Chapter 272【Reunion】
When it was still under the sandstorm, Fang Chang suddenly felt that this direction was worth a trip, so he took Sang Ziping and headed in this direction to the oasis.
Another customer came in, and the tavern manager of the part-time shop Xiao Er hurriedly got up to take care of him.
The wine tastes very good, slightly sweet and sour, full of aroma.
I don’t know how to brew it, and the strength is so strong that for ordinary people, they can go to sleep in a pot after drinking it. Fortunately, both Fang Chang and Sang Ziping are practitioners, and they are not afraid of the effects of alcohol at all. They just taste the taste and drink happily.
It's a pity that there are only some beans and cucumbers and other things to go with the wine. They are too vegetarian. The two of them miss the cold meat in Guanzhong, as well as the peanuts, dried tofu, pork head meat, sausage, sauce beef, stewed hoof offal, skin jelly, etc. in the Central Plains. Those are the best wines.
Sang Ziping smiled at Fang Chang:
"I've heard that good grape wine should be paired with a transparent glass. While drinking it, you can still watch it. It is like a gemstone or amber, illuminated by sunlight or light, and it looks like Danxia. It is very beautiful. If you are particular about it, you can also use it The luminous cup is in full bloom, which is also wonderful."
Fang Chang stretched out his chopsticks, took a few beans and ate them, and said while biting:
"Luminous cups are not a good thing. For ordinary people, luminous cups are harmful to health."
Sang Ziping wondered: "Well, there is such a saying? It's the first time I heard it."
Nodding, Fang Chang told him: "Not only the luminous cup, but also the luminous pearl and the like, which are better for people with cultivation, but for ordinary people, they are all harmful things."
They raised the thick porcelain cups, touched each other lightly, and ate wine separately.
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Getting some news about the monsters in the Western Regions, the two left the town and went to the desert in the oasis.
Although the goal of this trip is the monster training hall that is not known where in the Western Regions, but the catastrophe is still brewing, and the scale covers the whole world.
There is no one for dozens of miles around, and they don't have to pretend to be ordinary people.
Walking lightly on the sand dunes without leaving any footprints behind, the two of them wandered aimlessly in the desert, admiring the magnificent scenery that could not be seen in the Central Plains.
Occasionally, Fang Chang also went to catch a few sand rabbits, sand chickens, sand scorpions, etc., and roasted them in the sun with the mirror polished by the crystal in Nanping Mountain. Delicious, share with Sang Ziping.
Fang Chang can stay without drinking water all the time and he will be fine, but Sang Ziping stays in this dry world where there is no moisture, and it is a bit sporadic, so Fang Chang untie the gourd around his waist and throw it over, let him drink a few mouthfuls of sorghum wine inside to quench his thirst.
"Actually, there is water in this desert." Fang Chang took back the gourd and said with a smile, "You can also sense that when night falls, there will be more water vapor in the desert. If you wake up early enough in the morning, you may be able to See the dewdrops on those plant tips."
"So I've heard of a way to get water in the desert. It's to dig a hole in the sand the night before, place a water basin or a water altar in the middle, and then cover the hole with clothes and press it tightly around it. Then put something down in the center, so that the lowest point is above the vessel."
"In this way, when night falls and there is thin morning fog in the desert, the clothes can be soaked in it, and by the way, the water vapor that evaporates from the sand below can be collected. The water will soak along the clothes, form water droplets at the lowest point, and be absorbed by the utensils. Collect them. It’s just that this method is too inefficient and is only suitable as a supplement.”
Sang Ziping listened with interest, while Fang Chang lifted the gourd and took a sip with his head up.
Since he bought wine in the town and put it in, when he drinks again, he can choose to drink sorghum wine or wine according to his mood.
Seeing that he only drank and didn't talk, Sang Ziping said from the side:
Fang Chang smiled and said:
"I don't know about this. When you meet someone later, you can teach this method, which is also a bit of a merit."
Sang Ziping nodded in response, and then asked Fang Chang:
"Where are you going to go next? Do you go straight west?"
Shaking his head, Fang Chang replied: "Walk around in the desert first, take a look at the scenery here, and wipe out the enemy's strongholds in the desert by the way, don't you think the increase in sand bandits in recent years is a bit too strange? "
The two of them did not mention the demons in the desert. Anyway, from now on, the pedestrians and caravans who come and go will encounter much better bandits.
Many desert bandits who were originally forced to join this profession also lost their shackles and command, washed their hands and became anonymous, or went to Guanzhong and the Western Regions to work in agriculture, or turned themselves into a buddy to make a living, and some relied on their familiarity with the desert. If you don't work as a merchant, you can also be rich.
These human affairs have nothing to do with Fang Chang and Sang Ziping.
After doing some unknown things in the desert, they got some news about the approximate location of the training hall in the Western Regions through interrogation. While tasting the small animals and characteristic plants in the desert, they rushed towards the edge of the desert. go.
Without onlookers, Fang Chang and Sang Ziping were able to maximize their forward speed, running on their legs alone, ten times faster than Fang Chang riding a cloud. Due to the extremely light footsteps, he didn't even bring up sand, and he didn't roll up two long dragons of sand while moving forward as imagined.
But Fang Chang suddenly counted a few times, and said to Sang Ziping: "The caravan is about to leave the edge of the desert, let's catch up."
"Why?" Sang Ziping wondered.
"Our camels are still in that caravan, and leaving without saying goodbye in the sandstorm is not very good after all, maybe someone will feel guilty for a lifetime."
"It makes sense, then we will catch up."
As for the caravan, the sudden disappearance of the two masters in the sandstorm was very unexpected.
However, the direction in the desert is difficult to distinguish, and supplies are in short supply, so they don’t have the energy to send people to search around—this is the normal state in the desert—so everyone sighed a few words, and then continued to move forward according to the original plan.
Xi Tong and the bodyguards were a little skeptical, after all, they couldn't be sure of the identities of the two practitioners from the very beginning.
But now that no one is alive but no one is dead, they all murmur a little.
"Ten miles away, we can get out of the desert!"
Caravan Guotou Xitong distinguished the direction, stood on the top of the sand dune and looked at the line of emerald green in the distance, and after checking the surrounding landmarks to make sure it was not a mirage, he shouted happily.
Everyone was very happy, but in order to save water, no one opened their mouths, let alone cheered.
They just put a smile on their face and pick up the pace for a minute or two.
"Someone!"
A vigilant bodyguard around him suddenly pointed to the back and shouted to everyone in the caravan.
Thank you when you meet your bosom friend, every moment is brand new, and you don’t hesitate to tip.
(end of this chapter)