Chapter 702

Miao Miao is just talking. She won't fight with wolves, let alone kill wolves, unless they want to die by themselves.

Fang Qi took out wine and meat to eat again. The puppet still had a lingering fear when talking about the desert wolf. When he was a child, he witnessed several Hu people fleeing from Persia to the Central Plains being bitten and screamed by wolves. Although wolves are so ferocious, they are worshipped as gods. In their world, the wolf is the God who dominates everything. They can see everything, know that they are united and can listen to the command of the wolf from the beginning. Even if you run thousands of miles, you should kill your opponent.

If you don't want to be attacked by wolves, you will always find the fastest way to protect yourself. If you don't want to be beaten by wolves, you will always be killed.

When the puppet man talked about the wolf, his face was pious and did not dare to blaspheme at all. His tone and expression also infected Fangqi and them. Fang Qi, who always hung Erlang and didn't regard business as business, also raised his wine bag: "come on, I'm so angry for these lonely wolves!"

They didn't know that "angry death" meant cheers, but they knew that the two guys who often talked nonsense were actually good people, so they raised their wine bags to drink.

The wolves waited outside until it was bright before they gradually retreated. In fact, when it was bright in the Grand Canyon, it was already three poles on the outside sun, and the oblique sunlight came in. Four people came out of the cave. I don't know when the sandstorm has stopped. Soon after riding north, he set foot on the desert. At this time, the desert was as quiet as a virgin and as gentle as water. It seemed that he could not see the violent temper of last night.

The sand was pushed forward in waves, and there was a sand beam in front of it. The Shepherd said that only shaliang is the highest place in the desert. With this as the goal, you can get out of the desert in two days to the northeast.

Fang Qi and Miao Miao galloped towards the sand beam, but the sand in the desert was not as easy to walk as land. Fang Qi and Miao Miao's horse had strong legs and big hooves. It wasn't very hard to step on the sand, but the little old man and puppet were miserable. It was very difficult for the horse to slide half a step. It was not until the evening that he came to shaliangzi. Fang Qi had an idea. He tied the horse's hooves with mutton cloth and wandered around the sand for a few times. It was really feasible.

But at night, they can only sleep in this shaliangzi. Shaliangzi should have been a hill. There are broken walls and rubble on the mountain, residual ash pressed by stones and half burned wood. Gather the wood together, light a campfire, sit around, drink and eat meat, and a waning moon hangs in the sky. It looks very big, very close, and very desolate.

Miao Miao leaned against the broken wall, looked at the crescent moon and muttered to himself, "Fang Qi, the ancients said that the iron clothes in the desert are cold, and the soldiers have not returned. It really makes people feel bad. You have to hurt me. "

Er, it's really funny. From the ancient war, it can also hurt her. Fortunately, the little old man and the puppet had already been sleeping. Because they snored very loudly and had big nerves, they were OK two days a day. They couldn't stand it every day, so they left them a little far away. Fang Qi and Miao Miao occupy one end of the long and narrow three side remnant wall, and the little old man and the puppet lie on the other end.

Fang Qi put his arms around her and kissed her on the face, "kiss, don't worry, we are like two slippers for several generations. We can't live without you and me."

Miao Miao pinched his hand and said angrily, "smelly mouth, what's the metaphor? We are two slippers?! The book is read in the dog's stomach. It's as vulgar as it should be. "

Suddenly, the dark horse snorted and stepped on the ground. Fang Qi immediately got up, and Miao Miao followed him on the wall like a civet. A team of people came to the shadow hundreds of miles away, because it was too far away. Looking at those people, their shadows were like ghosts floating in the desert, and their legs could not be seen at all.

Fang Qi always felt that because there was no reference in the desert, some things would be magnified many times, and normal things would become very strange. After staring for a long time, the shadow kept walking there. Fang Qi couldn't stand it and closed his eyes first. Suddenly Miao Miao woke up, lowered his voice and said, "look, all ghosts transit!"

Fang Qi turned over and lay on the wall. Sure enough, he saw that the team was much closer. However, it seemed that his eyesight was still very easy to see that the team of Mengyuan people and horses were actually just ghosts. They were like three-dimensional images in black-and-white movies. They lined up a long line to pass under the sand beam, came from the Grand Canyon where they came, and went to the northwest.

Although we know that these are just ghost appearances, the atmosphere of killing is still very frightening. I don't know how this team died so many people. Look, there are at least four or five thousand people in this team.

The Grand Canyon is the only way to the Central Plains. The direction of these dead ghosts may be the direction of hanchawotai Khanate. These people must be dead. Now they have returned to their hometown. Ali Buge combined the strength of the other three Khanate countries to fight Kublai Khan, but now it can only be the ghost to go back. It's really amazing.

They were lying on the top of the wall. I don't know whether the little old man or the puppet did an unexpected thing. A cold arrow was shot from the sand beam and directed at the ghost of general Meng Yuan riding a tall horse at the foot of the mountain.

Fang Qi knew it was bad. He didn't even have time to complain. He hurriedly called them on the horse. He and Miao Miao jumped on the horse. As soon as they got on the horse to run down, they saw that dozens of cavalry had gathered around. There were cavalry with bows and arrows on either side.

These Mongolian cavalry are still very different from Kublai Khan's army. Their conventional weapon is long bow and big arrow. This arrow may not kill Fang Qi and Miao Miao, but the little old man and puppet dare not say. It's reasonable to say that ghosts can't pose a threat to people, but even if they can't shoot them, the Yin cold Qi will enter the medium acupoints of Fengfu acupoints. This person won't die soon and won't last long.

The general's men and horses have been gathering up from the foot of the mountain. They complain to each other. This strange man is out of his mind. He says I haven't shot yet. Where's the arrow. Fang Qi said, "stop arguing. I'm afraid we can't run away. We might as well have a fight with them."

The strength of the four people against five or four thousand Mengyuan ghosts is too different. Although one or two ghosts may not be able to treat people, there are too many ghosts. If you don't say to fight, one ghost can drown the four people by spitting.

Fang Qi was not afraid, but just discussed with Miao Miao, "can so many ghosts be put into your treasure bottle?"

Miao Miao said that I don't know. The bottle is a baby, not a trash can. How can I know how many things I can hold without trying?

Fang Qi laughed, "it makes sense. Let me subdue these ghosts." Waved to the little old man, "man, come here quickly. Didn't you say you were the captain of the ghost hunting team?"