Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

The work of cowboys is very consistent with the environment they live in. The environment is generally divided into grassland and yellow sand, and the work is also divided into herding and herding animals.

Grazing in a pasture with a good environment is safe, but transporting the animals is tiring work.

Cowboys needed to transport cattle to towns with railroads, usually riding horses through the wilderness, wading rivers, and climbing over hills to transport the cattle to their destination.

It is conceivable that a large group of cattle had to be driven alive to another faraway place, enduring a lot of hardships and living in fear.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

In the morning, Cheng An and Dan Heng put on the equipment that was suitable for them that Potio had found from somewhere, and rode their horses to the cowboys' gathering place in an unfamiliar manner.

There were already people waiting there. The black-and-white-haired cowboy was the first to greet them: "Hey, you guys are here early."

The leader over there seemed to be a middle-aged man with a strong build and a dignified temperament, like a sturdy dean of studies with extremely high fighting power.

He nodded to the three people on their side, acting like an elder.

But the young men behind him were different, they looked about the same age as Portio, with some traces of wind and sand on their young faces, but once they came towards him with a smile, they looked very sunny.

"Hey, Roy, are you addicted to picking up kids? You picked up a small one last winter, and now you've got two big ones." The first round-faced cowboy who came up to Portio and put his arm around his shoulder across the horse spoke in a teasing tone.

"What nonsense are you talking about? These two are the outsiders who beat up Boli's entire team a few days ago." Potio pushed away the round-faced guy's head and punched him.

"Although I don't mind being treated as a father, you'd better be careful or they will beat you up."

The little round-faced girl who was pushed away by her friend didn't care about his usual temper at all. Instead, she rode her horse to Cheng An and Dan Heng, not hiding the interest in her eyes.

"So it was you two who picked that kid Boli's team. Let me tell you, he has a bad temper. He was said to not care about your unintentional behavior at the time, but he went back to practice and exercise secretly. It's really funny!"

This person seemed to be very outgoing and could chat happily with two people he didn't know at all.

"Well, actually we didn't do it on purpose, whether it was to break in or to fight back." Cheng An explained with a lack of confidence after hearing that it seemed like he had left a shadow on others.

"Well, I understand, I understand. That's just his personality. He'll lose that enthusiasm after a couple of days when he gets busy. It's definitely not your problem." The round-faced boy waved his hand.

Seeing someone responding to him, the chatterbox little cowboy seemed to want to continue chatting, but at this time, the middle-aged man in the lead spoke.

"Well, let's save the small talk for later. We still have work to do after all."

He pointed to the side, where there was a herd of cattle, the target of this mission, who had no idea of their fate and were still strolling leisurely.

"The employer has already paid a deposit, and this is a routine job for us, so we can't mess it up."

The experienced old man speaks with authority. No matter whether they know him or not, as long as people hear his rough and low voice, they will inexplicably feel that this person is reliable.

So everyone nodded when they heard this.

Before they set out, Portio had briefly explained the route of the trip to them, which was roughly from the edge of the pasture, through a section of desert and a rocky river, and finally after crossing the river, on a hill that was barely a hill, they would see the train.

After all, this was their first time doing this kind of work, so the journey was relatively flat, at least there were no extreme environments such as swamps.

At the command of the leading cowboy, they started on their journey.

During this process, people need to be distributed in different locations of the herd to facilitate driving while preventing the cattle in their own team from running away, and preventing cattle from other pastures from sneaking in.

The first half of the journey was very long, because we had just left the town and there were not many people coming to harass us. Even if there were, our companions with good marksmanship could scare them off with one shot.

Because these are obviously just minions.

Cheng An deeply felt that there was no need for her to appear on stage. She was like a pendant, a horseback pendant, serving a stylistic purpose.

They continued to bump along like this until evening, when they finally saw the river that Poteo had mentioned.

A winding stream lies ahead. The water volume is not large but it is fairly clear. The riverbed is mostly loose ground paved with stones. There is no silt and not much vegetation. It is clearly visible at a glance.

It's a perfect place to camp.

As Cheng An thought, the team leader also decided to stay here for one night.

After a day of riding on horseback, Cheng An and Dan Heng turned over and dismounted without hesitation. Although Dan Heng did not say much, his doubtful eyes still revealed the young Chi Ming's exhaustion from the yellow sand and riding.

Not to mention Cheng An. Although she had the strength to relieve her physical fatigue, the bumpy ride on horseback made her feel like her brain was about to go haywire.

Fortunately, everyone in the team was used to this and was skilled in tasks such as setting up tents, so there was no need for two newcomers to do it.

The two of them were responsible for lighting the fire and checking the surrounding environment.

Apart from anything else, the job of lighting a fire is a perfect fit for Cheng An!

So when everyone finished their work and looked back to see that the campfire was still not lit, the cowboys thought that the young men couldn't find firewood or something, so they wanted to lend a helping hand and teach them their rich experience in survival in the wild.

Then the new girl stretched out her hand, and a red flame burned out of thin air. She flipped her hand again, and the flame fell to the ground and caught fire on the stone-covered river beach. The red flames even burned higher and higher.

The cowboys, who had never seen such a situation, were obviously surprised. Only Potio, who had seen it before, knew that the unfortunate kid was trying to show off again.

Using the power of destiny to light a fire to keep warm and roast some food, the cowboys had a very comfortable night.

Facing the bonfire that did not need to be maintained by adding firewood, everyone told different stories, and as they talked, the topic returned to Potio.

This legendary cowboy is well-known in their circle. He is generous and handsome, with superb marksmanship and outstanding dueling skills, which makes his story a topic of great interest among people in the yellow sand and green grass.

"So, Lloydide really likes to pick up children." The little round-faced boy obviously has a very good relationship with Portio, and he can't stop talking about his good brother.

"You don't know, last winter, he suddenly told me that he had a daughter, and I was almost scared to death." His expression vividly demonstrated what it means to be overjoyed.

"I thought he had a wife and a child without telling anyone. He kept such a big thing a secret from his brothers! But it turns out that he found them in the snow."

He said, admiringly like an old father, "What a terrible man. After becoming a father, he would run two laps before returning home after drinking. He said that he couldn't hold a child when he smelled of alcohol and cigarettes."

"It makes people sad and cry. Before this, I didn't know he was such a good man! I think he is hypocritical. After all, he would punch us on the head if we disagreed."

When Potio heard this kid talking about himself, he was already on guard against the idea that something like ivory could not be spit out from a dog's mouth. Sure enough, is this what human language sounded like?

He really punched him on the head as Little Round Face said, "If you were my son, I could be nicer to you, but you are not being polite, are you?"

Perhaps thinking that Poteo, who was so kind to him, was too weird, the little round face shuddered, "Forget it, if you really treat me like your daughter, we in the cowboy circle can collectively raise money for you to exorcise the evil spirit."

Perhaps everyone agreed with this statement, and many people couldn't help laughing out loud, and the campfire was filled with a cheerful atmosphere for a while.

Cheng An also laughed along with everyone. The night in the desert was different from that in the pasture, but thanks to Topotio, wherever he was, there was fun.

He is indeed a legendary cowboy.