A crow in the desert

A crow in the desert

Author: Chen Liuwang

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A little cutie who came to the Western Regions alone to see the desert after breaking up in love.Accidentally broke the lively and vicious little prince, and conquered the dark-bellied elder prince with his unique personality charm.

In the end, the little cutie walked away, hiding her achievements and fame...

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The End of the World

After Wu Ya crossed the Yangtze River, he walked from Hubei to Henan, then went west through Shanxi and Gansu, and finally arrived at Zhangye. snowflake.

The crow looked out from the carriage, and there was only endless dust, neat camel thorns planted on the slope of the Gobi Desert, and a shepherd in a sheepskin coat lazily waving his whip.The crow thought: This is the desert.He supported the car board with both hands and stared blankly for a long time.Such a vast and desolate place can easily make people feel sad.

The coachman refused to go any further. After collecting the money, he pointed to an ancient road and said, "Go along this road. After a day, you will reach a place called Sanwu. There is an inn there. Go west, but Just the desert."

He left a bottle of water for the crow.The sympathy of a poor man for a prodigal son.

The crow tied the water bottle to his belt and walked towards the place where the sun had set.The wind and sand here are very strong, and you will eat a mouthful of sand when you open your mouth casually.He stood there alone, a speck in the yellow sand world.

"It's really interesting." The crow smiled and said to himself, "I like this place."

Until the sun went down, it was completely dark.He thought it was time to go to sleep, so he dug a big hole in the desert, buried it from the neck down, then covered his head and face with extra cloth, and looked at the stars through the holes in the cloth.

Many nights I lay in the wilderness and fell asleep watching the stars.He can recognize many stars. In spring, the Suzaku Seven Stars appear in the south, in summer, the Canglong Seven Stars appear in the south, in autumn the Xuanwu Seven Stars, and in winter the White Tiger Seven Stars.The positions of the stars south of the Yangtze River and north of the Yellow River are not the same.

The crow may not be able to understand the mysteries in this life, but he is still interested in seeing it.

In the morning he got out of the soil, shook the dust off his body, and continued on his way.He crossed dozens of kilometers of desert, and when he finally came to the so-called "no-care" town, he was exhausted into a pile of mud.

The so-called "three no-regards" is actually a den of thieves. The caravan, the government, and the bandits work independently, often fighting, and occasionally coexisting peacefully.If good people want to spend the night here, unless they are very rich or very desperate.

The crow crouched under a thick wall, at least here to keep out the wind.Two horse thieves ran over and pointed at him with their knives: "Where did it come from? Stand up."

The crow waved his hand: "Let me... rest for a while."

The horse thief kicked him: "Stand up, the uncle wants to search."

The crow rolled over on that foot and muttered, "No... no, I'm exhausted."

Those two horse thieves had no choice but to spit out before leaving: "Bah, you stinky beggar."

The crow slept for a long time, and finally woke up from hunger.He sat up and found himself lying on a sheltered plank bed, the kind he was familiar with—the cheapest Chase bunk in a cheap inn.

A gray boy looked at him dully, holding a bowl of millet porridge in his hand.

"I saved you."

The crow didn't say anything, picked up the millet porridge and swallowed it in big gulps. After eating half a bowl, he raised his head: "Thank you."

"Are you rich?" the boy asked.

He has the appearance of a poor man, numb and dull: "You need money for the bed board, and you need money for the porridge."

The crow touched his body, and his purse may have been taken away by a horse thief, and it also landed in the desert.He looked at the boy, and the boy looked at him, and finally the boy's eyes fell on his belt.It was a black belt outlined with gold and silver threads.Crow looked at this slightly expensive thing, and then remembered that Lingxi bought it for him. In fact, the three of them went shopping together in a clothing store, and Lingxi picked it out for him.

"This won't work." The crow said and stood up, got up and walked outside.

"You slept in bed and ate something, all of which cost money." The boy chased him and said.

The crow pushed him, and he fell on his head without saying a word, then sat there and cried resignedly: "Everything you don't care about is expensive. If you eat more, we will eat less. If you don't pay , we're going to starve."

The crow turned to look at him, finally let out a long sigh, lowered his head and threw the belt to him: "I will take back the thank you just now."

The boy crawled over on his knees, raised his belt to look at it, bit his teeth again, nodded and said, "This thing is valuable, you can sleep for another night, and have another bowl of porridge."

Crow was a little surprised, not knowing whether the people in the northwest should be simple or tough.He remembered that the half bowl of porridge on the table was bought with his own money, so he picked it up and ate it without any hesitation.

The crow lay on the bed and continued to sleep. After all, the hardwood bed was more comfortable than a sandbox. Before falling asleep, he heard the clanging downstairs, as if a guest had arrived. The shopkeeper shouted high and low: "Agou, clear the table, Gou, go serve the food, Gou, lead the guests upstairs..."

The crow imagined that young man was so busy flying around, and felt a little relieved in his heart.

There was a sandstorm that night, and the sharp sound of the wind mixed with gravel whizzed by. The walls of the Agou Hotel are very thick, which can be compared with the ancient city walls of Xi'an.When night fell, a few more guests came, stomping their feet and coughing downstairs, some speaking Chinese and some speaking in dialects.The crow listened for a while, but didn't pay much attention.He has no enemies now, and he is poor like a beggar, lying on the street without anyone looking at him.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, I felt that there were a few more people on the bed beside me, and I could smell the unique smell of caravans, conversations in Mongolian, and the sound of slapping lice, complaining, grinding teeth, farting and snoring, and so on.With his super self-control, the crow endured and continued to sleep.

The next day, the people around him got up and ate one after another, and the crow slept for a day and a night. Only now did he open his eyes dimly, and the light outside the window was bright.A man was sitting in front of the window with his knees hugged, sorting out something quietly.

The crow didn't look closely at all, but subconsciously felt that this should be a beauty.This is a strange thing.The crow thought for a while, then turned his eyes to the man again, his face turned pale with shock.

The man's long hair was loose, and he was only wearing a pair of shorts. The skin on his cheeks and body was delicate, plump, and moist, and his skeleton was exquisite and slender. He was the embryo of a natural beauty.He was holding a tin box in his hand, which contained milky white oil with a little fragrance. He picked up a piece with his fingertips, rubbed it in his palm to melt it, and then slapped it on his face and neck.

When he turned his thin neck, he also saw the only man left on the bed.The light was dim last night, and he thought he was a beggar, but when they met suddenly this morning, he was also stunned.

Crow slowly got out of bed and put on his shoes, which was a bad feeling.The world is so big, why should I meet him.

Lan Beibei threw down the cream, ran over in a few steps, grabbed the crow by the collar and slapped it several times, scolding: "You dog slave! Betrayed me for a woman, what!"

With the crow's ability, it was not the turn of Lan Beibei to slap him, but he attacked naked, and the crow wanted to push him, but he couldn't find a place to do it.In the end, the crow had no choice but to kick towards his stomach. The strength was not strong, but it was enough to kick Lan Beibei to a position a little farther away.

"I didn't betray you." The crow explained: "When I helped Lingxi, the deadline for you and my master and servant has passed." He glanced at Lan Beibei: "How are you doing? Why are you back in the Central Plains? ?”

Lan Beibei stared at him, a cloud of mist gradually rose from his beautiful big eyes, and he said, "You asked me how I was doing? Would you like to try it yourself? It was packed into a box and carried, and placed on the table I was admired by hundreds of people bidding online. I don’t know how I got back to the Central Plains, maybe my body died in the brothel a long time ago, and now I’m just a ghost, a ghost asking for your life!” He stood up, originally He was about to get dressed, but when he saw the cream box on the bed, he grabbed it and threw it at the crow.

The crow caught it casually and put it on the table calmly.He looked at Lan Beibei's snow-white skin, which was covered with a half-worn cloth shirt, a Mongolian man's robe, and a pair of dirty leather boots with many purple blisters on the soles of her feet.He stood on the ground and tightened his belt. The clothes were probably given to him by others, and the loose style showed his too slender waist.Lan Beibei stomped her feet, trying to crush the blisters on the soles of her feet.

The crow grinned, feeling sorry for him.

Lan Beibei grabbed a hat that was probably made of weasel fur from the head of the bed, and put it on his head. The scorched fur covered his black hair and most of his face, and he went downstairs with his big leather boots like that. .

Lan Beibei is the kind of person who has nothing but beauty. Crow imagined that his time living overseas must have been very difficult.But it was difficult for the crow to feel sympathy for him, so he tidied up himself and went downstairs to eat.

Last night, the dust was raging, and all the roads outside Sanwu Town were blocked.Several groups of people gathered in the inn at once.Agou bent over to serve food to others, and Agou's father, who was also the shopkeeper, was also busy cleaning the table and sweeping the floor.The inn is only run by the two of them.

The crow was sitting in the corner, and Ah Gou brought him a bowl of porridge, which was very generous, which was the limit of his spending power.