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Gao Lang brought his men and searched the desert for an entire five days and five nights.

The temperature in the desert differed greatly between day and night. Occasionally, a strong wind would howl, stirring up sand from the desert.

Most of the soldiers who came with them were unable to hold on. Five or six groups of people had already moved on, and some of the soldiers were still in a coma from dehydration.

Chang An and Hu Shan were worried for Gao Lang's health, and had already tried to persuade him many times, but Gao Lang was unable to find him, so they refused to return no matter what.

The horse had been found long ago, but there was no one on its back.

Gao Lang stood on his horse, he looked at the endless desert and drank a mouthful of water. Just as he was about to continue searching, he saw a group of people approaching him from a distance.

Gao Lang saw Jin Xiaolou from afar, so he abandoned his horse and quickly galloped away, hugging Jin Xiaolou tightly.

Jin Xiaolou felt that her entire body was extremely smelly, and was afraid that sshe would be infected by Gao Lang, he immediately pushed him away and got out of his embrace. When she looked up and saw Gao Lang's face filled with worry, she could not help but laugh, and said gently: "Don't worry, I'm fine here, okay?"

Gao Lang nodded his head like a wronged child and looked at her from top to bottom. Seeing that she was not injured at all, other than being dirty, he relaxed.

Only after a long while did he remember something, and ask: "Where's Sier?"

Jin Xiaolou turned her body to the side and behind him, a woman with a head full of long teeth shaped like a piece of animal skin slowly walked forward while carrying the swaddled Sier.

Sier drank sheep's milk every day, but she was stronger than Nian Er.

Chang An, who was behind Gao Lang, had long recognized that the group of people were the group who took Jin Xiaolou away. Without batting an eyelid, he leaned over and whispered a few words into Gao Lang's ear.

Gao Lang immediately took two steps forward to catch Sier from the woman's hands, and wrapped his other hand around Jin Xiaolou as she leapt backwards. Chang An immediately led his men to charge, surrounding that group of people.

"Catch him!" With Gao Lang's order, the sound of swords unsheathing could be heard.

Jin Xiaolou quickly blocked in front of him. "Wait!"

Jin Xiaolou looked at Gao Lang, and slowly said: "They have nowhere to go, we just need their hands. They let Sier and I go, and I have already promised them a place to rest."

Outside the camp, men and women sat around the campfire, talking and drinking.

Shan Ying pulled down a roasted lamb leg from the shelf. The lamb leg was half fat and half thin, the strong and tender meat was wrapped in fragrant fat, it made people want to swallow their fingers together.

After drinking a large mouthful of wine, Shan Ying turned his head and said to Gao Lang: "Seventh Elder, you gave our women and children a safe and secure home, and we men will wholeheartedly work for you!"

In this cold, man-eating desert, there was a fire, a pot of hot wine, and a fragrant piece of meat, which could be exchanged with all the wandering people.

Gao Lang also drank a mouthful of wine and cut a piece of lamb with his small blade.

He agreed to Jin Xiaolou's suggestion, and brought Shan Ying's group into the army camp. The man stayed behind to receive Hu Shan's training with the villagers, and the woman helped work from behind.

The children put them aside and asked the only gentleman in the village who had studied.

In this place, where the people of Great Zhou had forgotten about the disdainful Gong Bian, this group of people began to live a passionate life.

Only, their gazes were far away, past the loess of Gong Bian, past the many ridges, and towards the starlight and ocean.

Gao Lang knew that he would not stay in Gong Bian for his entire life, it was just that his power was far from enough.

"Hu Shan said that you are a good warrior." Gao Lang placed the lamb into his mouth and started chewing. Shan Ying had already practiced with Hu Shan for two days, he was no ordinary talent, "capable people, will not be buried by the yellow sand."

Shan Ying laughed openly: "It's not wrong to follow Seventh Elder."

"However …" Shan Ying withdrew his smile, "Seventh Elder doesn't want to ask us, what are the origins of this group of people?"

Gao Lang drank a mouthful of wine, then shook his head: "Heroes do not ask where they come from."

Shan Ying nodded, he had always hated people asking him about his origins.

Shan Ying came from a very good background, so good that it could be described as illustrious. However, his family had fallen, his father had been convicted of conspiracy and his family had been exterminated along with nine familial extermination.

At that time, Shan Ying was only five years old. He climbed out of the dog hole and wandered all the way to the Gong Bian.

After that, he followed a group of wanted criminals and entered the desert, gradually becoming the leader of this group.

Seeing that Shan Ying's expression was occasionally dim and bright, Gao Lang said: "I do have something else to ask you."

"What?" Shan Ying withdrew his train of thoughts and asked.

"Who sent you this letter?" Gao Lang heard from the story of the house that someone sent a letter to Shan Ying and the others with the idea of letting them come to the army camp to kidnap Jin Xiaolou and her child.

Shan Ying frowned: "I can't say this."

Seeing Gao Lang's narrowed eyes, Shan Ying continued to speak: "Don't worry, Seventh Elder, I will keep a close eye on that person for you and will not ask him to pull any tricks!"

Inside the tent, Jin Xiaolou and Nan Yang were looking at the two children sleeping side by side in the cradle.

Gao Lang opened the curtain, and walked in reeking of alcohol, and waved goodbye to Nan Yang, chasing her out.

Then, he leaned towards Jin Xiaolou.

"Sometimes I think that we should take our children to a place that is rarely seen, but is extremely scenic. We should build two or three huts, just like in the Wellhead Village. We'll raise some chickens and ducks, a dog and two cats, and we'll grow our own crops and eat them ourselves. When the children grow up, we can go to the nearby village and find them a nice and cute little girl. We are old, and we spend our days holding hands and leading our dogs out into the wind. This kind of life is really good. "

Jin Xiaolou muttered: "If you want, I'll accompany you."

"If you want to achieve your ambition, I'll accompany you and plot with you. If you want to live in seclusion, I'll accompany you as well. I'll till the land for you!"

Jin Xiaolou is good at farming!

Gao Lang smiled and kissed Jin Xiaolou's lips. After the two of them were warm for a while, Jin Xiaolou opened her mouth again and said: "Wait for Sier to last for six months, then send him off."

Jin Xiaolou got up from Gao Lang's embrace and looked towards the cradle. "I'm afraid that when they grow older, they would remember you and me."

For a child who had been sent away by his parents, not remembering his parents' appearances was the best.

Since they had made the exchange, no matter how reluctant they were, they had to do what they were told. They had to choose a child to send to Jinjun Mountain.

"Send him off... Which one? " Gao Lang leaned towards Jin Xiaolou again.

Jin Xiaolou shook her head, "I don't know either."

This choice was too cruel.

But they had no choice.

In a flash, six months had passed by, and the Gong Bian's summer was extremely hot.

Lin'er was already three years old, and had followed Chang An around the world, still trying to learn to ride horses.

Chang An intentionally brought out a bay colt that was half the height of a man to be the Lin'er's birthday present, and used it as a guide to learn how to ride horses.

That afternoon, the two rode their horses and rode around the camp. Although the Lin'er was not big, he was the most intelligent and knew how to ride a horse and shoot arrows easily.

When he got off the horse, Chang An was already sweating profusely, but the little Lin'er was still unwilling to rest. He struggled free from Chang An's hand and was about to rush to the camp to find Uncle Shan Ying to wrestle.

Nan Yang passed by with a basket of crystal bags that had just been steamed out and shouted at Lin'er. Lin'er, who was fighting beside Shan Ying, immediately raised his head when he heard Aunt Nan Yang's voice and said to Shan Ying: "Today, I will let you go. Uncle Shan Ying, we will fight again tomorrow!"

"Hahaha, Greedy Cat!" Shan Ying laughed, "When you smelled the scent of the bun, you ran faster than a horse. Since escaping is equivalent to admitting defeat, today you have lost!"

Lin'er frowned, he immediately stood at his original spot, looked at the cage in Nan Yang's hands, then looked at Shan Ying, and turned his head: "Aunt Nan Yang, you go first, wait for Lin'er to win against Uncle Shan Ying before eating your bun!"

Shan Ying had originally only been teasing, but now his eyes lit up, and praised: "As expected of Seventh Elder's son! Just a tiny bit, and you're already so imposing! "

"Today we will fight it out. If you win against Uncle Shan Ying, Uncle will bring you out to eat something even better! Your safe-keeping is even better than your Aunt Nan Yang's steamed bun! "

Seeing that the Lin'er was fighting with Shan Ying, Nan Yang shook his head and no longer called him, instead he walked straight towards Jin Xiaolou's tent.

Opening the curtain, Jin Xiaolou asked: "Did you put it in?"

Nan Yang nodded.

There were a total of five steamed buns. Two of them were in glutinous rice bags; one was in sesame candy and the other was in dates.

She had already decided between Sier and Nian Er, who would be the one to eat the jujube paste stuffing the meat stuffing, she would go to Golden Steed Mountain.

Since she couldn't make a choice, she let them make their own …

Nan Yang took out the steamed buns and placed them in front of Sier and Nian Er.

In the past few months, Sier had become even more lively and lively, becoming a child full of curiosity. Nian Er was calm and tranquil, with a pair of glittering eyes.

Seeing that the buns were handed over to him, Nian Er was still looking at them eagerly. Sier took the lead and extended his hand out, grabbing one of them in an instant and stuffing it into his mouth.

With one bite, her red lips were covered in the soft, sticky, sweet jujube paste.

Jin Xiaolou bit her lips as tears immediately flowed down her cheeks.