This is a desert, with the dunes on the ground undulating with distinct curves, and the vastness is endless. Sparse shrubs and thorns grow in the sand, showing the tenacity of life. A sunset in the sky emits a light that makes people unable to open their eyes, as if the whole world is filled with the same golden colors.

A figure appeared out of thin air. Before he could do any movement, he fell into the yellow sand on the ground the next second.

"Bang!"

"Hiss...system, this height is definitely five meters!"

Anyang said loudly, pulling his feet out of the sand, leaving two deep pits. He turned his head and squinted his eyes and looked around, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The sky is filled with yellow sand and the sunset is setting.

This scene is naturally desolate, but it cannot conceal its spectacularity and has a profound sense of vicissitudes.

"This looks familiar..."

Anyang said to himself, aiming at a higher hill and leaving a series of footprints in the sand.

The painted skins in the Strange Stories of Chinese Studio do not explain the specific era, but the fox demon movies and TV series are the Qin and Han dynasties, and the horror movies are also the Ming dynasties, and ordinary people wear Hanfu.

At this time, he was wearing a Hanfu, which looked very traditional and made of modern craftsmanship. The fabric was undoubtedly better than in ancient times, and the structure was improved. It would be lighter and more flexible than ordinary Hanfu. A gust of wind blew the corners of his clothes. If he carried a long sword in his hand, he would really feel like a knight in the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty.

Of course, the premise is that there will be no large bunch of sand in the wind!

Anyang licked his lips and finally climbed up the hill. He quickly took out a bottle of water and fed it. He pulled a piece of cloth to cover his face with wind and sand. The climate in this desert is too dry. Ordinary people's lips and cheeks will be cracked in just a long time in such a place.

He suddenly heard a sound of horse hooves and jingling sounds, and looked at it. He saw a team of cavalrymen in black armor coming from a distance, all with bows and arrows and rifles, looking majestic and handsome. Behind him was a footprint stretching to the distance of the desert.

Anyang immediately understood that this scene was clearly the opening scene of Chen Jiashang's film directed in 2008. This is the most widely circulated version of the painting, which is the version he first watched.

This should be the Wang family army led by the male protagonist Wang Sheng. According to the plot progress, this army will attack and solve a notorious sand bandit in the desert at night tonight and rescue a stunning woman from the sand bandits. There is no doubt that this woman is not a human, but a thousand-year-old fox demon who relies on digging cannibalism to ensure her appearance will not be old!

The two fairies in the painted skin have a thousand-year cultivation level. However, due to the different worlds, they are also thousand-year fairies, but they are not as powerful as the thousand-year tree demon or the Black Mountain old demon in the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl. It is hard to say whether the magic power can compare to Xiaoqian today, but they have their own abilities. At the same time, ordinary people cannot kill them at all!

Anyang was thinking, when a sudden sound of horse hooves came from behind. He blocked his hand in front of him and secretly took out a Tang sword. As soon as he turned around, he saw a cavalry wearing light armor speeding towards him.

The cavalry seemed to be a scout, and was stunned for a moment when he turned around. He clearly saw that the man was not armed, but at some point a slender knife appeared in the man's hand, in the desert. His first reaction was to raise the crossbow arrow in his hand and aim at his shoulder with one shot.

Suddenly!

An Yang's pupils shrank, and he suddenly took a step to the left. The arrow broke through the air, but it wiped his body and penetrated into the yellow sand.

"Ha, you're pretty agile!"

The cavalry was stunned for a moment, and instantly pulled out the spear behind him, and rushed towards him with a horse's belly, but it was just out of vigilance for walking in the desert. He did not intend to take his life.

Anyang quickly avoided the side, as fast as a ghost. He was about to fight back, but he endured it again. He shouted:

"Wait, I'm not a sand bandit!"

The cavalry passed his original position and finally stopped. Turning his horse's head and revealing a young face. While staring at him solemnly, he secretly pulled out the crossbow arrow and placed the arrow on it.

"Nonsense, why would you appear here alone if you are not a Sha Bandit? I think you are clearly the scout of the Sha Bandit!"

Anyang looked up at him and said, "Do you think I look like a sand bandit?"

The cavalry looked at him suspiciously, frowned, but put down the crossbow arrows. The sand bandits usually don't dress so cleanly, especially their skin, which is definitely not like people who live in the desert all year round.

"Then what are you doing here?"

"I am a lone man, here to kill the sand bandit!"

"Killing the sand bandit? You're the only one?"

"certainly!"

"Ha!" the cavalry sneered, "Even if you have been practicing martial arts since you were a child, you are too ignorant! Look at your outfit, you don't look like a sand bandit, and you are as delicate as a young master from a wealthy family. I guess you have never seen what the sand bandit looks like, right?"

Anyang said calmly: "How do you know that I have never seen a sand bandit?"

The cavalry did not answer his question and waved his hand and said, "You'd better go back as soon as possible. Don't wander around this desert, and there's not even a horse. It's not good to be eaten by the sand bandits. When they encounter the army, they can easily be wiped out as sand bandits!"

"I haven't seen the sand bandit yet!"

The cavalry thought to himself why this man was so ignorant, and his eyes gradually became unkind. He suddenly raised his spear in his hand and rode his horse towards him, trying to scare him away.

"I kindly advise you that you don't appreciate it, right? Since you want to die in the desert so much, I will fulfill your wish!"

An Yang chuckled, saw through this extremely childish idea, and stood still.

The army in the painting is very brave and good at fighting. They are all very skilled in martial arts. The ones who can serve as scouts are naturally the best in the entire army. But can ordinary people like this... he can fight a hundred!

The cavalry rode his horse to him and saw his unconcealed contempt for him in his expression and actions. He couldn't help but be furious and suddenly shot out a gun!

brush!

The gun shadow swept past his neck, but he just flicked a shot. The cavalry was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why don't you hide?"

Anyang did not dodge or avoid, looked at him calmly, and asked back: "Why should I hide in your three-legged cat kung fu?"

The cavalry frowned, and he was really angry now, but his personality seemed to be easy to get along with. He looked at the sky and didn't want to waste time with him, so he turned his head and left.

"Since you want to die here, I'm too lazy to care about you. I can freeze you to death at night!"

Anyang quickly shouted to him: "Hey, I don't even have a horse, how can I get out of this desert?"

“Well…”

The young cavalry stopped again and turned to look at him: "What's your name?"

Anyang grinned: "Anyang, where are you?"

"My name is Mo Zhui, a member of the Wang Family Army in Jiangdu!" Mo Zhui pointed at the Tang sword in his hand, "Give me the knife in your hand, and take out any weapons!"

Anyang handed him Tang Dao: "I only have this knife!"

Mo Zhui stuffed his knife into Doululi in front of the war horse and stretched out his hand to him: "Come up, we will take you out of the desert!"

An Yang pulled the corner of his mouth and waved his hand and said, "No, you can ride in front of you. As long as it is not too fast, I can keep up!"

Just kidding, he hadn't ridden a horse a few times, how could he ride with a man who had never been masked? However, this behavior like a soldier in the people still made him want to give him a thumbs up...

What a cute young man!

So, such a picture appeared in the vast desert. A war horse ran slowly in front of him. A burst of yellow sand was roaring with the shouts of the cavalry. The cavalry turned back from time to time and looked back, and was amazed. A man was running behind him, but he was not at all inferior. He was just choked by the raised yellow sand and coughed!

Not long after -

Mo Zhui accelerated on his war horse, crossed the sand dune, stopped in front of the black-armored soldier he had seen in Anyang, handed out a long black sword, and looked back.

"Brother Gao, I found a cottage three miles away in front of me. In addition, I also found a Maverick. He had no horses, so I brought him back."

"I didn't expect it to be true. Legend has it that the thieves from the desert blood camel killed too many people, and even the blade was stained black with blood." Gao Xiang took the long sword and looked at Mo Zhui for a few times, "Didn't you say you brought back a lone hero? Where are you? Not the sand bandit!"

Mo Zhui pointed behind him: "You'll know if you look."

Gao Xiang looked along his gaze, his eyes narrowed slightly by the golden sunset, and saw a figure appearing on the hill. Because the backlight only saw a black shadow, a tall man, he couldn't help but be alert.

He saw clearly when Anyang walked down, and he did not look like a sand bandit.

Gao Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Mo Zhui again: "What are you doing to bring this person back? Don't drag down our march!"

Mo Zhui was a little confident in the face of his doubts and said, "Brother Gao, I think he has no horses. There are so many sand bandits in this desert, so he will definitely not be able to get out, so he wants to take him for a ride."

Gao Xiang frowned and said, "This is a casual thing, and it's nothing to do it normally, but today we are traveling a long distance, what do you think is a burden? What if he has ill-behaved?"

"Brother Gao, I don't think he looks like a bad guy, and he is not a burden. You didn't see him. He just..."

Before Mo Zhui finished speaking, a young and handsome man next to him waved his hand and interrupted him, saying, "Forget it, since you have brought him, then take it with you, take his weapon, and ensure that it will not cause any trouble for us."

Mo Zhui nodded quickly and said, "General, I have taken down his weapon."

Anyang stopped and stared at the handsome man with a star-browed sword. When he heard Mo Zhui just called him General, he thought that this was the male protagonist Wang Sheng, and he was also the commander of the army in front of him.

Wang Sheng glanced at Mo Zhui and Aristolova Tang Dao and asked lightly: "What's his name?"

Before Mo Zhui could speak, Anyang had already spoken: "My name is Anyang, and I am a knight."

"King?" Wang Sheng nodded and waved to the back, "Take a spare war horse to him."

This chapter was written for an afternoon, and it was revised many times, but I was always dissatisfied and annoyed!

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