Chapter Eight ** Settled in an unnamed black shop!
The Hummer's body drove bumpily on the gravel ground. The sun that was about to set reflected half of the sky red. The afterglow sprinkled on the deserted land, shining on the tiny grains of sand, shimmering golden.
The surrounding barren hills stand out alone on the horizon. From time to time, strange buildings with ruined walls can be seen, standing under the fiery red sky. The scenery is beautiful, but it instantly reminds people of two words.
Lonely.
Yes, these buildings may have existed for hundreds or thousands of years, but I don’t know how many tourists like us they have received.
A strong wind blew up, filling the sky with sand.
This place is both desolate and intimidating.
However, for our uncultured five-person group, we simply cannot call it in a relatively rich language.
"Holy shit, I'm going to bury someone here or something. I can't find it even if I look back."
Jiang Jing was driving, his lips were chapped, his hair was sticky and sticky, his face was sallow, and he looked haggard.
"Hululu."
There was a lot of snoring in the car, and no one paid any attention to him.
"Hey, I said, you guys just talk to me, I'm too sleepy, after a while, I closed my eyes and opened my eyes, don't you think, I will just follow the current rhythm, and I will be able to travel through time in a hurry. , do you believe it?"
Jiang Jing was stunned. After exiting the Qingyin Expressway, he kept thinking that he shouldn't have come.
"It's getting dark. The temperature difference between morning and evening is too big here. Don't go too deep today. Find a place to stay at the entrance."
The child bandit closed his eyes, hugged his shoulders, and spoke slowly.
"Brother, the navigation system is so confusing. Where can I find a place for you?"
When Jiang Jing said this, he became inexplicably anxious. With red eyes, he slapped the navigation with his palms one after another and cursed: "Damn you. Damn it. Brother, when you get confused in life, you shrink back." Well, then what use do I need you for?"
"There are still roads, which means you are not far away from people. If you walk along the road, you can find a place with people."
The child bandit replied succinctly.
"Brother, why are you so smart?" Jiang Jing was stunned.
"It's because you are too fierce."
"All right."
Forty minutes later, the sun on the skyline was about to disappear, and the light ahead was getting weaker and weaker. Jiang Jing's car was driving very fast. In a hurry, he suddenly pointed ahead and shouted: "See, there seems to be something ahead. A thatched house,.”
"Drive quickly, there are at least five kilometers left."
The child bandit really didn't want to talk to him any more, so he urged him and continued to close his eyes and meditate.
After another ten minutes, a small courtyard made of yellow mud blocks and cement appeared in front of us.
"Squeak."
Jiang Jing stopped the dusty Hummer, and then we walked down together.
Along the way, I felt groggy due to my age, and I didn't eat much. When I got off the car, my eyesight turned black, I turned my head, and I vomited.
"I said I wouldn't let you come. I didn't let you come. You had to come. Look at your body. It looks like it's made of paper. What a burden."
The old immortal yelled at me furiously, then wiped his lips that he had just spit out, and walked towards the small courtyard.
At the entrance of the small courtyard, there was a wooden sign supported by a broken truck tire, which read.
come on.
Change tires.
stay.
Selling wilderness survival supplies.
"Let's go in and take a look."
I greeted everyone and then ran into the courtyard.
"Dong dong."
In the yard, a sturdy young man with a shaved head, wrapped in oil-stained twists and a very plain and worn-out military coat, was smashing the tires of a Beijing Jeep with a board.
"Hey, buddy,."
The old immortal shouted, walked over and asked, "What are you smashing? Whack-a-mole."
"Test the tire pressure."
The young man replied without raising his head.
"You can't see the tire pressure on the console."
The old immortal asked puzzledly.
"My car doesn't have a console, only a steering wheel."
The young man can speak Mandarin quite well.
"Fuck, I'm so fucked."
The old immortal was speechless.
"Bang."
At this moment, the wooden door of the small dilapidated house next to it was pushed open, and a man whose age could not be identified at all was wrapped in a suede sheepskin cotton jacket. His hair was messy, and the dirt on his face had been soaked into his skin due to the inability to effectively clean it for many years. , with a big bright red gash on his lip, wearing leather boots, stepped out and asked: "Stay in the hotel."
When we saw this look, we were all stunned.
"Ah, stay in the hotel."
The old immortal nodded.
"The five of you want two rooms, one thousand and five dollars each."
The middle-aged man put his hands in his sleeves and squatted on the ground and spoke succinctly.
"Are you a little dark?" Jiang Jing asked with a sideways glance.
"Three thousand in total."
The middle-aged man took out his right hand, took an unidentified cigarette from his ear, lit it, and said lightly.
"Don't BB."
I said something to Jiang Jing, and then said: "You can arrange a house, we will live there."
"Come on."
"add."
"How much?" I asked.
"The price is calculated in barrels, five hundred per barrel."
"OK."
I nodded, walked over, took out the cigarette case and said to him: "Here, change one."
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take my cigarette, pointed it directly at it, took a puff and said: "Go to bed early, we will turn off the lights after six o'clock."
"..." I was silent for two seconds and then continued to ask: "How far is Loulan."
"It's over."
He still replied concisely and clearly.
"...How far away is the soil root?" I asked again.
"Keep driving along the road until there is no road. We will be almost there after another 200 kilometers."
"Do you think you can get in our car?"
I asked again.
"Can."
"okay, I get it."
The two of us talked for a while at the door for a cigarette, and then we separated. He arranged for us to stay in a side room. It was called a room, but it was actually a place that could protect us from wind and rain. There were only two beds and two more Break the table.
There was lack of water here, so we simply washed our faces and then hurriedly lay down.
Lao Xian and I share a room.
"Beep bell bell."
At this moment, I received a text message, which said: "Tomorrow at 10 o'clock in the evening, Tugen, God of Wealth Station, you take the money and I will give you something."
"Hers." Lao Xian asked.
"Um."
I nodded.
"Why do I feel like this is a bit weird?"
The old immortal frowned and muttered.
"I love cocks. I'm going to go out and pee."
I replied, braved the darkness, got out of bed, pushed the door open and walked out with my crotch between my legs.
"Uh-huh."
A figure in the distance walked over and turned around when he heard the noise.
"Where is the toilet."
I recognized him, he was the owner of this black shop.
"There is no toilet. If it's a big one, you can walk out for a hundred meters. If it's a small one, you can do whatever you want."
The boss replied.
"oh,."
I looked at him a little confused, because I saw a mobile phone in his hand, which seemed to be a Samsung smartphone. It was very new... This book was first published on 17K Novel Network, and you can read the original content first!