Hearing this, the sturdy man became angry and turned around: "Where did you come from? How dare you ruin my good deeds!"

But his anger only lasted for a second. When he saw Zhou Jian's face and the many Qingtian Guards standing behind him, his legs immediately went weak...

The other onlookers were also in an uproar.

"This, this is not..."

"..."

Bang!

The sturdy man hit his knees on the ground, his face pale: "Sir, sir, I don't know it's you."

"Damn it, I have no eyesight, no eyesight." He slapped himself one after another.

Zhou Jian waved his hand: "Stop fighting, you can go alone."

It's not like he would argue with such an ordinary person just for a word. Without this ability, he wouldn't be able to get to where he is today.

"Yes, yes! Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The tall man showed a joyful expression, held his hands in his hands, and then left the scene like a fly.

"Wait, wait..." the weak woman shouted, as if she still wanted the burly man to come back.

Zhou Jian stepped forward directly and said, "I will help you bury the person. What happened to you? Did those people from Dunhuang do it?"

The weak woman was stunned when she heard this, as if it was the first time she heard such a gentle voice. She raised her eyes, a little timidly, and then gave a frightened expression of kindness.

Tears also fell silently, giving people a very pitiful and pitiful feeling.

Seeing that the person was so sad, Zhou Jian didn't feel like asking any more questions, so he just thought of it as a good deed: "Let's go, I'll take you to bury him in Guanshan. Go buy three coffins quickly, and buy some incense and candles."

"Yes!" Guan Shan clasped his fists and led the people away quickly.

"Thank you, thank you!" The weak woman burst into tears, choked with sobs, and kept kowtowing.

Alas, Zhou Jian sighed softly in his heart. The world in the Western Regions is just the tip of the iceberg. Although he is not a Han Chinese, he will inevitably have some feelings after seeing it too much.

"Get up and drink some water. The sand dunes are very safe. It's not outside. No one can harm you." Zhou Jian spoke very softly out of pity.

The slender woman took the water tremblingly and took a tentative sip. Then she looked at the people around her, fearing that she had done something wrong. Then Zhou Jian gestured with a smile, and then she dared to take a big sip.

Gulu, Gulu!

It seemed like she hadn't drank water for several days, and she was swallowing it like crazy, which made the people watching extremely worried.

Zhou Jian also asked people to bring some food to fill her stomach. After waiting, the coffin was almost delivered, and Zhou Jian personally took people to help her bury the body.

The location was chosen in a barren desert. A pit was dug and the coffin was buried. The whole process was very quick.

The slender woman kept her head lowered and silent, kneeling there without saying anything. It wasn't until the coffin covered the picture that she cried out. First she cried silently, like a light rain, and then she burst into tears like lightning and thunder.

My thin shoulders were shaking, and I was almost suffocating from crying.

Zhou Jian did not comfort him because comforting was useless, but waited quietly.

After a full incense burn, she dried up her tears and gradually calmed down. Then she looked at Zhou Jian, walked closer and knelt on the ground with a plop, pressing her forehead to the ground.

"Master, I have nothing to repay you for your great kindness. From now on, I will be your master's man!"

Hearing this, Zhou Jian helped the man up and smiled bitterly: "I am not your master. I just drew my sword to help you when I saw an uneven road. This is nothing."
Chapter completed!