Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 112 Extra Story 1 Desert Sand Like Snow

The lonely city is white on the grass, and the desert is yellow on the sand.The autumn wind blows up the wild geese, and they go to Xiaoxiang one by one.

At this time, it is the season when the scenery is different in autumn. After leaving Jimen and moving forward, there is a vast desert.

The golden-yellow sand sea on the desert is surging wave after wave, connecting with the unreachable horizon all the way, the yellow sand seems to have assimilated with the sky in the extreme eye, the red dust is gone, only the wildness remains.

People from the border city still live inside Jimen, but there are few pedestrians outside the city.

In autumn, though not as fierce as midsummer, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky, casting deep and shallow shadows and large golden reflections on the sand. A group of demons danced wildly.

In such vastness, everything seems insignificant and insignificant. Only occasional camel bells can be heard in the sand, which should mean that a passing caravan is on its way or taking a break.

Other than that, it seemed to be completely deserted.

It's just as if,

As long as you have lived in the border area for a while, you will know that there are not only caravans in this seemingly deserted thousands of miles of desert, but once there is a dull sound of galloping horseshoes, passing merchants will startled and flee, because They all knew that the most frightening nightmare in the desert was coming.

This day, two people came outside the Jimen Gate.

Although they were dressed as border residents, the behavior of these two people made it clear at a glance that they were by no means native residents of this place. They presumably came here either to travel around the border or to do some small business.

But if you talk about business, they are not very similar, because both of them have no long belongings, but one of them is carrying a long cloth bag on his back, which does not look like goods, and even the mount is a camel bought locally. Only bought one.

Probably came here out of curiosity, the owner of the camel seller thought, young people nowadays are really ignorant, even a camel dares to enter the desert, isn’t it courting death?

He couldn't help rambling on, trying to persuade those two people to buy two more - but it's really not that he wants to make money, for those who want to go to the desert, camels are really very important, they can avoid the wind and sand, and they can be found far away Water sources and critical moments can save lives.

It's a pity that those two people obviously didn't intend to follow the advice. Before the boss could finish his sentence, those two people had already disappeared without a trace.

——Qixian is wearing a hood, sitting on a camel, looking around, the hustle and bustle in Jimen behind him has gradually gone away, and in front of him is the vast ocean of sand, the color of the sand is soaked in the eyes, and even the breath There is a rough and free taste in the air.

The knife-like wind blew in through the gap in the hood, and it hurt his face. He reached out and touched the hump of the camel under him, but his face hidden behind the hood showed a slight sense of comfort.

Roughness has the benefits of roughness.

Just like the people in this place, they are primitive, simple, heroic, direct, and open-minded. They will never stab you in the back if they disagree with each other in a face-to-face fight.

No one is born to enjoy intrigue, no one.The seven strings are curled with camel hair, humming an out-of-tune tune in a low voice.

Where he was going, what he was going to do, what situation he would encounter... For the first time in his life, he didn't think about anything. He really just enjoyed the scenery of the desert. It sounded like he was in a pretty good mood from the singing.

And Wen Nianyuan led the camel with one hand, walking slowly ahead.

The back is not as dull as before, but it is always stable. There is a string of camel bells hanging around the camel's neck, which keeps making melodious jingling sounds with his footsteps, as if accompaniment for the people on its back.

"A Lin, look there." Not far away, Wen Nianyuan suddenly slowed down, pointed to the northwest direction with his finger, turned his head and said to Qixian.

After hearing this, Qixian didn't look in the direction he pointed, but leaned slightly on the camel's back, watching Wen Nianyuan from behind the hood, "What did you call me?"

"..." Wen Nianyuan didn't say anything, he didn't know if he didn't want to say it, or he didn't know what to say.

In fact, he has always wanted to call the name Qixian like this, not "Qixian" or "you" or "brother", just like the most common lover in the world, calling each other's name with an intimate tone, called When you get up, you can roll over the lingering meaning on the tip of your tongue.

The man on the camel looked at him for a while in that slightly bent posture, then smiled, "Forget it, it's up to you." He turned his head nonchalantly, "What did you say you were looking at?"

Wen Nianyuan's mind fluttered, and he replied "What?" suddenly, and blinked, "There was movement before, it seems to have run away."

In fact, there was nothing there.

He just wanted to say "A Lin", and Qixian probably didn't notice it... maybe.

Qi Xian was noncommittal, just as he thought, as if he hadn't noticed it at all, and continued humming an unknown little song intermittently following the camel's footsteps.

Although the voice is subtle, it can still be heard that the tone is melodious and melodious, and it is more ethereal and pure in the wilderness.

I don't know how long he sang, but he suddenly stopped and said lightly: "Probably because I was born before the full term, I slept lightly when I was young, and I woke up easily at night. My mother often sat by the bed and hummed this song to me. .”

"Her voice is very beautiful, maybe even more beautiful than her person. I have seen countless beauties in my life, and no one has ever surpassed her. Everyone in the world said that she died so early, it was destiny The beauty is unlucky."

"Wen Xian... In my life, I have seen enough of God's will, heard enough of fate, what is God's will? What is fate?" Qi Xian's voice suddenly became louder, and Wen Nianyuan had already turned around.

The voice of the seven strings can almost crack the gold and break the jade, and it is loud and loud, "From the day I stepped into the rivers and lakes, I said, I want this world, I want this world, I want everything that intends to influence my every step. It's all in my hands, and it will be wiped out!"

This is probably the only time Qixian, and possibly the last time from now on or even in his entire life, will show his struggle and anger to others so nakedly/nakedly/nakedly.

Despite everything he did, even under pressure, he never strayed from this belief.

There was a sound of fluttering clothes, and Wen Nianyuan, who was leading the camel, turned over on his back, stretched out his hand to embrace Qixian into his arms, and hugged him gently, "There will be no more in the future, Ah Lin."

Qi Xian closed her eyes, slowly relaxed her body and leaned against the person behind her, her tone softened, "I asked her what the song was called later, and she said it was called "Homecoming Ballad". She is a ranger, born wandering , the ends of the earth, no place to return to life, no burial place to die, where did I come from my hometown... It's just that my hometown is where I live."

"She has it, and you have it too." Wen Nianyuan clasped Qixian's ten fingers, and interlocked the two of them one by one with a serious face as if doing something important.

"Huh?" Following his movements, Qixian let out a slightly lazy tone like a cat whose fur has been smoothed.

Wen Nianyuan pressed the other person's head against his neck, lowered his head and kissed his black hair, "Her hometown is you, and your hometown is me."

Qixian felt the body temperature that belonged to others, it was really... ironing, this kind of clumsy man has learned how to speak softly, this world is really very strange.

"Look over there." A deep voice came from his ear, carrying warm air.

again?He pulled the corner of his mouth, but still raised his eyes to look in the direction Wen Nianyuan pointed, and what caught his eyes was a crimson color.

In the yellow sand all over the sky, a flaming red flower bloomed, which was more enthusiastic and public than the sunshine above the head and the yellow sand under the feet.

It is a kind of unscrupulous beauty, without any restraint or anything to oppress, they grow and open like a carnival, showing all kinds of graceful postures, regardless of whether there is anything to appreciate.

"There are such plants in the desert?" Qixian sat up slightly and watched intently, apparently also attracted by the thriving life in this sea of ​​death.

Wen Nianyuan responded, but looked at the person in front of him.

In his opinion, Qixian is a kind of miracle just like the flower.

"Since we like it, we can watch it every year." He said, it's not difficult, isn't it, left and right, he and this man who is like a miracle to him still have a long life to spend together.

It is enough for them to watch the flowers bloom and fade, the clouds roll and the clouds relax for decades.

...Probably enough for him to hone his cooking skills...Probably like this.

At this time, the originally quiet camel seemed to shake slightly, and the camel turned its head, agitated a little restlessly. "listen."

Qi Xian grabbed Wen Nianyuan's restless hand, her gaze fixed.

In the distance, there seems to be some sound, not the caravan's camel bell, but... dull... raindrops... quickly approaching here... scattered and complicated... the sound of horseshoes?

The sound of horseshoes in the desert?

Qixian raised her eyebrows, and turned her head to look at Wen Nianyuan thoughtfully, "Is it your bad luck, or my luck is too good, today's program is very colorful?"

Before he could finish his words, billowing dust had already risen not far away. In the center of the dust, there were many figures shaking faintly, galloping towards this side. Occasionally, a cold and sharp light flashed past, like a sword. .

Wen Nianyuan looked worried, "Sand bandits."

"Sand bandit? A sand bandit who robs money, goods...stealing people?" Qi Xian said with great interest, but the group of people gradually approached as he spoke, so close that he could see the appearance of the man in the lead.

The author has something to say: Rolling all over the floor, thank you for the grenade of the snow girl in white!Yifeng girl's mine X5!See the girl's landmine!

By the way, I would like to say that the episode is definitely not thrilling, it is absolutely sweet!honey!honey!