After being kidnapped by the exotic wolf dog

The army has been walking in the desert for three days.

Fang Xuyu sat on the horse, holding "Thousand Characters" in his hand, and Sa Xi pulled the reins behind him and controlled the horse.Fang Xuyu turned her face slightly, and was lecturing to Sa Xi. At this time, she was talking about "the cause of misfortune is evil, and the cause of good fortune is good celebration." Suddenly, there was a panic on the back of the horse. Sa Xi stopped the horse and spoke backwards in the wild north After asking a question, the person at the other end also replied in a barren northern language.

Fang Xuyu didn't understand, but Sa Xi frowned. He stretched out his hand to stabilize Fang Xuyu's body, turned over and got off the horse.

"I'll go and have a look." Sa Xi said to Fang Xuyu who was on the horse.

Fang Xuyu rolled up the book in his hand, and lowered his head to look at him for no reason: "What's wrong?"

Saxi pursed her lips, and was silent for a while: "It seems like a dead person."

Fang Xuyu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stretched out his hand to Sa Xi beside him: "Hold me down."

The two hurried over, and the hostage pile was already sobbing.

It was indeed a dead person, and it was the old man who had talked with Fang Xuyu a few days ago. The old man said that day: "Without Mr. Fang, I am afraid that I would not survive tonight."

But now with Mr. Fang, he is still dead.

He was taken away by a man from the northern wilderness with a tall nose and deep eyes who spoke barbaric words, and was left to die in the sand like an animal.

When Fang Xuyu and Sa Xi passed by, although the group of hostages did not speak, they looked at Sa Xi with resentful eyes, as if the man from the wild north had slashed the neck of the old man with his own hands.Fang Xuyu squatted down slowly under the eyes of everyone, stretched out his hand silently to feel the pulse of the old man, and checked his eyes, ears and nose. Because of the drought in the desert, they died."

The meaning of his words is obvious: Those who died of thirst or starvation were not killed by the drought in the desert. If you want to blame it, you can't blame the people in the wild north.

Fang Xuyu thought that he had a clear conscience when he said this, and he didn't intend to excuse the people from the wild north. He thought that now these hostages fell into the hands of the people from the wild north together with him. Hanging, now that someone died here, no matter what the reason is, a group of people sobbed and wept, it was inevitable that the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and things hurt others. At this time, it is most likely to form a collective "hatred" emotion.

After all, Qiu Tian is useless, not as good as Qiu Huangbeiren.

Fang Xuyu has been an official for so many years, and she has figured out those stupid people.

He was really afraid that the group of hostages would hold grudges and misremember the account books, and panic would accumulate resentment in their hearts, and they would do something to hold him back.

At this time in the desert, no one can provoke these barren northerners, otherwise they will die without saying anything.

however.

"Old Qi was starved to death by the barren northerners!" A young man with red eyes yelled at Fang Xuyu: "Speak for the barren northerners, you shameless Fang thief!"

Fang Xuyu sighed heavily in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.He looked at the red-eyed young man, raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, then turned to Saxi and said, "Find a good place to bury this old man." After speaking, he took out a piece of snow-white powder from his lapel. The handkerchief came, and squatted down, trying to cover the old man's stiff and bloodless face.

"Snapped--!"

Fang Xuyu's eyes flickered suddenly, and a slap was suddenly slapped on his face. Fang Xuyu was caught off guard and fell sideways in the sand, with gold stars shining in front of his eyes.

He slowed down, opened his eyes, and found that Saxi was supporting himself behind him, and the subordinate named Algar restrained a woman with a dagger.

The woman was struggling like a cow at the moment, and she cursed bitterly: "Fang thief! You will die! You dirty thing that was taken out of the back door by the wild north dog, I will fight with you!"

Fang Xuyu blinked.

He recognizes her.

She is the woman who told him to wash his body well by the campfire that day. Two days ago, Fang Xuyu got Sa Xi's consent to loosen the rope on her hand and asked her to cook some food for the people here in exchange for the qualification to loosen her hands and feet. Therefore, this woman became the freest person among the hostages.

Although Sa Xi didn't quite understand it, she also knew that it was not a good word. Before Fang Xuyu could speak, he also cursed back: "You! Bitch! Shut up!"

Fang Xuyu was still a little angry at first, but was punctured by Sa Xi's scolding, so she laughed.

I don't know where this kid read some folk books, and he learned it so quickly.

The more he thought about it, the more funny it became. He sat on the spot with his head down and held back his laughter for a long time. After laughing, he found that the anger in his heart had been completely extinguished.

"I'm dirty?" Fang Xuyu raised his head in a leisurely manner, half of his face was flushed, but his eyes were crooked. He reached out and patted Sa Xi's back, and showed a mocking smile at the woman. "That's because I'm good-looking. Otherwise, why wouldn't he choose you to go through the back door in this large group? You say I'm dirty, do you look as good-looking as I do? Do you deserve it?"

He sneered and added a knife: "Old woman and old day lily."

Woman: "..."

"Besides, I like this kind of tender and beautiful wild northerners, good job." His fingertips ran around Sa Xi's waist, and he said almost harshly, "I want to die." Immortal, □□, when you are outside in the wind and sun, I am inside, tsk tsk, I am very happy day and night."

"I'm a tough man, and I have men to serve me, but you don't. Hey, it's really miserable."

Woman: "..."

Fang Xuyu felt much relieved when she saw that the woman was blushing and unable to speak a word.

Arguing about this kind of thing is completely based on the face, no matter how unreasonable the shameless person is, they can win the quarrel.

Fang Xuyu seemed to be in a very happy mood, Shi Shiran patted the yellow sand on his clothes, squatted down and stretched out the white scarf in his hand that was so wrinkled that he couldn't see its shape clearly, and covered it with the old man. face.

He looked at the protruding and soft facial features on the white scarf, lowered his eyes, and repeated in a low voice: "Okay, now let's find a good place... Let's bury this old father."

The author has something to say:

As for Fang Xuyu, since he is alive anyway, he only wants to benefit everyone when he is in the mood.

He has no extra kindness when he can't keep himself.

His mouth is also very bad, and he looks down on people who don't know current affairs. Sometimes he would rather hurt himself by eight hundred and lose one thousand of the enemy, and he has to scold people enough to be comfortable.

Men and women are treated equally, and women are scolded the same (yes, that's right, it's so unmannered).

I had a very weird dream at noon today. It was probably a plastic villain trying to eat me. When I woke up, I quickly ate a bag of potato chips and a cup of milk tea to suppress my shock.