Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 172: Guo Jing
The vast desert is vast and far away.Going back to the north for a few lines, it seems that even the heart has gone away. Looking far away, it is as peaceful as a distant place that has stopped. The wolf smoke on the old beacon tower is very eye-catching. On such a vast and boundless frontier desert, this It was originally a solemn and solemn beacon, but at this moment it seemed so lonely and desolate.

"The solitary smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river! Wang Mojie's pen has become a swan song!"

Sitting on a towering sand dune, looking at the dying red sun, Fang Yanming in a fur coat was dazed.

"Brother, sister, where are you?"

This is the fourth month that Dialect Ming has been in the desert.He has seen the migration of wild geese, seen the caravans, followed the herdsmen who lived in pursuit of water and grass, and killed the marauding horse bandits. In four months, Fang Yanming has become a seasoned desert traveler. .

"Hello...Hello...Mr. Fang!"

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud call, and he followed the sound, only to see a black, thick-backed Mongolian man waving his hands non-stop.

Waving his hand as a signal, Fang Yanming got up, slapped the sand off his buttocks, and walked slowly towards the man.

"Ma Laqin, what's the matter this time?"

Malaqin, translated into Chinese, means horse herdsman. This is a very common name in Mongolia. Among the horse herdsmen, nine out of ten have this name.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Mara Qin smiled honestly, with a respectful expression on her innocent face, and said, "Abu asked me to invite you to drink."

"Let's go then!"

Ma Laqin's father Harinaohai is a small leader in the tribe, in charge of the precious fourteen horses in the tribe.

As soon as he entered the tent, Fang Yanming was pulled affectionately by Harinaohai to the main table.

"Haha... Mr. Fang, come and taste this newly brewed kumiss."

It is slightly sour at the first entrance, and when you taste it carefully, there will be a thick milky fragrance that explodes in your mouth, leaving an endless aftertaste.

"Not bad!"

With a slight smile, Fang Yanming nodded in satisfaction.Four months have allowed him to get used to the taste of kumiss, even though he still misses those sweet and refreshing wines from Da Song.

"Haha... I'll just say it! Mr. Fang will be satisfied! This is the best wine in our tribe!"

For Harinaohai, the satisfaction of the guests is the best gift. He laughed out loud, very hearty.

The wine and meat were almost used up, and the dialect Ming went straight to the point, asking: "Uncle Harinaohai, I asked you to inquire about it, do you have any news?"

As soon as this remark came out, I saw Harinaohai froze slightly, with a deep shame on his face, lowered his head, and said dully: "Mr. Fang, I...you cured the tribe's little pony, but we Couldn't help you..."

Fang Yanming seemed to have expected this, shook his head, smiled slightly, and said: "It's okay, Uncle Harinaohai, I have already prepared for this in my heart. In this vast grassland, I want to find two people who are hiding. It was indeed a little too difficult.”

"I hope Naadam can get some useful news..."

Hearing this, Harinaohai became happy again, thumped his chest, and assured him: "Don't worry, Mr. Fang, Harinaohai once followed Da Khan. On Naadam, I will definitely ask Mr. Fang for news."

The grassland in August is always intoxicated with the love of flowers and green grass.At this time, tens of thousands of herdsmen will wear festive costumes, regardless of the distance of the journey, men, women and children, ride on horses and gather on the green grassland.

The usual peaceful grassland, with colorful flags fluttering, crowds, cattle and sheep cheering, and horses neighing, suddenly presents a scene of prosperity.This is the annual grand festival in Mongolia - Naadam.

It was already mid-August when Fang Yanming arrived in Naadam. At this time, most of the tribes had already arrived, and the event seemed to be extremely lively.

As soon as I arrived at the meeting, I saw the smoke and dust surging, and a group of Mongolian warriors rode fast horses, scrambling to be the first and roaring away into the distance. This is a horse race.

Seeing such a scene, Mala Qin was very excited, jumped off the horse, danced and shouted "It's Rimai", which was to cheer for the horse racing warriors.

Walking into the crowd, there are thunderous voices, which are looking for the sound, and you can find that in a surrounded circle, there are two strong, tall Mongolians huddled together, that is wrestling .

Walking further in, you can see the archery target patted upright, which is a competition for archery.The winner should have been determined, there was thunderous cheers, wave after wave, the crowd surrounded the victorious hero, lifted him up to the sky, and shouted his name hoarsely.

"Jebe! Jebe! Jebe!"

After watching for a while, Fang Yanming walked towards the shooting range, because he discovered a very interesting thing.

Three children were squeezed out of the arena because of their young age and weak strength. One of them was a little girl in luxurious clothes and a pink carving, who was jumping and crying. But no matter how much he coaxed him, it was of no use.

"Need help?"

Fang Yan asked with a smile.

As soon as he appeared, the little girl stopped crying in an instant. One of the young boys who was also gorgeously dressed blocked the little girl behind her and looked at Fang Yanming with vigilance. Thoughtful look.

"Are you Chinese?"

After listening to Mongolian for four months, I suddenly heard Chinese, and I was not used to the dialect Ming.He was startled for a moment, then he nodded in surprise and said, "Are you also Han?"

"Uh-huh…"

The simple and honest boy nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and happily introduced: "This big brother, my name is Guo Jing! This is..."

He pulled another young boy and was about to continue talking when he was interrupted.

"Guo Jing'an replied, my father said that the Han merchants are the most cunning, always deceiving our warriors, let us stay away from them."

"Tuo Lei'an replied, this elder brother is not that kind of person..."

Guo Jing smiled honestly and retorted.

Before the words fell, Tuo Lei curled his lips and said unconvinced: "How do you know..."

"Hey... I just know..."

Hey, good guy, the dialect hasn't spoken yet, but the two brothers started arguing, so he closed his mouth and watched with interest.

He could do this, but the little girl beside him couldn't help it.

"Shut up for me!"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them froze for a moment, you looked at me, I looked at you, they all smiled, hugged each other, and got back together.

"It's boring... Two big men let a little girl hold it, it's boring..."

How could Fang Yanming let go of the good show before he watched it, his big eyes rolled around and his eyes flared up.

Before the words fell, Guo Jing smiled honestly, like a little adult, and said solemnly: "Brother, you are wrong to say that! My mother taught me to respect the old and love the young. Hua Zheng was young, and Tuo Lei and I Anda should let her go. Also, friends should be tolerant of each other. I just had a quarrel with Tuolei Anda..."

"Stop, stop, stop! I'll go... Where did you come from, kid? This big truth, one set of one set, is smoother than what I said..."

"Hey...Thank you, big brother, for your compliment!"

Little Guo Jing scratched his head and smiled, looking embarrassed.

Hearing such words, Fang Yanming was stunned, looked at him strangely, looked at him like a monster, bit his teeth and said, "I'll go, you kid, do you think I'm praising you?"

"Eh? Isn't it?"

Little Guo Jing's eyes instantly widened into a pair of circles, and he looked at Fang Yanming in amazement.

Seeing this, Fang Yanming took two deep breaths, covered his chest, looked unacceptable, and said dejectedly: "Forget it, I lost to you! Just think I'm praising you..."

Before the words finished, Guo Jing nodded, bent over and cupped his hands, and replied solemnly: "Thank you, big brother, for your compliment."

Slapping his forehead, Fang Yanming gave him a speechless look, then turned his head and left.

"Hey... Big brother, you haven't said your name yet!"

"Dialect Ming!"

Shaking his hand backwards, a lazy voice came out, and Fang Yanming's back gradually disappeared into the distance.

Xu Shi was too excited to see his compatriots, Guo Jing looked at the direction where Fang Yanming disappeared, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Guo Jing, I don't know what to see, that person has already gone away..."

Xiao Huazheng pouted her mouth and complained very dissatisfied.

Hearing this, little Guo Jing scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly, and explained: "Hua Zheng, I have lived on the grassland since I was a child. It is rare to see a Han person, so I am naturally happy..."

"What Han Chinese? Merchants?"

There was a soft voice like water suddenly.Turning around, I saw a handsome woman in her early 20s, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and snowy skin, holding a long sword, smiling softly, extremely beautiful.

"Master Seven!"

Little Guo Jing yelled excitedly, ran in front of the girl, danced and said, "Seventh master, I just met a big brother from Song Dynasty, he is very interesting."

"Oh... is it?"

Smiling slightly, the woman pampered little Guo Jing's head, a touch of nostalgia appeared in the corner of her eyes, and said with emotion: "Da Song... It's been a long time since I left..."

Pausing for a moment, she squatted down, looked at Guo Jing, and asked seriously: "Jing'er, do you know where that big brother lives? Seventh Master wants to learn about the current situation in his hometown with him."

The voice was about to fall, and I saw little Guo Jing scratching his head, and said embarrassedly: "Seventh, Master Seventh, I, I forgot..."

"You…"

With a gentle smile, the woman pampered his little forehead lightly, and then asked with some helplessness: "What is that called, you should know it!"

Nodding his head excitedly, little Guo Jing said happily, "I know! That elder brother is Fang Yanming!"

As soon as the words came out, the smile on the woman's face froze, her eyes narrowed, she frowned tightly, and said with certainty: "Fang Yanming?"

"Yes!"

"Jing'er! You and Tuo Lei took Hua Zheng to Da Khan's place. I'll go find your six masters now. Remember, when you meet that person again, you must run away!"

"Master Seven, what's the matter?"

Little Guo Jing was taken aback and was stunned on the spot. He had never seen such a serious Seventh Master.

"Go!"

"Ow...Ow..."

After recovering from a yell, little Guo Jing and little Tuolei left and right, pulled Xiao Huazheng and ran away.

However, just halfway there, they had to stop.

"Little guy, are you looking for me?"

Looking up at the playful Fang Yanming, the faces of the three were full of timidity.

Not far away, the woman who saw this scene burst into tears, and blurted out a sharp rebuke.

"Fang Yanming! What's coming at me! What's the point of embarrassing a child!"

Before the words were finished, a silver horse was seen flying across the sky, the woman drew her sword and stabbed straight at Fang Yanming.

There was a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and at the moment when the long sword was about to approach him, two white and slender fingers quietly appeared in front of Fang Yanming's face, and they closed together, clamping the tip of the sword silently.

Seeing such a scene, the woman's eyes widened, and her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.Lucking her dantian, she exerted all her strength to continue stabbing forward, but no matter how hard she exerted, the blade of the sword would not move at all.

"Heh... Overestimating one's abilities!"

With a sneer, Fang Yanming pulled his left hand outwards to draw the long sword away, and raised a pair of straight sword fingers with his right hand, pointing directly at the woman's slender and fair neck, full of murderous intent.

As if feeling the imminent death, the woman's pretty face was full of despair, and she closed her eyes.

"Brother Fang! Don't!"

Little Guo Jing's screams rang in his ears.

"Alas... Trouble!"

Muttering angrily, Fang Yanming quietly moved his finger down three inches.A finger shot out in the air and touched the woman's tremor.

Bang!thump!The long sword fell, and the woman also fell to the ground.

"Master Seven! Master Seven! Are you okay!"

Little Guo Jing and the others rushed to the girl's side and asked again and again, but how could the girl who was hit by the sandalwood be able to answer.

"Wow!"

Seeing such a scene, the youngest Xiao Huazheng burst into tears.

"Hey... my little aunt, can you stop crying? She's fine! Can't I just relieve her acupuncture points?"

Seeing this, Fang Yanming looked like he was suffering from a severe headache, and tapped his finger lightly in the void, and the force of his finger landed on the woman's body, unlocking her acupoints.

"Cough cough..."

Clutching her chest, a bright red dripped from the corner of the woman's mouth.

"Master Seven, Master Seven, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, Jing'er..."

A forced smile appeared on her pale pretty face, and comforted little Guo Jing. The woman turned to Fang Yanming, with tears in her eyes, and begged, "Fang, Mr. Fang, Jing'er and the others are still young and don't understand anything. , just kill me and let them go!"

Seeing such a scene, Fang Yanming's nose and eyebrows twitched instantly, sucking his teeth, and asked angrily: "I said this heroine, who is going to kill them! And, who are you! Come up Just use a knife and a gun! Just for the sake of that stupid boy, otherwise I will kill you directly!"

As soon as the words came out, the woman froze for a moment, and then, with a strange look on her face, she asked in surprise, "Didn't you come here to seek revenge?"

"Seeking revenge?"

Rolling his eyes, Fang Yanming looked at the woman up and down, and said with disgust: "With your little effort, in the Jianghu, I don't even bother to look at you, and you are looking for revenge! You think too much of yourself, don't you?" ..."

"Seven sisters!"

There was an exclamation.

Following the sound, six men with strange shapes rushed over with a murderous look.

(End of this chapter)