Chapter 567: White hair silver sand

Gao Jie and Hu Bugui were talking and laughing, and saw Lin Wanrong jumping from Li Wuling's carriage, staring at the boss, with a black face like charcoal, and went straight to this side.
"What's wrong ?!" Lao Gao looked at each other, his heart filled with doubts.
Hu Bugui took the water sac hanging from his waist and handed it to Lin Wanrong: "Innocently hot! General Lin, hurry up and drink saliva!"
Lin Wanrong wiped her sweat, waved her hand, and blocked the water bag back: "Brother Hu, you can use it, I just drank it."
Looking at his dry, white lips, Hu Bugui frowned, and whispered, "What has been drunk, the general don't coax me! You poured all the water in your water pouch into the water pouch of little plums yesterday. , When have you drank the water? General, you feel sorry for your brother, but you also need to take care of your body. "
Hu is a caring person. Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Brother Hu, rest assured. When I am really thirsty, I will look for you. You also know that I am the most cunning person, how can I be polite to you, haha!"
Seeing Lin Wanrong grinning, knowing that it would be useless to persuade him, Hu Bugui had to withdraw the water bag.
"Brother Lin, is this what you mean by the Silk Road?" Gao Gai glanced around, the wind roared, Huang Shamiao Miao, although the night was gradually falling, the heat emitted by Huang Sha was still burning. The soles of the feet are hot like fire, and the soaked clothes are tightly against the back, which is extremely uncomfortable.
The desert march is no better than the plain. In order to prevent the sun from consuming the energy and water for no reason, everyone is day and night. When the sun is full, they are stationed and rested. When the sun sets, they set off and marched overnight. This is so. The power of the desert sea is far beyond their imagination. It took them more than an hour to stop and rest for a while.
"Neither silk is seen. No road. This name is too bad to be true!" Lao Gao's face flushed hot, and he asked with a sigh of confusion.
"This is not a fake Silk Road, but this Silk Road is not the road you have imagined everywhere." Lin Wanrong shook his head with a smile: "Simply speaking, this Silk Road is our Dahua , The trade and transportation line leading to another continent. Because our Dahua silk is smooth, beautiful, and beloved. Businessmen who travel between Eurasia. Most like to put silk camels on horseback and humpback. Therefore, this road has a beautiful name, called the Silk Road. "
Lao Gao was dizzy. I don't understand what the land on the other side of the world is, Eurasia. But listening to Brother Lin's story about the Silk Road, it is indeed a happy thing on the journey. He nodded again and again, and laughed.
perhaps. The less you know, the happier you will be. Look at Hu Bugui's simple and honest smile. Lin Wanrong suddenly felt envious of them—simple may not be a blessing!
Just about to joke with them, but there was a doubtful voice around him: "The other side of the world, Eurasia, where is that ?! Where are you going?"
Lin Wanrong turned her head and saw a beautiful and pure face, looking at herself quietly, but a Turkic girl Crescent. She doesn't know when it will arrive. Stood beside him. The steps are light like a tanuki.
In this vast sea of ​​death, the scorching sun and yellow sand. No grass grows. Escape into the desert by yourself is tantamount to digging a grave. With the intelligence of the Turkic girl, she would never do such a fool. Lin Wanrong didn't even bother to tie her. She was given full freedom, and she could run away whenever she could!
Yuga's eyes widened, her red lips bite, her face full of questions and longing, waiting for his answer.
Lin Wanrong hesitated and ignored her, and beckoned to Hu Bugui: "Two big brothers, let's change the place to tell a story. Someone here is washing too clean. I don't like it."
Although Lao Hu could not understand the titan in his words, but looking at that attitude, he also knew that he was posing to Crescent Moon.
Yu Jia knew what he meant, and could not help but look at him with an angry and funny look, humming his head and humming: "Man stupid, stupid man!"
These two places looked weird and weird. Lao Gao blinked straight, and he simply didn't leave. He sat on the ground with a smile, and said, "Since the rest, let's have a rest. Everyone sit down and listen to Brother Lin Put the dragons out! "
He fell to the ground with his buttocks, but yelled, his teeth grinning and jumping. Hu Bugui smiled: "Brother Gao is so bold, you dare to sit on the ground with such hot sand."
"It has nothing to do with the sand, there is something on the ground!" Lao Gao resentfully scolded, and then he just sat down and kicked. A loud bang came, and several people opened their eyes at the same time, looking horrified. Lao Gao didn't lie, there really was something under the sand.
Lin Wanrong squatted down and couldn't care about his hands. He hurried away the sand, and several people stared at him.
The silver sand layered away was actually a dry tree stump. This stump originally had the thickness of two strong men's waist and limbs, but lost water and gradually withered. Only a few slaps were left.
"What kind of tree is this that can live in the sea of ​​death ?!" Yu Jia still looked at her mouth and wondered who she was ... she crouched slowly. He reached out with Lin Wanrong side by side, and slowly stroked the old trunk.
Lin Wanrong hissed a long breath: "This is called Populus euphratica, but it is the most tenacious tree species in the world. My ancestors once praised it-live without death for a thousand years, die without falling for a thousand years, instead of Withered for a thousand years-it means that its vitality is stubborn and no one is invincible. "
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"The most tenacious tree ?!" Yu Jia gently rubbed the dead tree trunk, shaking her head and sighing, "Life is not dead, death is not fallen, and it is not dead. The life of three thousand years is not as good as this Robble land. The sea of ​​death is pathetic, and sorrowful. "
"She said Robbie-where is Robbie?" Gao chief whispered to Brother Lin.
"Robull? Oh, it might be a small village in Turki, not very famous." Lin Wanrong touched his nose and explained with a grin.
"Ignorant." Yu Jia glanced at him and hummed. "Robbel is what you call Lop Nur. In our Turkic language, Lop Nur is called Lop Nur. It means the beautiful lake where thousands of waters gather-hum, it turns out Lop Nur is a small village, in the eyes of Wo Lao Gong. It is not famous-Yu Jia has taught you erudition. "
Lin Wanrong's old face became hot. Haha said: "Well Turkic language. It's not good to remember but it's hard to remember. I can't help but forget it for a while."
Hu Bugui laughed: "What-the beautiful lake where thousands of waters gather-laughs to death. This is a world of yellow sand, rabbits don't shit, where is there any lake."
The high chief also agreed to laugh. Yu Jia shook her head slightly. Disdainfully said, "You big Chinese. You do n’t know your own history. How can you not be bullied? This Lop Nur was a huge lake thousands of years ago. You were famous in the pre-Qin times and geographies" Shan Hai Jing " The Lop Nur is called-Youze. There was once-three hundred miles wide. Its water pavilion. It does not increase or decrease in winter and summer-the reputation of the land, and there are many other names, such as Peacock Sea, Luopu Pond. Lake. As a Chinese, you know nothing about it. Even Turks like me are ashamed of you. "
Lao Hu and Lao Gao played with swords and knives from a young age. The favorite thing to read is the picture album. Where can I read the Classic of Mountains and Seas? A few words from the Turkic girl, she was suddenly hit. Bowed his head in shame.
Lin Wanrong haha ​​laughed: "There is a specialty in surgery. Understanding history. It is not to let us remember everything and remember everything clearly. If so. Then everyone has become a historian. Say no Be polite. Ms. Yu Jia, even if you think of yourself as Bo Gutong today, you may not be familiar with your Turkic affairs-- "
Crescent Moon smiled proudly: "However, I do n’t know about the facts of Turkic history."
"So powerful?" Lin Wanrong's eyes rolled. Hehe said: "Then I'll just say hello. Excuse me, Miss Yu Jia. How many concubines did the first generation of Turkic Khan have?"
"I Turkian Khan praised the women back and forth. A total of eighty-nine people." Yuga disdain: "You ask what to do, I coax you, you may not know."
"He has so many women. That's more than my stallion." Lin Wanrong haha ​​laughed: "Then you know your first generation of Khan, the first time you see these women, where do you look?
This kind of question also came out-too nasty. But I love it! !! Hu Bugui and Gao chief looked at each other. The eyes are dazzling. Laughed loudly.
Yu Jia flushed red with anger, "You. You are indecent!"
"I'm indecent ?! It's because you want to get out of the way." Lin Wanrong joked: "Let me give you a Turkic history lesson. Your Khan, first sight of a woman. Of course it's a woman's face Now. Otherwise, where do you think it will be? Look at the legs and look at the bottom. Is that seeing ?! That is indecent !!! "
Yu Jia was stunned, and then came to consciousness. This rogue is playing word games, even Tian Khan was scolded by him.
The high chief slaps his hands, and the thief smiles and smiles: "It's so good to look at people first and look at the face. In a word, tell the true nature of a man. High, really high!"
Looking at Lin Wanrong's proud look. The Turkic girl was angry and annoyed, anxious to go up and give him two punches, and then gritted her teeth a long time ago, "It is clearly you who seduced me to deliberately want to split. You, this person will only mess around!
Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed: "It's really a crime to add. No problem. Little sister, you're too powerful. You open your mouth horizontally. Why are you right and let people not live?"
Why is there no guilty of the crime of "Yuga"? He deliberately used homophony to ridicule himself, and the Turkic girl was clever and intelligent, and could not hear it. But she couldn't figure it out. Obviously it is his own predominant thing. How could he be completely turned over by this ruthless whisperer? What is he capable of?
"Well, since you want to tell the origin of Lop Nur, then I will also tell a beautiful story." Lin Wanrong smiled slowly and said slowly: "A long time ago, there was a young man born in the royal family called Lop Nur, who was handsome and handsome He looks like me. Robb is unwilling to inherit the throne. He has to go across the desert to study singing and dancing in Guizi. When he walked to the Tarim Basin, he lost his way, and he was fainted by hunger and thirst. He was dying But was rescued by the daughter of Fengshen Milan. This Milanese girl is innocent and lovely and beautiful and kind. The two fell in love at first sight, love and hard to separate. Fengshen found that her daughter fell in love with a mortal, and was so angry that she was blinded. Robb's eyes broke, Milan's legs were broken, and they were blown to the east and west deserts, punishing them for life.
He said he paused here. Yu Jia was so enthusiastic and said, "What happened later, what happened to them later?"
Whenever a girl listens to a love story, she will question the result. This is the unshakable metro law. Lin Wanrong laughed secretly and shook his head, sighing: "The two of them are on the other side. They ca n’t meet each other, but the thought is like a knife. The sword is so old. The beautiful girl Milan, misses lovers every day. Overnight. Green silk turns white hair. Tears converge into a river. Gathered into a crystal lake. This is the legendary Lop Nur. Thousands of years ago in Lop Nur. Lakes and mountains, blue water and blue sky. Many rivers flow into it. Connected in a vein. It seems like pearls spilled on the ground. It is said. That was the girl's tears of affection. "
"Later, the Milan girl missed her illness. The soul turned away from heaven. That night. The sky and the earth changed. The lake dried up and the beautiful Lop Nur disappeared. Only the silver sands on the earth are left. Legend has it that the silver sands on the earth and the earth. It is a girl with white hair. This allusion is called tears like Milan, white hair and silver sand. "
When it comes to storytelling, Lin recognized the second, and no one in the world dare to recognize the first. His tongue is brilliant, compared to Yuga's boring introduction to the past. He is simple, straightforward and easy to understand. This Lop Nur is historically irritated, old and young. Even Lao Gao and Hu Bugui don't return. He was fascinated.
"Tears are like Milan. White hair and silver sand!" Yu Jia could not help lowering her head. Gently whispered, expired hope and longing in his eyes. This rogue is like a storyteller. I used a crossword puzzle to annoy myself. The latter story is unforgettable. One vulgar and one elegant. The contrast is strong. In particular, "tears are like Milan and gray hair and silver sand". Although he knowingly fabricated it casually. But it is memorable and unforgettable.
Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "How is it? This story is fun? How about the Shan Hai Jing?"
"It's all codification. I don't believe it." Yuga lowered her head. Gently stroked the poplar tree. Said weakly.
High chief thumbs up. Infinitely admired: "Brother Lin. I found that I love listening to your stories more and more. No wonder so many princesses like you! This boring and lonely march, can you tell us every half hour? What about storytelling? "
This kinky. When am I a fairy tale king? Lin Wanrong hesitated, can't wait to kick the old boy in a kick.
After a few words, Hu Bugui moved away the stump of Populus euphratica, and when Yu Guang flashed, Yu Jia exclaimed. Hugging Lin Wanrong's arm tightly.
Look up. Under that stump. An eerie bone was revealed. Yuga was pale with fright. Holding Lin Wanrong's arm. Do not dare to let go for a moment.
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Women are really strange animals. They can kill without blinking, but they can't raise their heads in front of ants or cockroaches. Lin Wanrong sighed. They dug the stump with Lao Gao, but they saw that there were dense white bones everywhere.
Bones crisscross. Messy shape. There are horse bones, there are also bones. Initially counted, at least 20 or 30 people looked like, I do not know how many years have died.
"Brother Lin. Why, how could anyone die here ?!" Lao Gao killed more people, but in this boundless desert, suddenly he saw the piles of ugly bones, but he was afraid.
Lin Wanrong sighed longly: "The Silk Road is not only beautifully ground silk, but also white bone. These are our pioneers."
This is a caravan on the Silk Road ~ EbookFREE.me ~ evidenced by dozens of silk wood rolls in the nearly decaying land. It may be because the forage was cut off and eventually buried in the desert.
Beside the white bone, there are still some residual fragments and zero horns, which seem to be dry sheepskin. Yu Jia said nothing, and arranged it carefully.
Hu Bugui took a few glances and was surprised: "There seems to be words! There are Dahua, and Turkic! Strange, how can we Dahua and Hu people get together in Lop Nur ?!"
No wonder about this, Lin Wanrong nodded and said, "The Silk Road belongs not only to us, but also to other nations. It is a channel for the integration of all ethnic groups. The merchants on the Silk Road, regardless of Dahua and Turk, are brave. The forerunners are our predecessors. Even if they are two different ethnic groups, they can help each other and prosper together. "
Yu Jia glanced up at him, as if thinking about the meaning of his words. She was thinking a little, her eyes gradually bewildered, and she was silent ...
Regarding Lop Nur, most of the legendary poems in this chapter are true, and the Milanese story is also a true model. This article is slightly improved. Tears, such as the allusions in Milan and the white-haired silver sandy land, are purely made by the third brother. Brothers who are proficient in geographical history should not be more authentic.