Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

Volume 2 · Entering Liangzhou

They traveled around the world, drank wine, sang songs, and left behind a legend.

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There are clusters of white clouds in the sky, endless yellow sand in the distance, and the stumbling Gobi path beneath your feet.

The Blue Eagle Caravan has been walking on this road for a month and a half.

The desert is as sandy as snow. No matter which direction you look, there is monotonous yellow everywhere, not even a tree.

The vastness and emptiness of the desert made everyone in the caravan, including the old masters, feel tired, as if they would never be able to get out.

It's mid-November, and in this Gobi desert, nature is brazenly showing off its terror.

It's so hot during the day that you can boil eggs, and at night the temperature is so low that you can freeze people into ice sculptures.

"The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets over the long river."

Wei An sat on his horse, watching the strong wind blowing through the dust in the sky, and the dryness in his mouth became more intense.

To be honest, before embarking on this journey, what he was most worried about was that the Blue Eagle caravan was robbed, after all, it was carrying so much cargo.

But he was completely wrong.

The environment in the desert next door is so bad, let alone robbers, you can't even see a ghost.

"Brother Zhang, do you still have water here?"

A boy of six or seven years old ran over. His face was wrinkled, his lips were chapped and bleeding, and only his two eyes were watery and cute.

"My name is Ye Xiaocheng, honest Cheng."

Wei An still remembers how he introduced himself like this when he first met the child.

Ye Xiaocheng came with his parents. They were in the same situation as Wei An. They were not part of the caravan and they all followed the caravan to Liangzhou.

Because of this, everyone was arranged by the caravan to stay together at the back of the team, and they quickly got to know each other.

However, Ye Xiaocheng's parents obviously underestimated the horror of the Gobi Desert, especially her mother, who fell ill half a month after setting off and had a high fever.

"It's fever and cold."

Wei An could tell the condition of Ye Xiaocheng's mother without even checking her pulse.

In fact, because the Gobi Desert is too hot during the day and too cold at night, many people with poor health will suffer from cold and fever illnesses.

The caravan naturally knew about this situation, prepared medicine, and was willing to use it to treat Ye Xiaocheng's mother.

However, Ye Xiaocheng's mother's physical condition was quite poor, and the medicine had little effect.

Faced with this kind of patient with abnormally low immunity, even though Wei An had the ability to be a miraculous doctor, she was helpless. She had done everything she could, and the rest was up to her to see if she could get through it.

"Water?"

Wei An picked up the water bag. There was not much water in the bag. After thinking for a moment, he handed it to Ye Xiaocheng and said with a smile: "Take it."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang. I will repay you."

Ye Xiaocheng was overjoyed. The water was so precious that no one else in the caravan was willing to share a drop. He had already begged many people for it.

Then, Ye Xiaocheng grabbed the water bag with both hands and ran towards his mother. The poor woman's face was pale and her skin was chapped. She was supported by her husband and struggled to move forward.

"Mom, there is water here!"

Ye Xiaocheng shouted and raised the water bag.

"Where does the water come from in this small town?" the woman asked feebly.

Ye Xiaocheng pointed to Wei An and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang gave it to me."

The woman and her husband raised their heads at the same time, looked towards Wei An, nodded and bowed in thanks.

"Brother Zhang is such a good person."

Ye Xiaocheng's father said with emotion that he was a simple and honest man, not very strong, but he took good care of his wife and never left her.

"Yes, I must thank them properly when I have the opportunity in the future." The woman also said.

She took the water bag, but did not drink it herself, and said: "Xiaocheng, open your mouth."

Ye Xiaocheng opened his mouth obediently.

His mother took the water bag and carefully poured water into her son's mouth.

at this time!

A big hand swept over and snatched away the water bag.

Ye Xiaocheng's family were all stunned when they saw a rough and hairy man, picking up the water bag and started drinking.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xiaocheng's father was furious, "This is our water!"

The vulgar man drank it all in one breath and sneered: "What's yours? Whatever is in my hands, it belongs to me."

When the people around heard this, they were all filled with indignation. Some people yelled: "Are you robbing?"

"Bah! What's wrong with me just grabbing it?"

The vulgar man was arrogant, his arm muscles were bulging, he looked at people coldly and his face was ferocious.

I saw him pick up a stone and smash it with his fist. With a crash, the stone shattered.

"Musha?"

"Don't be impulsive, this person is not easy to mess with."

All the yelling around him suddenly disappeared.

"Give me the water."

Ye Xiaocheng was so anxious that he almost cried and shouted at the vulgar man.

"Little bastard, are you looking for death?" The vulgar man sprayed a mouthful of thick phlegm on Ye Xiaocheng's face.

"Small town!"

Ye Xiaocheng's mother quickly hugged him and protected him in her arms. His father blocked his wife and children behind him, with a look of shock and anger on his face. He clenched his fists and almost couldn't help but want to hit someone.

"Hey, you still want to hit me, right?"

Seeing this, the vulgar man's eyes widened and he rolled up his sleeves.

Not far away, the people from the caravan looked on with cold eyes, showing no intention to dissuade them.

Although they collected money from these passengers, they were only responsible for leading the way and not for the safety of the passengers.

As for conflicts between passengers, the caravan will not interfere and you can resolve them on your own.

Seeing that the vulgar man was about to hit someone, the people around him couldn't bear to watch and turned their heads.

Snapped!

The rough man's arm suddenly stopped in mid-air. He turned his head and found a hand firmly grasping his wrist.

"you……"

The rough man struggled hard, but his hand was as steady as a mountain and he couldn't break free at all.

After a few moments, the rough man was panting like an ox. Looking at the owner of that hand, a middle-aged man with a slightly weathered face, his face quickly turned ugly.

Wei An takes action!

"Whatever is in your hand is yours, so what does it matter if your hand is in my hand?" Wei An asked lightly.

The words just fell, click!

The big, vulgar man's wrist was bent violently, and he howled in pain.

Wei An let go of his hand, strangled his neck again, and asked, "Now that your neck is in my hand, what does it matter?"

"do not want!"

The rough man looked frightened, his throat was trembling, and he immediately surrendered and said: "My little brother can't see Taishan, so please show me your noble hand."

Wei An sneered: "If apologies were useful, there would be no grudges in this world."

Click!

The vulgar man tilted his neck hard, and his body stopped struggling.

Then, Wei An casually threw it away, and the body of the vulgar man was thrown dozens of meters away like a dead dog, rolling over and over again, with yellow sand swirling in the air.