Chapter five hundred and fourteen twists and turns
Early next morning.
One word to describe the climate in the desert is tossing. It is extremely cold at night and extremely hot during the day. Wear a cotton-padded jacket in the morning and wear a gauze in the afternoon and eat watermelon holding a brazier in the evening.
Since they wanted to avoid marching under high temperatures, the three of them got out of the marching tent before dawn and continued to march while taking advantage of the afterglow on the horizon.
In the car, Wang Xuanzhen drove to Xiangque and took a map and compass to identify the direction. Cao Shanjun huddled in the seat behind and began to take a nap. This guy is just a role that comes to make soy sauce. He doesn't talk much and doesn't care about anything.
He would just sleep with his eyes closed or open his eyes to look at the scenery. He could stare at the endless sea of sand in the desert for several minutes without blinking, and he would be intoxicated from time to time.
"I accept everything this monk wants him to do. He has no taboos on wine, meat, and beauty. You can just be more relaxed about these formalistic things. Then why doesn't he meditate when he is free?
Reciting Buddhist scriptures and other things, he just eats, sleeps and eats in one day. He said that he was also an eminent monk in his previous life. I think it was Jigong, right?" Wang Xuanzhen drove the car and felt that it was very unfair. Why should he be a monk?
The one behind the wheel and horse who works hard enjoys the fruits of the labor.
Xiang Que yawned, put his legs in front of him and said boringly: "It'll be fine as soon as you get used to it. I'm telling you, there isn't a normal monk in their temple. His master has been practicing silent meditation for twenty years and can't speak.
If you want to communicate with him, if your IQ is lower than 100, don't communicate. He will easily get frustrated. If you want to know what he means to you, you basically have to guess. He also has two junior uncles, one in his seventies or eighties.
The other one became an ascetic monk and took whatever trouble he suffered on himself. This little monk is a little bit normal."
"Pah" Xiangdian took out two cigarettes, put one into Wang Xuanzhen's mouth and said, "Refresh yourself, we still have to travel for a day."
"What are you talking about? Look at the vast plain outside and it's full of sand. It's okay to just close your eyes and drive. We just don't have a dog with us. Otherwise, we can hang a bone on the steering wheel and let the dog drive without worrying about anything happening."
Wang Xuanzhen just finished speaking, and then he turned to look at Xiang Que and said: "There are no traffic police here, and there are no traffic lights. I'll take a break and you can drive? Don't worry about anything. Just hold the steering wheel steady, step on the accelerator and drive straight."
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Xiang Que asked a little excitedly: "Is this reliable?"
"Oh, it's okay. Didn't I just say that a dog can drive if you hang a bone on the steering wheel? What's wrong with you?"
Xiang Que said very cutely: "Please change the metaphor, this sounds awkward."
"Brother Que, with your IQ, if you had been born more than a hundred years earlier, what do you think would have happened to Einstein in the scientific world?"
"If you are going to say that, I really have to sit for a while to verify whether what you say makes sense."
"Crunch" Wang Xuanzhen stepped on the brakes and put into neutral, and said: "Change the position, I will show you the way and you can drive."
Cars, guns, and women all have a kind of inner temptation for men. No man is not attracted by it. Xiang Que has been as busy as a wolf dog since he went down the mountain and has no time to go.
Getting a driver's license and having never driven a car doesn't mean he doesn't want to drive. Now that he has the opportunity to try it, he will naturally be happy about it.
"No, I can't fucking break the car, can I? We would be stupid if the car broke down here. In no man's land, people can walk to death on their own legs." Xiang Que opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.
"Just follow what I said, it'll be fine. This is an automatic car. It's easier. Just turn the steering wheel and step on the accelerator. It's okay to drive forward all the way." Wang Xuanzhen tilted his body and pointed at the steering wheel and said, "Two hands
Place the left and right sides, put your right foot on the right side and that's the accelerator. Okay, put down the handbrake and tap the accelerator. When you see there's no car, don't you start moving... Okay, that's right, that's it, give it a little
Light the gas and step on it gently... Okay, the speed of the car has increased, then step on the accelerator a little more, oh, don't let your hands shake, just straighten it up, yes, yes, keep this posture.
Don’t use the accelerator and let yourself control the speed.”
Two or three minutes later, the Cherokee was on the road, and Xiang Que very smartly understood Wang Xuanzhen's words, and he quickly understood them, and the car was driving like a slippery slope.
After more than ten minutes, Xiang Que had fully pushed the accelerator, and the engine was buzzing and running at full capacity. Wang Xuanzhen looked at the water temperature and felt that nothing was wrong.
After half an hour, Xiang Que was completely proficient. When his hands were numb, he held the steering wheel with one hand and rested the other hand. He was able to control it with ease.
"Are you very talented at driving? You've become a veteran in less than an hour. It's amazing." Wang Xuanzhen huddled in his seat and yawned before saying, "I have nothing to worry about. You can straighten the car yourself."
That’s fine, you don’t have to change lanes for more than 100 kilometers, you can do whatever you want.”
"Ah, okay, you can take a nap," Xiang Que said in high spirits.
The Cherokee was speeding all the way, but after passing by, a burst of dust and sand rose up, and the speed of the car increased from 123 to 180.
Xiang Que in the car didn't realize at all that the speed of the car was reaching its top, because there was nothing in the desert except sand, and there was no reference for him to judge how fast he could drive.
Twenty minutes later, a curve appeared ahead.
Xiang Que had a vague feeling that he should do something at this time. By visual inspection, he could tell that turning at this speed would definitely be impossible.
"Fat, fat, fat." Xiang Que turned his head, and Wang Xuanzhen next to him was snoring.
"Pangpang, get up, grass..."
Before Xiang Que could wake up Fatty Wang, the car had already reached the corner. It was turning at a speed of 180. Even if you asked Schumacher to drive the Cherokee, he might not be able to do it.
"What a fool!" Xiang Que took off the accelerator and turned the steering wheel hard, causing the front wheels to veer.
"Crack..." The tire made a scream and the bearing broke, and the car went sideways and began to tilt forward.
"Bang" the car fell to the ground and rolled over.
"Creak..." After the car overturned, it stuck to the ground and glided forward. Fortunately, the desert ground here is full of soft sand. If it were driven like this on the highway, the car would have killed everyone inside.
Never thought about it either.
"Bang, bang, bang," after several loud noises, the Cherokee hit a sand dune and was forced to stop.
Wang Xuanzhen and Cao Shanjun in the car woke up at the same time. They had already opened their eyes when the car rolled over, but they turned over so fast that they were confused and did not realize what was going on.
"Damn it, I forgot to tell this idiot where the brakes are."
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