The charm of life lies in the exploration and hope of the unknown world.
Travelers who trek in the Puchang Sea never know whether there will be a sandstorm in the next second until they encounter an oasis; seekers from Samarkand can never ignite their dusty hearts until they hear the words of believers.
Reciting the Koran.(Note 1)
It wasn't until they saw the auburn movement in the hazy mist that the eyelids of the strangers traveling in Qinghai suddenly opened again.
"Yes, it's land!" Pu Dachui staggered to the side of the boat, holding on to the pole next to the fishing boat, ecstatic.
"It's a small island, hurry up and find a shoal to stop at!" Li Kuo's dim eyes flashed with light, just like a believer seeing the milky-white halal spire of Mecca, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
"The Captain has ordered us to find a shoal to stop at!"
"Your Majesty the Commander-in-Chief has ordered us to rest ashore, rest ashore, rest ashore!"
The soldiers repeated their general's orders over and over again, their hoarse tones loud and clear, as authentic as life.
To be precise, Longju Island is not an island in the true sense. At best, it is just an island formed by accumulation of rocks. However, after long years of wind and rain erosion, the fossils turned into soil, and this is how it became in the vast Qinghai Sea.
Pearl.
Longju Island is a long and narrow strip-shaped island. The terrain is low in the north and high in the south. It is flat all the way and is slightly curved at the southernmost end, forming a shallow spoon shape. This spoon-shaped protrusion is the only shallow bend in the entire island.
, since the coast is mostly rocky, only the soft sand here can bear the weight of a fully loaded large fishing boat.
"The Dragon King of Qinghai has appeared. The Dragon King of Qinghai has appeared." When he was still ten feet away from the beach, the Qiang fisherman jumped onto the beach first, knelt down towards the north, and kowtowed. The fine sand slipped into his eye sockets.
, got into his mouth, but he didn't care and still stubbornly completed this ancient and pious ritual.
It took Tang Jun a full circle around the island to find such a foothold. How could he not be happy? Coupled with the exaggerated demonstration effect of the Qiang fishermen, the hull was not completely stable, and the landlubbers fainted in the storm.
They jumped off the ship one after another, lying on their backs on the white sandy beach, sucking in the pure and fragrant air after the rain. Most of the officers at all levels were exhausted to the point of exaggeration, and they ignored the discipline of their subordinates.
Turn a blind eye and close one eye.
After about half a stick of incense, the soldiers on the fishing boat gradually came ashore. After enjoying the good time for a while, these Tongwu camp men who were lying on their backs stood up laughing under the scoldings of the fire chief and the team leader.
, shook the sand poured into the sleeves of his robe, and stood in line.
Li Kuo nodded, and then he and a group of confidants stepped on the planks set up by his own soldiers and set foot on this unknown and strange land.
But as soon as he stepped on the soft sand, Zhang Yanji's feet gave way and he stumbled forward. Thanks to Li Kuo's quick eyesight and quick hands, Zhang Xiaolangjun avoided the embarrassing situation of embarrassing himself in front of his subordinates.
"Brother Kuo'er, help me! I'm really not used to it!" Zhang Yanji moved his feet like a crab, swaying and looking very naive.
Li Kuo was amused by him, and the haze caused by the storm was swept away.
"Stop pretending. If you, Mr. Zhang Xiaolang, get seasick, how can we, the landlubbers, vomit until our backs are sore and swollen?"
Li Kuo mercilessly exposed his friend's tricks, and Shi Shiran smiled.
Zhang Yanji, however, spread his hands nonchalantly: "With my little water ability, I can only splash in the Longqu ditch twice. It's better to be careful when you come to this vast sea!"
Li Kuo had no intention of quarreling with him on such trivial matters. He walked up to the Qiang fisherman and helped him up: "Old man, I really want to thank you for our escape this time!"
The Qiang man obviously understood Tang's words. He was slightly startled, his oily eye sockets trembled slightly, and a few lines of clear tears burst out from his eyes: "God's will, God's will. The Dragon King of Qinghai has appeared, he has appeared.
The general must be the holy envoy selected by Shambhala to bring blessings to this place!"
Li Kuo didn't know that he had suddenly made such a move. His face turned red to the point of his neck. He only said a few words of thanks and hurried away.
It's not that the young man can't hear compliments and compliments, but he really can't stand such rhetoric that entangles gods and monsters!
Walking beside the shoal, looking at the rainbow rising in the sky in the distance, the young man said solemnly: "Ask Yucheng to lead dozens of brothers to explore the surrounding area of the island. The rest of the brothers will all stand by in the open space in front of the shoal!
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Dou Qing nodded and accepted the order happily. Most of the brave soldiers were from the north, and they had access to swords, mountains and swords, but they were taboo and afraid of taking a boat. It was usually calm and calm, but this time a storm all night suddenly made the brothers
They couldn't stop vomiting and were haggard. He said, this Longju Island is really a life-saving thing. If we don't take a good rest, how can our brothers fall into a state of madness after floating on the sea for a long time?
"General Li, the scenery here is so beautiful." Cuihua didn't know when she had strolled up to her side. She had already taken off her shoes and put them aside, and dipped her bare feet into the blue water. Although it was already five years ago,
On the moon, the sea water in Qinghai is very cold, and the green flowers that are excited as soon as they enter the water are alert.
"Be careful!" Li Kuo was afraid that the weak Cuihua would fall into the water, so he rushed to meet her.
"You made the general laugh!" Cuihua covered her mouth in embarrassment and smiled, lowering her head.
"Yes, this scenery is so beautiful." Li Kuo looked at the waves rising in the distance and the obstacles, just like the ups and downs of life.
"If I want to settle here and beg the general to stay, will the general agree?" Cuihua bit her lip and said softly.
Li Kuo was stunned for a moment and then said firmly: "If the Xiongnu is not destroyed, why do we need to take care of our family? If we don't get rid of Tubo, a serious enemy of ours, we will have no peace even if we hide in the ends of the earth."
"Ah!" Cuihua was startled and said tremblingly. She was making a joke, but she didn't expect General Li to take it seriously. In her eyes, hiding in a hidden corner can escape the oppression of the cruel Tubo people.
, why did General Li say that he had no home?
"General, general, there are fireworks in the meadow to the north!" Pu Dachui shouted when he saw a wisp of black smoke rising into the sky.
Li Kuo raised his head, only to see black smoke like a horned dragon rising straight into the sky. The young man's already relaxed nerves instantly tensed up, and he subconsciously moved his hand towards the saber on his lower body.
"Tell the brothers to be on guard with weapons and not to leave the station even half a step!"
Doubts suddenly arose in the young man's mind. Could it be that even this small island in the hinterland of Qinghai has not been spared and has been eroded by the dark clouds of war?
Note 1: Puchang Sea: Lop Nur in the southeastern part of Xinjiang today. It was called Puchang Sea from the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty. It was the gateway to the east of the Western Regions and was the main east-west transportation route at that time. In ancient times, the Congling River (now the Kashgar River),
After the Khotan River (today's Hotan River) merged (today's Tarim River), it flowed into the Puchang Sea.
Samarkand: In the Zerafshan Valley in the southeast of the country. As an important hub city on the Silk Road, Samarkand connects the three empires of Persia, India and China, but it has also been ravaged by war.
Koran: The Quran, an ancient translation.
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