The Mongolian troops walked west for tens of miles. According to the guides Su Pu, Sangsir and others, the Gobi is behind from here, and it will be far away from the next oasis. Therefore, Wuchen ordered that the large troops first Rest and recharge here.
A smile crossed Song Qingshu's face. How could he feel like the service station on the highway in his previous life, but if he missed the service station on the highway, at most he would not be able to go to the toilet or refuel, but in this Gobi desert, if he didn't count Supplies, if you miss an oasis, you will probably pay the price of your life.
Gobi... Hearing those people yelling one after another, the beautiful and gentle woman in Jin Guo appeared in Song Qingshu's mind, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly rise.
"Ah Choo~"
Song Qingshu suddenly felt itchy nose, and sneezed several times in a row, wondering if someone was speaking ill of me behind my back
The movement he made caused Aman to look over and said softly: "In this season, the climate on the grassland changes greatly from day to night. Most of you Han people are not used to getting sick easily. You put this herb on your nose. Symptoms should get better."
While talking, she handed over a sachet, and a few dry herbs were faintly exposed from the sachet, which further set off the whiteness and delicateness of her wrist.
Seeing the red corners of her eyes, obviously still worried about her mother's safety, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing and said: "The little girl is kind-hearted, but I'm not from Han, but from Dongying."
Since he had to do a full set of acting, he didn't want to be spotted by his Mongolian companions.
"Dongying, I've never heard of it. Where is Dongying?" Although there is still worry in the brows, the girl's longing for the outside world makes Oman's beautiful eyes shine.
"In the far east, you have to travel thousands of miles across the sea to reach the sea." Song Qingshu explained.
"So far?" Oman couldn't help clicking his tongue, "I've never seen the sea in my life."
Song Qingshu subconsciously replied: "I'll take you to see the sea when I have a chance." The Golden Snake Camp is located in Shandong, and there are seas everywhere nearby. Shenlong Island, Peach Blossom Island, and even Knight Island are deep in the sea. You can entertain her in any place. Can see the sea.
Aman blushed pretty, "Thank you, but Su Pu will take me there, so I don't need to trouble you."
"I was being abrupt." Song Qingshu smiled apologetically, "I will invite you to come and go with me when I have a chance."
Oman's eyes lit up: "Okay."
"Aman!" Su Pu, who was not far away, rode over at this time, staring at Song Qingshu with a somewhat unfriendly expression.
"Su Pu, this uncle said that he would take us to his place to play and watch the sea." Aman looked at his lover excitedly.
Su Pu snorted, and stretched out his hand to pull Aman aside: "What's so beautiful about the sea, how about the scenery on the grassland? My father said that the Han people can't be trusted. The ghost knows what bad ideas they have."
Sensing the young man's hostility, Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh. Of course he wouldn't get angry because of this. The only thing he was curious about was that he seemed to be intimate with Li Wenxiu last time. What is the relationship between the three of them now.
It's a pity that it's not convenient for him to ask, otherwise Su Pu will be sure that he didn't identify the wrong person, which will be troublesome.
"He's not Han, he's from Dongying." Aman looked back at Song Qingshu apologetically, and hurriedly explained to his lover.
"People from Dongying? I've never heard of it. He's obviously not a good person from the look of his wicked eyebrows. You should stay away from him in the future. These men are just looking at your beauty and are greedy for your body." Although Su Pu deliberately lowered his voice, How can I hide it from Song Qingshu's eyes and ears.
Aman blushed and whispered, "Su Pu, you can't think of everyone else so badly."
Su Pu snorted: "Did you forget about your mother? She is so beautiful..." As he spoke, he noticed that Aman's face was pale, and hurriedly apologized: "I didn't mean that, your mother will be fine of."
Aman ignored him and walked to the other side with a straight face.
Song Qingshu in the distance glanced at the herbal medicine in his hand, and because of the little girl's love, he didn't want to see her so sad all the time, so he sent a voice transmission and said: "Don't worry, your mother is fine, wait for you to come back." When you are in the tribe, she will greet you at home."
Oman looked around in shock: "Who, who is talking?"
Su Pu who caught up was confused: "I'm the one talking to you."
Oman shook his head: "It's not your voice."
At this time, Sansier suddenly said: "It is said in the tribe that there is an evil spirit in the desert. Could it be the voice of that evil spirit?"
As soon as the words came out, several Tiyan clansmen around shuddered. At this moment, Luo Tuo, another apprentice of Che Erku, laughed and scolded: "Sang Sier is indeed a coward. There is still a distance from the desert, even if there are evil spirits It's not going to run that far."
Both Sansir and Luo Tuo are apprentices of Che Erku. The camel is as powerful as a camel, so everyone calls him that, but few people even remember his real name; way.
Hearing his ridicule, Sansir's face flushed red: "Nonsense, when have I been afraid!" The young man in the tribe, who doesn't love Oman, loses face in front of his sweetheart, he is willing to let it go, very happy Quickly fight with the camel.
Only Aman clasped his hands in front of his chest and prayed secretly in his heart. The voice was not scary at all, and it must not be a devil. Could it be that Allah took pity on us and specially told the news about my mother
The thought of this revived my spirits, and I found a secluded place to pray very devoutly, but unfortunately the voice never appeared again.
She knelt quietly on the grass, with a pious and holy face, like a goddess in the sky, and even the Mongolian soldiers who were used to burning, killing and looting around her couldn't feel profane for a while.
Song Qingshu glanced in the direction of Old Man Wusun, and saw that he was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. He was obviously concentrating on forcing the poison, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's really hard for me to handle it myself.
After the replenishment here, Wuchen and Boerhu greeted their respective tribes to set off, and the group continued westward in a mighty manner.
The farther west you go, the more desolate you look. Before, you could see a lot of small bushes, but now you can only see a touch of green, and more of them are dry and half buried in the desert. Wherever you look, It's all yellow sand.
After walking for more than a hundred miles, they finally arrived at the next oasis. It was already dark at this time, so Wuchen and Boerhu ordered the large troops to camp here tonight.
The Mongols were going to set up tents, but they were stopped by Su Pu. It turns out that the desert here will be cold and windy at night, and sometimes sandstorms will blow up. Ordinary tents can't support it at all.
He, Sansier and Luo Tuo taught everyone to dig a sandpit, and then wrapped themselves in a blanket to lie down in the pit, surrounded by a dozen sandpit, and set up a big fire in the middle, so as to keep out the cold and not be afraid of wind and sand.
The Mongols fought north and south, and they were used to this. After the order was conveyed, the soldiers soon dug their own bunkers, lit a bonfire and shared dry food.
After Su Pu instructed the Mongolian soldiers to dig a hole, he was planning to go back to talk to Aman, but he accidentally annoyed her during the day, and he didn't know if he had calmed down at this time.
When passing a sand dune, suddenly a hand stretched out from the shadow and pulled him in.