Guide to raising male gods [Comprehensive + Sword III]

Kalubi was seriously injured, and the medical conditions and medicines in the desert were not good. When he finally recovered from his injury, it was several months later.

He is now able to have some simple conversations and exchanges with Aro.

The gray-haired, red-eyed youth of the foreign race was tall and handsome, and he was wearing a desert-style black suit, with a machete hanging from his waist, making him look sharp and cold.

But what was incompatible with his temperament was that behind him was always wearing a black cloak that looked a bit nondescript.

It took Ah Luo five days of burning lights to sew it out stitch by stitch, but she really didn't have that talent, and the stitches were too ugly. wore.

——He not only wears it, but also wears it every day, all the time, and he can't snatch it. Every time Ah Luo sees it, he can't help covering his face helplessly, feeling that his work is really eye-catching.

The young man of the foreign race didn't feel it himself, wearing a nondescript black cloak all day long, he was very calm.

His black clothes set off his fair skin, and the festering marks from the burns a few months ago had long since disappeared, making him even more delicate and handsome.

It's just that the cloak is really a bit irregular. From a distance, people who don't know it may think that they saw a... a big broken sweet potato.

Ah Luo: Smile, I really tried my best_(:з」∠)_

Disciple Wanhua, who had really tried his best, stood on the edge of the Gedoran Desert, stood on tiptoe and looked far away at the road that was almost obliterated by the wind and sand, and sighed softly.

She turned her head and straightened the cloak and hat that had been crooked by the wind on the head of the foreign youth beside her, and whispered to him, "Kalubi."

Hearing his name, the foreign youth who was trying hard but calmly turned his body to protect Ah Luo from the fierce morning sun lowered his head, with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Ah Luo..." He was still not very proficient in Central Plains dialect, and he seemed a little stuttering, trying to express himself, "Why...why?"

Ah Luo burst out laughing, raised his hand to touch his head, and said with a suppressed smile, "Kalubi, would you like to take off the cloak? Didn't the village chief give you another one? That one looks pretty."

Produced by the ingenious working people in the center of the desert, it is a hundred times more beautiful than this ugly one!

In fact, the youth of the foreign race is much taller than the girl next to him, but as early as disciple Wanhua habitually raised his hand, he consciously lowered his head to touch her.

At this time, the foreign youth is like a well-behaved big cat whose fur has been smoothed. Everyone's eyes are squinted in front of the one they like, and they have obviously received the meaning from the people around them, but they just...can't hear it.

I can’t hear it, so I don’t take it off _(:з」∠)_

Okay, okay, the disciple Wanhua, who was thrown away by the soft touch of his subordinates, gave in instantly, pretending not to say anything, and continued to look into the distance while stroking the cat.

They are here waiting for the caravan from the Central Plains to arrive.

Kalubi's injury has healed, but his eyes still can't see, which is inconvenient anyway, so Ah Luo plans to take him to the Central Plains to have a look.

Now it is autumn in the Central Plains, and it happens to be the time when Fenghuagu fennel and Chunyang Gesang flowers bloom. These two are very effective herbs for burns and eyes, and may be helpful for Kalubi's eyes.

It's just that the transportation from the desert to the Central Plains is too inconvenient. Only the caravan passing by Xishui Village every three months may take them out, but the time of the caravan is uncertain, and Ah Luo has been waiting here for the past few days.

Kalubi is still trying to shield Ah Luo from the sun. He now knows that the desert sun will not hurt him so easily, but he still doesn't like it.

——Especially at noon, the sun is extremely hot, scorching the earth, as if you can burn people if you don't pay attention.

It is precisely because of this disgust and fear that I don't want such harm to possibly happen to the person I care about.

Ah Luo was originally focused on looking at the direction of the rolling yellow sand horizon, but when he shifted his line of sight one time, he suddenly found some tiny black spots moving on the road that was originally empty.

Disciple Wanhua's eyes instantly lit up with two small lights, and she couldn't help but bend her eyes, trying to pull Kalubi who was standing on one side, saying: "They are coming..." But suddenly her hand flickered. I missed it.

"The caravan... is coming..." Because the movement of his hands was empty, his voice couldn't help being a little slow.

Ah Luo blinked his eyes, turned his head, and saw that Kalubi who was standing beside him sneaked behind him at some point.

The midday sun cast a light shadow on the ground, and now this shadow was covered by another taller shadow, Ah Luo could feel the light shadow above his head when he turned his head.

Kalubi stood silently like this, as if covering all the heat for her.

Ah Luo was a little bit dumbfounded, but also a little soft-hearted, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to poke the white and warm cheek of the foreign youth, her voice was soft and outrageous: "Kalubi, we can go back to the Central Plains."

In fact, the foreign youth didn't have any obsession with the place called "Central Plains", but when he saw her like this, his red eyes curled into crescent moons, and he nodded slightly to her.

……

The process of discussing the return journey with the caravan went very smoothly.

The leader of the caravan is a very cheerful middle-aged man. It is said that Wanhuagu once rescued him. Hearing that Ah Luo is a disciple of Wanhua living outside the Great Wall, he agreed to take the two of them back to the Central Plains without saying a word.

It's just that the villagers and children in Xishui Village seem a little reluctant.

The villagers couldn't bear Miss A Luo. This doctor from Zhongyuan has excellent medical skills and is also a very kind person.

And the children are not willing to be another person. Kalubi is not only good-looking, but also very good at swordsmanship. He is cunning, and a machete seems to be given life in his hand, which is extremely powerful.

The point is that although he doesn't like to talk, when A Luo sister is around [draw the key point!It is absolutely unreasonable to ask little brother Kalubi to teach him how to use a knife.

Even if he can't teach very finely because of his poor eyesight, it's good to demonstrate it once.

So the children in Xishui Village couldn't tell who they really couldn't bear for a while_(:з」∠)_

Under such reluctance, A Luo silently wrote down many prescriptions applicable in the desert overnight and handed them to the village chief in case of emergencies. Although Kalubi did not say much, he also taught the most gifted children in the village. Set knife method, and then let him teach more people.

After the caravan exchanged items with the locals in the Gobi Desert, they would detour through the Yinshan Grassland and head straight to the imperial capital Chang'an City.

Ah Luo was going to Fenghua Valley to look for basil. After looking at the map, he took Kalubi and got off the car in Luoyang City, which is adjacent to Maple Valley.

Luoyang is prosperous. As the old capital of the former dynasty, it is majestic and majestic. The long moat flows along the city wall. Poets and poets recite poems on it, adding a bit of softness to it.

The caravan still had a schedule, so it was inconvenient to stay here for a long time, so Ah Luo and Kalubi said goodbye to them at the gate of the city, and entered Luoyang City in the evening.

Disciple Wanhua, who had lived in the desert for a long time, didn't know that he had already been targeted when he saw two unusual people walking into this bustling city.

At this time, Ah Luo had just brought Kalubi to buy a new set of clothes, and was teaching him how to use the currency of the Central Plains.

——The alien youth lived in the dark underground caves since he was a child, where there were more plunders and scrambles, which led to him not seeming to understand the trading rules of the Central Plains very well.

But if you want to live in the outside world, this is a skill that you must learn. When Ah Luo discovered it, he began to teach him little by little.

Disciple Wanhua first took a piece of candied haws and handed it to his left hand, then took a piece of silver of the same value and handed it to his right hand, then lightly held the hands of the young man of different races and touched each other.

Kalubi felt the touch in his hand and nodded slightly.

He already understood.

"It's so smart." Ah Luo first brushed the gray hair hanging from his shoulders, praised him with a smile, then turned his head to look at the things on the stall behind him, and just about to talk to him, he saw a man suddenly appearing in front of him. people.

The man was wearing a hood and a scimitar, not like the style of the Central Plains, he stood upright, his face was originally stern, but his overly bright smile instantly destroyed this indifference.

"Brother! Join the religion!!"

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