The guide holding a sign was a man in his thirties and forties.

The stature is average, as for the appearance, everyone has different races and aesthetic differences, but I can't tell whether it's good or bad.

Zhang Xun approached directly, and then reported to his home, and the other party looked at Zhang Xun's face carefully several times, and then confirmed his identity, put down the sign and stretched out his hand to introduce himself: "Abu." ”

He is extremely fluent in Chinese, which is a must for a guide.

"Good work. Zhang Xun smiled and shook his hand, and then followed Abu out of the car to leave.

As soon as I got off the plane, I found a place to stay and booked a train for tomorrow morning.

Jinguo is not far from here, but it still takes a few days of hard work.

Abu doesn't like to talk very much, and he doesn't break his mouth unless necessary along the way, which makes Zhang Xun feel very good, and at the same time, Abu is very safe in doing things, from arranging accommodation, eating and drinking to the route, he has already prepared.

Zhang Xun's opinion is to leave immediately after a night's rest, Zhou Yi still wants to play here for two more days, after all, he is also the first time to the African continent, and he feels fresh, but in the end he still respects Zhang Xun's opinion.

After a night of silence, I got on the train the next day.

The world is big, but it is also constantly becoming assimilated, and for people like Zhang Xun, who even the people of other worlds often see, this kind of race from different countries on the same planet is not new.

It's like if you've seen an alien, you won't be surprised to see a foreigner on the side of the road.

It's a realm.

"If you want me to say, the African people are really a little uninteresting in their appearance. ”

In the train, Zhou Yi sat by the window and said a little deeply.

"What's the matter? Don't want to taste the exotic?" Zhang Xun sat across from him, his head down and not looking at him, but intently flipping through a book on race in his hand.

Zhou Yi grinned and shook his head.

Zhang Xun couldn't guess his appearance without shaking his head, smiled, turned a page of the book, and said leisurely: "The mainstream of Asia takes white skin as beauty, and the mainstream aesthetic is this standard, no way." Speaking on a global scale, it seems that white people in the West are beautiful, and if I were to say, we all live on the same planet, what is the real difference between beauty and ugliness? Why is it that when you think of blondes, they are all beautiful, but when you think of African people, they are not beautiful?"

Zhou Yi smiled when he heard this: "Brother Xun, according to what you say, wouldn't we yellow people be able to attack, retreat and defend, and do whatever we want whether it becomes black or white?"

Zhang Xun smiled and said in a mocking tone, "Lao Tzu said, the world knows that beauty is beautiful, and evil is evil. ”

"What? What did Lao Tzu say? What did I say?" asked Zhou Yi blankly, ?...... Zhou Yi asked blankly.

His Majesty the King rolled his eyes and said, "It's okay to watch less hair." ”

At this time, Wang Mianhua came over and made a gesture, probably saying that she wanted to go out and smoke a cigarette.

Zhang Xun immediately said: "By the way, see if the guide is outside, if he is, ask him to help buy a bottle of water, the language barrier is really annoying." ”

"Okay. ”

Wang Mianhua nodded and walked out.

When he got to a place where he could smoke, he saw his guide, Abu, standing there in silence, staring at the fields that swept outside.

Wang Mianhua glanced at him, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Abu.

“…… Thank you. ”

Abu didn't refuse, but helped light the fire, and the two men who were more than a decade apart but looked similar began to swallow the clouds together.

The whole process was silent.

Abu is a taciturn person, Wang Mianhua has also restrained a lot of impropriety since he stepped on the land of Africa, the two silently smoked half a cigarette, Abu suddenly said: "This is not the first time you have been to Africa. ”

That's an affirmative tone.

Wang Mianhua glanced at Abu, smiled, and showed a cold tooth shrouded in green smoke: "Why do you say that?"

"There's no basis, just feelings. Abu stared at him and replied.

"I said Comrade Abu, you can't talk nonsense if you don't have a basis, how can you look like a girl, you can see everything by feeling, if this feeling is accurate, what do you want your brain to do?

Abu's face did not change, it remained as usual, and said lightly: "I believe in my feelings, and I believe that you are also a person who believes in feelings." ”

Wang Mianhua was helpless, this product is quite strong.

He shook his head, didn't answer, reached out and took out Zhang Qingmian's RMB, and said directly: "My boss wants to drink water, so I ask you to help buy a bottle." ”

"Good. Abu looked at the bill with some toothache, sighed, turned around and left.

Wang Mianhua sighed, took back the ticket, took a puff of cigarette butts, and sprayed all the green smoke on the glass of the train door, covering the mountains and rivers in a foreign country.

……

……

A few days later, when the group finally arrived at a small town outside the borders of Jinguo, they stopped again.

It wasn't dark yet, and he could have hurried, but Abu still asked to stop.

After Zhang Xun expressed his doubts, Abu gave an answer.

"Mr. Chen asked me to prepare a gift for you, you need to take it. ”

Zhang Xun thought of this stubble with a sigh.

When he was in China, Chen Du did mention this matter, Chen Yang prepared a gift for himself, and asked the guide to bring it over, Zhang Xun accidentally forgot it in the past few days, and only remembered it at this moment, so he was even more curious, I don't know what kind of small gift it was, but it was placed here, and it was not taken out by Abu when they just arrived at the African airport.

"Let's go, open the gifts. Zhang Xun smiled and beckoned a few people to follow Abu into a house in the town.

There was no one in the house, but Abu had the keys with him, and when he had brought them in, he pulled out a large black bag from under the table.

"Bang dang. ”

The black bag seemed to be heavy, and Abu didn't pick it up easily, and when it was placed on the table, it made a unique sound of metal colliding.

Zhang Xun and Zhou Yi immediately became curious, what kind of gift is this?

And Lin Xiaoye, who has always made soy sauce for a living, was slightly stunned, and always felt that this voice was a little familiar.

Only Wang Mianhua, who was walking at the back, had a slight brightness in her eyes.

"These are for you. ”

Abu said, reaching for the zipper and taking a few steps out of the way.

Zhang Xun looked down and suddenly gasped.

"Hiss......"

His expression changed, and he stared sharply at the silent Abu.

What came out of the bag was a black barrel, and it turned out to be a bag of firearms?

"Holy!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, his eyes widening.

The Republic is a country that prohibits guns, and firearms and even knives are strictly controlled, so like most ordinary people, Zhou Yi has never seen this thing.

Lin Xiaoye also walked over with a surprised face at this moment, stretched out his little hand and grabbed a pistol.

Then he subconsciously made an aiming motion at Abu.

"It's already loaded. Abu frowned and said.