Chapter 1912

After beating Chang sun Chong, he seems not to have let off his breath. He beats Chumo and Du Gou, who are sleeping.

"Feng Zi, what are you crazy about?"

Chumo rubbed his bleary eyes and blurted out.

He was hungry. In his dream, he just ate bacon, but he was awakened by this guy. Naturally, he was dissatisfied.

And Du Gou, who was still enjoying his sleep. How could he expect to be woken up? He wanted to scold. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Feng. He was a little counselled, so he had to ask timidly, "Fengzi, what are you doing? People just saw the gate of Lichun courtyard and haven't gone in yet."

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Feng was so angry that he didn't come anywhere. When the fuck is it? These dogs still want to eat, drink, whore and gamble?

So he pointed to the sky, glared at the people angrily and scolded, "you dogs know how to eat and drink all day. Now they don't know where to float. Don't think about how we can get back soon?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone came to the spirit in an instant.

Because they have been sleeping all the time. I really don't know where they have gone.

But looking at Feng Zi's face now, it seems very serious.

Without hesitation, they leaned over the edge of the guardrail to check.

It doesn't matter. Their legs seem to be disobedient and all soften.

Where is this? Why is there yellow everywhere?

Is there still yellow sand in the sky?

Is the ground full of gravel?

This place seems to have never been seen before?

They sat on the hot-air balloon and felt waves of powerlessness.

After a while, Chumo seems to slow down. He looks at Zhang Feng and says eagerly, "where is Fengzi? How did we come here?"

As soon as the words came out, the eldest sun Chong and Du Gou seemed to calm down, and Qi Qi nodded: "Fengzi, what's going on?"

Looking at the crowd, Zhang Feng wanted to laugh. Wasn't it just now? What's the matter now? He wanted to frighten them, but at the sight of the current situation, he forgot it, so he said seriously, "this should be the desert, that is to say, we are only one step away from the grassland."

"The desert?"

They looked at each other with some doubts. They were a little confused. Therefore, they knew little about the information of the desert in their minds, but when they heard that they were only one step away from the grassland, they couldn't help fighting a cold war.

You know, the desert used to be a grassland, and the grassland is the hinterland of the Turks.

And I just bombed the Turkic camp. Isn't it death in the past?

At the thought of this, everyone was excited and looked at Zhang Feng: "Fengzi, hurry up and find a way. If you float over there, we will die."

Zhang Feng was trying to find a way. When he was called, he was a little flustered and stared at the people: "what's the hurry? Dying?"

"If you don't find a way, you're really going to die."

Chumo glanced at the crowd and looked impatient: "now we are all in the desert. You should think of a way quickly."

"All right, all right, I know."

Zhang Feng waved impatiently. In fact, he didn't have any good way.

When the hot-air balloon was successfully made, it did not turn to this function. It could only change the direction slightly through the weight, so some sandbags were put in.

However, there is no wind now. It doesn't work even if you throw down the sandbag.

What can I do?

While he was in deep thought, a warm wind blew, just like a baby's hand, gentle and delicate.

He was shocked suddenly, as if he felt vitality. He quickly raised his hands and felt the wind direction carefully.

This... Seems to be the wind blowing in the direction of Chang'an.

Yes, it's the wind direction to Chang'an.

With this wind, we can go back to Chang'an.

He was so happy that he quickly said to the people, "quickly throw all the useless things on the hot-air balloon?"

Now the only way is to return to Chang'an with the help of this wind, and the heavy objects on the hot-air balloon will increase the wind resistance, so the best way is to throw away all these things and return to Chang'an as soon as possible.

However, Chumo seems to have some incomprehension. He looks at Zhang Feng with a confused face: "why throw it away? How many steamed buns are there?"

With that, he went to the package as if ready to turn over the so-called steamed bread.

"You dog."

Zhang Feng stepped forward and stared at Chumo angrily. "Now the wind is blowing towards Chang'an. Don't throw away these useless things. I'll throw you down when there's no wind."

Chumo is not angry because Zhang Feng kicks him, because he hears something more important. Is the wind blowing towards Chang'an? Doesn't that mean you can go back to Chang'an?

Thinking of this, he quickly called Chang sun Chong and others: "you two come quickly. Didn't you hear Fengzi say? This is the wind blowing towards Chang'an. Throw these things down quickly."

With that, he threw everything in the package.