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Now is the time of day when the sun is at its strongest. There are deep cracks and cracks everywhere on the earth. The dust and yellow sand are rising in the venomous heat. It is even difficult to breathe, making people feel like they are next to someone.
He will suffocate to death in seconds.
At this time, the surviving people would usually find some shady places to sleep, instead of like now, where twenty or thirty people sit around a white tent in the sun, enduring the torture of the high temperature.
Although everyone was sweating and looked extremely uncomfortable, for some reason, no one stood up and left - everyone just sat there and glanced in the direction of the tent from time to time.
This one-person-high tent is made of thermal insulation fabric. It will be very cool if you sit in it.
At this time, the entrance to the tent was tightly closed.
"This guy is really good at putting on airs, I'm almost dying of heat..."
From next to the thigh of a gentle-looking young man, a low scolding sound suddenly came out - the young man hurriedly held down the thing he was talking about, revealed a pair of gray gloves that were obviously made of socks, and scolded softly.
Said: "Don't cause trouble! If we let them hear it, we will be in trouble."
Under his palm, a brown rabbit with small pink carrots painted on its fur stretched out dissatisfiedly.
"Damn it, I just have a bad ability, and I can be so domineering..." It muttered this sentence after all.
In fact, Hu Changzai felt the same way - but unlike the wayward rabbit, he had great self-control and still sat upright.
After waiting under the scorching sun for a while, a little movement suddenly came from the quiet tent. At first, it seemed to be just the rustling of clothing, but as people gasped, the sound became heavier and louder. Soon, the tent
The fabric could no longer cover up the woman's humming sound - the people sitting outside the tent made a slight commotion, and then everyone seemed to have heard nothing and lowered their heads.
After the male and female voices turned into excited shouts at the same time, about ten minutes later, the tent door was opened. A flushed woman with big breasts and buttocks came out.
She was holding the zipper of her skirt behind her back with one hand. She had just stepped out with one foot when someone said at the right time: "Miss Meihuan, has Mr. Ah woke up from his nap?"
The woman called Mei Huan glanced at the speaker with watery eyes and smiled with satisfaction: "Mr. Ah just got up and is a little thirsty. The next person will get a bargain, just prepare some for Mr. Ah
Fresh fruit. Then you can come in and get your visa."
As soon as she finished speaking, these twenty or thirty people, including Hu Changzai, couldn't help but feel a little stupid.
In the past, fresh fruit was nothing, but in the extreme temperature hell——
"Miss Meihuan, you know that fruits can't be preserved at all. Can you think of juice? I have several flavors here." A middle-aged man asked hurriedly.
Juice is already the best situation, and the others only have some mineral water at best, so no one spoke for a while. Mei Huan snorted and turned around and entered the tent without comment. After a while, he poked his head out and said
: "The one with the juice. Come in!"
The middle-aged man went in with a happy face - yes, the visa officer surnamed A paid a high price for each visa. He could exchange a few bottles of juice for a visa, so he really made a profit.
"I wonder what he will ask of us later." Hu Changzai sighed with worry, "We only have a few special items that we can get our hands on."
While he was talking, Mei Huan walked up to him, holding a small notebook in her hand, and raised her chin at him: "Hey, how many visas do you want to apply for?"
"Oh, I, I'm not here to apply for a visa, I'm here to check the names of two people to see if they have issued a visa..."
"Searching people?" Mei Huan paused with the pen in her hand, rolled her eyes, and looked at him a few times: "Searching people is very valuable! What's your name?"
Hu Changzai responded hurriedly: "One is named Lin Sanjiu, and the other is named Hai Tianqing... yes, the wine for drinking, the sea of the sea."
Lin Sanjiu's blow indeed sent people flying to the horizon. When Hu Chang got up from the ground, he found that everything around him was very strange. After walking for two days, he realized that he was already in another place in a neighboring province.
He was in the city. It was his luck that he was sent flying so far and met the rabbit again soon.
But then, no matter how hard they searched, they could not find any trace of Lin Hai.
Just when they were really helpless, they happened to hear that a visa officer from the outside world had come nearby. The news spread widely, and the news spread to Xiaojiu and the others. Maybe they had come here to get a visa.
official?
Just like that, one person and one rabbit came with a slim hope.
After registering, Mei Huan lazily returned to the tent. It happened that the middle-aged man who had just entered also stepped out, but his face didn't look very good. A young man immediately asked as if it was a good thing: "
What’s wrong? Didn’t get the visa?”
"I got it," the middle-aged man shook a piece of paper in his hand without much interest. "I gave away three boxes of juice, but in the end I only got a visa to the B-class world."
The young man immediately took a breath: "Oh, B-level! That's a bit difficult... Where did you want to go?"
"Needless to say, of course it's the central twelve realms!" The middle-aged man said nothing more, just sighed and left.
Hu Changzai listened in confusion, hearing the middle-aged man's footsteps disappearing away. He grabbed the young man and asked in a low voice: "For the visa officer, which world's visa is still good?
Is there any difference? Why not give that person the visa he wanted?"
The young man had long yellow hair. After hearing this, he glanced sideways at him and laughed: "First time?"
He nodded.
The yellow-haired young man said, "No wonder," and stopped talking. He just played with the two glass balls in his hands. Hu Changzai waited patiently for a while, but saw that he still had no intention of continuing.
, a little anxious, and was about to ask, when he heard the regular footsteps of the middle-aged man who was leaving just now stopped.
Hu Changzai raised his head and glanced. The middle-aged man was standing at the end of the street. His figure was half the size of before. He seemed to be looking at something in the distance with his head raised.
Immediately, his cry was heard near the tent: "Puppet Master!"
Hu Changzai's heartbeat suddenly stopped.
"The puppet master, is it really him?"
"Why is he here?"
"I x, should we avoid it first..."
Immediately afterwards, everyone around him stood up one after another, and whispers and an uneasy atmosphere instantly infected everyone.
The distance of one street is really not that far - the whispers have not yet fallen. Before those who want to avoid have time to take a step, the puppet master's appearance has been clearly imprinted on everyone's retinas, and the next second.
He was already standing in front of the tent.
Compared with when he was at the dock, the puppet master has not changed much: he still has the same strange clothes and pale skin, but the gold powder around his eyes has turned into red powder. The biggest change is the person following him.
There is no one who looks like a plastic mannequin.
Whether it's the woman in her thirties, the tall man who's 1.9 meters tall, or the short girl... everyone's hair, skin, and pores are all full of lifelike reality. Some of them are young.
There was even a pimple on their face - obviously, they couldn't be plastic models.
However, everyone's eyes were blank and their movements were stiff. Apart from that, the only thing they had in common was the sutures on their necks - it looked as if everyone had undergone surgery on their throats.
The scene fell silent for a moment. Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the sound was very loud.
A few people who didn't know the puppet master were also shocked by this scene. For a moment, no one spoke, and no one dared to move - the puppet master is famous for being moody, and no one was willing to act rashly.
Make him unhappy.
Mei Huan came out of the tent with a pale face and a somewhat confused expression: "Master Puppet Master, why are you here..."
"Are you the visa officer?" the puppeteer asked with a wooden face.
Mei Huan glanced at him quietly and tightened her arms, making the groove on her chest appear deeper: "No, Mr. Ah just..."
The next moment, she was thrown heavily back into the tent by a gust of wind. The tent could not withstand the force, and the supports suddenly fell over.
"Why don't you tell the visa officer to get out of here!"
A sweaty fat man emerged from the collapsed tent: "Hello, Mr. Puppet Master... I am A Xianxian. It is an honor to meet you... It was me just now.
Sorry, do you want to issue a visa?"
The puppet master glanced at him, and the fat man immediately smiled enthusiastically: "Are you going back to the twelve central realms? I'll give it to you right now..."
"Wait a minute." The puppet master called out, stopping his short legs from moving back, and said leisurely: "Before you issue a visa, please find a name for me."
The fat man wiped his sweat and said, "You say it, you say it."
As if sensing something, the puppet master's eyes roamed around the field, frowned his eyebrows, and then slowly spit out a name: "Lin Sanjiu."
Mei Huan, who was shivering and crawling out of the tent, was stunned for a moment and subconsciously answered: "...Wine for drinking?"
The puppet master's sharp gaze, reminiscent of a jackal, immediately focused on her: "Do you know this person?"
"No, no, no, it's...that's the case. There was someone just now who wanted to check this name..."
Now she just wanted the puppet master to look away from her, and quickly pointed out: "He's right there, and he brought a rabbit with him... Huh?"
Where she pointed, a young man with yellow hair hurriedly jumped aside, revealing an empty place behind. (To be continued)
ps: Thank you to the wine lady for the 5 peace charms (hello, peace charm wholesaler), the big bad guy for the peace charms (thank you for your opinion~), thank you for the ingot bag sachet (don’t force yourself to buy it!), thank you for the pink
Ticket (I haven’t seen pink in a long time...)
And thank you all for your encouragement in the comment area. Hehehe, if this book has a tendency to collapse, please tell me immediately!
What are your plans for the Chinese New Year? How many pounds are you planning to gain?