In this midsummer season, the days are long and the nights are short, and the white fish belly can be faintly seen in the east. Coupled with the cool morning breeze, it makes people feel comfortable.
The young man was not at all comfortable, but he secretly blamed the dismounted horse for not being as fast as the Huai Tan Snow Dragon Colt. The reins shook and crackled, and the old boss Yin behind him kept frowning in distress, but he couldn't explain it. Can slander.
"It's more than 700 miles away, and it's all in the Gobi Desert. The road is full of gravel. We need to change horses twice on the way. Even if we don't rest, we won't be able to get there until after noon tomorrow. What can I do if the young master is in such a hurry?" Zhu Zai, a young man. The old head Yin behind him said.
The young man just urged the horse and didn't want to and couldn't talk to him.
Now we are in the Gobi Desert at the edge of the sand sea. The horse runs much faster than in the desert, but the gravel is larger and sharper than in the desert. The horse staggers after running a few steps, which also makes the four people It's not brisk.
After galloping for another hour, he saw the sun showing most of its face in the east. The young man seemed to remember something, pulled the reins and stopped, drank some water to moisten his dry throat, and turned to look at the old man, the young man, and the old man behind him. He said: "You go back to Loulan, I will walk the rest of the way by myself."
"No." Ada refused happily, "The prefect said that even if we die, we can't let you get hurt. If we go back now, we will probably never get rid of our humble status as a Shou Zhulang."
Although it sounds selfish, it is true.
The young man saw Wu Liuqi slumped on the horse. Although he was anxious, he felt that there was no need to let them ride like this with him. Thinking about what Old Yin had just said, he said, "Get some rest first."
Mr. Lao Yin opened the gourd and poured a sip of wine, then raised the water bag and took a sip. This way of drinking was also amazing. He is also a man who has lived for fifty or sixty years. He is a good observer of people's minds. He does not know whether it is to comfort or to explain: "We are running day and night. The group of horse thieves must not be in such a hurry. If the two sides cancel each other out, maybe we can do it at the same time." arrive."
The young man didn't say anything. He sat on the horse and looked at the sun in the east, which was squeezing out of the horizon little by little. It was like a big plate, red, and the surrounding clouds reflected even more beautifully.
Old Yin leader was still scrupulous and ran to the leeward vent to wrap a cigarette bag around the pot. This time he smoked slowly. He squinted his eyes and exhaled a puff of thick white smoke with great enjoyment. He also looked at the morning sun like a young man, "If you don't go out for the morning glow, you will never go out for the sunset." Traveling a thousand miles."
Xiao Shou Lang Wu Liuqi also sat quietly next to Old Yin. At this time, he looked at the old man with a confused look, obviously not understanding this sentence.
"This is a proverb summed up by our ancestors' thousands of years of experience. If there is clouds in the morning, it will rain today. If there is clouds in the evening, it will be sunny tomorrow." Lao Yin explained patiently.
Speaking of which, Old Chief Yin was the only one in the camp who had seen Wu Liuqi grow up. From when Wu Liuqi was still in his infancy to when he was now in his teens, he was the first to tell me how this child learned to walk. Words, Lao Yin boss is here. The old Yin leader has no children, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he regards Wu Liuqi as his grandson.
Wu Liuqi was still at a loss, not knowing what Old Boss Yin meant when he said this.
"The weather is bad, so those horse thieves can't move fast."
Old Yin's words attracted the young man's attention.
"Stand up for a while." Old Chief Yin knocked Wu Liuqi on the head with a tobacco bag and a pot, not afraid that the hot tobacco leaves would burn the young Shou Zhuolang who "carried on from his father's legacy".
Xiao Shou Lang Wu Liuqi stood up obediently and put his horse on the spot.
"Close your eyes." Mr. Lao Yin hit the child's brow with another pipe and pot.
"Raise your head, straighten your chest, draw in your abdomen, keep your waist straight, your legs bowed, and your knees flat." After saying this, Old Yin hit one spot and then six times in a row.
On the contrary, the young man became interested and looked at the old and the young.
Ah Da, who always talks a lot, said: "This is the most common training method in the camp. We practice like this every day. I don't know where Boss Yin comes from with so many requirements."
The young man was also half jealous, and he couldn't explain Old Yin's unheard-of and unseen techniques. He could only explain what he said: "Zhama Step is the foundation. Once you master the basics, you will get twice the result with half the effort."
The young man could see it clearly, but he just felt that the old boss Yin was very careful about the child's horse steps, and he had no idea about anything else. A Da is a horizontal kung fu practitioner, training only the muscles and bones. Furthermore, at such an age, it is too late for him to want to follow the path of the inner family. On weekdays, he just trains hard and is an outsider. He has never been exposed to the inner family, so naturally he does not He knew that the old man in front of him was teaching the young man something he didn't understand about breathing.
It took about half a quarter of an hour before Old Yin raised his pipe and pot and knocked Wu Liuqi, still chanting: "First stand up, then spread your knees, then draw your legs back, suck in your belly, hold your chest, and exhale." gas."
The young man didn't know why when he heard Old Yin's words, he unconsciously thought of his last sentence. If he calculated it based on the average time since he was a child, he would probably have to stand for an hour every day. Even the stern old man who teaches his own martial arts masters has never taught him this way.
The young man vaguely felt that these two sentences were related, not just literally, but the mystery behind them was very mysterious.
The young man didn't understand it clearly, so he simply didn't think about it and headed south.
Four horses galloped on the Gobi desert, raising a cloud of dust. The sun in the distance had already revealed its entire face, floating about a palm's width above the horizon. The colorful clouds were still wandering around, bright red.
"The wind is blowing." Ada said for no reason.
The old Mr. Yin had long said that it would rain today, and it was not an exaggeration to say that there would be wind before the rain, but this wind was too strong.
There was still a strong wind when Ah Da spoke, but he could feel some obstruction when he moved forward. He couldn't take more than a few breaths, and a gust of evil wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, falling earth and rocks, and the originally bright sky suddenly became drowsy. .
The evil wind comes and goes as quickly as it comes. Dark clouds come from the east and block out the sky and the sun, sweeping across the entire Gobi Desert. They have the potential to go all the way to the west and cover the sea of sand.
"Tornado!"
The young man just raised his head and looked at the majestic formation of billowing dark clouds moving westward. Another urgent cry from Ah Da startled him. He followed the sound and looked eastward. On the faintly red horizon, a wind pillar appeared out of thin air, shaking swayingly. The sky and the earth connected, disturbing the thick black clouds, tearing out a hole, and letting out the bright fire of the rising sun.
The wind column moved from south to north, left and right, but never changed its general direction from east to west. It was coming so fast that while just taking a cup of tea, you could feel the slight pain of sand and stones hitting your face.
"Mother, Lao Yin Boss, have you ever opened your mouth?" Ah Da shook the reins fiercely, still willing to joke around in this situation.
The tornado column came fiercely, and it was a few miles closer in the blink of an eye. Leader Lao Yin pulled Wu Liuqi's horse with one hand and shouted against the strong wind: "Look for the back of the hillside and hide first."
After all, Wu Liuqi was so thin that he seemed to be in danger of being blown away by holding the horse's neck. The young man reached out and pulled him onto his horse, squinting hard to find a place to hide.
Ah Da was still sharp-eyed, pointing his finger in the northwest direction and shouting "over there", and ran over first.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger. In the blink of an eye, I could feel the pain all over my body from being hit by gravel and gravel. I could hardly open my eyes. I could only rely on my senses to follow Ada as he galloped past.
There is a hill in the northwest. Although it is not high, the situation cannot be taken into account at the moment. The four of them climbed over the hill and saw a sloping boulder below that just separated the huge space. It seemed that this hill had also been exposed to rain for many years. A little accumulation of gravel creates a lot. Without having time to think about it, four people and four horses descended the hill and ducked into the hollow under the boulder.
He watched the tornado column grow from thin to thick and get closer and closer. From a visual inspection, the three of them might not be able to hug each other, and everywhere they went was a mess. The hole had limited space and was very low, so the tall horse would not be able to get in. Old Yin took off his headband again, passed the horse's reins one by one, and tied several knots one by one. The tornado column had already arrived.
It wasn’t until I got close that I could feel the power of this world. It was not just the pain of flying sand and rocks hitting my body. The pull of the extremely strong wind seemed to tear people apart alive. The strong wind speed was also competing with people for the air in this space. That The sound of the wind is more terrifying than thunder exploding out of thin air, bombarding the cochlea endlessly.
After all, they all ate from the same pot. Old Yin was protecting Wu Liuqi, and Ah Da was holding Old Yin in his arms, with their heads facing inward and their backs facing outward. The young man followed Ada's example and followed Ada's posture in the same way.
After all, the four of them had some cover, but the horses outside were in dire straits. They began to kick and neigh restlessly, struggling to hold the reins in the hands of Lao Yin and A Da.
After all, the horse is still very powerful, and at this critical moment when the horse is life-threatening, how can its strength be beyond the reach of human beings? Judging from the sound, the tornado column should have separated from the center of the four people. The horses that were tied together neighed and retreated away from the pull of Lao Yin and A Da.
Soon after, the young man who was secretly watching the situation of the wind pillar reached out and grabbed the reins. However, he was unsteady on his feet and was thrown to the ground by the horse. Ada had quick eyes and quick hands. He had just lost the reins and had not yet taken them back. His hand grabbed the young man's arm and he gritted his teeth and pulled back.
Old Yin leader also stretched out his hand to reach it, but the wind was too strong and he was too thin. He tried several times but in vain. He shouted loudly: "Let the horse go!"
The young man didn't speak. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak. The tornado was just a foot away to the left, and the majestic voice made it difficult to even breathe, not to mention speaking. The young man also wanted to let go, but due to the subconscious action just now and the confusion in the blink of an eye, the reins became entangled with his arm, making it impossible to let go.
The young man exerted force on his waist and pushed his feet on the ground. His originally prostrate body slowly began to stand upright, and then slowly tilted towards the hole. This action sounds simple, but in fact it is a struggle with the tornado, and it also has to drag four horses, using the body to resist the power of the world, which is not something ordinary people can do.
The tornado seemed to be deliberately against it, and it left much slower than when it came in. Two of the four horses were already involved in the whirlpool of the wind column. After being frightened, the tornado became even more powerful, tilting the young man's body slightly. His body staggered again.
The young man smiled bitterly in his heart, secretly thinking that this journey of thousands of miles was not easy, and he owed Zhuang Yuan some money. I don't know if it's irritating or ridiculous to think that I can still be distracted from thinking about that chirping Loulan girl at this critical moment of life and death.
Coupled with the subconscious muscle distortion caused by flying sand and rocks randomly hitting his face, the young man's expression at this moment is truly indescribable.
Leader Lao Yin squinted his eyes in the cave with a solemn expression. Wu Liuqi in his arms was so frightened that he was just trembling. Next to him, Ah Da's feet had already kicked out a finger-deep pit. The ground in the Gobi Desert was very hard. , this situation shows that the Shouzuolang has also begun to use his life-threatening energy.
Mr. Lao Yin sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, protecting Wu Liuqi with one hand and pressing Ada's shoulder with the other. Under this powerful tornado, he also understood that it would be difficult for him to directly save people with his own ability. It was better to hold Ah Da steady, and he could only hope that the young man's body and bones, which he had trained since childhood, could survive this period.
Ah Da just pulled the boy hard and was not aware of the sudden warmth in his body. He just thought it was the heat caused by his own exertion.
Instead, he gritted his teeth and persisted until his expression was almost distorted. The young man clearly felt that the force pulling him in his right hand was much firmer, but the tornado was too big, and it was in vain for him to open his eyes and take a look.
"Let him be strong, let him be strong, I will listen to the thunder calling the sun from the sky!"
"Let him force you to force yourself, and I will take the thunderbolt to catch the dragon and python!"
One sentence, two sentences, two pauses, in the whistling wind, it sounded like spring thunder through the young man's cochlea.
