The two people's acquaintance is very simple.

The backpackers wanted to hike to the Earth, so they found out about the camel caravan.

Hanguli's eyes that are both desert passion and oriental and soft, can attract the attention of those who want to ask for it.

So the backpacker naturally chose Hanguli to inquire.

As long as it is a camel caravan, it must be heading south in Kur City, which means it will inevitably go to the direction of the earth. Although they cannot say that backpackers will be sent to the end, they can lead him to nearly half of the journey.

The process is also extremely simple.

The backpacker showed Hanguli and the captain of the Camel Corps his ID card. The photos on it were 70% similar to those of the backpacker, but this was enough.

Truthfully, the ID photos are 60% similar, that would be great.

The name on the ID card is displayed as Wang Er.

Zhang San Li Si Si Wang Er, this is probably the most common name in a certain era in this world.

When Wang Er introduced himself, Han Guli smiled even more like a butterfly flying in flowers.

Because Wang Er introduced it like this:

"My name is Wang Er, from Shu, and my nickname is Ergou..."

Hanguli went to college in the south, so he naturally knew that in many rural areas, he liked to give his children a very cheap name, and superstitiously said that it would be easier to support him.

However, when the name Ergouzi is paired with Wang Er's vicissitudes and cool appearance, Hanguli still smiles like a blooming flower.

So, Ergou Brother on the way.

The sun sets, golden yellow sand.

The boundless desert is like the waves and the breeze is rising and falling.

The camel caravan slowly walked in this beautiful and shocking world, so quiet and so free.

Hanguli's three camels followed at the end of the team. She was born in the desert and was born with the enthusiasm of people in the desert, but the study in the Central Plains gave her the implicitness of the East.

So she put the camel caravan behind her and chatted with Wang Erhai in a broad sky.

"Brother Ergou, drink water!"

Wang Er took the water bag and put the water in his mouth as if he was drinking, and then slowly and gently put it into his throat, so that the water can be absorbed best.

Hanguli's eye sockets are very deep and her eyelashes are long. With the high nose bridge, a face seems to be carved straight.

The golden sunlight spread on her face, adding this three-dimensional beauty.

"Brother Ergou, come to our village first. There is nothing good about the ears of the Earth. Our oasis is beautiful."

Wang Er looked at the map in his hand and asked:

"Sister Hanguli, where is your village?"

Hanguli pointed to the northwest direction of the ear of the earth and said:

"Here, here is very beautiful, and summer is even more beautiful."

Wang Er nodded and said:

"Okay, then let's go to your village first."

When Hanguli heard Wang Er agreeing to go to their village, she grinned happily. She never concealed her joy.

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She looked at Wang Er's face that never showed any expressions, thinking in her heart how to persuade this man to celebrate the Spring Festival in her village, and even the Nuoruzi Festival together. It would be better... not to leave.

"That way, there will be two teachers in the school."

Hanguli thought, feeling happy.

When it was dark, the camel caravan stopped at a bare earth corner under the guidance of flashlights and torches.

Looking at these earthen corners, Guyu should be ancient city walls, but now there are only three incomplete sides left, and they are all broken and damaged.

Hanguli led the camel to stop on the wallless side, tied it to a half-lost dead poplar, then took off the leather felt on the camel and said to Wang Er:

"I'm going to stay here tonight. If you don't have any skin felt, just put your clothes on and squeeze with me."

Wang Er was completely speechless. It would be pleasant to lie with such a beautiful girl, not to mention the skin felt, even lying directly on the cold yellow sand.

This leather felt is three layers, like a sleeping bag.

The bottom layer is camel leather, which is very thick.

The middle layer is sheepskin, with the wool facing upwards, which is the two layers of mattress separated by the coolness.

The top layer is also sheepskin, with the wool facing downwards, fluffy and soft. When people get in, they feel warm and comfortable all over, and they don’t even feel overwhelmed.

Every time they enter the city, they need to walk for a few days, and they are inevitably spending nights in the desert, so such skin felt is indispensable.

Hanguli's leather felt is originally a single person, but it is quite big enough. It is enough to sleep with two people, but it is inevitable that the shoulders will touch each other.

The ruined ancient city is left with only these walls, which are as messy as the gullies formed by loess mounds.

The people from the camel caravan laid their skin felt in these gullies, drank some horse milk wine, and ate some jerky meat, and then they all got into the skin felt and fell asleep.

There are also some people who can't sleep, whisper in a place, echoing in the gully, losing the meaning of language, and it sounds like the cicadas in summer.

In the ravines hidden on the edge, there are also time when young men and women are reluctant to give up any pleasure. The sound of panting echoes with the concealed breathing, making the meaningless moan turn into a language.

The sound made Hanguli feel a little hot because beside her, a tall and strong man was lying in the quilt. The two of them had shoulders next to each other, and they were quite tight. The most important thing was that the skin on the backs of their hands was next to each other, and she could feel that the big hand was very hot.

"He won't do anything, right? You can't ask him to do anything, otherwise he will be too miserable."

She secretly glanced at the side with her big eyes, and saw the knife-like outline with the light of the bonfire.

Wang Er closed his eyes and was very quiet. This inexplicable silence made Han Guli a little disappointed.

"Am I not beautiful?"

Just when Hanguli was suspicious of herself, Wang Er's eyes suddenly opened. He did not look at Hanguli, but asked in a low voice:

"There are wolves screams. Are there any wolves in the desert this season?"

Hanguli listened with his ears, but did not hear the wolf cries. Instead, he heard the gritting sound of a woman in a corner at a critical moment.

"Of course there are some, and the wolves in this season are all in large groups, so we would rather slander and rush to camp in this ancient city, just because we are afraid that if we encounter a wolves siege, we can defend more here.

But it has been rare in recent years. The wolf young man on the grassland is rare here."

Wang Er said curiously:

"The wolf here is the wolf from the grassland?"

Hanguli said "yes" and said:

"Yes, the wolves in the grassland. This season, there is very little food for wolves, so in summer, the group of wolves will gather together and become a huge wolf pack.

Such a huge pack of wolves will compete for food for hunting grounds. Often, wolves who were defeated and expelled from the grassland come here to spend the winter. Hunger makes such wolves even more cruel and bold. Didn’t we all carry hunting rifles and scimitars?”

Wang Er nodded, as if he had listened again, and then his originally tight facial muscles relaxed slightly and soon fell asleep.

Hanguli was very frustrated and fell into self-doubt again.

It was just dawn the next day.

The desert in winter is really too cold around dawn.

But the skin felt was very warm because the two people left each other warmth on each other.

When Han Guli woke up, she treated Wang Er as a pillow. Looking at Wang Er's clear eyes, she probably woke up long ago, but she just didn't have the nerve to disturb him.

This made Hanguli a little hot, just a little bit.

What surprised Wang Er was that he had just gotten out of the skin felt and before he could adapt to the coldness of dawn, a man in his forties came to him.

This person is the captain of the camel caravan and the village chief of those oasis villages. His name is Halahan, and he is said to be a descendant of noble blood.

He came to Wang Er with a large porcelain bowl, handed over and said good morning greetings.

Wang Er picked up the big bowl and found that the tentacles were cold. It was not heated at all, and the cold water passed through the desert winter night.

Looking at Wang Er's surprised eyes, Halahan laughed:

"Young foreigner, I drank it in one breath, one breath!"

Wang Er was a little puzzled. He probably couldn't drink such a big bowl of ice water on this cold morning.

He couldn't help but look at Hanguli, hoping that this beautiful girl would explain to him what she was going to do.

Unexpectedly, Han Guli looked at Wang Er with a blushing face and said:

"I drank it in one breath. This is our custom..."
Chapter completed!