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Thirst and the wind and sand left the two of them with almost no strength.

Tang Yi's father picked up the water bag and shook it. There was still a little water.

He handed it to Zhang Qian: "Drink, let's go..."

Zhang Qian shook his head: "No, there are only two of us for company now, we can't..."

Another gust of wind and sand blew over, and the two people quickly found a place to hide.

Soon, the wind became stronger and stronger, and the weather became more and more severe.

The two of them felt nervous. Such bad weather might very well kill them here.

However, the wind was strong but did not last long, and the gust of wind soon passed.

But Zhang Qian and the two were still almost buried under the wind and sand.

They struggled to crawl out and spit out the sand in their mouths.

But there was so much sand, how could they vomit it cleanly? They had not eaten for two days, and had not drank water for more than a day. At this time, their throats were dry and uncomfortable, and the sand grains made their throats feel like they had been cut by a knife. It hurts just as much.

Zhang Qian had a bad feeling in his heart.

He was afraid that he would have to confess here this time.

He took the water bag and was thinking about drinking it with Tang Yi's father, when suddenly Tang Yi's father exclaimed: "What is that... people..."

Anyone?

Zhang Qian also became energetic.

He looked around and soon discovered a large house not far ahead.

What do you say about this house? It doesn't seem like a mansion of a Han Dynasty, nor does it look like a building from various countries in the Western Regions.

From a distance, the house looks very grand and beautiful.

The house was so white that it glowed in the sun, even when the wind and sand blew by, it still gave off a dazzling light.

"Could it be Heavenly Palace?"

Both of them guessed in their minds, and then they rolled and crawled towards the house.

Having a house means that there are people, and if there are people, there will be food and water.

The wind had just blown, and Wuyou didn't want to go out.

This place is in the middle of the desert, and there are no people inhabited for many miles. There is only one house called Wuyou, and it is really uncomfortable to call it Wuyou.

She just couldn't understand, why did the house end up here?

Just when Wuyou was about to cook something delicious and watch TV shows while eating, suddenly there was an alarm sound in the room.

This is the door's defense equipment being triggered.

Wuyou turned on the camera and took a look. There were two gray-headed, almost inhuman people looking outside.

Where did they come from?

Wuyou took a coat, put it on and came out of the house.

There was some dust in the yard, so she pinched it casually and cast a cleaning spell to throw it out. Soon the yard was spotless.

Speaking of these little spells, Wuyou learned them from Bajie.

After all, Bajie was the Marshal of Tianpeng before. He had been working in Heaven for countless thousands of years and had a lot of connections. It was trivial to learn some magic from other gods.

When it comes to these little spells, Bajie has to learn a lot more than Monkey.

Wuyou opened the courtyard door, and the two people at the door were so shocked when they saw Wuyou that they almost turned into two sculptures.

"This is……"

Zhang Qian almost screamed.

Even though he had gone through so many things and had been honed to be extremely calm, the first time he saw Wuyou, he was still so excited that he almost lost control.

This turned out to be a fairy.

They met a fairy.

It's really God's blessing. This time they can go back alive. Not only can they go back alive, but if they can invite the fairy back, it will be a great achievement.

Wuyou looked at Zhang Qian and Tang Yi's father.

She saw the aura of Qingming in the two people.

This is... the rhythm of getting promoted.

It seems that these two people are officials of the Han Dynasty.

But as for the officials, why are they in such a mess?

Before Wuyou could say anything, Zhang Qian had already come to his senses.

He bowed and saluted: "I, Zhang Qian, have met the fairy."

Tang Yi's father also followed suit. Wuyou understood the identities of the two people.

"It turns out it's you two. Since you're here, you are the guests. Please come in."

Zhang Qian and Tang Yi's father followed Wuyou into the hospital.

There was so much wind and sand outside, but the courtyard was spotless, and the flowers were blooming in quite a variety of colors.

Wuyou doesn't quite understand how these flowers bloom.

Maybe it's because the climate here is different. Not long after she arrived, the flowers planted in the yard began to bloom.

As Wuyou entered the house, the two people stood at the door, not knowing how to lift their feet.

The room was really too clean, and the floor tiles were so bright that people could be seen.

And now they were in rags and rags. They were too embarrassed and dirty. How could they dare to go into the fairy's cave and dirty them up.

Wuyou also saw what the two people were thinking.

Fortunately, this is a self-built house in rural areas. Generally speaking, a toilet will be built outside.

This house is no exception. There is a toilet built in the corner of the yard, and there is also a shower room in the toilet.

"Wait a minute." Wuyou went into the house and got two sets of clothes.

She handed them to Zhang Qian and Tang Yifu respectively: "This is a change of clothes. I will take you to rinse them first."

She took two people to the shower room in the courtyard, taught them how to use the equipment inside, and then left them alone.

After waiting for about half an hour, the two people came out wearing brand new clothes.

Maybe it was because they had taken a shower and changed clothes, the two of them felt much more energetic.

Zhang Qian and Tang Yifu both entered the room a little embarrassed.

They were so thirsty that they couldn't help but drink some water from the lotus pods while taking a shower. At this moment, both of them were still a little uncomfortable.

"It is really an honor for the man to have the fairy come to visit him. I just wonder if the fairy is willing to go to Chang'an?"

After sitting down, Zhang Qian came to ask Wuyou.

Wuyou smiled and didn't say he was willing to go, nor did he say he didn't want to go.

She got up and went to the kitchen, and quickly brought two bowls of hot porridge: "You guys probably haven't eaten for a long time. If your stomach is hungry, you can't eat anything too greasy. Drink some porridge first to nourish your stomach, and wait a while. Is it okay to eat something else?”

"Ok, Ok."

It’s good to have food, so two people can’t choose.

One person held a bowl of porridge and drank it with great care, as if it were a priceless treasure.

By the time the two of them finished their porridge, another half hour had passed.

Wuyou saw that the two people were in good spirits, so he sat aside and asked them about their experiences.

Indeed, just as Wuyou thought, these two people ran away from the Huns and wanted to return to the Han Dynasty, but they almost died on the way.

Wuyou is quite curious about the Western Regions, especially the Western Regions in this era.

Wuyou chatted with Zhang Qian about a lot of things and listened to him tell some stories about various countries in the Western Regions.

They chatted for a long time. They drank two large pots of tea. Wuyou cut out two bags of bread and took them out, both of which were eaten by the two people.

Seeing the sky getting darker, Wuyou said: "You two are already tired from coming here. Let's rest first. We can talk about anything tomorrow."

She took the two of them to the guest room, and after settling them in, she returned to the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Wuyou opened the emperor chat group.

There are quite a few people online in the group.

Everyone is guessing whose house Wuyou went to.

Wuyou looked at it for a while and then said with a smile: "No need to guess, I'm at Zhuzhu's house."

Uh?

Liu Che read this sentence and felt complicated.

I don't know whether to be happy or angry.

He was happy that the fairy came to his house, but angry that the fairy called him a pig.

Does the name Zhuzhu really identify him?

But others feel sour in their hearts.

Li Shimin said aggrievedly: "Shimin was ready to welcome the fairy, but he didn't expect that the fairy had gone elsewhere."

Zhu Yuanzhang also said: "I have ordered people to build a Dengxian Pavilion for the fairies... Alas."