang Chang smiled, "It seems that he can leave the desert not far ahead, and this journey is finally over."

"Well, but it's still far from the place." Xi Tong said, "There are hundreds of miles of Gobi when you go out here. Although it's better than the desert, it's still dangerous and deserted. This is not much better than in the desert."

After a few greetings, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping rejoined the caravan.

"Two heroes, these are your camels, and the supplies on them have not been moved."

"Thank you, shibaku."

Fang Chang and Sang Ziping said that they knew that if they could not go back, these two camels would definitely be requisitioned by the caravan and become fixed assets. After all, in the desert, every little more supplies means more chances of surviving, and there is no waste here.

Because they were too profound and unfathomable, it aroused the curiosity of Xiguotou and a ticket of corpses in the caravan. On the next journey, they often came up to answer the conversation.

However, the two of them didn't say anything to these ordinary people, they just simply passed by perfunctorily.

Some things are happiness that you don’t know.

……………………

The next road is not as terrifying as Xi Guotou said.

After leaving the desert, there are all Gobi Deserts behind, which are difficult to walk on the road, but there is no shortage of plants, rivers, lakes, etc.

The route chosen by the caravan is not the closest one, but the one with the lowest risk and the safest one.

At least there is plenty of fresh water, common residents, and relatively abundant food.

This is not only a matter of having money but also having life. Xi Guotou told Fang Chang that businessmen will not only make money, but also never lack the probability of losing money. But in this, sufficient profit and sufficient low risk are also necessary.

Fang Chang was barbecuing meat with the people in the caravan at that time.

Anxi celery here in the Western Regions is a good thing. Sprinkle some of its seed powder during barbecue, and a refreshing fragrance will be emitted instantly, and the fishy smell will disappear quickly.

Fang Chang smiled and said, "Xiguotou's words are reasonable. After all, a 30% chance of making ten coins is not as good as a 10% chance of making three coins. The risk is not a simple multiple relationship."

"That's not!" Xi Tong agreed very much when he heard Fang Chang's words. He carefully sprinkled the ingredients on the barbecue and said, "We are all families and families. We are not like sand bandits who lick blood on the tip of the knife, so naturally we don't like something happening."

"After all, there are wives and children at home. If you have a few mistakes, wouldn't it be everyone else's? So everyone can settle the accounts, and no one is willing to be this sucker, hahahahaha."

Fang Chang nodded beside him and flipped the barbecue a few noodles.

After living in Yunzhong Mountain for a long time, Fang Chang was very proficient in various cooking methods, including roasting.

After all, his cooking utensils have also gone through a stage from simple to complex.

Even if he had a clay pot behind him and could cook, he did not give up the seemingly original cooking method, because this cooking method could bring a special flavor enough.

Seeing that Fang Chang did not answer, Xi Tong said:

"The West Sea is ahead, and our caravan's destination is about to arrive. Thank you for your care along the way. This is the little meaning of our caravan."

After saying that, he handed him a few pockets, and the inside jingled.

Fang Chang and Sang Ziping took it each and opened it and found that there were some coins, which looked different. Some were copper coins from the Central Plains, and some were coins minted by small countries in the Western Regions. They were made of copper and iron, and gold and silver mixed together. Overall, they were of appropriate value and were in line with the reward level of the passers-by.

The two of them put away without hesitation and thanked Tong Xi.

The Western Regions are vast, not only the desert, Gobi and yellow sand, but also many scattered countries outside the rumors, as well as water towns that are not inferior to Jiangnan.
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