The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

At this time, in the territory of Xiyi, several people were lying motionless under a yellow sand pit.

After a group of masked men searched for a while without success, one of them muttered something and the others left.

After waiting for a long time, there was a slight movement on the flat area next to him, but it was suppressed and returned to calm.

Not long after that, the group of people came back. Seeing that there was no one around, they were obviously a little angry. They cursed a few words and left.

After a long time, the sky darkened, the starry night sky was bright, and a head quietly poked out from the flat loess.

Fang Youming looked around and saw that there was no one on the flat desert, so he pulled the person next to him out.

Fang Youhuai and the others were all asleep, and he was the one who moved in the afternoon. He thought there was no one around and wanted to come out, but was stopped by Fang Youming.

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If he came out, he would be discovered on the spot.

"Where's Sixth Uncle?"

Fang Youming dug for a long time but couldn't find anyone.

"At this."

Fang Youhuai smelled it. He had urinated when he buried the body. The land was too big and full of sand. If he was not careful, he would lose his direction.

"This is the direction we came from."

Fang Youhuai pointed in the direction of Sixth Uncle's legs.

Fang Youming took a look, confirmed it and nodded.

"Get Uncle Six out and see what's happened to his hand."

Fang Youhuai burst into tears, "It's all my fault. Why didn't I find the scorpion earlier? If it weren't for me, my sixth uncle wouldn't have been bitten."

He slapped himself twice.

Fang Youming ignored him and just pulled the people out. Fortunately, they were going to the border today, so each of them brought a face mask.

Otherwise, I would have suffocated to death in this yellow earth in the afternoon.

Fortunately, there was a short shrub here. The three of them had their heads covered under the shrub, leaving their nostrils open so they could breathe.

Fang Laoliu's hand was wrapped in brown cloth. Fang Youming looked at his arm and found that it was not blue, which meant that the poison had not spread.

"It's okay. Come on, let's carry Fourth Uncle on our backs and go back to tell him the news."

"well."

Fang Youhuai was at a loss and just did whatever his brother said.

He tied the person with a cloth strip and carried him on his back, while another person was responsible for watching the road. The three of them returned towards Da Chu in the territory of Xiyi.

This is the Xisha Desert, a natural barrier between Da Chu and Xiyi, and belongs to Xiyi.

Unlike the Western Yi, which is a vast desert, this place is adjacent to Yumen, and is all sandy soil, with some low shrubs to be seen.

Yumen will plant a native plant called thorny vine at the border. This vine has thorns and grows fast and long, and needs to be manually guided to form a barrier.

The soldiers on patrol today discovered a hole in the well and suspected that the Western barbarians had come to steal water, so they quickly sent someone to repair it.

Originally, Fang Youming and Fang Youhuai were chosen. Uncle Six was anxious and begged to come along.

But as soon as they got there, they encountered a group of Western barbarians coming with scimitars, and they scattered in an instant.

When the Western Yi people saw that their whereabouts were exposed, they became murderous.

There were only five soldiers accompanying them, who were no match for them and were defeated one after another.

The situation was chaotic at the time and no one knew which direction to run. Later, we unknowingly discovered that we had arrived at the Xisha Desert.

The Western barbarians were following closely behind them, and they had no choice but to run away.

The last time Fang Youming saw them was when they captured the man alive, and he didn't know what they were going to do.

"Okay, climb down and take a rest."

Fang Youming panted and climbed down with Fang Youhuai.

There is a leeward opening here.

"Lie flat on your back and conserve your energy."

Fang Youming said this with his eyes closed. Fang Youhuai put his sixth uncle down and threw some sand on his body as usual, then he lay down himself.

While lying there, Fang Youhuai's ears moved, as if he heard some sound.

He tugged at his brother, signaling him to listen.

Fang Youming's eyes suddenly became sharp and his expression became extremely tense.

He touched the dagger in his arms. It fell from the Western barbarian and he picked it up when he saw it.

This is the only thing that can save their lives now.

Fang Youming signaled him not to speak, and quietly turned over and lay on the ground, looking in the direction of the sound.

There were three people in the distance, one was running in front and two were chasing behind. It seemed that the direction they were running was towards them.

They were on a mound, which just blocked their figures and prevented them from being discovered by those people.

After making the decision, Fang Youming turned around and quickly dug the sand onto the unconscious Sixth Uncle.

Fang Youhuai also followed suit and dug up the sand under Uncle Six so that he could sink into it and his human form could not be seen.

Then it was Fang Youhuai's turn. Fang Youming asked him to lie down, but Fang Youhuai refused.

He gestured to his brother that he wanted to help him.

Seeing the noise getting closer, Fang Youming thought for a moment and made a few gestures to him.

Liu Huaian felt that God was going to kill him today. He was gasping for breath and had no strength left.

He received the document before this year's palace examination and set off to Yumen to serve as magistrate.

As for the reason, he smiled bitterly and said it was because he had offended someone.

Today he received a letter and was tricked out. When he woke up, he was kidnapped and taken to the border.

Fortunately, he was originally from Yuanning and had learned some Kung Fu since childhood, so he escaped at the border.

The group of Western barbarians that Fang Youming met happened to be the group looking for Liu Huaian.

Liu Huaian hid in the water and drifted to Xisha along the current.

After getting ashore, he was blocked at the border. The water route from Xisha to Yumen was upstream and was blocked, so he could only find the entrance along the border.

On the way, he met several people who were looking for him. He hid here and there all the way, but was finally exposed.

He took care of one person, but the remaining two were still chasing him.

Liu Huaian had lost his direction and could only run forward with his head down.

He cannot die here. He still has evidence of the Western Barbarians in his hands, which has not yet been sent back to His Majesty.

With this belief, he has been holding on.

But he knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

His steps became heavier and heavier, and the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer.

Liu Huaian looked up at the night sky. The stars were lit up in the vast sky.

This scene is so beautiful.

Liu Huaian still had a scimitar in his hand, which he took from the Western Yi man he had killed.

At the last moment, he would use this knife to end his name.

Finally, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Liu Huaian couldn't get up anymore. He propped himself up and sat up, took out the small scimitar from his waist, and thought about where to start.