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Zhang Yang didn't want to stay in this desert for one more minute, when the rescue helicopter came, with Arman's accommodation, the helicopter immediately sent Zhang Yang and them to a nearby city, while Arman stayed in the desert and let the helicopter send a few car maintenance personnel, in fact, the truck was just a small circuit problem, and the problem was also encountered by Arman, and they were unlucky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, the truck's glass had to be restored, and they didn't want to have nowhere to hide when they encountered the wolves again......

Arman's investigation in the desert was skipped, and when he was in the United States, Zhang Yang and Arman met again, and many unexpected stories happened.

Zhang Yang and the three of them were sent by helicopter to the nearest TRT to the desert, in this place, they used the phone to contact the rental car, and after putting a sum of money into his account, the three of them went on the road with peace of mind, after all, the taxi driver was very kind, and Zhang Yang did not want to leave a bad impression on the people of Xinjiang Province, and it was natural to pay off the fare.

Of course, they didn't know that the driver was too scared to go out for several months after the shootout, and for a few days after the shootout, he was interrogated almost every day, until he was sure that he had nothing to do with the [***] elements before letting him out......

"Grandma's, I can finally change into warm clothes, damn it!" Liu Biao pulled the clothes on his body and scolded, in this cold winter, no matter how good his body is, his body is still cold.

"Hehe, let's go!"

Zhang Yang smiled and glanced at Liu Biao, Liu Biao's tall figure was wearing a sheepskin jacket, a small white round hat on his head, and a dagger stuck in his waist, and he was a Uygur herdsman.

The three of them came out of the desert, the clothes on their bodies were already ragged, and after they came out to buy clothes, they found that it was difficult to buy suitable clothes in this small town, so the three of them had to buy some national costumes with strong local characteristics.

To Zhang Yang's relief, Liu Biao and Aze's backpacks did not fall, and the only thing that fell was his backpack.

Of course, even if the three of them don't have anything, they don't have to worry, because now that the three of them are wearing gold weapons, buying one casually is enough for them to get mixed into Yanjing.

Although it was warm in this dress, Zhang Yang and Aze always felt awkward, but Aze was originally from Xinjiang Province, and it seemed very natural, no matter how he walked and talked, he was no different from the locals.

It is precisely because of Aze that Zhang Yang and Liu Biao did not make some jokes, and they would not shout a plate of braised pork head when they went to the restaurant......

The three of them didn't rent a car, and they took a short bus all the way to transfer constantly, this was Zhang Yang's idea, Aze and Liu Biao didn't understand why Zhang Yang was so complicated, but Zhang Yang insisted, and the two of them didn't bother to care, so they could travel it.

Along the way, Zhang Yang rarely spoke, he quietly observed the customs of this place and experienced the simplicity of the people here.

They have drunk apple leaf tea, red willow leaf tea, "Kas soup dish" herbal tea, "Butorge" tea, and also used herbal tea to make milk tea, these teas, for China's tea culture has written a sad stroke, because, many places to drink these tea is really helpless, of course, now it has improved, drinking these teas, but it has become a kind of nostalgia.

They have a soft spot for the bazaar, the bazaar here does not have the scale and momentum of the mainland market, and does not have the luxury and grandeur of the mainland market, but the charming Western Regions Bazaar has its own charm, she is like a step to taste the unique social science textbook, containing precious, tried and tested social truth, she is like a different shade, vast and boundless history, derived from too many economic events and human joys and sorrows......

Bazaar is a mystery, Zhang Yang believes that to understand the people of Xinjiang Province, we must understand the Bazaar, get a little closer, feel more, although we can not understand the real life of the people of Xinjiang Province, but it is not in vain that the "Bazaar Kingdom" of Xinjiang Province has a beautiful scenery.

The prices here are terrible low, a sheepskin coat may be dozens of yuan, a work of art with exquisite workmanship, it may be half sold and half given, Aze feels nothing, but Zhang Yang and Liu Biao seem to be Grandma Liu into the Grand View Garden.

Before he walked 200 kilometers, Liu Biao's flamboyant hands, waist, and neck were already full of some gadgets......

It's a super big bazaar, and a few people have been hanging out here for most of the day.

"Aze, I can't imagine that there are so many good things in this ** place in Xinjiang Province where eggs are not laid and birds do not!" Liu Biao walked in the crowd, holding a pair of finely made silver jewelry in his hand, which was handmade, and Liu Biao was ready to use this thing to deceive the virginity of the little Qing girl.

Aze glanced at Liu Biao, too lazy to talk nonsense with this rough man, the best way to deal with people like Liu Biao is to ignore them, and what Liu Biao is most afraid of is that others ignore him.

"Hehe, Aze, the bazaar here looks strange, it seems to be unplanned, it's a bit chaotic, but the atmosphere is good." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"The bazaar here is not innate, the bazaar in many places is the improvisation of some people, most of the people in Xinjiang Province are bold, open-minded and cheerful, often get together to join in the fun, where there are many people, where it is lively, there is a bazaar. Originally, there was no bazaar in the ancient desert land, at first there were only one or two people, three or five people where to set up stalls, some paving was actually only one felt piece, slowly, people who like bazaars heard the wind and came, the days were long, the paving gradually increased, arranged in rows, and had momentum, so that the market was formed...... Most of the thousands of bazaars in the southern part of Xinjiang Province are all born in this way...... "Aze's explanation is very detailed, and it seems that as long as it involves matters in Xinjiang Province, Aze's patience is very good.

"Haha, this place is much more interesting than some fairs in the mainland, and when you get married in the future, you have to bring your wife and children here to buy a lot of ......" Liu Biao laughed.

Aze and Zhang Yang both glanced at Liu Biao and did not speak.

"Hey, what are you looking for?" Liu Biao said dissatisfied.

"Nope!" Aze strode forward, Zhang Yang following closely behind.

"I'm not trying to save money, I just feel like there's a good atmosphere......"

"Really?"

“…… It's true...... I'm really not saving money......" Liu Biao said weakly, a little lacking in confidence.

"Did we say you're here to save money?"

“……”

Liu Biao looked at the two backs with a dull face, and couldn't help vomiting blood in depression, didn't he just want to save a little money! Do you need that kind of expression, that attitude of contempt?

Suddenly, Liu Biao felt a hard guy on his waist behind his body.

"Hey...... Bumped into me......" Looking back, Liu Biao immediately shut up, because there were at least three pistols pointed at him, and the muzzle of the black hole emitted a dark metallic luster.

Three middle-aged people, these are definitely three experienced killer-level figures, whether it is from their expressions or movements, it can be seen that their psychological quality is particularly high, in this broad daylight, thousands of people in the market with guns, there is no panicked expression.

"Go ahead, walk slowly, don't try to resist, there are three of us, keep a safe distance from you, you can't kill all three of us at the same time, of course, the most important thing is that even if you kill the three of us, you have to die, because, in these crowds, there are still a few of our people, as long as you have the slightest movement, they will shoot without hesitation...... Well, yes, that's it, raise your hands a little bit and stretch a little ......"

Liu Biao's crying face looked at the back in front of him, he wanted to kill people now, but he was more afraid of being killed, so he had to follow Zhang Yang and Aze slowly as instructed.

Now, Liu Biao's movements are a little weird, holding the set of silver jewelry in his hand, as if he is carefully appreciating and savoring it slowly, but the expression on his face is not the slightest bit happy, as if he has bought a fake pair of jewelry......

"Sir, someone asked me to give you a letter." A little girl about ten years old suddenly blocked Zhang Yang's way, holding a folded white paper in her hand.

“……”

Zhang Yang and Aze were suddenly shocked, and after glancing at each other, they looked at the little girl, who had a timid expression, spoke Mandarin, and her pronunciation was not standard.

"Give it to me!" Zhang Yang felt that the little girl was not in danger, the little silver fox on his body did not send out an alarm, and his sixth sense was not in danger.

"......" The little girl clenched the letter tightly and did not speak, and finally, with a flushed face, plucked up the courage to say: "The person who wrote to me said that you would give me ten yuan as a reward......" As soon as the girl finished speaking, her neck and face were red, and she looked shy.

……

Zhang Yang was speechless, took out ten yuan from his body and handed it to the little girl, after the girl took the money, she immediately gave the note to Zhang Yang, and then disappeared into the vast sea of people.

Zhang Yang opened the note and looked at it, and immediately, his body stiffened.

(To be continued)