After dawn, I saw a thin white line in the distance, floating like a stream of blue smoke, trembling slightly.

That's the dark river.

The river was right in front of me, but it seemed that I could not walk in front of me. After eating the jerky that the bald camel guest gave us, the water in the water bag was drunk, my stomach began to roar, and my throat began to smoke again. Looking around, I only saw the long yellow sand, and even an insect could not see it.

The leopard pulled me and said, "It's almost time to the Dark River, and there may be food by the Dark River."

The dark river is getting closer and closer, and I can smell a wet breath in the air. The sky is high and blue, and the dark river flows quietly under the sky, without any sound.

Finally, I came to the dark river. My whole body was plunged into the river. The river water choked me out of breath. The white clouds in the air reflected in the river water. I felt like I was as light and plump as a white cloud.

The underground river just flowed out of the ground, and the river water was a little cold. I was looking forward to seeing food such as fish and shrimp in the river, but nothing.

After drinking, my stomach became even hungry. The leopard said, "Walking down the river, you can find the village."

I followed the leopard with a lot of groundwater in my arms and asked, "Why can I find a village when I walk down, but can't I walk up?"

The leopard said: "The water in the desert is so precious. People live on the river. People walk to high places and water flows to low places. If you walk upwards, you will only walk up the mountains. When the water flows to the bottom of the mountain, you will definitely be homes at the bottom of the mountain."

Yan Zi is tall, beautiful, smart and clever. He is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life and the most chivalrous woman I have ever seen in my life. After Yan Zi and the third uncle separated, they must have come to the river where they made an appointment. However, the third uncle did not come. Should Yan Zi wander down the river or wait for the third uncle by the river?

Lao Tong and another person must have come to the underground river together. Will Swallow meet them? Will they hurt Swallow?

Yan Zi is extremely smart. When danger comes, she will definitely realize that Yan Zi is waiting for the third uncle by the river. If she can't wait, she will definitely think that the third uncle will encounter an unexpected accident and she will definitely leave alone. She will also think that she will be able to find the village by walking downstream along the river.

There are no footprints by the river, neither of them nor their elders. A sandstorm a night buried all the traces on the desert. The soil by the river is moist, and a kind of thorn growing on the ground grows. There are several ravens chirping in the thorns, with dry and harsh sounds, like dead branches falling on the ground.

Suddenly, I found a pile of feces in the thorn. The feces were white and had been air-dried.

The leopard's face was solemn, and his eyebrows were twisted into a lump.

I asked, "Is this shit caused by humans or animals?"

The leopard said, "It's pulled by humans."

Judging from the shape, it is indeed a human pull. However, I don’t understand why a human stool is white.

The leopard gritted his teeth and raised his cheeks. He said, "Go away, I'm going to kill these two bitches with my own hands."

After walking a few hundred meters, I was so hungry that my heart was close to my back. I always felt that every step I took was the last step. I slowly pulled a distance from the leopard. A few dozen meters away, there were several ravens shouting, as if pecking at something. When I saw something to eat, I stumbled under my feet and ran over. I saw the ravens fighting for a piece of meat, the meat was connected to the bones, and they were black. I didn't know what kind of animal meat it was.

I ran over and drove away the raven. The raven stood a few meters away unwillingly, cooing and looking at me. I picked up the piece of meat and took a bite, and found that it was roasted.

Who would throw a piece of roasted meat into the desert? In the desert, every piece of food is extremely precious. Every piece of food can save several lives, and no one will throw away food at will. This piece of roasted meat is probably stolen by an eagle or a raven from the backpack of a pedestrian. It has not been eaten and buried here.

However, what kind of meat is this? I don't know, it has a rotten smell and a strong meaty aroma.

After eating a few bites of meat, my pace accelerated. In less than half an hour, I rushed to the side of the leopard. The leopard looked solemn and kept walking with his head down without saying a word.

The sun was going westward and the river was about to break off. The leopard asked me to fill two water bags and then continue on the way.

After walking for another hour, we arrived at the edge of a bush. We wanted to go around and heard a faint cry for help from the bush.

We walked over and saw a man lying on the ground with his back facing the sky, his skin on his mouth was cracked by the scorching sun. Although we didn't know who he was, saving people was important. The leopard brought the water bag close to his mouth. I saw that the man suddenly had his eyes bright and grabbed the water bag in the leopard's hand.

A sip of water saved a life.

However, we didn't understand what he was saying. He was babbling and waving his arms. When the leopard exchanged glances with me, we all felt that he was speaking Mongolian.

In order to show that he was a Mongolian, he stood up after drinking water and danced a Mongolian dance for us. I am sure he was indeed a Mongolian.

Suddenly, the leopard grabbed his pocket and tore it apart. A string of things fell out of the pocket, including hairpins and bracelets. The hairpins were made of brass and polished shiny.

I am so familiar with this pair of hairpins and these bracelets, it is Swallow's.

My tears suddenly surged out. I grabbed his neck and asked viciously: "Where is the swallow?"

Maybe he understood what I said, maybe he saw from my expression who I was. A hint of horror appeared in his eyes. I whipped his mouth angrily, making his nose and mouth bloody. He suddenly changed to Chinese language and said, "Give me aside, spare me."

I held the swallow's hairpin and bracelet and asked, "Where did this come from?"

He looked at me and then at the leopard, not daring to say it. The leopard said, "If you tell the truth, we will leave you half a bag of water, life and death will come from heaven."

He said: "We came to the riverside and saw a series of women's footprints by the riverside. We followed the footprints and saw her sitting in the salt grass by the river, as if waiting for someone. When she saw us, she seemed very panicked and stood up and left. We said we were our own people and had no malice, so she stopped. She said she was waiting for a friend here, and we said we were camel tourists and got lost in the desert, so we just walked out of the desert together. She agreed. In this environment, no one can get out of the desert, and only by joining oneself can get out of the desert.

"She has been waiting by the river for most of the day, and she hasn't waited for her companions to arrive. We said, your companions have not arrived yet and must have died. Just walk down the river and will definitely be able to walk out of the desert. She agreed hesitantly. We walked in front and she followed us far away. In fact, I didn't harm her, it was Honda who wanted to harm her.

"We have finished our dry food. We don't know how far we have to go in front. If we can't go out, we will die. Honda said that if we kill the woman behind us, we can walk out of the desert. It was Honda's idea to kill that woman, and it was also Honda's move. Honda pretended to talk to her and stabbed her from behind. The woman fell down without saying a word.

"After stabbing the woman to death, Honda cut her body into many pieces. I picked up a lot of firewood and put it in the fire to barbecue. I couldn't eat human flesh, so it was all eaten by Honda. I saw that the hairpins and bracelets on this woman were good and could be sold for money, so I picked them off and put them on her body.

"I didn't eat human flesh, so I didn't walk far. Honda ate human flesh and walked fast. I asked him to wait for me, but he ignored it. As I walked, I was hungry and thirsty and couldn't walk anymore, so I fell here and later I met you. Do you know this woman? This woman is yours? It really has nothing to do with me."

The leopard was covered in tears, and he turned around and strode forward. I trembled all over and rushed forward to bite the Japanese spy. He screamed. I bit off a piece of meat and spit it on the ground; I bit off a piece of meat and spit it on the ground... His scream stopped, and my mouth was bleeding. I wiped my mouth and chased the leopard.

Honda's full name is Honda Jiichiro, and his pseudonym is a pseudonym in China.

How can I let go of my old friends?

The flames of revenge were burning in my chest, and I couldn't feel hungry at all in my stomach. I stepped on the sand with my feet as light as I was on a spring. The leopard strided in front, and he shook his hands away, like an ostrich with his wings spreading.

There was a tall sand dune in front of us, and we quickly climbed up the sand dune. A row of footprints appeared on the sand dune, not overwhelmed by sandstorms. The row of footprints, one foot deep and the other shallow, belonged to the old couple.

We stood on the sand dune and saw a simple road under the sand dune. The road passed through the desert like a belt. A car drove from afar. There was a man in the middle of the road shaking his hands towards the car. He was old co-worker.

Here, only Japanese people have cars.

I sat dejectedly on the sand dune, screaming loudly. The sound echoed in the sky like broken bamboo pieces.

The leopard pulled me up and said, "Go back. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. The old couple is dead."

Doron was occupied by the Japanese, and we could not go back; the master's territory in Hunshandake Sandland was also occupied by the Japanese, and we could not go back.

A hundred miles outside Duolun City, there is an abandoned lama temple. Previously, there was a lama in this lama temple, who was old and beautiful. After the old lama died, the lama temple collapsed. In the lama temple, there were pots, pans, doors, windows, and bedding.

Camel tourists also traveled around the world. When they passed this lama temple, the black and white beggar asked the camel tourists to put the third uncle in the lama temple. The camel tourists wanted to deliver the goods to Zhangjiakou. At that time, the entire Chahar Province had fallen, and Zhangjiakou, the capital of Chahar Province, was occupied by the Japanese. The third uncle walked into Zhangjiakou and would only fall into the trap.

The Lama Temple has become our habitat.

I lay in the Lama Temple for seven days, and during these seven days, I almost didn't get into the tea. On the eighth day, when I got up from the bed, I lost weight and my beard began to emerge from my chin. I became a real man.

During these seven days, I kept thinking about death, and I never thought that I would eat the meat of the swallow into my stomach. Swallow, that is my fiancée, the person I love the most. I didn't expect that such a beautiful, intelligent, and so lively and cute girl would end like this.

But I can't die. If I die, the swallow will die in vain.

On the eighth day, the bright sun shone on me, there were fine wrinkles on my forehead, my chin was covered with short and hard stubble, and my heart suddenly became hard during these seven days, as hard as a stone.

Since then, revenge has become my only purpose.

However, it is not easy to kill Lao Tong. The black and white beggar heard from Doron that Lao Tong became the commander of the Doron military police.

The military police headquarters had extremely strict defenses and could not even fly in. The old couple knew that they had done many evil things. When he went out, they were sitting in a car. Two Japanese military policemen were holding guns and followed him without hesitation. He also fed a Japanese wolfdog, which also followed him like a shadow.

It is difficult to get close to my old colleague, let alone kill him.

The Japanese had limited troops. After they occupied Doron, they were unable to send troops to occupy the countryside for the time being. We spent a peaceful time in the Lama Temple.

When the camels left, we left two bows and dozens of arrows. The reason for the grass was lush grass, so there were many birds. There was a bird called the Great Bumblebee. The Great Bumblebee is his scientific name. The grassland people are called the Wild Goose. It is very large and does not fly high, weighing more than ten pounds. The Third Master Uncle made a lot of archery techniques, and every time he shot the Great Bumblebee, he would pass through his neck. But this kind of bird was extremely stupid. The Third Master Uncle shot one, and the other looked at it blankly, not understanding what was going on.

I was thinking about how to take revenge every day. The belief in revenge burned my eyes red. However, I couldn't find a way to kill the commander of the Doron military police.

One day, I walked out of the Lama Temple with a knife and saw a wolverine in the grass. I chased the wolverine all the way and climbed over a small hill. There was a village under the hill. What was strange was that there was no one in the village. The wolverine ran over the village road, but no one came out to chase it.

There was a dense forest on the other side of the village. After the wolverine ran into the dense forest, they could never find it again. I returned to the village disappointed and suddenly heard a cheer from a yard in the middle of the village.

I followed the sound to the yard and found that it was dark and full of people. It turned out that the whole village came to this yard. There was a big room behind the yard, and there was a blind storyteller sitting under the eaves. He had bamboo boards tied to his calves, three strings on his knees, and bow strings in his hand. He sang and said, the three strings were ringing and the bamboo boards were hit, and it sounded scheming and eye-catching.

It was still early, so I just listened to it here.

That day, the storyteller said that "Wang Zuo broke his arm". During the Song Dynasty, the Jin army invaded south, and Yue Fei led his army to fight north, but was defeated by a man named Lu Wenlong. Lu Wenlong was the son of the governor of Luzhou. Jin Wushu, the commander of the Jin army, captured Luzhou. Lu Wenlong's parents hanged themselves to the country for sacrifice. Lu Wenlong and his wet nurse were captured by Jin Wushu and became his adopted son. When Lu Wenlong grew up, his martial arts skills were great and he did not know his life experience at all. He led his army south and defeated Yue Fei's army. When Yue Fei was at a loss, his general Wang Zuo cut off his arm and demanded to surrender to the Jin army, and persuaded Lu Wenlong to surrender...

When I heard this, my mind flashed like a flash of lightning, and I had an idea to get close to my old friend.

Before I could hear "Wang Zuo's broken arm", I walked out of the village and rushed to the Lama Temple.

What I thought of was to break my arm and go to see Lao Tong. After Lao Tong lost his guard against me, he killed Lao Tong.

However, no one agreed with me.

Leopard said: "Your approach is too risky. If the assassination fails, your arms will be abandoned in vain."

The black beggar said: "Old is a Japanese spy and has received special training. If you have two arms, you are not his opponent, let alone one next door."

The third uncle said: "This is a bitter plan, the worst of the thirty-six plans."

I said, "As long as I can assassinate Lao Tong, I am willing to give up everything. I will not fight with Lao Tong, I will only be able to outwit my wisdom. I am the descendant of the Jiangxiang Sect. I can use thousands of techniques to deal with others, but I can only use bitter meat tricks to deal with Lao Tong who does not believe in ghosts and gods."

Leopard said: "Old Tong is the enemy of all of us here, and you will not let you take risks alone."

The black beggar said, "With us here, you don't need to penetrate them."

The third uncle said: "It is really sad, sad to have descendants of the Jiangxiang Sect fallen into this situation."

Bai Beggar had no idea. His eyes looked into the distance, as if he was thinking. When the leopard asked him for his opinion, he said nothing.

Leopard said: "I know you must have an idea in your mind. Nothing can be difficult for you, but you are talking."

Bai Beggar said: "During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a Wu Kingdom in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The king was called Liao, and people called him King Liao of Wu. His nephew Helu sent someone to assassinate King Liao of Wu and usurped the throne. Although King Liao of Wu was dead, his son Qingji was extremely powerful and was the number one warrior at that time. Helu was worried that Qingji would avenge his father and was extremely frightened. Later, a gangster in the Wu Kingdom called Yaoli, saying that he could kill Qingji. No one believed it at that time because Qingji was thin and small, and had a disability. However, Yaoli was attacked by Qingji and stabbed him with a spear while he was unprepared."

The leopard, the black beggar, and the third uncle stopped talking.

Bai Beggar continued: "It is not impossible to be gentle and strong, but the method of breaking the arm of the dog is not advisable."

I said, "Laotong and I were locked in the same prison. I suddenly left and left Laotong in prison. If I returned to Laotong now, Laotong would definitely be suspicious. He would first ask me why I didn't go back that night. If I didn't go back, there must be a reason for not going back. If I couldn't go back to prison on time, there was only one possibility, which was physical injuries, and very severe injuries. If this were the case, Laotong wouldn't be suspicious."
To be continued...