Poison is also worried about this: "We can only try our luck."
"And we don't know where this ghost place is." Qiong Ying became more and more melancholy as she talked.
"Myanmar."
"Uh, what did you say?"
Poison repeated again: "This is Burma."
"How did you know?"
"I was in the village before, and those who saw the village saw a national flag, which was the national flag of Myanmar." It was probably the national flag raised on the playground of a primary school.
Qiongying gave a thumbs up: "It's so dark, how can you still notice the Myanmar flag?"
However, knowing where she was now did not make her feel any less anxious.
The two people walked through the dense forest until noon and saw a country road. The strange thing was that the road was full of people. Could it be that they were going to the market?
When Qiong Ying was thinking this in her heart, Poison came up with another guess: "It looks like a refugee."
Even more like refugees than they were, there were countless ordinary people carrying backpacks and bringing their families with them, remembering the entire winding road.
"What's the meaning?"
"With so many people, it's absolutely safe for us to mix among them." Poison had a rare smile on his face at this time.
Qiong Ying analyzed: "You are right."
Poison was already heading towards the highway: "Go!"
Soon, the two of them were drowned in the refugees.
Poison asked the people around them in the local language of Myanmar: "What happened, where are you going?"
"Two large gangs of drug dealers are fighting, and the fighting has spread to several villages. Now the government army and the local army are fighting..."
There have been constant frictions between the government army and the local army in Myanmar over the years, and it is the ordinary people who are suffering. Qiongying usually pays more attention to international news and has a little understanding of it; Poison understands what is going on better.