Chapter 568: Love poem

"General, look—" Hu Bugui dug open the sand and carefully cleared the remains under the stump, and suddenly found something and called out loud.
Lin Wanrong heard the prestige. Under the thick sand, two complete remains were faintly exposed. The two bones were tightly cuddled together, their fingers tightly interlocked and lying quietly on the ground. Many years of wind and rain have blown their flesh away, leaving only white bones.
Yu Jia stared at the tightly-connected remains, and whispered, "It looks like a man and a woman!"
"Maybe still a couple, how could they die in this desert ?!" Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed. The Turkic girl had squatted down, slowly prying away the sand beside the remains, and some sheepskin fragments were faintly revealed. The sheepskin has been dried up by the wind and sun, and has broken into pieces. Yu Jia was a good temper. She gently wiped away the dust and sand, piece by piece of the broken sheepskin.
This sheepskin is written in Chinese and Turkic. Although the handwriting is incomplete, the meaning is still clear. The Turkic girl identified carefully, her face gradually quieted down, and she suddenly sighed, shaking her head gently, a few stuns appeared on her face.
Seeing that Yu Jia didn't mean to stop herself, Lin Wanrong put her face together and smiled, "What is this? Is it a treasure map or a martial arts cheat ?! Every time you encounter an adventure, you will come across a good thing, as it is written in the novel. . "
This man really got into Qian's eyes, and Yu Jia glared at him angrily: "Why beautiful things will always become so vulgar in your eyes-see for yourself."
I don't know where to provoke this woman again, her expression gradually cooled down, staring at Lin Wanrong without saying a word.
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Lin Wanrong stepped forward. Staring at the sheepskin for a while, the look suddenly became weird. He wanted to laugh, but was embarrassed.
Seeing Brother Lin's eyebrows, weird expression, Gao Jie could not help but interjected: "Brother Lin, what is written on it?"
Lin Wanrong sighed and shook his head: "Nothing, just a very old love letter."
"Ancient love letter?" Hu Bugui said with a smile: "It's strange. As a love letter, how can it be written in two languages? It is impossible to die. They also want to translate their love letters into multiple languages." Gao Chief nodded his head, apparently agreed with Hu Bugui's opinion.
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Lin Wanrong looked at the embracing remains. Shen Chan said: "The reason why it is written in two languages ​​is because this couple is from different nationalities. This man is our big Chinese, and the woman is a Turkic woman."
Dahua men and Turkic women? Hu Bugui looked at each other. For hundreds of years, Dahua and Turkic have been hostile, and the youth of the two ethnic groups have fallen in love, which is something that both sides are extremely afraid of. I did not expect to be in the depths of this sea of ​​death. But there are such a pair of alien puppets buried.
"This Dahua young man was born into the scholarly family. He fell into disappointment, abandoned his business, and traveled between Dahua and Turkic. He happened to encounter this Turkic woman by chance, and the two gradually developed feelings and settled for life. . But because of the years of war between the two countries, they have deep grievances, and their relationship has met with opposition from everyone. This Turkic woman was exchanged for fifty horses by the tribe, and she was probably a warrior of the same tribe. "
Having said that, Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed: "It's really impossible not to criticize you-people are not goods, how can you just make a living deal like this? What do you think of your fellow citizens?"
He stared at Yuga, and everyone knew what he said. The Turkic girl raised her head and stubbornly said, "Where can your Dahua people take care of my spleen ?!"
"Don't let us control it, so there's such a tragedy! Isn't it your clan's compulsion, will they die?" Lin Wanrong pointed at the remains on the ground, his voice a little louder and annoyed.
Yu Jia glanced at him, squeezed her fist, and said coldly, "Why only say that we are Turks? Why do n’t you say Dahua? Those who are opposed to this family relationship have a share! If you want to kill them, you will be indispensable. Sin! "
Seeing the tit-for-tat quarrel between the two, Lao Gao and Lao Hu glanced at each other with a strange feeling in their hearts. Originally, it was common for these two wits to fight, but like today, it is rare to have to fight back and forth with each sentence. It seems that Yujiadi really caused General Lin.
Lao Gao Nana laughed and said in two voices: "Brother Lin, it's not over yet. Since the woman was promised to someone else, how did she get along with her and come to Lop Nur together?"
"Elopement, what can I do." Lin Wanrong shook his head and said helplessly: "They fled the night before the wedding, but they were found by this woman's tribe. The helpless being chased, as soon as the two gritted their teeth, they got into this inhumane. The sea of ​​death. They happened to meet this caravan and dreamed to follow them through the Silk Road, -teng-wen-xue hand-to-hand. Looking for their own world. I do n’t say that you know what happened, they walked in The sea of ​​death never came out again. Since then it has turned into a pile of white bones in the desert, and is no longer separated from life to life. The prime hand is green, the light is blue, the dust is half, and the sand is half. Double flower!-, Alas, good poems and good poems, this dear brother, not only writes good love poems, this romantic spirit also has the style of my year. "
It turned out that Hu Bugui heard the emotions before they heard Brother Brother Lin telling the story of the white-haired silver sand. I did not expect that a realistic version would be staged in a blink of an eye.
After listening to him reading the poem, Yu Jia stunned for a long time before shaking his head and sighing, "Poetry is good poetry, and people are infatuated. No wonder they can make us Turkic women's hearts. It is hundreds of times stronger than those gangsters who do not learn and do nothing. Now. "
This girl is also sarcastic? When it comes to poetry and infatuation, I'm a hundred times better than this man. Lin Wanrong laughed twice, pretending not to hear her, and put her head in front of Yu Jia: "Little Crescent Moon Girl, what do you write in the love letter of the Turkic girl, can you tell me to see it too?"
"Do you understand?" The Turkic girl gave him a white look, carefully holding the sheepskin in her hand.
When it comes to Turkic language, Lin Wanrong is indeed a poor donkey. He smiled helplessly two times, hehe said: "There are some languages ​​that are common in the world, and I can understand them without learning. Miss Yu Jia. Can you miss this suicide note too? What will Turkic women write Sample love letter, I really want to know 唉 "
Looking at his hippie smile and full of curiosity, Yu Jia's cheeks were slightly red. She stared at the sheepskin in her hand and lowered her head and said quietly: "I am a fish in the desert, and I miss you tears, It will be a never-drying stream in my life! "
Lin Wanrong stayed for a long time before sighing: "Crescent Crescent, is this really the love poem left by the Turkic woman?"
Yuga didn't look up either, and said softly, "It was indeed written by our Turkic women."
"It's pretty good. Turks have talented women, too." Lin Wanrong clapped and said, "Our Dahua Erlang is really good. He turned the Turki talented woman and ran away. He refused to surrender when killed. Such a majestic momentum, and I There is a fight for that.
Look at the thief smiling. Yu Jia snorted involuntarily, and said slightly, "Majestic. What abominable Dahua men you will seduce our Turkic daughter!"
Can this blame us? Lin Wanrong laughed and spread his hands and said, "Little Crescent Moon, your theory is really strange. If you infer it, can I say the same thing-abominable Turkic women, who like to seduce our Dahua men most! ! "
"You--" Yu Jia couldn't hear what he meant. She blushed with anger. Turning angrily, he ignored him.
Lin Wanrong nodded. He sighed infinitely: "But this love poem is really good, at least, I like it!"
"Don't listen!" Yu Jia covered her ears with anger. Perhaps because it was too hot, her cheeks turned red.
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Lin Wanrong said silently: "These are the pioneers of the Silk Road. Regardless of whether they are Dahuas or Turks, they have the courage and spirit of exploration, and they are worthy of our respectful seniors. Brother Hu has converged their remains , Be buried. "
The sorrow of the dead rabbit and the fox, the dead bones on the Silk Road, have witnessed the ruthlessness of the sea of ​​death. They and the five thousand soldiers are real fellows.
The atmosphere was depressing for a moment, and Hu did not respond. He called for several soldiers, dug a large pit, and buried the white bones. The infatuated pair of men and women depended on each other for life and death, and they separated each other with quicksand, and built a grave for the two of them alone, and buried the sheepskin full of love poems.
Looking at the white bones that are gradually covered by sand and dust, no matter how glorious and rich they were, they will eventually turn into loess. At this moment, it seems that it is not so important who the Dahuas and the Turks are.
Lin Wanrong knelt down first, hoeing to the pioneers of the Silk Road. When Yu Jia saw him move like this, she was slightly hesitant. She hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth, slowly kneeling beside him. Boiling