From the 2nd century A.D., Zhang Sai made two missions to the Western Regions, opened up the passage to the Eurasian continent, went west to the Black Sea on the north road, passed Persia on the west road on the middle road, went to the Mediterranean Sea and Rome, and reached Afghanistan, Iran, and India on the south road. This historical footprint lasted for thousands of years. There are still people who want to reproduce this rich and colorful prosperity.

The great and magical Silk Road is like a siren, and countless people are crazy about it, and the story to be told today is just one of many stories in the thousands of years of history. It is inconspicuous, but I still want to Talk about it.

There is a story that cannot be separated from the protagonist. The story is about the acquaintance of a man and a woman. Let’s not talk about the good or bad results, but start from its origin—it comes from a girl’s childhood dream.

Different from similar stories, the protagonist is from Florence, yes, yes, you read it right, Florence of the Renaissance, it is the cradle of cultural change in Europe, the foundation of European capitalism, the holy land of artists and scholars, it gave birth to countless genius.

Florence, where art is everywhere, gave birth to a baby girl named Alisa Ettore. She has a pair of blue eyes and two pear dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles, like sweet cotton candy. Her youth Like golden apples, precious.

But... this... plump and rosy cheeks have been tortured by the endless desert to lose moisture. The originally clean and fluffy black shivered and dropped a lot of fine sand, and the clothes were also dusty. A gerbil that came out of nowhere.

No, the gerbil is so cute, she is like a dying weed that has been trampled on.

I am familiar with the ancient poem "Wild fire is endless, spring breeze blows and regenerates", and I also know that wind, rain, thunder, and fire can't kill it, let alone raise a white flag against the yellow sand everywhere.

After experiencing sandstorms, falling into the ground and climbing up, the danger is not as dangerous as Tang Sanzang's demons and ghosts, and it is no less difficult than 81.

Poor Alisa did not have the Monkey King to escort her. She has a great dream, and if she has a dream, she will never let it go easily.

"Women of the returnee group never admit defeat."

Let me introduce, the current name is Alisa Ettoli, and she has another name. In her previous life, she was called Chen Jiajia. She was a serious adult with a social animal. She died suddenly.

Sudden death and baldness, fate chose the former for her, praising the merciful Lord, a woman's baldness is horrible.

When that moment came, she had such a sense of steadfastness. When her eyes went dark, she opened her eyes again, and she turned into a petite baby. There was nothing wrong with eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping, and happily accepted the rebirth setting.

Full Moon, her eyes are fully developed, and she can see her father clearly, with bright red curly hair, deep eye sockets with European characteristics, a three-dimensional contoured face, stiff for a few seconds... oh, crooked nuts.

Isn't □□ under the jurisdiction of □□'s local government?

After kicking her legs, it's 0202. The main theme is international integration. The gods of all walks of life want to show their talents and realize the harmony of the world.

No matter how unhappy you are, you can't stuff yourself back into your mother's stomach and have another chance.

Where is the new mother?

Francisco looked at the baby's ignorant eyes, and reflected himself in the same blue as his, pure and flawless, feeling sad for a while, this poor child...

"Mom died, dad will take care of you."

Alisa didn't understand what the man said, and it didn't prevent her from thinking that her father's accent was nice. Why was the new father so sad?The baby's energy is limited, and he yawns and feels sleepy when he doesn't think about it.

A year later, Alisa, who was able to speak, pieced together from the servant's few words that her mother was a mistress bought by her father and died of dystocia.

In the latter part, she found out not long after the full moon, but the illegitimate child's character set made her head dazed.

When she was five years old and could speak Italian fluently, she decided to be a romantic crooked nut girl. When she was eight years old, she would find a cute Italian boy for her first love, and her father decided to take her home.

The new father has money to open a bank, and he can be regarded as an upper-class person in the Republic of Florence. His father's wife doesn't like her, and she doesn't treat her harshly. She has all three brothers. Alisa is very grateful to her father's wife. If it were her, she would definitely There is no way to accept the child of the third child into my family.

One day, she avoided her third brother's tricks and entered her father's study room without permission. On the easel, there was an unpacked painting.

At that moment, like a lightning strike, Tian Linggai went numb to the soles of his feet.

At night, she asked her father, is the woman in the painting in the study her mother?

Mr. Ettoli looked at the young girl, who had the same black hair as her mother, and slowly told how he met his lover. She came from a country far, far away in the East. She was too rare to be traded as a rare animal. The young father fell in love at first sight and paid a high price. When he bought it, he had a wife at that time, so he couldn't take it home and put him away.

Oh, a Sino-foreign joint venture, it is said that Alisa, who is a mixed race with good looks, long legs below the neck, and a passer-by in her previous life, is looking forward to growing up, and is also eager to grow up.

Chen Jiajia was a Chinese in her previous life, and she is a Chinese in this life. Even if the Chinese are separated by mountains and seas, as long as there is a little bit of blood, the tradition of returning to the root of the fallen leaves will not be erased. I believe that the deceased mother will support her.

Since then, Alisa has been frantically studying the knowledge taught by her family teacher to prepare for her return to the motherland. Out of guilt for her lover, her father has no objection to her reading books other than the bridal course.

At the age of 14, my father died.

In the same year, my father and friends helped me embark on the journey.

The total length of the Silk Road is nearly [-] kilometers. It traveled through dozens of countries, large and small. During the four years of exploration, it took the wrong road and came back when it met a good person.

The word □□ has not been popularized. Europe’s understanding of □□ lies in silk. Everyone calls Silk Country, but there is no accurate name. Alyssa has gone wrong and made jokes because of this.

When she arrived in the Turpan Khanate, she didn't go any further. She stayed in the Hami Fengyue place to work and earn money, collect information about the Silk Kingdom, and learn the language. She couldn't confirm which dynasty it was, but she only knew that they called it Shangguo there.

Alisa:? ? ?

The surrounding area is harassed by Oirats and Tatars. It is too difficult to find a caravan to go to the country. The bad guys have no benevolence to talk about. If the benefits are enough, it is common for black and white to be black. She doesn't want to be a meat bun and a dog. meat buns.

It was a difficult life at first, but after staying for a year, she found an honest and reliable caravan owner, and finally got the caravan to agree to take her with her. After reading them in the desert and Gobi, and the sunset on the long river, she passed through Yangguan, Dunhuang, and then A few days to reach Jiayuguan.

Everyone wants to end the tiring journey and relax a bit. The experienced old businessman noticed that the weather was changing and it was too late to find a suitable place to escape the coming sandstorm.

It was sunny 10 minutes ago, and at this moment, it was so dark that the sky was falling, and the yellow sand was overwhelming, and the eyes of the scratchers were lost. The camel team found a piece of sandstone, drove the camels to the ground, fixed the goods, and prepared to hide on the ground to the camels Behind her, Alisa was so unlucky that she missed the rope and was blown away by the wind.

People say that Ai Lili, who was blown away by the wind and judged the girl's weight, showed a graceful figure, and the clothes rolled up like pickles in the laundry bucket especially hoped that she would be fat like a pig, the kind that uses tons as a unit of measurement.

At this moment, the ball she played with was no different from that of a child. She shot it up and down, and it seemed like a lifetime had passed in just a dozen seconds. She started to let the lantern go before her eyes, and she lost consciousness after being hit on the head.

wake up...

Alisa witnessed a murder scene with her own eyes. Those people's attention was all on the gold and white-faced men all over the floor. No one found a person hiding in the collapsed statue and the corner of the wall. She was small and squeezed into the compressed space. Come here, she can't see it if she doesn't make a sound on purpose.

When I saw a young lady falling down, she was cut in half by something, and blood from her internal organs was splashed all over the floor. Alyssa was not 14 years old and scared to cry when she saw the dead. She was [-] years old, and she was dead. Seen it, she still couldn't resist her body's physiological reaction, so she covered her throat, which was about to scream, tightly.

Before he was about to smother himself to death, the white-faced man fell down and landed on the body of the dead young lady. The sound from the ceiling disappeared, the light dimmed, and there was no other sound except the roar of the draft and the sound of sand grinding stones.

Alisa poked her head out for a look, then retracted immediately, then stretched out her head to look again. She looked for a little longer than the last time, trying to adapt to the drowsy environment, she retracted again, and confirmed for the third time that there was no one. disappear.

She left the hiding place and turned on the fire. Wood is extremely flammable in a dry environment, and it is difficult to light the thick wood without power. It is easier to find a towel across the bag and wrap it around it.

After doing this, the fire rose to see the main hall clearly. She rubbed her calves that had softened into noodles, and she was still able to walk, sweeping the gold all over the floor, which was very attractive. No wonder those people wanted to kill people. It was just for money.

Alyssa is an ordinary person, an ordinary person with no money. In order to get on the caravan, all the money was given to the caravan owner. Now her wallet is empty and clean, and she only keeps some cloth for a business in exchange for some living expenses. She would not refuse extra money to subsidize herself. With this in mind, she picked up some gold beads.

She wanted to go out along the place where the murderer left and looked up at the zenith. The murderer was afraid that someone would find the first scene of the murder, and the entrance was sealed.

The villain, the murderer...

Alyssa thought of all the swearing words, and jumped angrily to save her strength to find the exit. She vowed to report to the police when she got out, and bring the bad guys to justice.

The dead white-faced man coughed suddenly, and she was frightened out of her wits.

Fraud!

She hid her ears and rolled to the side bunker, trying to pretend that no one had ever existed here.

The white-faced man coughed twice again, his mouth gurgling and spitting out blood foam, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was covered with ashes, and he could still clearly see that he was white and white after blood loss, and his body twitched from time to time.

Alisa crawled out, picked up the fallen torch and took a closer look. His neck was cut, and the blood was all over the neck, mixed with the blood from half of the corpse. It was hard to tell how much it had flowed. His clothes were soaking water. Looking like a blood man, it was terrible, and he fell from the three-story zenith again. Did he vomit blood because his ribs were broken and his lungs were pierced?

...If it really hurts the lungs, she will die or die soon, choking on blood or drowning... She can't tell which is the most uncomfortable, but death is not a good thing.

Everyone has a conscience.

Alyssa couldn't do anything without a conscience, and she couldn't sleep well at night, looking for things that could be used on her body.

The journey is full of dangers, like a sudden sandstorm. I have met good people and scammers, learned to resell goods halfway, learned how to cook, and can sing along the roadside.

The society is the best teacher is not empty talk. The first lesson Alisa learns is to carry important things, and increase the necessary reserves at any time.

She dug out the hemostatic medicine from her bag, one bottle for internal use and one bottle for external application, money and life, of course life is important, she gritted her teeth and bought it, the two bottles of hemostatic medicine made the purse bottomless.

To use it for others in vain, to say that you don’t feel distressed is too false, and it’s not for yourself, and you’re nagging in your heart. It’s not slow at all to bandage the wound and apply medicine to stop the bleeding. There is nothing you can do to help other places that you can’t see.

....Ai Lili is not a professional doctor, and it is too difficult to be trapped without medicine and no treatment. Think about leaving a cross for Dad and hanging it on the man's chest to send the power of faith.

"Jesus|Christ|Christ bless you and me, we are safe."

She put it next to the man's ear to bless, and carried the man on his back like a baby doll with a headscarf. He was tall and his feet dragged on the ground, drawing winding bloodstains. She didn't dare to look at it. Grab his wrists to prevent people from falling down, and hold a torch in one hand to illuminate it, so it can't be seen that a tall and thin person is dead and dead.

Bah bah bah... crow's mouth.

"You're not going to die, are you?"

The white-faced man whose life and death were unknown had no sound, only the sound of Alisa's breathing.

"If you don't answer, I will take it as your acquiescence. Deceit is the original sin, and the devil will take you to hell."

Alisa believes in Marxism-Leninism and Communist Party, but not religion. Everyone goes to church every Sunday. She doesn’t want to and can’t be too out of the ordinary. These few words have been learned a lot.

"Go to hell, you won't be able to redress your grievances," she stopped, and said out of breath, supporting the person who was sliding down, "The person who caused you to go free, don't you want it? I don't want it, either, while suffering, Have fun with the murderer."

"Just thinking about it makes you angry, and you're angry too, right?"

Alyssa didn't know what the white-faced man's name was and what he had done, and now he was also in distress. Because someone was rescued by reaching out, the kindness between people can only increase.

Her thoughts are very naive to others. Everyone is different, and they have different ideas. They cannot block other people's ideas for opposition. Alisa insists on maintaining goodwill. Kindness does not mean overflowing love without a bottom line. Kindness is morality and politeness. , is respect, is seeking common ground while reserving differences.

As for what a man really wants to do when he wakes up, it's out of her scope.

I don’t know how long I walked, I thought it was the exit countless times, and it was the end of the yellow sand stone wall. It was really discouraging. Another dead end, Alisa stopped to rest. It's like an endless maze, and it would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.

Alisa checked the white-faced man. He didn't bleed or vomit blood. He listened to his heartbeat with his ears close to his chest. Yes, he was weaker than normal people.

She should be able to live... She thought uncertainly, took a sip from the water bottle on her waist, she didn't know how long it would last, she should save it... There was a bag of raisins and two palm-sized dry biscuits in the satchel, chew ten I can't swallow a raisin, the smell of blood is too stinky and smoky.

Push away the messy hair of the white-faced man, he is unconscious, feeding him can choke him to death, moisten his lips with some water, wipe off the blood foam for him, and see his appearance clearly with the light of the fire, he is like the moonlight in autumn, bright and flawless, His eyebrows are like ink paintings, and his artistic conception is far away. He is like a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, full of passion and beauty.

She can imagine the moment when the white-faced man is amazed by a glance, she can imagine the white-faced man's smile, overwhelming the mountains and rivers, he can imagine the white-faced man frowning and displeased, the stars, the sun and the moon lose their color.

Alisa swallowed her saliva, and the phrase "hate arises from love" popped up in her mind, and her thoughts spread wildly. There are many right and wrong people around good-looking people, because if they are not good-looking, they will be destroyed?

Everywhere is sick and tender, hey... so scary.

"You are so beautiful, I can't find words to describe you."

She poked the man's face lightly, for fear of spoiling this god's favor, she was fascinated by it all of a sudden, but her mind was still clear. He, his mother, and Chen Jiajia in the previous life were also Asian.

"Hey, which dynasty is it now, which emperor is it, where is the capital, is the language you speak the official language of this country? I can't understand a word, what should I do... When you are well, you teach Teach me."

She frowned in distress, and quickly laughed, "You have to survive, I will take care of you, and when the time comes, teach me what you say..."

"Hey, if you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement."

She hooked the man's little little finger, recited childish nursery rhymes, and hung herself on the hook a hundred times...

The author has something to say: I am getting older and want to eat sweets

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