Chapter Twenty-Five: Midnight Scream

The convoy bumped on Lop Nur.

Halfway through, I heard a dull pop.

Looking ahead, Wei Zao's Cherokee slowly stopped.

I got out of the car with the captain and walked over to see that the Cherokee's right front wheel had a flat tire.

Wei Zao scolded.

We changed the tires with him and it took about half an hour.

He said, "What if I get a flat tire again?" ”

I didn't speak.

The Cherokee only has one spare tire, and if it blows out again, it can only be dragged away, which will definitely cost fuel and add another risk.

Wei Zao was very open-minded, he said: "If I get a flat tire again, I will leave this car here." ”

Then, I returned to the car with the captain, and the convoy continued on its way.

Overall, our speed is getting slower and slower, and after leaving the Yadan group, we have walked for more than two hours and moved less than 30 kilometers.

At dusk, we found another low-lying place and stopped to set up camp. According to the navigator, it is only 84 kilometers from the center of Lop Nur Lake.

After getting off the bus, I looked around and there were no extra footprints in this place.

Everyone set up tents, set up pots and stoves, and prepared dinner.

Bubu stood slightly higher, holding up his telescope and looking around.

The puncture did not affect Wei Zao's mood, and when the meal was served, he said: "Early tomorrow morning, we will be able to reach the center of Lop Nur Lake!" ”

Originally, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted, coupled with the strange shoe prints that appeared at noon, everyone's hearts were a little depressed, Wei Zao's words made the morale of the whole team immediately high.

I also have this mentality - if we don't reach the center of Lop Nur Lake, we are entering. After passing through the center of Lop Nur, every step is to leave.

While eating, everyone talked about Lop Nur, the nuclear test in 1965, the Sun Tomb, and the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Loulan......

I glanced at Pavan, who was eating noodles with his head down. I feel more and more that this silent person really resembles Yadan's huge face......

Meng Xiaoshuai finished eating first, and she snorted: "Bubu, you help me beat my waist, it hurts!" ”

Bubu helped her hammer it up: "You've been driving for too long, let the juice change you tomorrow." ”

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "I fell asleep and caught a cold. ”

Bai Xinxin immediately saw the stitches: "Sister, you better go back to the RV." ”

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "Go, I'm afraid that you will cover me with a quilt in the middle of the night." ”

Bai Xinxin said: "Before going to bed, you tied me to the bed!" ”

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "That's it, if you really feel sorry for me, go and sleep in Bubu's tent, and I will sleep in the RV with Yiwu." OK？ ”

Bai Xinxin hesitated for a while and said, "Sister, I have a lumbar muscle strain." ”

Meng Xiaoshuai said: "Then don't talk about it." ”

Bai Xinxin said: "Okay, I'll give way." Then he turned his face to Bubu: "Bubu, can I sleep in a tent with you?" ”

Bubu said, "No problem, you can come." ”

Pulp "snorted".

After dinner, everyone went back to their tents.

Before going to bed, I walked around each tent.

Music was playing in the RV.

Meng Xiaoshuai really went to the RV, Bai Xinxin didn't go to Bubu's tent, they were playing board games, it should be three people, the clothes and dances were very quiet, and they only heard Meng Xiaoshuai and Bai Xinxin talking and laughing.

Wei Zao and Pawan were actually drinking, white, with a plastic bag of peanuts in the middle.

I leaned against the door of their tent and laughed.

Wei Zao said, "Boss Zhou, come, let's have a drink together." ”

I said, "No, thank you." ”

Then I said, "Are you communicating well with Pavan?" ”

Wei Zao said: "Smooth! ”

He raised the glass to Pavan, drew a scale on it with his hand, and said, "No one is allowed to drink here." ”

After saying that, he drank first. Pawan drank it too, and the rest of the wine was exactly on that scale.

I said, "Hehe, you can continue to talk." ”

Then I walked into the tent in Szyrgo.

Xu Ergo was not there.

Zhang Hui leaned back on the tent stand and was reading an e-book.

Outside the horn was tinkering with his radio station, "squeaking", and it was very noisy. His radio station was small, like an old-fashioned radio, and it was so simple that it felt like he had assembled it himself.

Four eyes ran up and surrounded me sniffing and licking.

I said, "What about Xurgo?" ”

Zhang Hui said, "Let's go to the toilet." ”

I looked down at the radio station and asked, "Who are you contacting?" ”

The other said, "No—no signal." ”

I said, "Plug in your metal detector and try it." ”

"Not right now — not needed," he said. ”

I didn't go to Bubu's tent, it was dark in her tent, and she must have slept.

I went back to my tent.

Juice said, "Let's have a drink!" ”

I said, "Wow. You wait. ”

I went to the car, picked up four tubes of German friars' fierce beer, went back to the tent, and sat down.

We each opened a tube, touched it, and took a big sip.

There was a dead silence in Lop Nur, and the laughter in the RV was very harsh.

"I hate this kind of woman the most, grandstanding and mercenary." ”

I said, "She just doesn't have a lot of scheming. ”

Obviously not wanting to argue with me, she said, "I'll show you the face." ”

I said, "Okay." ”

She looked my face up and down, and suddenly her eyes widened: "Oh my God......"

My heart tightened: "What's wrong?" ”

"Just kidding," she said. ”

Then, she continued to look at my face and said, "You're an amorous person, **very strongly. ”

I said, "Well, almost." ”

She said, "Tell me an example? ”

I said, "I have to do it almost every day, except, of course, sleeping in a tent for those three days." ”

She said, "You are also an extremely unsympathetic person. ”

I said, "That's a contradiction. ”

"You're a contradictory person," she said. Your affection is to the woman as a whole, and your affection is to the woman as a specific. ”

I thought about it for a moment and said, "Well, reluctantly agreed. ”

And she said, "I'll see how long you live." ”

I unconsciously raised my face.

She looked at it for a moment and said, "You are too competitive and belong to the kind of person who is kind of people who are kind and unkind. ”

I said, "Oh? How old can you live? ”

She said: "The four natal years are minus 3 years. ”

I did the math: "45? I'm 45 this year, okay! ”

She smiled again and held the beer up, "You are indeed very realistic. ”

We took another sip.

I said, "I'll tell you your fortune." ”

She said, "Will you count?" ”

I said, "If you want to have seven Chinese characters, you can do anything, don't have anything to do with each other, and then tell me." ”

She said, "Good, good, I love it!" …… What words do I think? ”

I said, "I can't prompt you. ”

She thought about it for a long time, and finally said, "Think about it." ”

Then, she used her fingers to write on the ground: Fly, Color, Ten, Wu, Three, Xuan, Yao.

I thought about it for a moment and said, "Through these seven Chinese characters, there are many kinds of destinies that can be interpreted, so let's talk about one of them." ”

She said, "Okay." ”

I said, "I'm reminded of guitar chords – the main chord has the most correct tone, the subordinate chords have a slight slanted tone, and the seventh chord is close to breaking down." Playing the guitar often moves from the main chord into the melody, then into a subordinate chord, and then into a seventh chord, and the harmonic becomes more and more inclined, and the desire to return to the main chord becomes stronger and stronger......"

She said, "What does all this have to do with my fate? ”

I said, "Your life is a bit like a chord – you're a very unstable person, or you can understand it as a very conflicted, very tangled. You want peace, security, eternity, but you can't change yourself, and in the end, you are likely to do something drastic, or even cause tragedy. ”

She said, "What is the excesses? ”

I said, "Let's say, killing someone." ”

She stared at me for a moment before she said, "You're right......"

I said, "Do you really have the heart to kill?" ”

She said, "I don't know, if someone messes with me, maybe I'll do something." When I was a child, a boy scolded me, and I almost poked him in the eye with a pencil sharpener. ”

With that, she lifted her beer and touched it with me, and we each took a big sip.

Putting down her beer, she said, "Can you tell me how you figured it out?" ”

I said, "Nothing mysterious. Actually, I am a materialist, and I just speculate about your character through the Chinese characters you choose, and character is fate. It's as simple as that. ”

She said, "I'd love to hear you explain, how did you deduce my character?" ”

I said, "I'll let you choose Chinese characters, not words and sentences, then your character will be displayed on the glyphs." Look at the word you chose - fly, very restless. From another point of view, you can also guess that you have been a dreaming child since childhood, and this word presents a posture of running forward. color, many of the strokes are oblique. Ten, very upright, which shows that you crave rules. No, even more distorted, you are once again trapped in the inertia of your personality that is difficult to change. Three, you are more and more eager to be stable, this word three vertical poking the ground, itself is solid, and a horizontal is inserted in the middle, becoming unshakable. Xuan, you lean again. Ya, more oblique, no horizontal, no vertical. You can't control yourself anymore, so the danger is revealed in this word......"

She said, "How do you understand the last sentence? ”

I said, "When a person is killed, the subconscious action is to draw ×." That is, in the future, you may kill people. Baby, you need to adjust your mindset. ”

She said, "What does this word mean by two ×?" ”

I said, "When you choose words, it's just subconscious, and it's impossible for every stroke to match your fate, that's too fake." If you have to dig deeper, then understand it this way - you kill one life, pay one life, a total of two lives. ”

Footsteps could be heard outside the tent.

I asked, "Who?" ”

The curtain was lifted, revealing Xu Erge's face: "It's me." ”

He smiled reluctantly: "What about drinking?" ”

"Come in and have a drink." ”

Xu Ergo walked in and sat down.

I handed him a crate of beer, and he gulped it down. It can be seen that he is in a bad mood.

"Xu Erge, you should fight yourself today. ”

Xu Ergo smiled wryly, raised his beer and drank it down.

He said, "Shall I disturb your rest?" I'd love to talk to someone. ”

I said, "Don't bother." ”

Pulp opened another tube of beer, handed it to Xu Erge, and said, "Did you know Meng Xiaoshuai in the past?" ”

"I don't know," said Hurgo. ”

"I feel like you're in love with her," she said. ”

Xu Ergo said: "What do you think is the relationship between love and hate? ”

"What do you think?" ”

"I think they're two sides of the same coin," Hurgo said. ”

"I don't agree, love and hate, both sides of the spectrum, not true love, not true hate. Love is love, it is independent, and it can never turn into hatred and hurt. Hate is hate, and it is also independent, and it can never be turned into love and forgiveness. ”

Xu Erge said: "Boss Zhou, what do you say? ”

I said, "I don't have an opinion." ”

Somewhat cold.

Pulp juice suddenly became excited: "Hey, Boss Zhou, you tell Xu Erge's fortune!" ”

I said, "Xu Ergo, do you want to?" ”

He said, "I believe it." ”

I said, "Then you can choose 7 Chinese characters, and don't have any relevance." ”

He thought about it, then wrote it on the ground.

I watched it with Juice and was stunned.

He chose: Lin, Hui, Qing, Da, Ming, Peng, and Yao.

Xurgo asked me, "What does that mean?" ”

I said, "You're a super romantic guy. ”

Xu Ergo said: "That's all? ”

I said, "That's all." ”

Juice said, "It's boring! ”

Actually, my brain was spinning rapidly - why was the last word he chose, the same as the juice, also "Yao"?

If I asked you to choose, which 7 kanji would you choose?

You send me a private message from Weibo, if I can get out of Lop Nur, I will give you the "calculation".

In the middle of the night, there was no wind and the camp was quiet.

I remember when I was herding sheep in the Gobi steppe, although it was also empty and inaccessible, one night I heard the sound of the horse-head qin, low, hoarse, sad, and complaining, like a man crying, crying the sky, crying the ground, crying can't cry the loneliness, the panic, the coldness, the sadness.

And in Lop Nur, there can be no sound of the horse-head harp, only the horse's head.

It was dark in Xinjiang, saying that it was the middle of the night, but in fact it was already more than three o'clock in the morning.

Maybe it was because of the drink, but I heard the juice snoring slightly.

So fragrant.

I'm not talking about the smell of her sleep, I'm saying that the snoring smells like it.

A man who sleeps with a lovely girl must be hypocritical if he does not have any evil thoughts.

When I couldn't sleep, I imagined many times that the object was this baby-faced girl, and it was the best spice for me to spend the long night in the desert.

Just thinking about it.

I can't be as shameless as Bai Xinxin. I know how to be in measure.

Amid the snoring of the juice, I told myself that I had to fall asleep and continue my journey tomorrow.

I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by a scream.

I pricked up my ears and listened, it was Bubu's voice: "Help! - Help! ——”