Lisa put the gem in her hand into her backpack with a "whoosh", and then quickly closed the zipper. She patted her bulging travel backpack and felt that she had never felt so steady in her heart.

Originally, Lisa planned to take these gems home, sell some of them, buy a few sheep and donkeys, and follow her father and brother while grazing while waiting for news from her husband, if the husband is willing to reconcile with her, then when she leaves, she will leave the sheep and donkeys bought with the money to buy gems...... Of course, this is Lisa's worst plan, and she has a better plan in her heart, that is, she wants to wander the world with "Zakhagon".

However, with this beautiful vision, she was confused about her future, she didn't know An Feng's plans, she couldn't see her position clearly, as if she was at a loss in the fog. And until this moment, the fog around her seemed to disperse all at once, revealing in front of her a poetic avenue full of romance.

She decided: these gems are not in a hurry to sell first, and when "Zakhagon" comes to her again, she will take these gems as her dowry and travel to the ends of the earth with Zakhagon...... As for the father and brother, well, you can give them a sum of money.

banknotes, thinking of the banknotes, Lisa hurriedly took out her backpack again, took out the thick stack of banknotes and began to count them.

How did this stack of banknotes come about, Lisa didn't know about it, and she didn't want to know about it. Among these banknotes, there are about 2,000 denominations of 5,000 rupees and more than 3,000 denominations of 500 rupees, with a total value of about 15 million rupees (about 1 million yuan) - this money alone is a lot of wealth.

The price level of daily necessities in Pakistan is similar to that of second-tier cities in China, but the housing prices are lower than the lowest housing prices in the country, which is enough for Lisa to buy a house and live with petty bourgeoisie for more than ten years.

However, this is calculated at the current price level, and the inflation in Pakistan is very strong, and this money may be considered a huge amount of money now, and in a few years, it may only be possible to buy a bag of flour...... Luckily, she still has a bag of gems, and this thing definitely holds its value.

Lisa buried her head there and counted the money attentively, while An Feng looked at the movement outside the carriage from time to time, interrupting Lisa's counting of money from time to time to remind the other party to watch outside the car. According to calculations, the car has entered the sensitive area an hour ago, and any fork in the road at this time may be the target area.

Whenever he passed a fork in the road, Argyle subconsciously slowed down, and An Feng always reminded Lisa to remind her to remember the path in her hometown. Lisa couldn't count the money after frequent inquiries, and she tossed the stack of bills aside, staring blankly at the computer screen at the back of the car. An Feng simply walked over and opened the door, and the cold air from the mountains immediately poured into the car, and the noise in the car cleared slightly.

Suddenly, Lisa pointed to a path outside the car and shouted, "That's it, that's it, I remember the pile of rocks at the intersection." ”

At every fork in the road here, there are piles of gravel piled up by pieces of stones, which have a special name in the country, called "Ao Bao" or "Brain Pack" and "Obo". There are many opinions about the significance of this rubble pile, some say it was used for worshipping the gods, others say it was used for memorialism, but in any case, the existence of these rubble piles gave illiterate herders a "landmark".

The fork in the road is not even an easy road, and from a gentle slope on the side of the road, the ground is randomly raised with a pile of gravel to form a small road. The road is so wide and narrow that it is not even passable for off-road vehicles, but there are also tire prints on the ground, which makes people know that it is a roadway. And those tire prints, according to An Feng's speculation, are likely to be motorcycle tire prints.

There is no need for An Feng's special explanation, Argyle, who was driving, had already hinted at An Feng in the rear compartment, and as soon as he twisted the steering wheel, the car turned around on the road and slowly returned to the vicinity of the fork. Argyll observed as he turned his guess into An Feng in the rear compartment of the high-speed high-speed - his words did not reach Lisa's ears, and An Feng heard Argyle's whispered report from the ear canal headphones.

"The road is not wide, and the tuks can go...... The road is rough and shallowly hardened, and the pavement is slightly higher than the nearby roadbed, but it is only 7 or 8 centimeters higher, and this kind of road is not wide enough for the truck to walk, and our car is afraid that it will not be able to pass......"

An Feng stood up and grabbed a handrail on the side of the car, at this time Lisa walked quickly to the back door, she looked at the scenery retreating from the back door, and said excitedly: "This is it, I remember this mountain, I remember this road, this is ...... The way home. ”

For herders, finding their way home in the wilderness is almost instinctive, and their memory of the terrain is extraordinary, and those who fail to do so have been eliminated in the race for survival. So An Feng didn't doubt Lisa's memory, he quietly opened his mouth and said silently behind Lisa's back: "Plan No. 1." ”

At this time, Argyle twisted the steering wheel, and the military vehicle was caught off guard and rushed off the roadbed without hesitation, rushing into the small road, Lisa and An Feng in the carriage swayed around, Lisa almost jumped out of the car several times, but fortunately An Feng grabbed her and hugged Lisa tightly into his arms.

Well, this is the first time in a long time that Lisa has made physical contact with An Feng, and at this time, the car is violently bumping on the path, and the people in the car can barely stand still, Lisa just buries her head in the arms of "Zakhagon" and sniffs the body odor of "Zakhagon...... For a moment, she was a little intoxicated.

The taste of "Zakhagon" is really different from other people's. In this alpine mountainous region, most herders bathe only once a year, and some even bathe only twice a year – once at birth and once at burial.

Because the climate here is humid and cold, people don't often sweat, so the smell of sweat on people is not serious, but it is undeniable that in addition to the smell of sweat, they have all kinds of other strange smells, such as the smell of mutton left after eating, such as the smell of pasture on the body, or the smell of cow dung and horse manure, but the smell of "Zakhagon" can hardly smell these body odors. He smelled of a refreshing bath gel that was particularly relaxing...... How so?

The clothes on Zakhagon's body are also very clean, full of the smell of the sun, warm and coaxing, making people want to lie in this embrace and sleep peacefully. Oh, and recently Lisa herself has taken two showers, once in the town of Three Forks and once in Gilgit. After Gilgit took a bath, she changed all her inner and outer clothes, and it stands to reason that she should also be full of refreshing and clean smell, but unfortunately because of the difference in living habits, she has been dyed with a smell again in the past few days.

For example, the taste of lamb, the smell of onions, the taste of pepper......

Dry, clean, and without any peculiar smell, the "Zhakagon" at this time does not look like a herdsman at all, at least the living habits are completely different from the herdsmen...... Of course, Lisa didn't know that An Feng had just finished a detox retreat before his mission, and he was as clean and fresh as a baby - the perfect gene made him even cleaner and fresher than a baby.

It stands to reason that Lisa would feel extremely insecure when she smelled this unfamiliar smell now, but ...... For a person with Stockholm syndrome, what she trusts is the most normal, and what she trusts is absolutely abnormal.

At this moment, lying in An Feng's arms, Lisa's whole body was trembling, and at this time, words could no longer describe Lisa's flattered psychology and her incomparable sense of happiness.

What is Happiness? It is said that a person with Stockholm syndrome shook hands with the "spiritual leader" he admired and happily did not wash the hand that was shaken for half a year – this is a pathology, but it is the norm of Stockholm syndrome.

And Lisa was now in the grip of that happiness, which made her ignore the ruggedness and bumps of the mountain road, and she didn't even wonder why Argyle would drive the car on such a mountain road.

On such a bumpy road, Argyle's speed was not high, about two hours later, Argyle turned several hills, he stopped the car, at this time the vehicle has been seriously skewed, Argyle, who jumped out of the car, carefully opened the rear door, and greeted An Feng and Lisa, who were hugging An Feng and Lisa, who were unconscious of the passage of time: "Hey, the body has lost its balance, and the road ahead is no longer walkable...... I can only walk. ”

An Feng nodded, and Argyle immediately threw him a rope, and after tying the car with this rope, he first sent Lisa out of the car, and then carried the four long ammunition boxes in the carriage out of the car...... Waiting for the valuable things in the car to be transported out of the car, An Feng stood by the car and jumped.

As soon as he jumped out of the car, the car slanted and slowly toppled into a ravine, and Argyle let go of the rope and let the car defy gravity.

"No!" Lisa cried out bitterly.

After An Feng landed on his feet, he immediately struggled to climb up the hillside, he ran fast, and when he ran to Lisa panting, the car had already "boomed" and rolled over. Immediately afterwards, the front of the car twisted, and the carriage continued to twist and roll downward. As the front of the car rises high, the car rolls again by the rear of the car hitting the ground, and the front of the car rotates 360 degrees......

In the blink of an eye, the whole car fell into the deep ditch in the continuous tumbling in front of the eyes of the three people, and it rolled and dismembered, and the doors and windows were broken glass, tires, and car parts were scattered all the way. Halfway up the hill, the engine leaked and the car began to burn, turning the entire body wreckage into a tumbling fireball, leaving burning traces of oil along the way. With a boom, the tank exploded, and thick smoke and fire rose from the bottom of the ditch.

Argyle shrugged with a wry smile...... Well, his car was wrecked, and he lost a fortune - which would perfectly explain why he had to go with "Zakhagon" to Lisa's brother's tribe.

The road is narrow, mostly just a two-step motorcycle path, and the local mountains are very steep, so Argyle drove all the way to this place, and had to abandon the car because the car was leaning so badly...... Of course, these pretentiousness could not hide from the shrewd spiritual leader, but An Feng did not think about hiding from the other party.

There are only four boxes left in the whole car now, and there should be a day to travel on the next road, An Feng sighed and opened Lisa's box and sorted out Lisa's backpack containing gems. He pulled out a moisture-proof mat and a thin blanket from the box, rolled it up and tied it around the rucksack, but ...... The rest of the things can't be carried away no matter what, including the gem backpack that belongs to An Feng.

The three of them looked around helplessly, and An Feng reluctantly proposed: "Bury the things that can't be taken away, mark them, and take them away when we come back." ”

Argyle nodded with regret on his face, the regret on his face also infected Lisa, thinking that the other party lost a car because of his own drag, Lisa was very guilty and ashamed, she added in a whisper: "I can also carry some things, I used to carry my bags to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads......"

An Feng did not translate Lisa's words, and Argyle couldn't understand them at all. The big man was not good at acting, so he had to pretend to be honest, he smiled honestly, opened his own box, took out the shovel from the box, and carried the shovel around, looking for a hollow that no one noticed and began to dig a hole.

An Feng then walked over and checked Argyle's box. The two chests, one for Argyle's belongings and the other for various weapons. An Feng took out two pistols from the box, stuck them in his waist, thought about it, and handed Lisa a pistol - regardless of whether the other party played with guns or not.

An Feng took out a set of cooking supplies from the four boxes, plus some food, and sorted out a small rucksack and handed it to Lisa. Lisa quickly took out the trousers from her box, found a place to change her skirt and put on the trousers. By the time she had picked up her backpack, Argyle had already dug a hole there. Later, Argyle returned to the box and retrieved a Magnum from the box, plus two Uzi submachine guns and put them on his body......

The rest of the stuff was packed, the crates locked, and the weapon crates were placed at the bottom of the pit, with their own personal belongings boxes stacked on top of them. The rucksack belonging to An Feng was dug by An Feng, and Lisa's clothes could not be taken away, so she could only dig a pit and bury it. In fact, these clothes are all old clothes that Lisa replaced, and it is not a pity to throw them away, but Lisa did not say anything about discarding them, and An Feng could only find a separate place to bury the box containing Lisa's things.

After finishing the matter, An Feng pointed to the three pits and reminded Lisa: "When we come back, we will take away the things that belong to us, you remember the location of your boxes, and when you have time, come and dig them up." ”

Everyone is now lightly armed, at least Argyle is lightly armed, but the ore on An Feng's shoulders is not light, and the three of them have to carry their own bedding, and then continue to walk along the mountain road - now, everyone is like a shabby pack caravan, there is no donkey, so people have to carry it on their shoulders.

Turning a mountain bend, An Feng faintly heard the slight sound of the motorcycle, he glanced at Argyle, moved his shoulder, and wanted to throw off his backpack and hide on the side of the road, but Lisa immediately cheered up when she heard the sound of the motorcycle, she surpassed An Feng with a brisk face, and went forward first, after a while, the three of them turned the bend and saw an oncoming motorcycle, and there was a woman sitting at the back of the motorcycle, the motorcyclist saw the three people appear, the handlebars trembled, and the body almost rolled over, Fortunately, he stretched out his leg in time to support the motorcycle, so that the motorcycle did not fall.

Lisa tilted her head and looked at the other party for a moment. The motorcyclist wore no helmet, only an Afghan sheepskin hat with his head and face wrapped in a white cashmere scarf and a large windproof sunglasses on his face, which was barely visible, while the woman behind him was also tightly wrapped and wore windproof sunglasses on her face.

Lisa stood up and beckoned, "Hi, passerby, I'm Lisa from Tribe XXXX, have you heard of this tribe?" ”

The motorcyclist's eyes kept hovering over Argyle, who was so strong that he was now empty-handed, with his gun hidden in his coat, and he looked like a bodyguard-type figure when he was bulging.

The motorcyclist was stunned for a moment, and said with a look of memory: "Ah, you are Lisa of the sheepfold, didn't you get married seven years ago?" I heard that you added a rich man, you are ......"

Lisa tilted her body and threw the backpack on the ground, and An Feng next to her immediately obediently made a bodyguard appearance, as if waiting for the hostess's orders anytime and anywhere, and excitedly Lisa didn't pay attention to the "Zakhagon" behind her to exchange images, she shouted excitedly: "Do you know me?!" Have you heard of my father and brother there? Is my father and brother still in the sheepfold? ”

The motorcyclist shook his head and replied, "I am not from the sheepfold, Miss Lisa, I have heard of you before, I have met your father and brother, but I really don't know where they are grazing now." ”

"It's not...... Are they all settled? Lisa felt powerless.

The motorcyclist shook his head, hit the accelerator several times in a row to leave, and replied: "It is good to settle, but Miss Lisa, the sheep have to eat grass, and the sheep that eat up the grass are determined by Allah where they want to go, and the herdsmen must follow the sheep." ”

Lisa bowed silently to the other party, the motorcyclist increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle quickly flew out, and An Feng glanced at Argyle, who showed a look that he couldn't bear to see - he refused to attack the woman.

An Feng sighed regretfully, Lisa was right in front of him, he didn't want to turn his face in front of Lisa, but now that he had entered a sensitive area, every passer-by could be a messenger, and even a woman could be an "armed woman", and her Arab robe might be hiding a bazooka. In such a situation, adhering to the principle of not shooting at women is definitely a suicidal act.

Of course, An Feng can also release spy insects for assassination operations, but the radio signals sent by spy insects are weak, and there is a certain communication distance limit......

Can you just let them go?

An Feng sighed softly, and at this time, the computer kitten whispered: "It is possible for us to find the target, yes, sheepfold ditch, the locals are saying this word...... How are you going to do it? The door, the motorcycle quickly rushed out, and An Feng glanced at Argyll, who showed a look that he couldn't bear to witness - he refused to attack the woman.

An Feng sighed regretfully, Lisa was right in front of him, he didn't want to turn his face in front of Lisa, but now that he had entered a sensitive area, every passer-by could be a messenger, and even a woman could be an "armed woman", and her Arab robe might be hiding a bazooka. In such a situation, adhering to the principle of not shooting at women is definitely a suicidal act.

Of course, An Feng can also release spy insects for assassination operations, but the radio signals sent by spy insects are weak, and there is a certain communication distance limit......

Can you just let them go?

An Feng sighed softly, and at this time, the computer kitten whispered: "It is possible for us to find the target, yes, sheepfold ditch, the locals are saying this word...... How are you going to do it? ”