Chang Sihao woke up slowly, only to feel the pain of burning all over his body, his body moved slightly, and his bones rattled between his bones, and he was so tired that he seemed to have a long nightmare.

Sitting up, opening his eyes, his eyes were as green as spring, the sun was shining through the branches and leaves, dazzling himself, and suddenly he felt that the sky was spinning, dizzy and nauseous, and he hurriedly closed his eyes, but his mind still seemed to be spinning.

The whistling sound in my ears is the same as before, and although the raging tornado storm is far away, it seems to leave a small doppelganger in my ears.

He picked his nose, only to feel that his throat was dry and itchy, coughed, and spit out a few mouthfuls of residual sand, the sand grains were dry, and there was not even a trace of saliva on it.

After a long pause, the dizziness in his brain gradually faded, and he opened his eyes again, only to realize that he was actually on the branch of a big tree. I don't know how many years this tree has been born, it is extremely stout, with many branches and leaves, and although it is a branch, it has more than one to hold.

This time it was sudden and unexpected, Chang Sihao couldn't help but panic for a while, hurriedly flickered, and fell from the tree. The body fell to the ground, and the dead leaves flew away.

He didn't feel much pain, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the forest was deep, there was no path or road, and the dead leaves on the ground had accumulated a thick layer over the years, becoming a cushion for cushioning.

Looking around, there is a damp rot atmosphere around, and between the trees, the light fog is confused, and I don't know where to go through the forest. The Changhe Treasure Knife given by Master Cheng was lost in the sandstorm, and he didn't know where it went, he suddenly remembered something, hurriedly touched it to his waist in his arms, touched something, touched it out, and breathed a sigh of joy and muttered: "It's okay, it's okay, the jade pendant hasn't been lost!" He gently stroked the dragon pattern on the jade pendant, thinking of Cheng Yunfeng, his eyes couldn't help but get wet, and he thought: " Although the Changhe treasure knife is valuable, but Lord Cheng has already given it to me, it is okay to lose it, this jade pendant is a family heirloom of Lord Cheng, to be handed over to his old mother, if it is lost, it is really a sin. Thinking that if Master Cheng's mother learned that her son had died in the border city, and the bones were in the sky, and there was not even a grave, I don't know what the pain would be, and the tears could not be stopped and flowed down.

"If Master Cheng could live......

The look in his eyes was fleeting.

What about being alive? Hopelessly guarding the dead city, the end result is not the same.

Before his death, Lord Cheng said, "The city can be recaptured if it is lost, but people cannot be resurrected when they die. "Could it be that this city is really guarded wrong?" "Life is not for death, life is hope!" And where is that hope?

I joined the army in order to be able to fill my stomach, and although it is better to eat human flesh and drink human blood every day than to starve to death, when did I regard Master Cheng as an idol in my mind? When did I think about the rise and fall of the country when I broke through the realm and did not even care about the imperial court? As far as I am concerned, living is to endure hunger and endure hard years, what is there to think about, and what is there to think about? When I think of this, I can't help but smile bitterly.

When his consciousness returned to reality, he suddenly felt hungry and thirsty, so he picked a few dew-stained dead leaves beside him and stuffed them into his mouth. There was still sand in his mouth, and he chewed it and spit it out, just gargling. Repeat several times to spit out the residual sand before collecting the leaves, collecting water and drinking. At this time, the whistling sound in the ears still does not stop, which is quite unpleasant.

"Strange. He tapped his head and picked at his ears, and suddenly felt that this whistling sound was similar to the sandstorm tornado, but quite different, as if it was not a residue of consciousness, but a real reality.

"It's water!" his eyes lit up, he tucked up his jade pendant, and ran forward with the sound.

The leaves in the forest are so thick that they reach up to their knees. The surface layer is foggy and dewed, the bottom is wet and rotten, and it is quite difficult to walk like stepping on deep snow.

After walking for a long distance, the accumulated leaves gradually thinned out, revealing the ground, and there were really roots under my feet, which made it much easier to walk. The trees in front of me are thinning, and the sunlight is clear, illuminating the leaves more verdant, and the sky and earth are clear and moving.

Suddenly, the white light was flourishing, and Chang Sihao couldn't help but squint his eyes. Hurry up a few steps, walk out of the forest, suddenly open up in front of you, but see the clear sky like blue, far to clear, floating clouds like broken flocculents, soft white and soft, like a fairy's Xuan bed. The shallow shadow of the green mountains in the distance is like a painting, the green fields are like daisies, and the grass is new. The field is covered with a layer of smoke and water, which is distant and full of interest.

Chang Sihao has always only seen the yellow sand and cracked land, where has he ever seen such a scene, and he was stunned for a while, as if he was in a dream. Suddenly, I felt a mist floating on my face, and the sound of thunder was refreshing in my ears, and I couldn't help but be shocked when I looked sideways!

I saw a very wide river not far away, the waves were rolling, the turbid waves were monstrous, like ten thousand horses galloping, and its momentum was extremely majestic. There is a place between the rivers, where the huge rocks on both sides of the river are holding each other, tightening the river and forming an interruption, and the turbid current cascades down, striking up thousands of mist!

The sunlight illuminates a colorful rainbow in the mist, like a flyover, leading directly to the courtyard of the fairy family.

Chang Sihao was stunned for a long time, then he screamed happily, ran to the river, looked for a gentle slope, went down to the water's edge, leaned over and picked up a handful, raised his head and drank, only drank half a mouthful, and spit it out, it turned out that the water quality was extremely mixed, like mud soup, difficult to eat. I had no choice but to find a recess of the rock by the river to store water, knelt on the ground, and stretched out my mouth to suck some water. There is sediment at the bottom of the water, and the suction will turn up when the suction is larger, and after drinking two sips, it is quite unpleasant, and when I look up, I find that there is a big puddle in front of me, and I hurriedly ran over, and I drank it to my heart's content. Later, he simply picked up the water and splashed his head and face, and he felt happy.

Straighten up and wipe the water marks on your face, only to feel very refreshed. So I took off my clothes and rubbed them by the water, hung them aside, and then took a shower, washed them to my shoulders, felt a slight pain, and looked sideways, the knife cut by the soldiers, actually formed a hard scab, almost healed, and then looked at the skin between the ribs that was pierced by the gun, and the scab grew well, and I couldn't help but be happy and strange. How did he know that the two pieces of dim sum that Yuan Liangyu gave him contained Qihongsan and Brain Transformation Pill, which were the elixir of trauma and channeling.

After washing his body, he remembered the drought scene in the countryside and city at home in the past, the villagers refused to move, trapped in their homes, they could not eat every day, they were thirsty, and they fell down one day and became the food of the crow's mouth. This reckless Shenzhou has such magnificent mountains and rivers, it is really undreamable. Thinking of this, looking at the rolling turbid current, the pride in his chest suddenly appeared, and it happened to be urgent, and his childlike heart moved, so he climbed up to a high rock next to him, straightened his waist, and urinated into the big river.

Chang Sihao had a mischievous smile on his face, his teeth white in his mouth, and shining like stars in the sun, and this was the first time in a long time that he had shown a smile that had almost been forgotten.

"This baby dares to pee in the Yellow River, and he is not afraid of angering the dragon god and arresting you to feed Wang Ba?"

Chang Sihao was startled, and when he looked back, he saw an old man with a cloth rope on his head, a dark complexion, and a wrinkled face, and a little girl who was no more than ten years old, carrying a sheepskin raft, standing not far behind him. The old man was wearing a white coarse cloth shoulder, a thick rope around his waist, his trouser legs were pulled up, and he was barefoot, although he seemed to be not young, but his muscles and bones were sharp and angular, and he did not show any signs of weakness. The girl's hair was as black as ink, and she had two buns combed on her head, which were tightly wrapped in braids, and she was very playful. The skin is like a bright chestnut, healthy and water-colored, the upper body is wearing a washed-down stand-up collar red shirt, the front chest is slightly up, outlining the dazzling arc of youth, and the rolled cropped pants reveal the round and strong calves, with a pair of bare feet, unwrapped, but small and exquisite, extremely cute.

At this moment, her pair of black and white eyes were looking at Chang Sihao naked, giggling lightly, and she was not shy. The side of the nose is slightly wrinkled when he smiles, and there are two wine vortices on the cheeks, which is very good-looking.

At first sight, this old man knew that he was a rafter who made a living by the Yellow River, which was very ordinary. Chang Sihao has never seen it, so he feels strange. When he saw the girl looking at her, her face turned red with a red face, and she hurriedly covered her hands, picked up her clothes, and put them on hastily.

The old man smiled, looked at him no more, and carried the raft downstream.

On the sheepskin raft, a man lay down, his body dirty, his head tilted to one side, and one hand rested weakly on the edge of the raft.

When Chang Sihao saw this person, he couldn't help but be stunned.