Chapter 22 Chapter Thirteen Pure Land Winter

Dahei held me tightly and lay in his arms, making me feel its anger when it saw Cairou being taken captive. We finally came to the top of the hill. Nianjia's entire troop of thousand-mile camels strode spectacularly across the sand plain below the hill level, but without their real master. Beside more than a dozen tents, there were more than a hundred sand thieves and the same number of war horses. They were divided into three piles. Competitive. But I can't see Cairou. Could it be that Cairou is in one of the tents, giving them Hi! With a stern shout, he rode on the flying snow and swept it down like a whirlwind.

The Sand Pirates were stunned for a while, but as expected of an experienced fighter, they immediately raised the weapon that was always with them and greeted me. The big stupid spear attacked with all its strength, picking, stabbing, sweeping, and killing. Of the four Sand Bandits who came first, two were stabbed in the throat, two were stabbed in the center of the heart, and they were thrown backwards, and none of the dozen or so people who followed were spared. I broke through the blockade and came to the tent in the middle. I picked it up with a spear, and the whole tent hidden deep in the sand was lifted up.

There was no one there except for blankets and sundries. The spear shook lightly, and the tent covered the rushing Sand Bandits head-on, enclosing five Sand Bandits immediately. I leapt up, avoided the flood of attacks from behind, landed under the tent, flashed my big stupid spear, and killed the five people under the tent one by one.In normal times, I would definitely show mercy, but for the sake of Cairou, my anger and hatred no longer allow me to do so. Picking up the left spear, another tent rises in response to the spear. Still empty. Spear shadows filled the sky. The six people spun and fell away, I guarantee that none of them can stand up again with breath.I am red-eyed.

Kill anyone you meet, pick a tent when you see it. When I raised the last tent, all the sand robbers behind me fell on the bloody sand, paying for the unforgivable bloody sin with their lives. Cairou is lying in the tent. The chastity guard's dagger was tightly held in his right hand, his snow-white thigh was exposed, with obvious sprains and bruises, his clothes were still intact, but terrible blood was still oozing from his chest. My hands and feet are cold. Sitting on the flying snow, until Dahei jumped off the horse from his arms, I just woke up like a dream and jumped to the ground.

I understand that Cairou used chastity guards to maintain her innocence at the critical moment, at the cost of her life.I walked up to her and knelt down. Her chest was still moving slightly. She is not dead yet! I exclaimed in ecstasy: Cairou!Cairou!Wake up, you can't die, I'm Rand!Great swordsman Rand! Cairou's eyeballs trembled in the eyelids, but she couldn't open them. Knowing that the god of death was hovering around her, I pulled out the Witch Blade with a heartbeat, moved her a little, and put the sword on her back, pressing her spine. This precious blade can make me exhausted, or it can also pull Cairou back from the gate of hell.

I wanted to take the chastity guard away from her hand, but her hand was like a lock, and it was impossible to move the chastity guard even half an inch, which shows her determination when she committed suicide. I whispered in her ear: Cairou!Cairou!I am Rand, I am Rand! Cairou released her right hand, and the chastity guard rolled down onto the felt. I used the chastity guard to push away the drenched bloody clothes on her chest, only to see a wound between her left breast, fortunately it was slightly away from the position of the heart, otherwise she would have passed away already. Her face was frighteningly pale due to massive blood loss, I took the knife wound medicine from the leather pouch on Feixue's back, and treated her wound.

When I tied the cloth belt for her, Cairou let out a low cry and opened her eyes slightly. I was overjoyed and shouted: Cairou is me, I am Rand! Cairou softly said: Great Sword Master!Then, as if remembering something, he said in shock: Mr. Nian Jia and the others burst into tears. I reached out and wiped away the tears for her. Cai Judo: Big black! Dahei hurriedly brought his head up, stretched out his big tongue and licked Cairou's face. Cairou said in surprise: Dahei! I saw that her spirit was improving gradually, so I couldn't help asking: How do you feel? Cairou frowned and said: It hurts!What is it on my back? I was very cold at first, but suddenly my back became hot, very comfortable, not cold at all.

The Witch Blade fruit has a miraculous effect, which made me feel a little more confident, but I still didn't want her to be too bothered by the serious injury. After kissing her face, I whispered in her ear: "Little baby, go to sleep!"After waking up, everything will be different. Cairou is like the best-behaved and obedient baby in the world, she closes her long and straight eyelashes, and soon falls asleep. I looked around, and in the darkness, the three piles of bonfires left by Sand Pirates, just like the people who lit them, stepped into the final return of existence, and the red light gradually weakened until there was no one left.

listen: Cairou! Tomorrow everything will be different. The peace-loving Nianjia and his pure land companions are both dead and cannot be resurrected. There is a scar on the big black head, which may never grow hair again. I have added responsibilities on my shoulders. Nian Jia sent Zhen Wushi to his grand duke, but you will come back alive and enjoy the true love that I lost to you twice! Now that the Grand Führer knows that I am following him closely, it will be even more difficult to find him in the future. I have also added new enemies, that is, the king of the desert, Du Bian, and his sand bandits. I don't know if this attack was a deliberate plan, or the sand bandits' inertial brutality.

A surge of fear from the bottom of my heart filled my nerves again, and I remembered the prophecy written by the high priest of Mazu seven hundred years ago: People will live in sorrow and humiliation until the great knight holding the holy sword, led by the thousand-mile camel, crosses Lianyun Peak and steps into the pure land. The sorrow of God will make the fruits grow again in the soil, the rivers will become clear, and the life will be happy again. He will establish a new system for the earth and establish peace and happiness. Is it possible that fate will eventually drag me into the harsh winter of the Pure Land? Am I really the one who will bring spring back to this paradise?

I knelt down beside Cairou. Assuming that there is a power beyond human beings, I am willing to submit to its will and act according to its arrangements, as long as it does not take Cairou away from my hands, as long as Cairou will not be hurt again . Cairou breathed evenly and fell asleep soundly. I didn't dare to sleep, because the Sand Bandits would come anytime, the dead here were mediocre in martial arts, and there was no one like Du Bian, so Du Bian was still alive and would come anytime. I collected the thick sticks for the tent, tied a stretcher bed that can slide on the sand with ropes, and laid a thick sheepskin felt on it, and then carefully moved Cairou on it, letting her press the witch Blade, and put another blanket on top of her. When she had a bad day, the Witchblade wouldn't leave her back for a moment. At midnight that night, we continued our journey. Originally, I wanted to stay in Lvzhou for a few days until Cairou's injury improved, but thinking that the Sand Pirates would come at any time, it was really not suitable to stay for a long time. Thirty days later, Cairou was able to ride on the back of a hunchback with me for thousands of miles, and Dahei became the owner of the carriage bed, and let Feixue be his royal horse in a majestic way. There is no place more lonely and desolate than the desert. Fortunately, there are stars at night, and of course there is a beautiful woman curled up in a thick felt in her arms. Holding her is like owning the whole wilderness and the whole long river. Here, even Thinking about green fields, rivers and lakes is also a burden and pain. It was a cold night, the northeast wind was blowing fiercely, icy cold, Dahei huddled in the felt, his sensitive nose was hidden in the thick fur of his tail, and I shivered from time to time, only the snow and snow The thousand-mile camels moved forward silently with no expression. Were it not for the stars in the sky, we would have lost all direction, and even the concept of time and space. When it was near daylight, we crossed the junction of the sand dunes and the Shuoshi plain, and the scenery began to change again. Strange rocks and rocks in the east and west, rising from the ground, dotted the dry plain. The next night, after walking only four or five miles, we found ourselves on a plain of stones and pebbles mixed with red, green, white, and even purple, and the remains of a dried-up river bed were still clearly discernible. , the terrain began to undulate. Cairou happily said in my arms: The Pure Land is coming soon, isn't this the colorful stone plain that Mr. Nianjia said, look!The sharp mountain must be the mountain that Mr. Nianjia called Benyue Mountain. Her body is still weak, but she is recovering very quickly, and she sees signs of improvement every day, and she doesn't need to breathe when she speaks. I am grateful for the precious blade that the witch left me. The closer I got to the pure land, the more I missed Hua Qian and the princess. After being separated by this terrible desert, it was as if I had cut off any contact with them, as if I were living in two completely isolated worlds with no access. Four days later, we crossed a canyon, and we were even more sure that the Pure Land was in sight. Unwilling to be lonely, Dahei jumped off the slide, and marched boldly with Feixue. The physical strength to support me has reached the limit of exhaustion. In the past 40 days, I not only have to take care of Dahei and Cairou, but also manage a huge team composed of dozens of camels during the school year. So after two days of rest, I before continuing the journey. The colored stones on the ground were gone, replaced by black and gray slate, and there was less dust in the air. At noon we entered the sparse forest area on the edge of the pure land. People and animals could not walk at this time, so we could only suppress the desire to quickly climb over the fire-catching mountains and stop to rest. Cairou Dahei and I sat next to each other, staring blankly at the famous pure land mountains in front of us, looking forward to the world behind, when we enter the pure land, will we see beautiful mountains and rivers?Or scorched earth ravaged by war? Feixue proudly grazes alone. Not a trace of desert dust remained on the snow-white body of the horse. Cairou looked paler and thinner than before, and there was no trace of serious injury. Birds chirped and chased among the branches, full of life. Cairou was in a good mood, humming the Shining tune, while Dahei was having a good dream, with trembling feet from time to time, and whining in his throat, as if he was talking about dreams unique to dogs, and seemed to be giving Cairou Accompaniment. Nianjia's voice sounded in my heart: The Pure Land is indeed the most beautiful place in the world.The land of nine mountains and ten rivers of grace.I don't believe in the existence of God until today. Thinking of Nianjia's face, I solemnly looked up to the sky, and swore in my heart: Cairou has recovered!I will never break my promise, if you really choose me, I will not escape, when I leave the pure land, the pure land will bid farewell to the harsh winter and enter her spring! The Legend of the Great Swordsman Volume 2 Finale