Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! When he returned home, he signed for the new sofa. Qiu Ming solemnly told the props: "This is new. If it is damaged again, then your rations will be deducted."

Qiu Ming took away half of the fasting pill on the table and put it away. The props were anxious. Why should I deduct my rations? Those are mine, all of them are mine!

"Props, you are a good boy, wait for me at home honestly. If you are very good this time, I will bring you delicious food when you come back."

The props then turned anger into joy, and I knew that my dad still loved me.

Qiu Ming left the props in the living room, went to the bedroom to close the door, took out the book, slowly looked through some of the previous illustrations, and turned to a new page.

A golden light flashed, Qiu Ming disappeared, and three golden words flashed on the pages - the Nine-Colored Deer.

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Qiu Ming looked around blankly, but this time it was strange. Most of him appeared beside the woods, or he could see the trees, but this time he appeared on a Gobi Desert.

Looking around, there was a piece of yellow sand, and there was no sight of people at all, and naturally there was no direction.

When he stepped on the auspicious clouds and took off, Qiu Ming still had yellow sand all over his eyes. He calculated his fingers and ran towards that direction, auspicious.

Qiu Ming did not hesitate and flew directly into that direction. After an hour, he finally saw some people. This was a camel caravan, with a lot of things on the camel's back, which looked like a caravan.

Qiu Ming descended from not far away and slowly walked towards the camel caravan.

"My friend, did you go to the desert alone? So what good things did you bring back? We are a caravan, traveling between Persia and ancient countries, and feel that the reputation is guaranteed."

No wonder Qiu Ming felt that these people didn’t look like people from Central Plains, they turned out to be Persian merchants. In this way, this may be the legendary Silk Road.

What just made Qiu Ming wonder was why he didn't receive the mission? The first person he encountered in the past, or entered the first city, would trigger the mission, but this time it was strange.

"I just got separated from my camel caravan and had nothing on my body. By the way, I have some gold here. Can I walk out of the desert with you?"

Qiu Ming took out a gold ingot, secretly broke it into two pieces with his hands behind his back, and handed half of it to the man who looked like the leader of the Persian caravan.

"My friend is not the most recent ancient people, are they from the Central Plains? We pass through the ancient country and finally go to the Central Plains. The Central Plains are vast and the silk, porcelain, tea, etc. are all commodities that we really want to trade."

The leader of the caravan looked at Qiu Ming's dress. Although he was wearing a long gown, he was not suitable for walking in the desert. Moreover, it was very similar to the dress of a scholar he met in the Central Plains.

He knew very well that in the Central Plains, the status of scholars is far superior to that of merchants. The status of merchants is very low, so many merchants will try their best to get one or two scholars from their families to improve their social status.

This is a scholar and doesn't look like a poor scholar. He walked next door and his skin was not tanned. He must have been covered with a veil before.

Hey? Something is wrong. Since this man came over on foot in the Gobi Desert, why didn’t he see his lips dry? Could it be that he brought a lot of water? Or had he just got lost?

It is still three days away from the nearest ancient country, so it is really too dangerous to walk alone. When you take him with you, you may be able to borrow your strength to make more money this time.

"No problem, there is no need for money for the time being. I said that we have to go to Zhongyuan, and it's nothing to bring one more person along the way. It's just that the food and drinking water on the road will be consumed more. When we return, you can make up for some."

Well, when he came back, all the food and drinking water must be consumed and he needed to repurchase. If this scholar is really from a big family, then with his understanding of the people of the Central Plains, he will definitely help them prepare enough food and drinking water, and even give them some thank you gifts.

People in the Central Plains are the most hospitality, and they will not lose money if they repay the favor of a drop of water. Even if this person is not from a big family, at the worst, they will ask him for money. People in the Central Plains have a lot of face, and even if they borrow money, they will be rewarded with him.

"Okay, thank you. If the caravan encounters any trouble, you can call me and I can help." Qiu Ming said.

The caravan leader didn't take Qiu Ming's words seriously. If a person who often walks in the desert said this, he would be very happy because the other party's experience would give them considerable help.

For example, confirming the direction, finding water sources, food, etc., and judging the weather, all require sufficient experience, and you need to walk in the desert frequently to master these skills.

Seeing that Qiu Ming was so young, he probably couldn't do anything. He thought that Qiu Ming was just a polite sentence, isn't it true that people in the Central Plains are like this?

There are not many people in the caravan who know Chinese, and the rest may speak Persian, which Qiu Ming doesn't understand, so everyone has no interest in chatting, or in the desert, no one likes to chat. With one mouth, you may eat sand. Even if there is no sand, the wind blows into your mouth, which will make people lose more water.

Several caravans pointed at Qiu Ming's back, why did the leader take in this outsider? Look how strange he is, is he chanting a scripture?

When it was time to eat, someone gave Qiu Ming a piece of dry naan bread and a water bag that was almost empty. Qiu Ming refused the other party's kindness. He could have stopped eating. Usually, he liked the delicious food he liked. Qiu Ming was not interested in such things that did not care about his taste in order to fill his stomach.

Seeing that Qiu Ming didn't eat, the others were not polite and divided Qiu Ming's naan bread and drank the water. When they saw that the people in the Central Plains couldn't endure hardships. This was in the desert. What other good things do you want to eat? If you look down on our food, then you will be hungry.

In their opinion, hunger may be tolerated, but thirst is absolutely impossible. It won’t take long before the Central Plains people will come to ask them. They think that there must be something good about this Central Plains people, such as gems, and so on, which will be replaced by it.

The next day, while everyone was rushing, the guide of the camel caravan suddenly asked everyone to stop quickly and said that the black storm was coming. At that time, the wind and sand would cover the sky and the sun would be invisible.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, I saw the wind and sand blowing through the sky. The people in the caravan were lying down tightly next to the camels, surrounding themselves with blankets, ensuring that there was air and water capsules under them, and they would not be separated from everyone.

The wind and sand passed, but the surrounding environment changed a lot. The camel caravan guide found that they were lost.

When Qiu Ming was about to point the direction for everyone, he found a very strange aura rushing towards him not far away...

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