"Ah Wu, what's wrong with you? Are you crying because you miss Ah Qiao?" the eldest lady said to me jokingly. Al rubbed his sleepy eyes and said in a daze, "Here we are? I had a strange dream just now, and it was that ice cream shop.
, Ah Wu and I were chatting, and it was not you who appeared, but the Seven Star Assassins of the Assassination Group, who came to kill us before we had time to react. Of course, Ah Wu and I were immersed in this process, and then you appeared.
We still feel that we are still unfinished." After that, it looked to me that I had already wiped away my tears at this time, "Have you just served the meal?" The eldest lady bumped Al with her right elbow, "You know how to eat.
, you don’t understand the style at all, right Ah Wu?” I was amused by the couple, “Let’s go, rent a car, we have something to do next, we only know the coordinates, Easter Island is about 118 square meters
Kilometer, the shape is an irregular triangle. We don’t know exactly where Aqiao is waiting for us or where we should go to find it. Let’s go and see where we can find clues.”
We got off the plane and walked to the rental car. Unfortunately, without making a reservation in advance, all the cars here have been rented. We can only have another option, rent a taxi, and let him follow us wherever we go these days.
Where to go, and the locals do know the local conditions better than us.
When I walked out of the airport and walked towards the taxi parking lot, a disheveled foreigner tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Brother, long time no see. You haven't contacted me for so long. Have you forgotten me?" with a Pakistani accent in non-standard Chinese.
The person who greeted me was none other than the bus driver from Pakistan. If it weren’t for the name of the airport and the English directions, I did arrive at Easter Island. I thought we had arrived in Pakistan.
"Brother, why are you here? Traveling?" I was indeed very curious. "Brother, the last time my hometown encountered that kind of misfortune, it is a pity. You can be spared. It is really good luck. I have saved so much
I took this opportunity to immigrate my family here and continue my old business as a full-time driver." The old man took out a business card from his jacket pocket and handed it to me again.
, this time it was all in English, and I could finally understand it, "Brother, you came at the right time. Not to mention that you are far away, we will rent your car for the next few days, how much will it cost?" I took the business card at the same time.
I proposed this idea to the Pakistani brother, "Not counting today, I will send you to your accommodation, and you will get a discount of 100 pesos every day starting tomorrow. Who knows that China is our big brother?" After that, he directly reached out to help us get it.
Pick up luggage.
Al winked at me, and I understood that this matter must not be simple. How could I meet him here by such a coincidence? I nodded and asked to see what was going on with this driver. After all, my coordinates were only Fina.
Al and the eldest lady knew, but no one else knew, that we got into a Buick seven-seater commercial vehicle and drove to Anakai in the north of Easter Island.
Just reminded by this old Pakistani guy, I remembered that we did encounter an attack in Pakistan, but when I woke up lying in the hospital, I did not remember what happened after diving into the quagmire. This part of my memory was blank.
I turned around and whispered my doubts to Al.
Al glanced at the driver in the cab and patted me on the shoulder. He didn't speak. I understood his concerns and I didn't continue to ask. Along the way, we only talked about the scenery, food, and feeling the moment. The purpose is hidden, pretending that we are here for tourism.
We found a small hotel in a small town in Anakai. The owner of the hotel was a local and was very hospitable. The Pakistani man dropped us off and left, agreeing to pick us up at the same place at 8 o'clock the next morning. We decided the itinerary. We took out the tip and handed it to him. He happily took it and left.
In the evening, we were at the bar on the first floor of the hotel, drinking Mizuki whiskey and chatting with the boss. In Anakai, apart from the Moai statues and the talking wooden boards, there is nothing special about it. However, recently, The Moai statues have undergone strange changes. The attentive locals discovered that the shape of the Moai's mouth is different every day. At first, everyone thought it was caused by wind and rain and didn't care, but recently, not only did everyone pay attention, but they also recorded it with photos. , was spread on the Internet by tourists, attracting more tourists to visit, and some even planned to live here permanently to observe whether these moai are as spread on the Internet.
They are no longer the Moai statues staring blankly into the distance. Everyone affectionately calls them "Talking Moai". More people are willing to come. There are so many tourists that many people are in the small town. Setting up tents nearby will actually bring inconvenience to local people's daily necessities, food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Hearing this, we looked at each other. This also brought inconvenience to us in finding people. There were more people, and it was even harder to find people. However, we planned to go to the Moai statues first to see if there were any clues.
We returned to the room, and Al told me in a low voice that even if Pakistan had no abilities, there would never be such a coincidence in the world. We can test it out later, and we must not have the intention of harming others, nor must we have the intention of guarding against others.
Al told me what happened after diving into the mire in the wetland. The sacred artifact was found deep in the mire and was found by Edward. At the same time, in another mire, the Kurdish De Sunnyville discovered the secret volume belonging to their family. , the surroundings are covered with bones. They thought that the sacred artifact and the secret scroll were escorted to the destination by the same group of people, but they did not expect to encounter an accident in the wetland. We do not know other information and cannot guess. We feel that this is not After staying for a long time, they quickly left and headed north, escorting each other to the family branch to seek the protection of the family's power. After all, this sacred artifact was an item that many families fought for.
I was silent along the way. Everyone was tired and ignored me. They returned to normal after arriving at the family branch, but they didn't ask about what happened just now, so everyone thought I remembered what happened just now. I shook my head, I told Al that he was very surprised by what happened from when I woke up in the hospital to when I fell into the water in Spain. In other words, the kid who snatched my milk tea and my backpack, and the kid who was always with them. Everyone is me.
We looked out the window and looked at the stars in the sky. We couldn't help but sigh. After so long, it seems like it was yesterday when we looked back. We have experienced so much, but our original intention has not changed. We are still the same Ah Wu and Al. We hope to find the one we are about to find. Aqiao is still the Aqiao we know. She has experienced unimaginable hardships on her own. She has been living in a strange environment for so long, just to meet again in the future. That day comes.
The Moai statues standing in the distance make a sound when the sea breeze blows, as if they are whispering, "It's coming, it's coming eventually." (To be continued)