Chapter 102: On the ground at this time
It's the time of day when the sun is at its strongest. On the ground, there were deep cracks after cracks everywhere, and the dust and yellow sand were spreading in the scorching heat, making it difficult to even breathe, making people feel as if they were going to suffocate to death in the next second.
At such times, the surviving people generally find some shady place to sleep, rather than twenty or thirty people sitting in the sun around a white tent, enduring the torment of the heat, as is the case now.
Despite the fact that everyone was sweating and looked uncomfortable, for some reason, no one got up and left—everyone sat honestly in place, glancing in the direction of the tent from time to time.
This one-person tent is made of insulated fabric, so if you sit in it, it will be very cool.
At this time, the entrance to the tent was tightly closed.
"This guy is really good at pretending, I'm dying of heat......"
From the side of the thigh of a young man who looked like Sven, there was a sudden low scolding - the young man hurriedly pressed the thing he was talking about, revealing a pair of gray gloves that were obviously made of socks, and reprimanded softly: "Don't make trouble! If they hear it, we'll be out of luck. ”
Under the palm of his hand, a brown-haired rabbit with a small pink carrot painted on its fur stretched out in dissatisfaction.
"Damn, it's just that it has a broken ability, and it's so powerful......" it still muttered after all.
In fact, Hu Changzai also feels the same way - but he is different from the wayward rabbit, he has a lot of self-control, and he still sits upright.
After waiting for a while in the scorching sun, there was a sudden movement in the quiet tent. At first, it seemed to be just the sound of some rustling clothes, but as the wheezing of people became heavier, soon the fabric of the tent could no longer drown out the sound of the woman's humming—the people sitting outside the tent made a slight commotion, and then everyone lowered their heads again as if they had not heard anything.
After the male and female voices turned into an excited chant at the same time, after about ten minutes, the door of the tent was opened, and a woman with a flushed face and **** came out.
She was zipping her short skirt with one hand behind her back, and before she stepped out with one foot, someone had already spoken out in time: "Miss Meihuan, did Mr. A wake up from a nap?" ”
The woman, who was called Mei Huan, glanced at the person who spoke with watery eyes, and smiled with satisfaction: "Mr. A has just gotten up, and his mouth is a little thirsty. The next one can pick up the bargain, as long as you prepare some fresh fruits for Mr. A, you can come in and get a visa. ”
As soon as her voice fell, including Hu Chang, these twenty or thirty people couldn't help but be a little stupid.
In the past, fresh fruit was nothing, but in the extreme temperature hell -
"Miss Meihuan, you also know that fruits and other things can't be preserved at all. Do you see the juice line? I have several flavors here. A middle-aged man hurriedly asked.
Having juice was already the best situation, and the others were just some mineral water at best, so no one spoke for a while. Mei Huan snorted, turned around and entered the tent noncommittally, and after a while poked her head out and said, "The one with juice, you come in!" ”
The middle-aged man went in with a happy face - yes, the visa officer surnamed Ah was very expensive for each visa, and he did earn it by being able to exchange a few bottles of juice for a visa.
"I don't know what he'll ask of us later." Hu Changzai sighed in a low voice not without worry, "We have a few special items on us." ”
As he spoke, Mei Huan happened to walk up to him, holding a small notebook in his hand, and raised his chin at him: "Hey, you, 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 visas......"
"Check people?" The pen in Mei Huan's hand paused, rolled her eyes, and looked at him a few times: "It's valuable to check people!" What is your name? ”
Hu Chang hurriedly responded: "One is called Lin Sanjiu, and the other is Hai Tianqing...... Yes, the wine of drinking, the sea of the sea. ”
Lin Sanjiu's blow really made people fly to the edge of the sky - when Hu Chang got up from the ground, he found that everything around him was very unfamiliar, and he walked for two days before he found that he was already in another city in a neighboring province. It was also his luck that he was sent so far away, and he soon met the rabbit again.
But then, no matter how one person and one rabbit looked, they couldn't find any trace of Lin Hai and the two.
Just when they really couldn't help it, they happened to hear that a visa officer from the outside world came nearby. The news spread quite widely, and it reached the ears of Xiaojiu, maybe they came to the visa officer?
In this way, a man and a rabbit came with a glimmer of hope.
After registering for a lap, Mei Huan lazily returned to the tent, and it happened that the middle-aged man who had just gone in also stepped out, but his face was not very good-looking. A young man immediately asked, "What's wrong?" Didn't get a visa? ”
"Got it," the middle-aged man shook a piece of paper in his hand, not very interested. "I gave away all three cartons of juice, only to get a visa to the B-class world."
Xiao Young immediately took a breath: "Oops, B-grade!" That's a bit of a mess...... Where did you want to go? ”
"Needless to say, of course it's the Central Twelve Realms!" The middle-aged man didn't say anything more, just sighed and left.
Hu Changzai listened in a fog on the side, listening to the footsteps of the middle-aged man in the distance, he grabbed the young man and asked in a low voice: "For the visa officer, does it make a difference which world visa is given?" Why didn't you give the guy the visa he wanted? ”
The young man with long yellow hair glanced at him after hearing this, and sneered: "The first time? ”
He nodded.
The yellow-haired young man said, "No wonder," and stopped talking, just playing with the two glass balls in his hand. Hu Changzai waited patiently for a while, seeing that he still didn't mean to continue, he was a little anxious, and was about to ask, only to hear the footsteps of the middle-aged man who had been going away very regularly.
Hu Changzai glanced up, and the middle-aged man was standing at the end of the street, his figure was already half the size of just now, and he seemed to be looking up at something in the distance.
Immediately, his exclamation was heard back near the tent: "Puppeteer! ”
Hu Changzai's heartbeat stopped suddenly.
"Puppeteer, is it really him?"
"Why is he here?"
"I'm X, should we avoid it first......
Immediately afterwards, the people around them stood up one after another, and the whispers with an uneasy atmosphere instantly soaked everyone.
The distance of a street is really not far - the whispering has not yet fallen, the person who wants to avoid has not had time to lift his step, the appearance of the puppeteer has been clearly imprinted in everyone's retina, and the next second, he is already standing in front of the tent.
The puppeteer hasn't changed much from when he was at the docks: it's still the same strange attire, pale skin, except that the gold dust around his eyes has turned red. The biggest change is still the people who follow him.
Not a single plastic mannequin is gone.
Whether it's the woman in her thirties, or the 1.9-meter-tall man, or the short girl...... Everyone's hair, skin, and pores are full of living reality. There was a young man with a pimple on his face – it was clear that they could never be a plastic model.
However, everyone's eyes were equally hollow and their movements were stiff. Other than that, what they all have in common is probably the stitches on their necks – it looks as if everyone has had surgery on their throats.
The scene fell silent for a moment, and I don't know who swallowed it with a grunt, and the voice was very loud.
There were a few people who didn't know the puppeteer, and they were also shocked by this scene. For a moment no one spoke or dared to move—the puppeteer was notoriously moody, and no one wanted to upset him with rash action.
Mei Huan came out of the tent with a white face and a little helpless: "Puppeteer, why are you here......?"
"You're a visa officer?" The puppeteer asked with a wooden face.
Mei Huan glanced at him quietly, her arms were clamped, and the groove line on her chest became deeper: "No, Mr. A is ......"
The next moment, she had been thrown back into the tent by a gust of wind, and the tent could not stand the force, and the stand suddenly fell to the ground with a clatter.
"It's not that you don't want to ask the visa officer to get out of here!"
From the collapsed tent cloth, a fat man covered in sweat came out: "Puppeteer, hello, you...... I'm Ashi, and I'm honored to meet you...... I was rude just now, do you want to issue a visa? ”
The puppeteer glanced at him, and the fat man immediately smiled earnestly: "Are you going back to the Twelve Realms of the Center?" I'll give you ......."
"Wait." The puppeteer stopped his short legs moving back and said leisurely, "Before issuing a visa, find a name for me." ”
The fat man wiped his sweat: "You say, you say." ”
As if sensing something, the puppeteer's eyes roamed around the venue, frowning, and then slowly spit out a name: "Lin Sanjiu." ”
Meihuan, who was trembling and crawling out of the tent, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously continued: "...... Drinking alcohol? ”
The puppeteer's gaze was so sharp that it reminded people of a jackal, and suddenly condensed on her: "Do you know this person?" ”
"No, no, no, yes...... That's right, there was a guy just now, who said that he wanted to check the name......"
She just wanted the puppeteer to take his eyes off her now, and hurriedly stretched out her hand and pointed: "He's right there, and he brought a rabbit...... Hey? ”
At her finger, a yellow-haired young man hurriedly jumped to the side, revealing an empty space behind him. R1152