Just when the members of the alien team that Ah Lan had arranged in Leh in advance were getting a female agent of the Indian Intelligence and Analysis Bureau in a three-story Tibetan house, three hard-core off-road vehicles started with a brown painted Mercedes-Benz and drove into the courtyard of the Tibetan hostel opened by the Dorjee couple at a very fast speed. Novel щwlā

Without waiting for the lady to look graceful and luxurious in Tibetan silver and jewelry, and her eyes were shrewd, she stepped out of the lobby door of the hotel, and found Dorjee, who was fifty years old at the time, with short black hair, wearing an off-white cloth Tibetan robe, and a pair of rimless glasses, standing next to a Land Rover Defender SUV that opened the rear seat door.

Dorjee's face looked very tired, and he slowly walked to the proprietress standing at the door of the hall, for the doubts and worries revealed in her eyes (Dorjee left on foot when he went out, and there must be something big happening in this posture), Dorjee just shook his head slightly to indicate that now is not the time to ask this.

After a hurried sound of opening and closing the car door, the proprietress was surprised to find that from the three off-road vehicles with brown sunscreen film window glass, two teams of people quickly got off the car, in addition to Zhuge Hanyu and Song Xiaoshuang who lived in the hotel yesterday, there was also a group of six Asian men and women, two teams of people got down from the two off-road vehicles, and Sima Yu, who looked like a mature woman in the memory of the proprietress, was motionless like a puppet, and was carried by Song Xiaoshuang like a flour bag on his shoulders to the door of the hotel hall.

In the other team of people who seemed strange, an Asian girl with a pretty face in a light yellow sportswear was holding another girl who looked like she had fainted and not woken up on her chest, the fainting girl was dressed in a typical Assamese ethnic costume, and the girl in a light yellow flannel sportswear followed Song Xiaoshuang and walked into the lobby of the hostel with the fainting girl.

These are twin Assamese sisters! The shrewd proprietress secretly scolded in her heart, and just wanted to say something, but then she was stopped by the eyes of Dorjee who had already walked to her side.

Dorjee whispered a few words in the ear of the proprietress, the proprietress changed her face greatly, she wanted to say something but never said it, she knew that she couldn't intervene here. I just went to the back hall and instructed the chef to make a hearty Tibetan breakfast......

On the basement floor of the Tibetan hostel building, a meditation chamber excavated from a gray and yellow sand layer belongs to Dorjee's own use, and under the dim lighting, it can be found that the furnishings of this secret room of dozens of square meters are very simple. A two-meter-sized, checkered Tibetan yak wool blanket sits on the gray and yellow sandy soil, and in the corner of the wall stand two rows of bookshelves made of fir wood, which are filled with scriptures and classics of various materials.

At this time, Aya, who had fainted and had not yet woken up, was lying on her back on the velvet blanket. Sitting next to Ah Lan in a light yellow flannel tracksuit, Ah Lan looked a little anxious, a pair of black eyes looked at Song Xiaoshuang who was sitting on the edge of the velvet blanket in an azure flannel tracksuit, Song Xiaoshuang's eyes were slightly closed and one palm was attached to Ah Lan's shoulder, Ah Lan only had Aya's twin sister, through guò mysterious telepathy, Ah Lan knew that Aya's injury was being repaired step by step under Song Xiaoshuang's best efforts.

However, Ah Lan felt that the process seemed to be a bit long, it had been nearly two hours since he arrived at the hostel, and staying in Leh for even a few more minutes now would bring unforeseen trouble to the members of the Assam Restoration Organization who had been arranged in Leh to cover their operations. It is necessary to withdraw from Leh safely as soon as possible.

However, Aya fainted and did not wake up, and Yan zhòng's plan of action to delay the evacuation of Leh and return to Assam, in order to make Aya sober as much as possible, Ah Lan cheekily tried to let Song Xiaoshuang repair Aya's internal injuries, and Song Xiaoshuang agreed to Ah Lan's request without a little hesitation, and took the off-road vehicle that Ah Lan summoned with a confidential communicator, and after returning to the hostel from the foot of the White Palace Mountain, he began to treat Aya, a girl who had fainted from internal injuries.

This was done because without the cooperation of Ah Lan's abnormal ability team, it was impossible for everyone to succeed in killing the energy lifeform without much loss, and Ah Lan also signaled Ah Tai, who was carrying a backpack, to "cooperate" with the members of the abnormal investigation committee, and handed over the four volumes of scripture classics to Zhuge Hanyu and others to record and copy with scanning equipment. When Song Xiaoshuang was treating Aya, the scanning and copying work was being carried out simultaneously under the supervision of both sides.

……

"How about it, when will Aya wake up, it's been two hours. My people can't stay in Leh for too long, and the intelligence network will be very costly if something happens! ”

Ah Lan saw that Song Xiaoshuang finally opened his eyes, and the palm on Aya's shoulder had been withdrawn, and Ah Lan, who had a deep sisterhood, didn't wait for Song Xiaoshuang to slow down and say something, so she looked a little eager to ask Song Xiaoshuang.

"It's okay, Aya will wake up soon......"

For Ah Lan's concern, then chaotic words. Song Xiaoshuang didn't care too much, stood up with his arms propped up on the velvet blanket, turned his head to look at the closed wooden door of the secret room, and spoke in a low voice after a slight pause.

"Squeak!"

Song Xiaoshuang's words did not fall, the wooden door without a door lock was opened by a white and fat palm, Sima Yuru, who had completely recovered from the invasion of the energy life body to wake up, looked very tired and stood outside the wooden door, a pair of apricot eyes looked at Song Xiaoshuang and A Lan for a moment, and found that it was basically the same as his own guess, he sighed secretly in his heart, and said slowly: "The classics have been processed, Zhuge Hanyu asked Ah Lan when he will leave?" ”

"Sister!"

"Aya!"

Just when Ah Lan was surprised that Sima Yuru woke up so quickly, Aya's eyelids lying on the velvet blanket blinked a few times and finally opened her eyes, and saw her sister Ah Lan kneeling beside her, Aya shouted in a low voice without thinking, Ah Lan leaned over with a look of surprise and put her cheek on Aya's face, and shouted her sister's name in surprise.

Seeing this, Sima Yuru knew that there was no need to ask anymore, with Ah Lan's arrogant bearing, she would leave the Tibetan hostel of the Dorjee couple as soon as possible.

There was a slight change in the expression on Sima Yuru's face, and Ah Lan, who was very strong in spirit, was clear even if he had his back to Sima Yuru, and asked Aya if there was a problem with his eyes, Aya replied with a look of no problem, and stood up without Ah Lan supporting her speed, twin sisters Ah Lan and Aya walked slowly past Song Xiaoshuang, and walked out from the open wooden door. There was a different look in his eyes. There is a faint sense of charm.

Aya's seemingly hidden actions made Ah Lan's face change, worried that she, the Gu junior sister, would have unrealistic thoughts about Song Xiaoshuang, so she quickly took her sister Aya's arm and quickened her pace to leave the gray-yellow colored sand corridor outside the secret room with dim light. Walking to the earth stairs at the end of the corridor before letting go of Aya's arms, the twin sisters stepped on the earth stairs leading to the first floor above ground, and their graceful figures quickly disappeared.

Sima Yuru's pair of apricot eyes watched the figures of Ah Lan and Ah Ya sisters leave the corridor, and then slowly walked into the secret room, and her expression became much more relaxed. Asked Song Xiaoshuang if he wanted to take a break, after seeing Song Xiaoshuang's gesture with both hands to indicate that it didn't matter, Sima Yuru showed a playful smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Ah Lan was fooled by Aya once this time, Gu girls have been amorous since ancient times, Ah Lan is really afraid of you, and it is already a bit of a cup bow snake shadow, you old cow will not really eat tender grass, Aya is a little obedient." ”

Of course, Song Xiaoshuang knew that Sima Yuru didn't have to take what he said seriously, he was used to being a ruffian. didn't care about this, deliberately approached Sima Yuru's neck, and whispered with a deep snort: "It's still Xiao Yang who said it well, even Sister Yuru can do it." ”

Hearing that Song Xiaoshuang's words deliberately imitated Yang Yifan's tone at the end of his words, he also felt the breeze from Song Xiaoshuang's nose breathing on his neck and a little itchy, Sima Yuru's pretty face suddenly turned red, and with a wisp of coquettishness in his eyes, he flew up and kicked Song Xiaoshuang who walked outside the secret room after speaking.

As usual, don't think about succeeding in the sneak attack on Song Xiaoshuang, unless he deliberately doesn't dodge. Song Xiaoshuang's backhand palmed against the soles of Sima Yuru's feet, which were slightly raised, and his arms shrank and released, as if a spring under pressure suddenly rebounded, Sima Yuru's body was rebounded by the energy and energy that came out of Song Xiao's palms. It took two weeks of somersaults in the secret room space to unload his strength, and his feet stood on the ground with some unsteadyness.

Looking at Song Xiaoshuang, who was holding his hands and arms in front of his chest and leaning against the wooden door with a ruffian-looking face, Sima Yuru snorted in his throat, walked quickly past Song Xiaoshuang and walked out of the secret room, Song Xiaoshuang shrugged his shoulders slightly and looked a little helpless to turn off the lights in the secret room, and then followed Sima Yuru out of the corridor outside the secret room. The dark secret room became very quiet, and you could vaguely hear Sima Yuru whispering and talking to Song Xiaoshuang as she left the corridor.

"How did the energy lifeform get killed by you, I want to know, Zhuge Hanyu didn't say anything at all......"

"That's not all, let's talk about it when we leave Leh......

……

The black-haired, black-skinny Master Mu Jiangcuo and the fat-faced, gray-haired Uncle Kongkang Ding, returned to the Tibetan hostel at noon hours after Ah Lan left the Tibetan hostel with her team of supernatural abilities.

Uncle Kong Kang Ding, who is always cynical with an old child's personality and is chubby in striped linen clothes with a unique ethnic atmosphere, has a pair of mille-feuille cloth shoes on his feet, and a light white cloth Tibetan robe, a black and thin old face with a tree root cane, and Master Mu Jiangcuo, who is wearing a cane from a tree root, walked into the courtyard of the hostel. The top spoke loudly and in a hearty tone with a southwestern frontier accent.

"Let's go and find Gesang and leave Leh on his northern Tibetan horse."

Yang Yifan nodded slightly, put down the hood of the off-road vehicle with her hands wearing cotton gloves, quickly put a few screwdrivers and socket wrenches into a car repair toolbox, and followed Master Mu Jiangcuo into the Tibetan hostel with the toolbox.

Before the two masters did not come back, the rest of the people lived in seclusion and did not wander around the neighborhoods of Leh, but stayed in the hostel and did not go out, Yang Yifan pretended to be the auto repair master of the small city, guarding the courtyard to carry out the guard mission, with her short-distance teleportation ability skills, even if she suddenly encountered the agents of the Indian Intelligence Analysis Bureau who came to the hotel, or the intelligence personnel stationed in Leh by other power agencies, they could also have enough time to disengage, and now the two masters are obviously scheduled to complete the task, The mission will soon leave Leh, and the vigilance mission will naturally end.

Less than three minutes after the two masters returned to the hostel, after a brief discussion, Zhuge Hanyu and others left the Tibetan hostel at a speed on a three-wheeled motorcycle with a waterproof tarpaulin for cargo boxes temporarily found by the translator Dorjee, while Master Mu Jiangcuo and Uncle Kong Kang Ding then got into the old Soviet-style off-road vehicle parked in the courtyard, and the car was driven away from the hostel by Dorjee.

Dorjee's public identity is a licensed tour guide and innkeeper of a travel agency, and his connections in Leh are proper, and it is easy to find a temporary three-wheeled motorcycle to pull goods.

Driving a three-wheeled motorcycle is a dark skin and a thick face of the Indian guy in his twenties, the tour guide Uncle Dorjee he is very familiar, with a few large denominations of Indian rupees given by Dorjee, he has already laughed in his heart, thinking that Dorjee is trying to send the "black" tourists who did not prove the text out of Leh safely, this kind of good thing he has encountered for the first time, without asking a word, let Zhuge Hanyu and others with travel backpacks go up to the back cargo box, and drive the three-wheeled motorcycle out of the courtyard of the hostel.

Unexpectedly, a few tourists from afar who stayed in the back container did not seem to be in a hurry to leave Leh, Anna said in Tibetan and asked him to drive a tricycle around a few blocks of Leh a few times, and the Indian guy who was very puzzled by this was already an old fritter, and he didn't ask why he did it.

Passing by a mule shop on the edge of the city, Anna suddenly motioned for him to stop, and it dawned on the Indian boy that the backpackers had not intended to leave Leh on his tricycle, and that they were making a small amount of money for nothing.

Not long after the Indian boys left the relatively secluded mule and horse shop, Master Mu Jiangcuo and Uncle Kong Kang Ding, who had already arrived at the mule and horse shop, led a few northern Tibetan horses out of the stable on one side, and the owner of the mule and horse shop, Gasang, a Tibetan from Ladakh, also led a few horses out of the stable.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the sturdy Gesang waved his hand to signal everyone to hurry up and get on the horse, and everyone in the team of the Abnormal Investigation Committee got on the horse, and the backpack with a large capacity was still tied to the velvet blanket on the back of the saddle by Song Xiaoshuang with a saddle belt and buckle......

(To be continued.) )