I learned skills in a different world

In the northwest desert, inside a low private house.

"Ah!"

A short man in gray clothes rubbed his nose and muttered in his mind, "Fortunately, I can run fast. Who is the grandson who framed Grandpa Thousand-Handed Robbers? If I find out, I will steal everything from his family!"

Thinking of this, Thousand-Handed Thief was also very depressed.

Although he indeed covets the legendary secret book of returning to the Yuan Dynasty that can make people live forever, but the secret book is tightly protected by the bald donkey of Guangji Temple and is guarded by the master. No matter how powerful he is in Qinggong and stealing skills, he can't do anything about it.

He also enjoys the satisfaction of successfully stealing, and the feeling that everyone wants to catch him but he is helpless, but this does not mean that he likes others to blame him for things he has not done.

I thought that his whereabouts were discovered so easily by others, and he was hunted by the whole world, forcing him to explain that it was not his fault that the secret book of Guiyuan was stolen.

Even if Guangji Temple later clarified that it was not him, he did not dare to stay in the Central Plains longer.

He happened to hear that the local nobles in the northwest desert presented a treasure to a general named Mu, so he came here to see if he could steal it so he could enjoy it.

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The Gobi and sand dunes, the yellow sand and the strong wind, the setting sun and the lonely smoke, together form a vast and magnificent picture, where majesty and desolation are intertwined.

This place is different from the vast grassland in Yuchengguan. The yellow sand is long and boundless.

"Dingxin...dongda...dingxin...dongda..."

The rhythmic sound of camel bells sounded in this desert full of yellow sand, adding a bit of exotic and mysterious color to this desolate land.

A camel caravan consisting of dozens of camels walked slowly on this endless desert. Each camel was carrying heavy cargo. In addition to the camels, there were also some horses among them.

Wan Jinan rode a camel behind the caravan.

At this time, a middle-aged man in front of the team ran up to him on horseback and said, "My boss, there is an oasis ahead. Do you want to set up camp in front?"

Wan Jinan raised his head and looked at the sky, "Well, let me know, let's rest in front."

"Yes."

The camel caravan traveled relatively slowly. Their caravan traveled long distances for several months and finally arrived in Mobei not long ago.

The poplar trees in the oasis are tall and strong, with vigorous branches. It can be seen from them that they have experienced a lot of sandstorms and scorching heat over the past century.

Now that spring has arrived, the crowns of the Populus euphratica trees are sprouting a little green. Although they are not as warm and brilliant as the golden Populus euphratica forests in late autumn, they are still full of vitality.

There is also a Crescent Moon Spring inside, with sparkling clear water that contrasts with Populus euphratica, full of vitality and vitality, and seems incompatible with the vast yellow sand of the desert.

After entering the oasis, the caravan started working in an orderly manner. Some people were responsible for setting up tents, some were responsible for making fires for cooking, and some were responsible for taking care of the camels and horses, checking the camel paws for abrasions and injuries, and the hired guards took care of them. Wearing weapons and guarding the surrounding area.

After Wan Jinan got off the camel, he walked straight towards a person.

This man was wearing a gray-blue robe, with a red satin belt tied around his waist, and a hooded green cloak. He was feeding his horse by the Crescent Moon Spring.

From a distance, this man's figure and demeanor appear to be excellent, but upon closer inspection, it's hard to avoid being a little disappointed.

"Mr. Shen, we should be setting up camp here tonight. Come with me and have something to eat."

The man looked up, revealing a dull, unremarkable face under his hood.

This person is none other than Shen Fangshi, who is disguised as a man.

"it is good."

Shen Fangshi cleaned his hands in the spring water, took off his hood, and followed Wan Jinan to sit down beside the temporary fire.

Beside the fire, someone was baking the naan that he had brought with him before, because there was spring water here. Not far away, there were people cooking mutton soup and milk tea.

Of course, this kind of milk tea is different from the milk tea in later generations. It is salty and made with brick tea and milk.

The brick tea was obtained by the caravan in exchange for goods at the previous market.

The milk tea was quickly cooked, and Wan Jinan personally poured a bowl for Shen Fangshi, "Come, Mr. Shen, have a bowl of milk tea."

Shen Fangshi took it with both hands, "Thank you very much."

Shen Fangshi took a sip. Although he was not used to salty milk tea, he had to say that it was still very fragrant.

The sun sets, and the oasis is enveloped in golden afterglow.

The rays of light seemed to cast a mysterious aura on Shen Fangshi's body. His hair and clothes were fluttering slightly, and the wind was decorating him.

Wan Jinan looked a little crazy again.

"Why did Mr. Wan become a merchant?"

Hearing Shen Fangshi's question, Wan Jinan immediately came back to his senses and cursed himself secretly. He, Young Master Wan, had never seen such a beauty. How could he be so distracted by such an ordinary-looking person?

Could it be because he saved himself and was his savior.

Shen Fangshi thought he didn't hear clearly and asked again.

Shen Fangshi had already guessed Wan Jinan's identity.

Wan Jin'an is the owner of Yunxiang Pavilion, and the Wan family is the richest man in the world. He could obviously lie down and count money, and have fine clothes and food, but he followed the caravan in Mobei, where the sky is filled with yellow sand.

You must know that camel walking is a very hard job. Lack of water, food and grass, bandits and robbers, and bad weather are common occurrences along the way.

Shen Fangshi met Wan Jinan and the others when they entered Mobei. At that time, they happened to encounter a pack of wolves and the guards were gradually losing ground, so Shen Fangshi helped them.

So Wan Jinan warmly invited him to accompany him, and Shen Fangshi agreed, thinking it would be more convenient to follow the caravan.

Shen Fangshi used a low-level disguise technique to change his appearance, and he stopped using Chu Qingge's name and told others that his name was Shen Fangshi.

Wan Jin'an said: "Ah, there is nothing wrong with being a merchant. I like to travel around. Being a merchant can not only do business, but also enjoy the different scenery along the way."

"Mr. Shen, we have arrived in Mobei now. It is estimated that we will reach our destination in seven days. I wonder what your plans are next?"

The world is not peaceful recently. He also knows that the secret book of Guangji Temple has been lost. It is suspected to be the work of the Thousand-Handed Thief. Now many martial arts people in the world are flocking to the northwest desert to capture the Thousand-Handed Bandit so that they can get a share of the pie.

He is just a businessman and does not want to get involved in the fighting and killing in the martial arts world.

Mr. Shen probably stole it for Qian Hands, but I don't know who he is in the world.