The woman that appeared in Zhang Ming's mind was indeed abnormally beautiful, with big watery eyes, angular lips, and a straight nose standing up in the center of the pink melon seed-shaped face...... I glanced around just now, and the most beautiful woman in the audience was far worse than her.

But then again, it doesn't seem to be a regional race, and the women on the plane are much rougher than that.

Who? The face is so familiar, so familiar that Zhang Ming feels so close to her face to face that he can even feel the uncomfortable taste of the salty and astringent seawater when he remembered that he was thrown into the sea at No. 86 Gumugusi Street, Ulan, and the unpleasant taste of the salty and astringent seawater he drank could be clearly felt, and the fragrance in this woman's mouth could be remembered with a little salty breath......

I almost can't remember it.

Zhang Ming didn't dare to think about it anymore, he was afraid that his head would really explode.

Rest with your eyes closed and adjust your breathing ...... No, a lot of messy images keep coming to mind. Zhang Ming simply took out the picture album on the back of the seat in front of him and flipped through it to divert his attention.

The experience was painful.

There are different scenes that keep popping up in your head, and you can't tell them apart...... The straight ones are upset and restless.

It's easy to stick to Ulaanbaatar. Zhang Ming got off the plane and planned to choose a random place to go to the next point, but with the experience on the plane just now, he didn't dare to take another plane. The tossing and turning of his mind made him feel like his head was splitting again, as uncomfortable as sitting on the floor in a room at 86 Ulan Gumugus Street.

He simply took a taxi to the city and found a hotel to stay in first.

There is no need to worry about Wu Min and Ulan Qiqige here, he can rest assured that he can recover his inexplicable and always troublesome head, and make plans after resting.

Finding a hotel that looked good, Zhang Ming locked it in, and there was a "Do Not Disturb" card inside. He reopened the door and hung the cards outside. I didn't want to eat anymore when I locked the door, so I felt full after eating some bread and fruit on the plane, so I took off my clothes and went to sleep.

The discomfort in his head caused his whole body to be exhausted, and his greatest wish now was to get a good night's sleep.

As a result, Zhang Ming slept for a day and two nights, and when he woke up, he felt hungry with his chest against his back, and his stomach was empty without even a drop of water.

But after waking up, the mental state was very good, and the head that had been doing things before was extremely refreshing.

The biggest difference is what comes to mind.

The messy and weird scene that had been there was no longer there, and as long as it appeared, he knew exactly what it was.

For example, the beautiful woman who appeared on the plane, Zhang Ming didn't have to struggle to remember her name: He Qin.

As soon as he thought of this name, Zhang Ming was extremely excited: this seemed to be a woman who was willing to help him at any time, and she trusted her even more than himself in his heart...... This is not a trance-like hallucination, it must be the case.

I can't say why, but Zhang Ming is very sure in his heart!

But, who is He Qin? Where is she?

Zhang Ming's newly emerged memories could not answer this question.

I can't think of it, I don't want to. Maybe a little more sleep and something new to discover?

Zhang Ming took a hot shower and walked out of the hotel to find food on the street.

Mongolia is rich in beef and mutton. Zhang Ming's stomach is now adapted to meat. He indiscriminately asked for a large plate of stewed beef in the restaurant, and the goat's milk was drunk and added, and he didn't know how many cups he drank. After eating and drinking, I bought three catties of beef jerky and carried it in my hand, thinking that if I slept for a few more days and nights, I would wake up and not worry about hunger.

Walking out of the hotel on the street, Zhang Ming suddenly changed his mind.

Her phone was thrown in the two-story building at No. 86 Gumugus Street, Ulan, and the captain Wu Min must have sent a message to instruct her, but if she didn't get a reply, she must no longer spare herself. Send Deputy Captain Ulan Qiqige to kill him? Or did she come in person?

Whoever comes, Ulaanbaatar is not very far from Ulaanbaatar, and it doesn't seem safe to stay in Ulaanbaatar.

Keep flying and escape as far away as possible!

This time, Zhang Ming did not hesitate to buy a ticket to Huaxia Shanghai at the airport ticket office.

Why did he buy a ticket to Shanghai, and when he looked at the signs, he fell in love with this place at a glance, Zhang Ming himself couldn't tell. He only felt that the words "Huaxia Shanghai" had a familiar feeling for him, which was not only familiar, but also a little cordial.

Say no more.

Zhang Ming came all the way to Shanghai and checked in to a hotel.

Buying a plane ticket and staying in a hotel, Zhang Ming realized the wonderful use of ID cards. Without it, it would be impossible to move an inch except on two legs. For this, he had to thank the captain.

The name on the ID card is Donner, and the photo is of an unfamiliar face.

Zhang Ming remembered the disfigurement lotion given by the captain Wu Min, and took it out of his bag to prepare to return to his original appearance. Think about it and put it back in your bag. The face on the ID card is the face now, and the restoration of the Zhangming ID card is not invalid?

Zhang Ming felt that the constant messing of his brain in the past few days had made his intelligence much lower. I decided to think more about things in the future, I can't make a mistake in a strange land, look around, there is no one who can help me, there used to be a captain and a deputy captain, but now I have become a person who wants to kill myself.

It's hard!

Shanghai's food evokes more memories of Zhang Ming: braised pork, fried tofu, seafood soup...... Zhang Ming felt that there were many memories buried in the depths of his brain to be explored, and many times he seemed to know something, but he couldn't think clearly......

After a good night's sleep, didn't you sleep for a day and two nights in Ulaanbaatar and remember many things, including the name of that beautiful woman? Maybe sleeping for another day or two will bring more to mind?

Memories are incredibly important to him! Since he is a lander, he must have acquaintances and friends on the land where he once lived...... Especially his parents, if they find them, they will be the first to help him.

He needed help so badly.

Back at the hotel, Zhang Ming couldn't wait to pull out the quilt and cover his head and fall asleep, not wanting to take off his clothes...... As soon as I covered myself under the black quilt, I suddenly remembered a picture: on the hillside, there were three women standing, and one of the women standing next to the tree shouted to herself under the slope: "Zhang Ming, I am your sister He Qin!" ”

He Qin? It's the He Qin that appeared in my head on the plane!

She carried a gun on her back, and it was her sister...... I used to be a lieutenant colonel on the land, the lieutenant colonel was a soldier, and He Qin, who carried a gun, was also a soldier...... They carry out tasks together? It seems that I can't remember what task I performed at all, but one thing is certain: he and she, he, Zhang Ming, and her, He Qin, used to help each other together and fight side by side......

It's like a small round hole was chiseled through the top of a dark cave, and a ray of bright light instantly shone in, and many things appeared near the hole from hazy to clear - at this time, Zhang Ming corresponded the picture of the woman in his mind with the real scene in the mountains not long ago, and instantly remembered many things:

The blonde woman standing on the other side of the tree and shouting "I'm Qinglan" is indeed called Qinglan, and he had a wonderful experience with this blonde woman in a house made of small branches...... Thinking of this experience, Zhang Ming's body under the quilt seemed to have a certain reaction......

There is another one, standing in front of the two of them, jumping to the feet and shouting "Your wisdom sister, take a good look, you must recognize ......", her name is Li Zhizhi, and she has a smooth and delicate face like jade......

They are He Qin, Qinglan, and Li Zhizhi, who once dealt with the sea people together...... They may still be in the twilight mountains, looking for them!

He had run all the way from the mountains to Emerald, so if he returned to Emerald, he would find them in the mountains...... Zhang Ming jumped up from the bed excitedly, hurriedly put on his shoes, grabbed his bag and ran out the door.

He's going back to Emerald.

Walking out of the hotel gate, Zhang Ming suddenly patted his head and smiled: he saw many people holding their mobile phones. Cell phone! Make a phone call to any of them and ask if they're still in the twilight mountains.

If they leave, they won't run for nothing!

He found a store that sold mobile phones and sold a mobile phone. took the mobile phone to the place where the number was randomly put on a number, and walked to the door excitedly, and when he was about to dial the mobile phone, the question came: there was a series of numbers in his memory, which ones belonged to them?

This problem is really not easy to solve. It's not that he can't remember the phone number, but he thinks of too many, but each one doesn't have a corresponding name.

To recall which number is which person, Zhang Ming knows that he can't do it, at least not in the current situation.

He had the impression that he was a genius of memory, and that no one around him had ever surpassed him in terms of memory. He also remembered a memory contest he participated in, he won the first place in this competition, and a mobile phone that he had used for a long time won in this contest - remembered, it was a competition and a prize on the campus of Xingda University. Through Xingda, he suddenly remembered three names: Shen Dazui, Wang Yidao, and Chen Blink...... Maybe it's not a person's name, it's a nickname, and the person's name doesn't seem to be like this...... the 302 men's dormitory in the "inspirational" building, and the physics department of the junior year......

Zhang Ming found that he could think of a series of things through one thing...... It's a good find, and I have time to string it down. It's just that now what he can't wait to do is remember the phone numbers of those three.

After thinking about it for a long time, he really couldn't remember that there was no internal or external connection between the person's name and the phone number, so he simply gave up thinking about it and adopted a stupid method: pick one of the numbers that appeared in his mind at random, call and ask who it is? What if it happens to be one of them?

Just do it, but it's not suitable on the street, there are many people, go to the hotel, and dial these numbers leisurely, one is not the second, two is not three......

Zhang Ming ran back to the hotel excitedly, locked the door carefully, sat on the sofa, and his fingers trembled with excitement when he pressed the number key.

The other party's mobile phone is connected!

"Who's it?" A young man's voice came over the phone.