Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

In the end, Li Xin gave up completely.

They seem to have been abandoned by the whole world, in this isolated oasis. Probably no one will find them at all.

Li Xin began to think about many messy things. Even God, who gave him this oasis, has endured too much slander from him—if they are not going to be rescued, and they are not going to return to Tang Dynasty, why give them this oasis?

Let them savor despair again while they are still alive?

What a fuck.

The work of drying fish and making containers has long since ceased. What Bao Hong and others like to do most is to sleep under the shade of trees. Dou Liang wandered around in this oasis like a headless chicken, as if he wanted to find a secret road leading to Tang Dynasty. The most normal ones are Tang Jian and Run Niang.

The Four Books and Five Classics in Tang Jian's stomach became the vague connection between him and Datang. Although thousands of miles apart, he was still able to absorb the power of civilization from the Tang Dynasty by silently reciting scriptures over and over again. As a result, his spirit became more stable and stronger.

Run Niang, who studied hard with him, also tasted this kind of benefit. Therefore, I kept my sense of normalcy.

Li Xin looked at the old and the young, and sometimes couldn't help thinking: Maybe the so-called wise reading is not a lie. Mental strength is indeed closely related to reading. So, he also began to calm down and told the story to everyone. Taking the opportunity of telling stories, he began to look back at the books he had read, and finally gained some peace of mind.

And the wonderful story also soothes the restless hearts of Bao Hong, Gao Zhi, Di Zhengye, and Dou Liang. Sometimes they can even laugh out loud at the plot, temporarily forgetting about their dire situation.

Li Xin couldn't help but think, maybe this kind of life is not bad, it's like living in seclusion in some deep mountains and old forests. As long as you forget that there is a boundless desert outside this oasis, and forget that they cannot return to the Tang Dynasty instead of not wanting to return to the Tang Dynasty, then whoever says that you can't be Tao Yuanming who "plants beans under the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean sprouts" Woolen cloth?

In this way, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and it rises as usual every day. Sometimes Li Xin couldn't help but think when he watched the sunrise—does this thing really rise from the east every day? Then why didn't he lead him back to the official path in the right direction?

After thinking about it, he couldn't help complaining, so he had to stop quickly, so as not to affect his calm state of mind after finally calming down.

At the beginning, everyone would count the days to see how many days had passed. Later, I found that it was meaningless, because there was no reference object, and I didn’t even know whether the count was correct or whether there was a day missing, so what is the need for counting? As a result, everyone was confused.

I don't know how long it took, just when Li Xin gave up completely and began to think about how to spend the rest of his life here happily, Dou Liang came back to the crowd panting.

"There is the sound of hooves." He was not breathing evenly, but his voice was so clear that it crashed into everyone's heart like a wild bull.

hooves.

They don't have horses.

"Did you hear me right?" Li Xin asked calmly. But his ears could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

Dou Liang rolled his eyes: doubting the killer's ears is simply questioning his personality.