While Yun Zheng and Ge Qiuyan were in love, a monk was walking hard on the deserted Gobi in a hat. The north wind whimpered. He trekked hard against the wind, occasionally spitting out a mouthful of sand in his mouth.

Chen looked at the wasteland that seemed to be endless in front of him, lowered his head and continued to move forward.

The stick in his hand was already smooth and smooth. It was his self-defense weapon and his crutch. He walked to a high slope and looked around the fields. The sky was vast and there were no cattle and sheep, only dead silence.

Seeing that it was getting late, it was time to find a place to stay. It seemed that I couldn't find someone to stay tonight, so I found a loess cliff and took out a foldable shovel from behind. This was a gift from my friend.

With this thing, you don’t have to carry a heavy shovel and wander around all day.

In a short while, he dug a cave that was enough to live in. The soil on the loess plateau was fine and sticky. Countless families lived in such earthen caves, which were said to be warm in winter and cool in summer.

A set of methods of survival in the northwest was also told by a friend that monks had empty five aggregates, but with such a friend, the monk never thought it would cause any obstacles to his practice.

This time, the blessings and misfortunes of going to Xixia are unpredictable. Before he recovered, he left alone with his men and horses. If he hadn't met a caravan returning, he wouldn't have known that this guy had done this accidentally.

The passionate thing, he was so angry that he could kill the captain's head, and tore the silk into pieces and sell it for a good price, right?

Light a pile of fire at the entrance of the hole, take out a few dry cakes and roast them on the fire. There is still a little wine in the gourd behind it. Take a sip carefully and your whole body is warm. Unfortunately, such a good wine comes to Xixia.

There is nothing to drink.

Looking at the shaking flames. Listening to the shrilling howl of the wolf, Wugou pulled his robe up. After the sun set, the world became even colder. Although there was still a fire in front of him, he still felt it.

Not much warmth.

Yun Zheng sent the caravan back and took two hundred heroes to Longtan Tiger's Knot. Wugou didn't know what Yun Zheng would encounter or what he would do, but he always felt that this matter was extremely dangerous.

I wonder if there are any future problems with the Jile Pill he took, and whether it is really as he said, as the slightest problem. Gao Tansheng was scaring him, and Wugou always felt that it was inappropriate. A devil like Gao Tansheng

If you don’t do meaningless things, the huge Maitreya religion cannot be maintained by lies alone.

There is also some dried mutton. Wugou cuts a few slices from it and puts it in his mouth and chews it slowly. The mutton is very salty and he is reluctant to drink it. After taking the water hyacinth, he wants to drink it. He found that the water inside has formed.

Bing, sighed, wrapped an old fur coat around her body and recited the scriptures. Thanks to Bodhisattva Zhoutian, and added a lot of firewood to the pile of firewood, then curled up in the sheepskin coat and fell asleep slowly.

There is no moon in the sky, only stars...

Ge Qiuyan has been having a great time these days. Yun Zheng is a very interesting person. He can always make a boring thing very fun. Just like now, a simple fan of seeking, let himself and Princess Wei Ming be together.

Have fun. Princess Wei Ming, who was blindfolded, laughed as nice as a bell. She stretched forward with her hands clumsy and scrambled around, holding a book reading Yun Zheng, hiding in one

Behind the wooden pillar, he was reading some difficult articles that were difficult to understand, but he seemed very obsessed with shaking his head.

Princess Wei Ming followed the sound to catch Yun Zheng, but ran into the pillar. Yun Zheng leaned over and continued to read his own book. Ge Qiuyan found that Wei Ming was peeking and did not remind him. As a result, Yun Zheng was Wei.

Ming hugged her tightly, her face turned red and raised her hands high, Wei Ming shouted and jumped. The maid beside her also laughed.

Xixia is not as particular as the Song Dynasty. Men and women admire them, but these are ineffective for the royal family. Wei Ming was happy for a while and asked Yun Zheng to make delicious food. This is the bet.

Yun Zheng always thought that Brother Ning Ling would come here to cause trouble in the past few days, but he didn't wait for his people. According to Wei Ming, Brother Ning Ling was seriously injured and still could only lie on the bed. There were very few under Wei Lang's whip.

There is a living person. This time, he was already showing mercy to whip Ning Ling. I heard that Wei Lang could break the waist of a big green wolf with a whip. He is the most famous wolf guard leader in Xixia. He heard that his face was stabbed by someone else.

The person who cut up from the front was alive, but his knife was broken.

Women like to eat glutinous rice dumplings. The glutinous rice dumplings produced by Yun Zheng dumplings are the size of fists. An anxious diner can't wait for the glutinous rice dumplings to cool down, so they suck the cold air and start chewing them. Wei Ming is very fond of Yun Zheng's endless delicacies.

I really hope to grow a pair of hands like Yun Zheng. She has studied those hands, clean, slender, white, soft, and warm, and is better looking than the hands of her daughter's house. Her fingers are slender, and she doesn't even have her own.

thick.

"Wei Ming is also a good person. He can spin wool, roll felt, and make boots and mature skin. These tasks require strength to do. If I have a pair of hands like mys, how can I do these tasks?

Do you know that the thing you like most is here. In that palace, maybe you are the only noble girl who knows how to work. As long as you know how to work, you will never starve to death. The person who knows how to work is the most beautiful.

Those who can work are just a pile of stinky meat waiting to rot.”

Ge Qiuyan's eyes stared at Yun Zheng without blinking. Although the big man was a little funny in his apron, he still looked so grand. He picked up the knife and looked like a general, with dense sounds of cutting vegetables.

, like a general's war drum...

These words were impossible to tell Yun Zheng. Last time, he almost laughed to death. He said that this was an illusion, a unique illusion for women. At this time, women had no rationality at all. How could this thing be said?

How to believe it because she added all the best fantasies in her heart to the fantasy object.

Wei Ming is just a fifteen-year-old girl, and it is normal to have some fantasies. Ge Qiuyan is a twenty-year-old woman. This age is absolutely reasonable in the Song Dynasty. Generally, a twenty-year-old woman is already

The mother of two or three children is beautiful, which makes people ignore her age, but this is also relative. The skin of the Xixia people is rough, which is sharpened by wind and sand. Whether it is a man or a woman, her appearance is better than that of

Actually, Ge Qiuyan and Wei Ming stood together and couldn't tell who was older or younger.

Seeing Ge Qiuyan being stupid again, Yun Zheng smiled bitterly. How could an old man make such a mistake? The only possibility is that he was caused by fear. He left the Central Plains that she was familiar with and came to a completely unfamiliar world.

When the force is not enough to be trusted, as a woman, she strongly hopes to find someone to rely on. Yun Zheng even affirmed that once she returns to the Central Plains, this tough woman will immediately recover her nature and even feel that she is weak in the Western Xia Dynasty.

It is a shameful act.

When he came to a foreign country, others not only felt that they were not accommodating the environment, but also had an inexplicable sense of fear. Yun Zheng did not feel this way. In his subconscious, he was still in China's territory. I don't know how many times he has been to Ningxia.

This land was too familiar to him, and the only thing that changed was the people here, the Helan Mountains in the distance, the deserts in the distance, and the Yellow River swamps farther away, which only changed the size, greenness or not.

The cold wind blowing here makes him feel at home.

Now I understand why I was so full that I had to risk coming to Xixia. It turns out that deep down I still wanted to find the shadow of the past, see familiar scenes, and dream of going back one day.

The camp of the commander of the Ma Jian Army is at the foot of Helan Mountain. Now the Helan Mountain is covered with black pine forests. I heard that there are also beasts such as tigers and leopards. Today is the fifteenth day, and there is no cloud in the sky, and there is no cloud in the camp.

A huge bonfire was lit, and the soldiers from Jiaziying and the wounded soldiers who had not returned home all gathered around the bonfire and made loud noises. Whenever the moon was full, the people of Xixia would sing and dance around the bonfire, drink and fall.

It is their long-standing custom.

"The moon rises to the sky on the fifteenth day, why are there no clouds beside me? I'm waiting for the beautiful girl, why haven't you come yet..."

This song is the most beautiful to sing on this occasion. The songs of the Xixia people are passed down by word of mouth. I believe this song will soon become one of the most beautiful songs of the Xixia people, because this song is very beautiful in Xixia dialect...

Hearing this song, more and more Western Xia warriors came over, so Yun Zheng taught Princess Wei Ming and Ge Qiuyan to sing this song over and over again, but he sang it in the language of the Song people and then using the

The Xixia people sing the language, and the military field soon became a sea of ​​songs.

Langlige was holding a crossbow arrow in his mouth, lurking quietly in the weeds. The strings of the divine arm crossbow were already hung. Now he only needs to wait until the terrifying man passes by here before he can launch an attack.

Sun Qif lurked across the waves. The clothes Yun Zheng made for them with fishing nets were filled with dead branches and leaves. People lie there like two piles of messy piles of dead grass.

Heavy footsteps came, Wei Lang took every step firmly and powerfully. Every day, he would follow this path home when he was sure that the gate of the palace had been closed. This was also Li Yuanhao's rule. Foreign ministers were not allowed to stay overnight.

Royal Palace.

Wei Lang never needed a large group of people to accompany him. He had only two brothers who crawled out of the pile of dead like him. This was more a habit than a protection.

Wei Lang didn't like to speak, and his brother was used to his silence and didn't like to listen to him, because as soon as he spoke, he would make a hissing like a poisonous snake.

The moon is very bright tonight, so there is no need to lanterns. Wei Lang likes to hear the sound of his big feet stepping on the dead leaves. Every time he crushes a dead leaf, a terrifying smile will appear on his face.

Langlige and Sun Qizhi knew who Wei Lang was and were preparing to launch an attack within the twenty steps that the Divine Arm Crossbow is most sure. At this distance, no one could escape the attack of the Divine Arm Crossbow. Another reason is

It is too close to the palace, and if the attack cannot be successful, it is difficult to escape.

Wei Lang was very happy. He rushed forward and slashed a large dead leaf with his feet. When he was about to look up and show off to his brother, a chill suddenly appeared in his heart, and his arms suddenly staggered in front of his chest and abdomen.

, yelled...
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