We walked away from this place and returned the same way we came, and I silently looked at everything behind me, because things here were even more confusing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Some things have been completed, some things have just begun, and this is just the tip of the iceberg of confusion, and the figure I saw at the last time was a person, but I don't know who it is!

That person seemed to be looking at me and the others inside! That Qu 2, that Judas! And the women! These people don't know where they are now! We have long seen that it was all those men who died, and the real main characters never appeared.

And the girl I saw or met there could be real! I was irritable, I was relieved, but I was irritable, I wanted to see him, and I began to doubt myself. And I also noticed Chuanzi, now he is a little confused and disappointed, and he is not free and free without liberation, which is not like himself at all.

"You're ......!" I can't think of anything to say.

"I didn't even see him for the last time! I can't save him, I hate myself. The person I like can't save him, I think I'm going to be quiet this time, I'm going to ...... for him! As he spoke, Chuanzi choked up, but did not cry.

"We didn't see them in the end, they weren't all dead, maybe they were still alive!" Brother Biao comforted gently.

Hearing that there is still a chance that there is still a trace of it, Chuan Zi looked sad and his spirit was shocked, his eyes were burning, and he regained his strength, but we have never had a deep understanding of the position of that woman in his heart.

And I've been thinking about something in my heart, maybe this is the end.

We didn't pass through any danger along the way, but the way down was very vague, because everything here was very unfamiliar. Everything had changed, even the sky we were familiar with was different, and a road sign that appeared in front of us as I descended the mountain and finally reached the bottom of the mountain made us all stunned.

The road signs in front of us were all foreign characters that we couldn't read, "This is not Zhejiang!" "I was amazed at what was so strange here. And when we see the houses and buildings in front of us, they are all unfamiliar, and this is no longer Zhejiang, let alone China.

"WT! Chuanzi has already opened his mind and thought of all kinds of possibilities.

"Don't rush to conclusion, let's find someone to ask," Brother Biao said as he looked at some people in the distance. "Well, yes, let's ask someone first," I agree.

There was a person who walked up and his face was not a Chinese face at all, and I already had a hint of foreboding in my heart, and several of me started and walked up. The man watched us stop and began to say something we didn't understand, not English or the language we heard often, and here I felt like we were as confused as aliens.

"China," I said, pointing to myself, and I was telling him very seriously where we came from.

"China! Chinese! Got it! Chuanzi said indiscriminately, what he said was Chinese, can he understand it! The man was so dizzy by Chuanzi that he shook his head again and again, and kept gesturing with us, and I looked at it for a long time and didn't think of what he wanted to express.

"Ahh I know Brother Wu, let's draw a national flag for him, maybe he has seen it! As soon as the wood moved, he took out a pen and paper and began to sketch it. When he was done, he showed it to the man, but he nodded a little after seeing it, and pulled us into a village.

Here he showed the flag we had drawn to another man, and then the man made a phone call, and a young man came up to him. I communicated with me in Malay, but I didn't expect him to speak Chinese, but his Chinese is very vulgar and basically simple greetings. He told us in simple Chinese that he was a Malaysian expatriate, that his grandfather was Chinese, so he was a little bit, and that he now lives here, his name is "Diego".

"Chinese" Diego said seriously, "it's a brother!" "His Chinese I have to say really sucks.

"It's a brother!" I replied earnestly.

And we know where it is! We are now on the "island of Sumatra" in Indonesia, and we are now on the edge of the Indian Ocean plate

。 Unable to care about the surprise, we led Diego to "Banda Lampung", the capital of Lampung Province in Sumatra, where there is a flight to Jakarta, the capital of Indonesia, and when we arrive in Jakarta, we can transfer to international flights and fly directly to Guangzhou or Hong Kong.

But we still have to trouble Diego, we can't do this alone because we don't know the place, and we don't have any entry and exit visas and passports and so on. And we didn't even bring our ID cards, and now we are a black household, and if we are caught by the local police, we will definitely be regarded as stowaways, which is not the result I want to see.

After we discussed, we made an international call directly to my friend, asking him to put 100,000 yuan on a card here, saying that there was an emergency, and I would soon wait for the arrival of this money. A large part of this money was to be used to carry out all the formalities for our return to China, but most of the certificates were forged, and there were also things that we bothered Diego to take care of here, of which 10,000 yuan was reserved for Diego. I also promised that Diego would come here to visit him when I had time in the future and teach him Chinese, but I just don't know when, maybe soon, maybe for a long time.

A week later, Diego got our passports, all kinds of visas, and even fake IDs for us, and now we were able to go out in the open. The four of us took a plane from Banda Lampung to Soekarno Airport, the capital of Indonesia, and the air tickets were all bought, so we got off the plane and transferred directly to the airport, went through the immigration procedures, and boarded the flight to Guangzhou.

After a few hours of flying in the air and we all took a quiet nap, I had a very strange dream in my dream, really strange that I didn't tell anyone about it. The first thing I did when I came back was to make a phone call to Xiao Hei who was far away in Zhejiang, and Xiao Hei was very happy to receive the call, but I was so worried that he was about to call the police.

After a brief communication, I told Xiao Hei that we were back because of an emergency, and asked him to pack our big and small luggage over there and express it back, although there were no valuables, but it was still necessary.

When I got home and went back to my bookstore, I was completely relieved, Brother Biao said that he was going out for a while, and said that he was going to see his sister, so he stayed with me for a day and left, Chuanzi also said that he had to handle some things, so he followed him and left, but he didn't say when he would come back, so it seemed that it was more difficult for me to contact her. As for the wood, the child said that he had found what he wanted to express, and now he needed to settle down and be quiet, and he needed to rest for a while.

Now I'm alone in my store, and it's been a while since I came back for the Chinese New Year, and I haven't done anything else during this time, just quietly spent time in the bookstore. I secretly sent the findings and information of my trip to a historian, and I knew that there would be an uproar and that I would be out of the matter, and I had already made up my mind whether the truth of those things was true or false.

But my heart has never been at peace at every moment, because what I discovered this trip was no longer as simple as a simple Mu Dingsheng, what I saw was a mysterious organization. A subversive conspiracy, a secret that I can't stay out of, this secret or conspiracy has begun to ferment in my heart, Nine Thousand Years Old, Eight Banner Guards, these organizations and characters that are not young and forgettable.

And the word "rain" that appears at the end, what exactly does this mean, this matter is not over yet.

I began to doubt myself, the girl named Yue'er was so real that I could not forget his figure for a day. It always seems to linger, what's going on with me? After coming back from a lot of things, I realized that some things were not just chance encounters.

I made a cup of tea and put on the music, and my brother Leslie Cheung's record -- aftertaste, she appeared in front of my eyes......

ps: Happy New Year to everyone tomorrow on the 30th of the year!!