After all, Gao Qiang had not recovered from the cold. Although he was filled with hot soup, his head was still dizzy and he fell asleep soon. At night, the girl Hui'er did not come again, but four strong men came!

These four people were all dressed as Mongolian warriors, not very tall, about 1.65 meters, but they were all thick and powerful. Gao Qiang looked at their faces full of flesh and was shocked. He lost all his martial arts skills and was now sick in bed. He really didn't know what these people were going to do.

The four of them came to Gao Qiang's bed and stood on all sides. Gao Qiang was shocked. Could it be that four of them would be dismembered? He wouldn't even have any value for use, right?

They all bent down together and grabbed one of the legs of the bed. Gao Qiang felt the bed swaying slightly, and he lifted the bed with the bed quilt. The four warriors walked directly outside the door.

Gao Qiang was worried and didn't know what they were going to do. The stone gate had never been locked in the past two days, but Gao Qiang was powerless. Although he could take care of his own physical chores, it was almost impossible to get out and avoid so many masters and escape.

Now, he sat honestly on the bed and let the four people carry themselves out.

The feeling of being high above, coupled with the atmosphere created by the surrounding Buddhist sculptures and murals, the dress of Mongolian warriors around him, and the Western Region monks walking back and forth, Gao Qiang suddenly became a trance, feeling a little like a boy's reincarnation.

After walking down a circle, he only took a few dozen steps, and then he pushed open a stone door. Gao Qiang always looked familiar. After entering, he saw the straw all over the ground, and he smiled bitterly, realizing that he had been sent back by someone else.

The four warriors didn't say a word, let him go and left. Gao Qiang was too lazy to ask, and it would be useless to know that he would ask.

The cold wind whizzed in, Gao Qiang got out of bed. The house was obviously made to make people suffer. The house was square and the wind tunnel was evenly distributed. No matter where he hid, the effect was actually the same, and he couldn't help but feel resentment in his heart.

Helplessly, no matter whether he was sick or not, he struggled to get out of bed, and carried all the straw to the bed and piled it to the wind. He hid behind the straw pile, and then wrapped himself up with a quilt to keep him warm.

Despite this, whenever the wind blew, he still trembled all over his body, but his forehead was full of fever. Because of the wind, the temperature in the room was extremely low. Even if he had straw as a barrier, he could not resist the severe cold in the air.

"Who is it! Who is it? Who is it? Who made me come back!"

Gao Qiang viciously cursed those who locked him in it and wanted to run outside the door, but when he heard the sound of the thick iron chains on the door, he was desperate.

"I really want to kill me!"

Without internal strength, Gao Qiang is no different from an ordinary person at this moment. He is trembling in the cold. After a while, he finally loses his strength, becomes dizzy, has a fever again, and feels back.

When she woke up again, Gao Qiang opened her eyes, as if she was illusion--and returned to the house with the wind. She still held the hand of the girl named Huier in her hand. She was still wearing a braid, and she was lying forward on her upper body, and fell asleep.

After walking around, I turned back.

Gao Qiang was confused. Who was teasing himself? Or was it a dream?

After a while, Huier moved, but still woke up, opened her eyes, looked at Gao Qiang, and said in a warm voice: "Brother Wuji, do you feel better?"

Gao Qiang nodded involuntarily and said, "Well, it's much better."

"That's good!" Hui'er's face flashed with joy, she turned and pulled off the hand she was holding in Gao Qiang's palm, turned around and left. Gao Qiang noticed that there were still two faint fingerprints on it.

After a while, he brought a bowl of fragrant rice porridge to him, which was like a strong pot, without any gentleness to give Gao Qiang. Fortunately, Gao Qiang was used to the high temperature, and this time he didn't call him hot, he almost choked to death.

After dinner, Gao Qiangba smacked his lips. In order to have the next meal, he decided to please the little girl and said, "Sister Hui'er, can I tell you a story? You want to listen to the story of a hero fighting, I don't know this, but I know the story of a hero defeating a war. Do you listen to it?"

Hui'er sneered at him and said disdainfully: "Is it still a hero if I lose the battle? Brother Wuji, you are so stupid!"

Gao Qiang shook his head and said, "Sister Hui'er, you are still young. I have never heard a saying that heroes are not judged by success or failure. Some heroes may not necessarily succeed."

Huier thoughtfully and nodded, "It seems to make some sense. Brother Wuji, tell your story!"

Gao Qiang immediately told the story of the hero Guo Jing and his wife trapped Xiangyang City. He knew that the land was not detailed, so he said it was rather vague, but he roughly explained the meaning.

"Look! They knew that Xiangyang's city was not protected, but they still had to stay there and die in the country. This was the act of heroes!"

Hui'er burst into laughter after hearing this and said, "What else do I do to be a hero? In front of my Yuan army, who can stop the progress? These two people are so pedantic. They still have to stay there even though they know they have to die. They are really fools."

Gao Qiang was angry when he heard this, and couldn't help but say sarcastically: "It seems that Meng Ge was killed by the Condor Heroes Yang Guo? It seems that the Yuan Dynasty was unable to continue to move forward after expanding the territory for thousands of miles in the Western Regions, right? Then the eastern expedition to Fusang never passed again, right?"

At this time, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the country was unstable. At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Mongolia wanted to go on an expedition to Fusang with its sharp spirit. As a result, it encountered a storm. The fleet was blown into pieces and was destroyed and it was destroyed. It was no longer able to expedition to the east.

Most of the Mongols' expeditions were bloody and inhumane. There was an order to kill all men who were above the wheel. However, in later generations, many people were a pity, why didn't they conquer Japan?

At present, the Mongols were divided into several major khanates, and the Yuan Dynasty was just a big country. In name, other khanates were led by him. In fact, they had long disobeyed their commands and even attacked each other, so there were some.

The example given by Gao Qiang is true. Huier suddenly stood up, her face turned red, and she held it in her arms for a long time, and said angrily: "That's all bad luck. Humph, our descendants of Genghis Khan have the blood of the Golden Family flowing in their bodies! In the future, we will be great heroes who gallop across the earth to conquer all people!"

Her voice was crisp and gentle, but she had indescribable firmness, and her little face was flushed because of anger.

After saying that, the little girl stomped her feet and vented her breath. She turned around and walked out. She took two steps, turned back suddenly, picked up the bowl beside the bed, and angrily hit the ground. There was only a crisp sound of bang, and the best celadon bowl broke and fell all over the ground.

Gao Qiang's head buzzed, and a few words echoed in his mind - we are descendants of Genghis Khan! The blood of the Golden Family flows in our bodies! In the future, we will be great heroes galloping across the earth!

These words were said in a loud and thrilling manner, but obviously they did not come from a young daughter's house. She must have heard others say too much, so she said it in a hurry.

Gao Qiang has only two words in his mind: Zhao Min! Zhao Min!

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