In the sky, a big flowered tree hangs upside down above the hotel, which is really incredible. It's like walking into a painting in this golden hotel.

Several people looked at the red and blue panes and laughed inadvertently because there were two foreigners kissing on the seats in front of the panes.

Ma Jun looked up at the big radiant tree and waited for the businessman who went up to the pavilion to explain. Only then did Ma Jun know that the thing was called a lamp.

There is a dazzling array of rare and exotic gadgets in front of the eyes. The few people seemed to have come from primitive times, listening to the merchants who were knowledgeable about rare treasures one by one describing the ornaments in the society.

Among them, just when several people were excited after hearing this, Ma Jun disappeared. Jinggan looked back and saw that he was standing in front of a glass jar.

The glass jar was square in shape, and there were many rockeries and woods inside. What aroused Ma Jun's curiosity was the long small house along the strange grid road.

Jingqian was also curious. They had never seen anything like this. At this time, a businessman in a fashionable dress was holding a glass of flower wine, looking at their confused expressions and laughing: "Do you want to see the train?"

Jinggan scratched his head and thought for a moment, then looked at the things in the glass jar and asked in surprise: "Train? What is the train for?"

Although the man looked grandly dressed, he did not look at him with disdain like the others. He explained kindly: "It's a foreigner's thing. It is said that those foreigners usually ride on this thing!"

"But it looks so small?" Ma Jun chuckled, pointed at the train model in the glass and laughed.

The man couldn't help but laugh, but the laughter became more and more bitter, and tears were almost squeezed out of his eyes. He looked at Jing Qian and Ma Jun, then pointed at the drawings above the glass jar and said: "This It’s just a mold, but it’s actually very big, like countless houses connected in a series. Inside, it’s like a house, where you can sit and lie down.”

"It's just that the ruin of such a thing is that it always has a purpose!" When the man said this, his expression suddenly became solemn.

Ma Jun said with emotion: "I have never seen anything like this in my life. If I can ride on it and walk around a big city in my lifetime, then I will be satisfied!"

Ma Jun's yearning eyes showed that he didn't know where the train had already gone, but Jingqian noticed the man's sadness, interrupted the conversation and asked: "Brother, since there is no train here, why do you put it in a hotel? Is it possible? Just for people to see?"

The thick cigar was held between his fingers at the moment, but he no longer had the desire to smoke it. He looked at the two people's honest eyes without any understanding, and smiled: "Well! You can say that, but I believe in Huaxia There will be countless good things like this in the future!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he was called back by a foreigner confidently. His unwilling eyes revealed a kind of despair, which took deep roots in Jingqian's heart.

Maybe he couldn't imagine why these foreigners were so confident at the moment, but when he looked at the cold contrast of everything prosperous in the society, he silently pulled Ma Jun back to the room.

"Oh Jinggan, it's not easy to see him, it's okay to take a few more glances!" Ma Jun was puzzled by Jinggan's haste and recklessness.

Jingqian said angrily: "Don't you want to take a ride on that train? Martha, I can tell you that I will definitely let you take it in glory in your lifetime!"

"Fengfengguangguang? Aren't you Fengfengguang now?" Ma Jun felt that Jinggan's words were getting weirder and weirder.

Jingqian said firmly: "It's not pretty!"

At night, the occasional noise of cars and horses on the street made Jingqian unable to sleep peacefully. After tossing and turning, he pulled off the light cord again and looked at the light with his chin in his hand.

A river and lake, a brotherhood, a tribe, Jinggan racked his brains but could no longer miss his hometown. That night, it seemed as if the whole world was against him.

After getting to know the face of the world again, he suddenly discovered that no matter how much he thought about it, the naked world had negated all his self-confidence.

Qitai is a small town full of laughter. Everyone has laughed with them since they arrived, and their fear of the Netherworld Escort Agency has suddenly been reduced a lot.

But behind all the laughter, they always seemed to be hiding their thoughts, until they drifted away from the town.

We crossed Qitai and walked for two whole days.

On the yellow sand road, several old men were holding a thick hemp rope in their hands, almost using all their strength to pull something.

During these two days of travel, a few old men were the only people they saw.

Not knowing the situation, I didn't dare to disturb them for the time being, but judging from their tired appearance, it seemed they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Jingqian focused his attention on the cargo behind, and saw that there was a whole truckload of heavy objects hidden under the colorful curtains.

A sudden bump on the bumpy road accidentally threw one or two items of cargo out of the car.

The old man pulling the cart seemed to have discovered Ma Jun and the others, and quietly ordered his companions to put away the goods.

Ma Jun had a premonition that something was not right, so he asked the elder: "Senior, how far is it from Tianshan Mountain?"

The elder replied: "Less than eighty miles!"

Less than eighty miles away, this answer pointed directly at the unusual cargo that these old men were pulling, and most probably it was about the Netherworld Escort Agency.

Ma Jun could no longer care about this, so he went alone to capture the old man and asked, "Tell me, is he a ghost?"

The old man looked at Ma Jun with extreme fear, then at his companions, and shook his head without saying anything for a long time.

While Jing Gan was being tortured by Ma Jun, he and Huai Yi came to the back of the cart.

Before he could reach the place, he smelled a pungent stench. As soon as Huaiyi untied the rope, he shouted in horror: "It's a person! It's a dead person!"

Ma Jun looked over in response, only to see one of the old men suddenly knelt down and begged, "Let us go! Please!"

They cried so pitifully that Ma Jun couldn't bear to say: "Old man, please wake up. What happened to these corpses?"

The old man kept crying and did not dare to speak. Several companions beside him immediately begged for mercy loudly: "Good man! Let us go! You can't say it, we can't say it!"

In broad daylight, there are corpses walking across the street. If it wasn't the Netherworld Escort Agency, who else could it be?

But it was strange. Huaiyi and Jingqian carefully looked at the dead bodies on the carriage board. Most of these bodies were intact.

It seemed that nothing could be said from these people. Seeing how pitiful they were, Ma Jun began to waver and wanted to let them go.

But just when Ma Jun was still thinking, there was a scream of a knife and a flash of blood, and the old man suddenly fell to the ground. Everyone on the spot was in confusion, and then several other survivors knelt down one after another and smashed their heads on the northbound road. Recite for mercy.
Chapter completed!