As the saying goes, it is natural for me to beat my son.

There is another saying: Beat your son on a rainy day, but you are idle anyway.

Liu Tichunduan gave this sentence to the fullest.

Although Liu Xingming was still flexible in avoiding it, he could not escape Liu Tichun's devilish claws in the end.

After a while, Liu Xingming's butt bloomed.

In the end, I just gave up and called him dad.

But Liu Tichun's heart was like Mingjing.

Although he was addicted to beating Liu Xingming, it was limited to this.

After all, that was the order of His Highness King Jin.

The king will not accept the orders of the outside king.

Now the order of His Highness the King of Jin is undoubtedly an imperial edict.

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Even if Liu Tichun is crazy about gaining and losing, he will not be so stupid that he will fight Li Dingguo head-on.

In the end, you have to surrender and compromise.

"You are so old that you can't stay here. Dad knows that you don't want to live under your father's wings all the time. But how can you not worry about being a father?"

Liu Tichun sighed and said earnestly: "Actually, as long as you admit your conscience and accept it, your father will not force you anymore."

"Dad, my son is not filial to you all the time. It's because I want to make as many contributions as possible and not embarrass our Liu family."

Liu Xingming said a little uncomfortable: "But please don't worry, my son can take good care of himself."

By this point, Liu Tichun just said whatever he had.

He said in a deep voice: "The Western Regions are not as good as the Central Plains, nor even the Hexi Corridor. The people there are strong customs and they are all foreign races. If you have right and wrong, your kind will be different. In this way, you must be more careful and you must not be caught."

"Dad, you're over-thinking. My son represents the King of Jin and the court. Even if those barbarians are acting, they will never kill their son."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

Liu Tichun sighed and said, "Actually, sometimes I keep thinking that we, the best destination for those of us, are the corpse of horses and corpses, can only be kept in history. But my father can't bear to leave you."

As he spoke, Liu Tichun's eyes turned red.

This is the first time Liu Xingming has seen his father like this, and he is completely stupid.

"Dad, don't do this. If you do this, your son will feel even more unfilial."

Liu Xingming raised his hand and said, "My son swears to God that he will definitely come back."

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After the matter was prepared, Liu Xingming and a hundred people officially set off from Dunhuang and headed towards Junggar.

At the beginning, he didn't plan to bring so many people.

But after Li Dingguo's repeated insistence, he still agreed.

According to Li Dingguo's words, this trip is dangerous, and it is always good to bring more people.

The yellow sand in the desert rolls up yellow dust.

After Li Dingguo practiced it for Liu Xingming, Liu Xingming and his party rode a camel and started rushing.

Compared to the Gobi Desert, the desert is obviously more difficult to deal with.

Even camels may be buried even if they spend the night in the desert.

Not to mention that the temperature difference between morning and evening in the desert is extremely large, which can easily cause people to get sick from freezing.

Liu Xingming brought a guide this time. With the strong suggestion of the guide, he brought a few more sets of clothes, so that he could be said to be prepared for any trouble.

Of course, one thing is certain, that is, they will definitely encounter sandstorms.

Generally, the teams are gathered together and some supplies are piled up on the periphery.

It's pretty good if the wind and sand cannot come in.

Don’t look at the sunny weather now, a yellow sandstorm may blew in a blink of an eye.

So Liu Xingming did not dare to take it lightly at all, and wanted to take advantage of the good weather and hurry up and hurry up.

Compared to usual times, he cherishes God's gifts more at this moment.

"Mr., look, there is a spring in front of you."

After walking dozens of miles in the desert, the Ming army was a little tired.

At this time, a clear spring comes into view, which is really refreshing.

"Well, then go and have a look. Let the soldiers take a break."

It is normal to have an oasis or clear spring in the desert. Although Liu Xingming didn't know the reason, this is the truth.

Maybe it's the tenacity of life.

Soon the Ming army team arrived next to the spring water. The spring water poured in from the bottom of the desert and overflowed to all sides to form a shallow lake.

In fact, it is more suitable to say that it is a pond.

After all, the area is not very large.

Although Dunhuang was not too long at once, the dozens of miles walking in the desert were indeed very desperate.

So when the Ming army soldiers saw the pond, they all rushed over excitedly.

"I can finally wash my face."

The Ming army soldiers were ecstatic and all held a handful of water to wash their faces.

Their faces were covered with dust, and at first glance they were no different from clay men.

After being washed with clean water, the food was much refreshed and looked at least ten years younger.

"It turns out that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles."

"Haha, we can replenish the water now."

"Yes, fill the cowhide water bags so that we can avoid fearing the next path."

"Yes, drink enough and take a shower."

The soldiers of the Ming army rushed to have a good time.

As a result, he vomited out with a slight sound.

"Damn it, the water is salty."

The Ming army soldiers complained.

"How could this water be salty? That's all that."

"That's it."

The Ming soldiers who were still laughing a moment ago are now starting to complain.

"Just say we won't be so lucky."

"Okay, okay, at least we can wash our faces."

Liu Xingming stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Tell me the order, and then continue on the road after resting for an hour."

Since this water cannot be drunk, Liu Xingming naturally doesn't want to waste too much time here anymore.

According to the guide, there is an oasis a hundred miles away, and the Ming army can rest wherever they go.

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It was very boring to travel in the desert, so the Ming soldiers told stories to each other to keep themselves at a high level of concentration.

Finally, after a little torture, they finally arrived at the oasis in the mouth of the guide.

This oasis is about half the size of Dunhuang. It does not have a strict city wall, but a fence made of poplar branches symbolically means.

Even so, there are still guards at the gate to check.

The Ming soldiers stepped forward and were about to take out the documents, but the guard rumblingly.

"Take them away!"

The guards immediately fought each other after reaching an agreement.

Naturally, the Ming army soldiers could not surrender, and they also drew their swords and unsheathed them one after another.

For a moment, the atmosphere was very tense.

"Calm down, don't be excited."

Liu Xingming said to himself repeatedly.

Calm down, be sure to be calm.

In his opinion, the other party did not find out Ming Jun's identity, otherwise he would not have been so impulsive.

The most important thing now is to let the other party figure out this out and say something carefully.

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Chapter completed!