A crow in the desert

limit.Agou said: "After this meal, there is nothing to eat."

The crow nodded, resigned to his fate: "Well."

A Gou said: "Tonight I can't stay overnight in the store either."

The crow picked up the rice bowl and swallowed in small mouthfuls.

Lan Beibei is with the caravan, who knows how he got in, but his status in the caravan is very low, because those Mongols poured the leftover food in front of him, so he held it with his hands. eat.Those people laughed, raised their hands to pinch Lan Beibei's head under their armpits.

The crow slept with these people last night, even if they used the method of holding their breath, they couldn't block those horrible smells.The crow thought maybe they had never had a bath in their life.Lan Beibei didn't make a sound, but still ate very quickly.It seems that the experience of the past few years has at least taught him to be patient.

In addition to the Mongols, there was also a group of tall men who looked like thugs, surrounding a middle-aged man.The man's dress is very ordinary, but his temperament is outstanding. Crow has seen many such men, the most high-end one is Gu Tingshu, who has a prominent background, a successful career, beautiful wife and beautiful concubines.

The temperamental man probably came to the Northwest for sightseeing. Right now, he is drinking his morning tea elegantly, looking at the wind and sand outside the window from time to time.

There are also a group of people wearing bamboo hats and long knives wrapped around their waists. These people are huge, with prominent masseter muscles on their faces and sunken temples. They look like warriors who have been fighting all year round.

Agou brought a tray over to deliver the meal, but before he got close, his body was already shaking.The warrior laughed loudly and kicked him. Agou knelt down with a thud and knocked his forehead on the stool, but the warrior caught the tray firmly.

Agou's father quickly came out from behind the counter, grabbed his son's hand and hid in the backyard.

There are swords and swords in the inn all the year round, and the two honest father and son had to try not to provoke disputes.

The warriors ate and did not drink, and the knives on their waists were never removed.After the Mongolian finished their meal, they started to make fun of Lan Beibei. This kind of joke seems to be very common in caravans. Anyway, it is not Lan Beibei, but another person who is slightly weaker.Several people held down Lan Beibei's hands and feet, and the leader lifted his robe and sat astride Lan Beibei's face.Judging from his pitch-black legs, he was clearly naked inside.

The Mongol farted an earth-shattering fart.Lan Beibei wailed, and vomited out all the food.

Crow looked at his precious half bowl of rice porridge. He really didn't have the appetite to eat it right now, but he didn't want to waste it.So he took the rice bowl and went to the backyard.

The temperamental man was calm, and after watching the scenery, he began to play with the Nine Dragon Jade Pendant in his hand.

The wound on Agou's forehead has not yet solidified, but he is already busy chopping firewood.As soon as he moved, a little blood oozed from his forehead, and the blood mixed with sweat fell on the rusty axe.

The crow finally finished eating the rice porridge, and scraped off the residue with a small spoon.He put the rice bowl on the well platform, and then helped Agou carry the firewood to the kitchen.Agou said: "Don't do these things, you won't have food to eat, and I won't let you live here."

The crow said: "I'm not for that." The crow is the kind of person who will squat down to feed a stray dog ​​when he meets a stray dog ​​on the side of the road. Speaking of which, it seems a bit unreasonable.For them, any kindness is probably for other purposes.

"Your name is Agou, is this your real name? My name is Crow, and this is given to me by my master. I used to chop wood and carry water all the time, and I was not allowed to eat if I couldn't finish the work." Crow has a gentle appearance, He is the kind of man who is very friendly.

A Gou said: "My father treats me better, but the family is poor and there is always not enough to eat."

"Opening an inn is always better than ordinary people, and better than those running horse gangs." Crow said.

Ah Gou thought of those Mongolians and felt a little comforted. He pouted towards the front yard again: "The caravan people are fine. The ones with knives are what we are most afraid of in our inn. After a battle, all the income for a year will be lost." It's gone. I didn't dare to argue with them, so I had to admit that I was unlucky." He finished chopping the firewood, fetched water with heavy steps, and looked at the crow again: "Are you really lost a penny?"

Crow nodded honestly.

Agou sighed, and sincerely worried about him: "Then you can only sleep outside at night."

The crow said indifferently: "Then go to sleep, anyway, people won't be frozen to death."

Agou had a bitter face: "Three don't care about this place, no one can stay outside alive for one night."

Bandit Rush

A group of bandits surrounded the entire inn.They rode fierce horses around the house, whistling sharply, creating a barbaric and cruel atmosphere, and then the bandit leader pushed the door in, wearing strange clothes of indescribable material, and the cloak was covered with dust , wearing a cowhide felt hat, he shouted loudly: "The shopkeeper!"

A Gou got out from the counter, bent almost to the ground: "Master."

The leader went straight to a square table, pulled the mud-covered spurs from his shoes, and threw them on the table: "Let me use it."

A Gou was about to cry: "Master, please reward me with a way to survive, this store can't stand the trouble."

The gangster next to him drew out his thick-backed machete, slapped it on the table, threw down a bag of money, and said, "Money or life, it's your choice."

With his head down, A Gou took the money feebly, and hid in the backyard with his father.

The leader raised his neck, and there was a pair of sinister eyes on the face of thousands of ravines. He glanced at the lobby and said, "Tianxing is doing business, and the idlers avoid it. You are from other places. I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Go upstairs." Get on the cat."

Everyone in the lobby was eating, looking at each other for a moment, a little undecided.The Mongols were cursing, a little reluctantly.The temperamental man was the first to get up, and his servants were also well-trained to carry his dinner plate upstairs.

The warriors with weapons turned and left without saying a word.The leader of the bandit gave him a wink, and the minions rushed forward and pressed these people on the table, with the shining machete on the back of their necks.

The bandit leader sneered and said, "What are you running to report to the boss of your Two Guns Club? How filial, anyway, your boss won't survive tonight, so you can bury him first."

Before the words were finished, the subordinates raised their knives and cut off the flesh and blood of the neck. Seven or eight heads were separated from the chest, shaking on the table and rolling on the ground. The body was still convulsed, but the blood sprayed the entire wall. .

There was a moment of silence in the inn, and then those Mongolian people sat on the ground with a puff, obviously frightened and stupid, and one of them even wet his pants.Lan Beibei was more courageous and dragged these people upstairs.In the end, only crows remained in the lobby.

The leader stared at him for a while, then scratched his face with the tip of his knife: "What is your origin, little friend?"

The crow looked at the dead bodies on the ground with a helpless and angry expression.He did not intend to participate in the struggle between these gangs, but said lightly: "A passerby."

The leader laughed: "A meddling passer-by."

The crow shook his head: "I'm not stupid, I won't make trouble for myself, please do as you please." After saying this, he went upstairs on his own.A few sharp arrows swished from behind, and the crow caught them without looking back, and threw them to the ground.

When he got back to the room, the room was stunk.The few Mongolians collapsed on the bed, some vomited in fright, and some stared straight.Lan Beibei rolled up her sleeves to sweep up the filth on the ground, kicked the one who vomited the most, and cursed: "Damn, you are more courageous than a chicken."

The Ma monster is the leader of the caravan, he is tall and strong, but he is actually very timid, and usually dare not even kill mice.He covered his mouth with his sleeve, and cried loudly: "When I went out, my mother said that this trip was dangerous. If I knew it, I should have listened to my mother. These bandits kill people without blinking an eye. After killing the enemy, they should take Let's have the surgery." The others looked even more distressed when they heard this.

Lan Beibei threw the mop outside, brought in a basin of water, splashed it on the face of the monster, and cursed: "Fuck your mother, you are going to die yourself, I haven't lived enough yet. Waiting for you They are all dead, and all the goods of that caravan of camels belong to me. I sold the money and went to Sleeping Lady in the Central Plains."

As soon as women were mentioned, these Mongols regained some energy, and shouted again: "Little white face has no conscience, curse us to death, Han people have no conscience." One greasy leg of lamb was thrown to the next after one bite. Everyone, including Lan Beibei, ate happily.Then the leg of lamb was thrown into the crow's arms.

The crow was a little confused, ignoring that this thing was taken from someone who hadn't bathed all year round, it smelled pretty good.Then they started drinking again.Crows don't know how to drink, but Lan Beibei handed him the flagon narrowly.He took a sip and felt a gunpowder|explode in his chest.Everyone laughed, and the monster said: "This wine is brewed by ourselves, so that you can use up your energy when you fuck your wife."

The crow said thank you with tears, and the room was filled with enthusiasm.He leaned on the wall and walked out dazedly, after a while Lan Beibei also walked past him.The crow held his forehead and said casually: "You are much cuter now than before."

Lan Beibei stopped, with a strange look on her face: "Huh?"

"Don't get me wrong, I mean, it's not as annoying as it used to be."

Lan Beibei thought it was funny: "I don't think it's an honor, you are too self-righteous."

He walked around the front hall to the kitchen, saw Agou was chopping mutton, his eyes lit up immediately: "Meat tonight?"

A Gou looked blank: "This is for the master in the lobby. Let's eat steamed buns and porridge at night."

Blue Beibei smacked her lips in disappointment,