Vendetta

The four Fu Ling came all the way to Yangguan City, changed their horses into camels, left Chengguan, and entered the desert.

Riding a horse is different from riding a camel. The camel walks slowly, stepping on the soft yellow sand and walking forward step by step. If it hits a hard object in the sand, such as a stone, the camel will suddenly lean forward. The first time The camel rider will be intimidated, but it’s okay, because the camel will not have a stable center of gravity, it will always stand fast and continue to move forward slowly.

In the boundless desert, such a calm and down-to-earth temperament is really needed.

There are a few scattered clouds in the blue sky, and the plank road winds to the distance, even to the junction of the desert and the sky, and some oases are like green emeralds, inlaid on the golden silk.

Fu Ling was riding a white camel, and suddenly said: "I think of a poem."

Qiu Yi said, "It's not like something you can recall."

"You can't read more without education?" Fu Ling pulled the rein and led the white camel to bump its head into the camel's buttocks under Qiu Yi.

The camel under Qiu Yi was knocked forward by the strong white camel, so surprised that Qiu Yi hurriedly leaned on the camel's back: "Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want, just say what poem you think of?"

Fu Ling cleared her throat, and said solemnly: "If relatives and friends in Luoyang are asking each other, there is no old friend in West Yangguan."

The three people next to him were silent for a while after listening, Zhang Facai hesitated and said, "Boss, this doesn't seem right."

Fu Ling asked back: "What's wrong?"

Wang Youqian said: "Okay, it seems, it's not, like this, I picked it up..."

Fu Ling asked, "Then how do I pick it up?"

When he asked such a question, Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian really stopped him. They always felt that there was something wrong with the combination of these two lines of poetry, and they couldn't tell what was wrong at this moment.

This situation is really a bit appropriate.

If someone close to him asks, he will say, once he leaves Yangguan, there will be no more friends.

Qiu Yi applauded in admiration, and said, "That's right, are you planning to emulate Mr. Yan who is both civil and military?"

Fu Ling smiled and said nothing, and rode ahead on a white camel, the crisp and melodious sound of camel bells scattered in the wind and into the long yellow sand like flowing gold.

From the first time they met, Fu Ling knew that he and Yan Zhu were far away. He had practiced swordsmanship hard for ten years, and he never slack off no matter the severe cold or heat. Yan Zhu is closer.

He doesn't want to be that weak child in the snow anymore, he doesn't want to just hide behind the tree and watch Yan Zhu leave, he wants to become stronger, to be Yan Zhu's helper, and one day in the future, he will be qualified to stand with Yan Zhu , standing side by side.

Fu Ling wants a lot, he wants revenge, he wants peace in the world, other than that, he wants very little, among all things and all beings in the world, he only wants that one person.

Fuling and the others rode camels, walked slowly for three days, and finally came to Yansha Town, the largest town in the northwest.

Yansha Town is an important town in the northwest, and it is also the junction with the countries of the Western Regions. It is open to trade all year round, and the caravans come and go from various places, which is very lively.

Entering Yansha Town, Fu Ling took off her mask.

Qiu Yi didn't know what his intention was, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Ling said, "Didn't you see it? Only women wear masks."

A woman with a veil on her face came beside them. She had deep eyebrows and high browbones. She was wearing a bright yellow gauze skirt. She was leading a little lamb and walked past them. Her beautiful eyes looked at Poria, A playful smile.

From under the half-transparent veil, one can vaguely see that she is a beauty. Of course, the beauty's smile is pleasing to the eye. Fu Ling also smiled and nodded to her, and quickly seized the opportunity to ask: "Hi girl, I would like to ask if there is any famous place nearby?" Doctor?"

The girl in yellow had some accents in her Chinese. She pointed to the east and said, "There are some in the east of the city."

Fu Ling said, "Thank you."

The girl in yellow smiled and nodded, leading the little lamb away.

The girl in Qiu Yi's eyes walked a long way, and said, "How dare this girl talk to a strange man like this on the street?"

Zhang Facai said: "Women in the Northwest are different from women in the Central Plains, they don't have so many rules."

"That's because I have a good face," Fu Ling said, "Let's go, let's go to the east of the city."

The four of them walked through the market along the way, and walked straight to the east of the city. They saw a small house made of earthen bricks, dusty, surrounded by an earthen wall, and a flag was hung outside. , The flag was tattered and lost its original appearance, and it was impossible to see what was written on it.

Fu Ling approached, knocked on the door politely, and asked, "Excuse me, is this a medical clinic?"

After waiting for a while, the wooden door opened, and a black and thin old man came out, his hair was wrapped in a cloth towel, his eyes were piercing, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Seeing a doctor?"

Fu Ling nodded: "Yes."

The old man let them in and closed the wooden door again.

Qiu Yi asked suspiciously, "Isn't the medical center open during the day?"

"It's chaotic outside." The old man replied, letting them sit on the wooden bench in the yard.

There were some herbal medicines drying in the open space in the yard. They were afraid of being blown away by the wind, so they were compacted with stones. The old man took out a wooden box from the house, looked at Fu Ling and the others, and asked, "People from the Central Plains?"

Fuling nodded: "Yes."

The old man asked, "Diarrhea?"

Poria: "No."

The old man asked again: "Rash?"

Fu Ling: "No."

The old man took another careful look at Fu Ling and asked, "Sunburn?"

"You misunderstood, I'm not sick," Fu Ling took out a small porcelain jar from her arms, opened the lid, and there was a poisonous scorpion lying motionless in it, which had been dead for a long time.

Fu Ling asked: "Have you ever seen this kind of scorpion? Is there a way to detoxify after being stung?"

The old man squinted his eyes and took a closer look. After he saw it clearly, he quickly took three steps back. There seemed to be fear in his eyes: "Poison... Poison King!"

"You recognize it?" Poria happily said, realizing that it might have frightened the old man, he closed the lid, "Don't worry, it's dead, do you know any way to detoxify the scorpion?"

The old man was muttering something silently, but still refused to approach, standing three steps away, said: "Poison kings are born in the depths of the desert, and desert flowers are needed to detoxify."

Qiu Yi said: "The desert can still bloom? We've walked all the way, and we haven't seen a few grasses. Where can we find flowers?"

The old man replied: "Naturally it is in the desert."

Fu Ling asked again: "Then what does this desert flower look like?"

The old man didn't answer directly, he pointed to the top of his head.

Fu Ling looked up, there were a few scattered white clouds in the blue sky, other than that, there was only the glaring round sun.

The old man who asked more questions did not answer any more, but said one last sentence: "Desert flowers, if you get them, you will live, otherwise you will die."

These words made people shudder, and the four of them shivered together under the bright sun in the northwest.

The four of them came out of the small courtyard, as if they had heard a story. The desert is so big, where can we find the "Desert Flower"?

Fu Ling thought for a while, and said, "Why don't we go to the market to have a look, this flower is so amazing, maybe there are some for sale."

Qiu Yi was startled and said, "Can you even think of this?"

Fu Ling took it for granted: "What's the matter, first consider whether you can use money to solve the problem. After all, there are not many things in this world that money can't solve, unless there is not enough money."

Several people went back the same way and came to the market. The things sold here included items from the Central Plains, such as porcelain and silk, as well as some weird things, all kinds of wood carvings, tooth carving products, silk, color Bright gauze, all kinds of unseen fruits, colorful stones... The people who come and go come and go with different appearances and speak different languages. The chickens and ducks chat with each other, but the transaction is very smooth.

The four of them asked around and turned around. They couldn't understand the language, couldn't speak clearly, and couldn't understand what they heard. They gestured for a long time, but they didn't ask about the whereabouts of the desert flower.

It was getting late, and the four of them planned to find an inn to stay in first, eat something, and continue to look for it tomorrow. After running around for a few days, no matter how good their physique is, they will be exhausted.

Suddenly, a woman's shout and a man's stern curse were heard not far away, the crowd was commotion, the south side of the market was surrounded by people, and it was hard to see what was going on there. Shed, stretched his neck to look: "It's Miss Huang!"

Qiu Yi didn't realize it: "Which Miss Huang?"

"It's the girl we met just now!" Fu Ling jumped down from the wooden shed and said, "She's in trouble."

Zhang Facai and Wang Youqian had already pushed the crowd away. They had martial arts and internal strength, and they were tall and tall, so they quickly opened a way for Fuling.

Fu Ling squeezed in from the crowd, and the girl in yellow knelt on the ground, tightly hugging the little lamb in her arms, and beside her were two men who looked like barbarians, with fierce spirits, and Fu Ling couldn't understand what she was saying, so she saw One of the men pushed the girl in yellow aside, grabbed the little lamb and started to leave.

The girl in yellow got up from the ground in embarrassment, and rushed up to hug the little lamb. During the struggle, the veil slipped off her face, revealing that beautiful face. An evil thought appeared in the man's eyes, and he didn't care about the little lamb for a moment. grab her.

Fu Ling couldn't bear it any longer, she raised her foot and kicked the man, the man flew more than a foot away, all the onlookers gasped, and hurriedly gave way to an open space.

The rest of the men turned their heads and saw Fu Ling, he had never seen such a beauty before, his eyes were straightened, he narrowed his eyes, and said an obscene word in his mouth.

"What are you talking about, I don't want to hear it!"

Zhang Facai next to him said, "Boss, there is only birdsong, but no fragrance of flowers."

Fu Ling grabbed the man's arm with one move, pulled the man up and turned around and fell, the man fell heavily to the ground, dead but not dead, twitching against the ground.

The onlookers applauded, Fuling walked up to the girl in yellow, bent slightly, and asked, "Miss Huang, are you alright?"

The girl in yellow had red eye circles. She wiped away the tears, realized that Fu Ling was talking to her, and shook her head: "It's okay, thank you."

"It's a little effort, you're welcome," Fu Ling said, "It's not convenient for me to help you, can you get up by yourself?"

The girl in yellow nodded, got up from the ground, patted the ashes on her body, and led the little lamb beside her again.

Of course, if she can't stand up, Fu Ling can pick up a wooden stick for her nearby, so that she can stand up with the wooden stick.

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the onlookers dispersed quickly. A few people who were staring at Fuling were reluctant to leave, but they were afraid of Fuling's skill and dared not approach. The aura of the world that he provoked gradually dissipated.

The author has something to say: If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a heart of ice is in the jade pot. ——Wang Changling's "Fu Rong Lou Sends Xin Jian Off"

Advise you to drink more wine, go west to Yangguan without acquaintance. ——Wang Wei "Sending Yuan Er to Anxi"

I don’t know if it’s the test center of the exam, everyone, don’t learn Fuling, don’t confuse these two sentences! _(:з」∠)_