For a Prosperous World

Saiwai is mostly red, and there is nothing in sight, mostly desolate, and few people smoke.

Usually you can see a sparsely populated village for dozens of miles, and you can get some water to drink in the past.

Ordinary people do not come outside the confines for no reason. After all, the territory is barren, and horse thieves often wander around. If they encounter a few more battles between the Hans and the Huns, they simply cannot survive.

But for Gu Nan, this place is still good. She wants to find a place with few people. After all, she won't grow old. If she lives in an ordinary village, she will be treated as a monster by a long time.

Moreover, she did not want to live in Kannai.

Feet stepped on the gravel on the ground, and the sand was twirled several times by the cold wind to fly away.

Gu Nan looked up and looked to the distance. In the distance, the desert was covered with yellow sand and dust. Occasionally, one or two dead trees or a ball of hay stood on the roadside.

The reddish yellow was hot and dry, but the wind was cold. A lot of sand and soil were caught flying in mid-air, and scattered on the buckets, making scattered sounds.

Farther away, you can see some stone-built houses standing there, as well as some silhouettes. It should be a small village, but it is very conspicuous in a wasteland.

After arranging the buckets on his head, Gu Nan held the innocence in his arms and walked towards the small village. It was not easy to meet a village in such a place, and she was going to buy some water.

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"Ding Jing Ding Jing." A man drove past a mule, and a bell dangled from the mule's neck as it walked around, making a few beeps, carrying a few bags on his back and wondering what was inside .

There are not many people in this village. Most of the people on the road are wearing wide robes, and even their heads and faces are wrapped in cloth. It should be that the weather in this place is really cold.

Even Gu Nan can feel some coolness while running.

The houses on both sides are made of stones. The flattened large stones are put together and sealed with sand paste to prevent the wind from blowing in. The houses built like this will also be much stronger than thatched grasses. There will always be strong winds in Shuo Fang. , At least will not be blown down by the wind for no reason.

There was a stall by the roadside. Several people were sitting there drinking water. The water was boiled and brought out. Drink it quickly, or you won't be able to drink it for a long time.

Water vapor permeated the stalls. Gu Nan put the sword in his hand on the table and sat down. The person who looked like the owner came up and said something to her.

It should be a dialect outside the Sai, Gu Nan didn't understand, the stall owner asked for a moment and then hesitated.

"Kenri?"

These words are in the words of Shuo Fang Guan. Gu Nan could understand, although he listened awkwardly, and nodded: "Yes."

"Ah." The stall owner responded with a clear voice, grinning at the wrinkles on his face.

Although he is outside Guanguan, the villages in this area are all mixed with Guanai and Guanwai, and they all have no hostility to each other for life.

"Drink, what to drink?" The stall owner's Kannai didn't speak very well, but he understood it.

Gu Nan looked at the people at the table and said to the stall owner: "A bowl of water is just fine, then help me fill this bag."

"Okay, two money." The stall owner smiled and stretched out two fingers.

Removed the water bag from his waist and passed it, and at the same time took out two copper plates from his arms and gave them to the stall owner. This is almost the last money on her.

The stall owner went down, and Gu Nan sat at the table and looked around the village streets in idleness.

Most people on the street are people who exchange things. They are mostly things from Kannai, then they are transported here for fur, and finally they are shipped back to Kannai for money.

Gu Nan's eyes looked casually, and suddenly he stayed in one place.

It was a woman. The cloth on her head was untied and hung on her neck. Her cheeks were reddish with wind, but her skin was not that dry, but rather white.

The eyebrows are very elegant, a sense of elegance, long black hair hanging behind.

At this moment she was squatting in front of a woman, giving her a pulse, her expression on her face was serious.

The woman's pale face and a few coughs from time to time should be a symptom of cold.

Doctor, Gu Nan watched the woman crouching in front of the woman. Eyes fell on her veined hand, and she listened slightly.

Although she is studying medicine recently, she doesn't have a reliable gentleman, and she has no medicine, and her progress can be said to be very slow. Thanks to her internal interest, she has at least some basic knowledge of meridian points, otherwise she should still be in a state where she doesn't understand anything.

While Gu Nan was listening, the stall owner came up with tea, and a water bag filled with water.

Gu Nan thanked and drank tea, but heard a while of horseshoe walking on the street, because she listened attentively, but the sound of that horseshoe was loud in her ears.

The sound is a bit chaotic, maybe about three or five people.

Gu Nan's brow frowned slightly, not because of the hoof hoof, but because of the hoof hoof, she heard a slight noise in the distance outside the village.

There was a group of people rushing towards the village, riding horses, and hearing the sound of swords coming out of the sheath, which was not a good sign.

The horseshoes of three or five people in the village approached, Gu Nan looked back, and the crowd on the street turned away. They were three men in armor.

The armor pieces on his body looked cold in the sun, and the cloak dangled on the horse's back, dangling along with the horse's steps with wrinkles, and the lines on it were unknown.

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One of them was also wearing a teenager's armor.

The teenager looked around at the village, but it was not easy to meet a village outside the perimeter.

When he was out of the army, he took eight hundred pro riders, but didn't bring much supplies to catch the road, especially water. Everyone probably only took three or four bags. Since this time, I haven't seen the Hun camp, but the water has almost been drunk.

Since there was a village nearby, he also let the 800 cavalry station in the distance first, so as not to disturb the villagers. He took a few people to see if the village could get some water to replenish it.

The teenager's gaze fell on the tea stand, and when he saw the water in people's hands, he smiled, stopped the horse and turned over.

The boss of the tea stall saw the man dressed up as the military grandfather came over and quickly greeted him.

He had great eyesight, and at a glance he saw that this should be the army in the pass rubbing his hands, and said nervously, "Army, general, is there anything wrong?"