Although there is no mobile phone signal here, in order to be sure, they still collect the mobile phones of the black-faced men and prepare to take them back to the village to prevent the news from being reported. Lao Pang and Li Guanghan took out the sackcloth stuffed in the mouth of the black-faced man, and tore a small hole in the bag of the two tomb robbers in the sack, he wanted them to slowly struggle to find their own way, but not to have time to catch up with him.

66 Vast desert

The four of them took the big iron key of the black-faced man's house and drove the two three-wheeled motorcycles back to the village. There are no people in the village in broad daylight, let alone noon in the middle of summer, when the scorching sun is scorching, and everyone closes their doors and closes their doors and is quiet everywhere.

Li Guanghan drove the big jeep out of the courtyard of the black-faced man's house and picked up Lao Pang and his wife, and Li Guanghan specially told Lao Pang's wife to bring a sewing kit. Lao Pang and his wife carried three bulging snakeskin bags on their backs and got into the car with oil drums. Lao Xu quipped: "Lao Pang, you still have a lot of belongings, and you are reluctant to throw anything." ”

Taking advantage of everyone's nap, Li Guanghan hurriedly drove a big jeep out of the village from another path according to Lao Pang's guidance.

Everyone was relieved to see the black village that was gradually moving away behind them. Lao Xu touched the Audemars Piguet watch on his wrist, and his heart palpitated.

Lao Pang looked at the three people in confusion and asked, "What are you doing?" Doctors? How can you still be quite good at fighting? At first, I thought you were a cultural relics dealer, so I knocked on the bamboo pole when I mended the tire, sorry. ”

Lao Pang turned out to be a repairman at the Guangming Machinery Factory in the city, but the factory collapsed and was laid off, and his wife was sick all the year round and needed him to take care of him. In order to live, they came to this village, originally wanted to rely on their skills to eat, but they could not escape from the thieves' den by mistake, so they could only be coerced and exploited for several years. Now I finally escaped, there is a way to live, and the two of them are happy.

But then Lao Pang's words made Li Guanghan and the three of them fall to the bottom all at once, and they were shocked into a cold sweat, like a bucket of ice water pouring from head to toe. Lao Pang said that the reason why no one walked this path was because there was a section of the Gobi Desert at the end of the path! You have to go through it to get on the highway.

"Ahh Why? If we want to go to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, we should go west to the Beijing-Tibet Expressway, and we won't encounter the Gobi Desert? Li Guanghan asked in surprise.

"There is no way, you have deviated from the highway for a long time in order to repair the tire, and because the mudslide washed away the small bridge, we can't go on the nearest road on the highway, so we can only make a big bend to the north and then get on the highway." Lao Pang said helplessly.

"Oh my God! After fighting with people and then fighting with nature, why are we so miserable! "The first thing that can't collapse is Lao Xu, Lao Xu is really regretful and afraid now, he doesn't care about his heavy stocks anymore, he just wants to return to Beijing safely.

Lao Pang was not nervous, he smiled and said: "Fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, the fun is endless." I was well prepared, with dry food and water. If nothing else, you can get out of the desert in half a day and get back on the highway. I also brought gasoline and repair tools, don't worry, the car broke down with me. ”

"See, Lao Xu, it's really a master in the folk!" Li Guanghan said with admiration while driving.

The voice system of "Chen Aili" also accurately translated this passage, and she looked at Lao Pang with gratitude and admiration.

On the bumpy dirt road, there was only Li Guanghan and his car, and the surroundings were very desolate and uninhabited. As the sun sets, the big jeep heads north, and the sun shines in from the left side of the car window and shines on Lee Kwang Han's face. He squinted, looked at the scenery outside the window and remembered a poem by Wang Wei, "The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river." A few days ago, he could never have imagined that he would come to the poet's pen in such a form in his lifetime. Life is full of unknowns, and you never know what will happen next. The ups and downs and thrilling experiences experienced by Lee Kwang Han in the past six months have far exceeded all the experiences of his first half of life combined.

There are already shadows of the Gobi on both sides of the dirt road, rocks, sand, and dead branches everywhere, and sparse grass stubbornly burrows out of the cracks in the stones, swaying weakly. The dirt road disappeared as I walked, and the Gobi was already under the wheels.

We discussed finding a nearby high and flat place to spend the night, and then set off through the desert at dawn tomorrow.

There is still no signal on the mobile phone, and Lao Xu and "Chen Aili" are both anxious and panicked because they have cut off all contact with the outside world. Although Li Guanghan does not have a mobile phone, he is still worried about how the Beijing police officer Zheng is going to investigate Su Yaoguang's case and whether he has cleared his name.

The three of them were thinking about their own things, and they were in a daze, only to hear Lao Pang shouting at them under the car and beckoning them for help. It turned out that after a while, Lao Pang and his wife had already set up a tent with a homemade simple telescopic frame, and they were about to help everyone pull the plastic film.

The three top students unanimously praised Lao Pang for being thoughtful. Lao Pang opened a bulging snakeskin bag in the eyes of everyone's "tsk" praise and admiration, revealing an alcohol stove, a stainless steel soup pot and plastic bowls and chopsticks, a pack of noodles, several boxes of instant noodles, mustard, ham sausage, and water. He showed these things to the three scholars like a trick, and the three of them sighed together, ashamed of themselves.

When night fell, wolves cried from time to time in the lonely and desolate Gobi, and everyone built a bonfire and ate noodles and ham sausages around the bonfire.

Li Guanghan asked Lao Pang's wife to bring a sewing kit, and he took out a thicker needle from it, washed it, and burned it on the fire. The jumping firelight reflected his handsome face and focused expression, and "Chen Aili" saw that his thinking was a little stagnant for a while.

Li Guanghan took Lao Pang's wife's palm, pinched it to the center of the first section of the back of her thumb and said: "There are three acupuncture points here in turn, called 'pollution control acupoints', which are designed to treat long-term skin sores, bleeding, suppuration and stinking. I now prick the needles at these three acupuncture points until black blood comes out. Don't be afraid of pain. ”

Lao Pang and his wife were suspicious, and "Chen Aili" and Lao Xu also sat over with interest to observe. Seeing that Li Guanghan confidently adjusted the angle of the needle, accurately pierced the acupuncture points, twisted and inserted, and after a while, a stream of black blood really flowed out.

Li Guanghan pricked black blood out of the 'pollution control holes' of her hands, and then said, you wash your face tonight and wait until tomorrow morning to witness the miracle.

"Teacher Li, where did you learn Chinese medicine acupuncture?" "Chen Aili" asked with interest, she didn't expect that the real Chen Aili must have asked this question a long time ago, wouldn't it be self-revealing to ask like this?