The voice, hoarse due to thirst, echoed in the Populus euphratica forest along with the crackling sound of dead branches burning in the fire.

Suddenly, Xie Shuning began to listen a little carelessly.

Some people can tell lies as if they are true.

But there is also a group of people who can tell the lies intuitively no matter how true they are.

She was sure that not a word of what the young man in front of her said was true.

Scar was more sophisticated than her, and of course she would not immediately believe what he said. However, Song was different. She leaned close to Xie Shuning and sighed, "It's so pitiful that after a storm, only their brothers are left."

The two of them are very young, so I'm afraid they are very panicked."

"Mother..." Xie Shuning couldn't help but frown as she listened.

While he was talking, Turan came back quietly.

Xie Shuning temporarily gave up the idea of ​​explaining to Mrs. Song and turned to look at Tulan.

The tall girl, who was as strong as a calf, stood firmly there, lowered her head and said in a weird Western Vietnamese: "Miss, there are no other traces, there are only two people."

Others said no, so Xie Shuning still wanted to consider it, but Tulan said no, so it definitely didn't happen.

Xie Shuning smiled and nodded.

Song Yanzhao spent a lot of effort to find the maid Tu Lan, and she was by no means an ordinary person.

She averted her gaze and was about to tell Mrs. Song that those two people might be lying when she saw Mrs. Song holding a handkerchief and wiping the corners of her eyes, "Aman, you are really pitiful. Please tell Scar not to step on anyone."

Sorry. It would be bad if you get hurt again."

In this wild desert, medicine is scarce, so don’t use it if you can.

But even if they were injured by the knife, what does it have to do with them?

Xie Shuning opened her mouth and said, "Mother, Scar is on trial..."

"Why are you interrogating! Look at that child's leg, it's still bleeding!"

But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mr. Song.

Mrs. Song raised her voice and called Scar, and then looked at Xie Shuning. She said with emotion: "A few days ago, if we had set off a few days earlier, wouldn't we have happened to encounter the earthquake? If my mother was gone,

Are you afraid that you will be left alone to survive in this vast desert?"

The last earthquake was indeed only a few days earlier than the time they were scheduled to leave, but this was clearly two different things.

Xie Shuning squeezed her hand helplessly. "Mother, don't talk nonsense."

If the Song family is gone, how can she survive?

She didn't dare to think about such a thing.

However, after the last earthquake, Song became very worried about life and death disasters. After they set off, she spent most of her life in fear.

Now that she heard the tragedy that happened to the two teenagers, her heart suddenly softened.

What's more, she also heard what Turan said just now. There were only two of them, but there were so many people in their camel team. Do they still need to be afraid of these two children? Even if they were covered in yellow sand, they could still see the traces of

If you are injured, look at that appearance, you can surrender with just one Tulan, so why be afraid?

"You just heard what they said, but it was pure Western Vietnamese." Mrs. Song hesitated and persuaded Xie Shuning, "Let's give them dry food and water first, and then interrogate them carefully. It's not too late now.

In this situation, even if they wanted to run away, they couldn't."

When Xie Shuning heard the words, she subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when her eyes touched her mother's warm, hazy eyes, the words of rejection got stuck deep in her throat for some reason and refused to come out.

She looked around, carefully observed the terrain, and then nodded in agreement with her mother's words.

But before Mrs. Song could be happy, Xie Shuning immediately said to Dao Scar, "Uncle Dao, get a rope and tie the two of them up first, and then have someone get some water and dry food."

She is not very old, but she has always done things in a measured manner. Before leaving Dunhuang, Dao Scar received personal instructions from Song Yanzhao. Now that he heard Xie Shuning's order, he obeyed.

"Aman, how can they drink water and eat while they are tied up?" Song, on the other hand, was surprised.

Xie Shuning turned her face away slightly and said softly: "Mother, I just tied my hands and feet and didn't seal my mouth. What does it matter? Just let the Dongzhi guys feed me."

How can prisoners be treated like friends?

Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it, it made sense, so she didn't say anything more.

Dao Scar and the others over there also quickly tied up the hands and feet of the two teenagers who wandered into the night. Dongzhi also followed Xie Shuning's instructions and took a clean cloth to wipe off the sand and soil on their faces.

The skin under the sand was still dirty, with some obvious signs of dryness and cracks.

Scar and his team have been in the desert all year round and are very familiar with all kinds of phenomena. Now he can be sure that these two people have been out in the sun for at least a few days just by looking at them.

The appearance of ragged clothes is easy to fake, but the marks on the body are not easy.

In this way, what the young man said just now seems to have a little more credibility.

"You said you started from Dashi, so it's not the first time you've come back to Mobei." Watching Dongzhi feeding the two of them water, Scar narrowed his cold eyes and asked, "How many times have we been here in total?

What kind of goods are you bringing, where are you going, and where are you from?”

If it is the first time a business traveler returns to Mobei, most of them will sell all their goods in Dunhuang and prepare to return, and will not take the risk of continuing to the more distant food country.

After drinking the water, the young man who had just been stepped on the ground by Scar was the first to answer, "My father is a businessman and travels around all year round, but this is the first time that my brother and I have followed him..." It seemed that he was talking about the pain,

His voice suddenly dropped, and it wasn't until Dao Scar snorted and urged that he resumed his strong nasal voice and said, "My brother and I don't do business... I only remember bringing a large amount of tea bricks and silk... We are from Kyoto...

…”

Xie Shuning listened silently, with an uncertain look in her eyes as he narrated.

It sounds like there are no loopholes at all.

If he could still answer Scar's question clearly at this time, he would be guilty of being a thief. But his voice was sad, and the content of his words was unfamiliar and unclear.

Just listening to it like this sounds like the real thing.

But she still didn't believe it!

"You call him Eleven. He calls you Seventh Brother. Are you brothers?" In the dark night, even though he was wearing a thick cloak, the chill still came unstoppably. Xie Shuning shuddered and asked coldly.

"We are brothers from the same father and mother. We are called because of our ranking in the clan."

Another young man who never stopped sobbing looked up and whispered.

His deep black eyes were filled with water, and his expression was sincere and sincere.

Xie Shuning was startled.

Under the firelight, the faces of the two haggard young men were indeed somewhat similar, and the expressions at the corners of their eyes and eyebrows were also slightly the same.

She lowered her eyes, exhaled, and then said: "Since you are from Kyoto, please report your residential address."

It seemed that she did not expect that she would suddenly make such a request, and everyone present was stunned.

The two teenagers looked at each other, and Yan Huaicai, known as Eleven, replied slowly, "My house is next door to the dim sum shop in Badeng Lane, Dongcheng. It's the Wuweizhai. However, we have never eaten there.

Wuweizhai’s dim sum…”

"I'm afraid I won't have the chance to eat it in the future..." Ji Jun, whose hands and feet were also bound and unable to break free, heard this and answered.

Since Yanhuai specifically mentioned Wuweizhai, it means that this dim sum shop is very famous.

Sure enough, as soon as the word Wuweizhai came out, Mrs. Song blurted out in surprise: "You live next door to Wuweizhai?"

Xie Shuning frowned.

Dao Scar asked doubtfully: "Madam, is there really a Wuweizhai?"

They and their group have all been to Kyoto, but they have never heard of Wuweizhai, so how could they not feel strange.

But Xie Shuning knew that this small shop did not have a good reputation among the people. It was indeed famous, but it was only famous among the families of officials and nobles in Kyoto. The snacks of Wuweizhai were small in quantity and high in price.

It's not something ordinary people can afford. So even if they really live next to Wuweizhai, they really can't afford it.

Knowing the hidden location of Wuweizhai, is it really from Kyoto?

It wasn't until this moment that Xie Shuning felt a little shaken.

As everyone knows, Yan Huai knew about Wuweizhai precisely because he had eaten Wuweizhai’s cakes.

"Exactly, there is indeed a Wuweizhai in Badeng Alley." Mrs. Song was more than shaken in her heart, and she completely believed what they said, "Do you still have any relatives in Beijing?"

"Mother is still at home and is looking forward to our return!" Xu Shi asked what was in their hearts, and they both said in unison.

When Mrs. Song heard this, her heart, which was not easily hardened, softened even more.

In a distant foreign land, she met a poor young man from her hometown who had just lost her family. She just looked at him and thought of her own children.

If she were the mother they were waiting for in Kyoto, who had already lost her husband and had to lose her child again, just thinking about it would make her feel miserable.

Mrs. Song then said: "We are also going back to Kyoto, so why not give them a ride?" Fortunately, although she was soft-hearted, she was not so soft-hearted that she could not think clearly. After a brief pause, she continued, "The two of them

They are all injured, and I am afraid that they need personal care, so I will go with them on the winter solstice. You will prepare all the water, food, and medicine."

Dongzhi is the person close to Xie Shuning. She sees it in her eyes and feels relieved.

Moreover, when she arranged things in this way, it would be difficult for Xie Shuning to refuse.

She still understands her daughter more or less.
To be continued...