Long-distance travel by turnover

Gobi Desert Store meets strange people

The next day, nine o'clock in the morning.

The four of them, Inspector, Lao Wu, Shusheng and Xiao Liu, appeared on time under the tank sculpture of Shenyang South Railway Station, and after a while, five or six middle-aged men wearing white-washed blue overalls appeared in front of them carrying four black canvas sports bags.

The detective reached out and took a sports satchel from the hands of those people, and took a look, and the bag was actually Nike's.

At that time, Nike and Adi had just entered the country, and many people didn't know about this brand, and even if they did, most people couldn't afford it in those days.

And these four or five inconspicuous-looking people were actually carrying such brand-name and fashionable bags, which couldn't help but surprise the detectives.

A middle-aged man with a beard at the beginning looked at the Nike bag in the detective's hand reluctantly and jealously, and said with a sigh of teeth: "Which of you is Zhao Jianguo?" ”

"I am!" The inspector said.

"Here's a ticket for you!" The man said as he pulled out four tickets from his pocket and handed them to the detective.

The inspector took the ticket and saw that the ticket was from Shenyang to Lanzhou, Gansu, but the problem was that these four tickets were still sleepers.

"Good guy, that girl's ability is really not small." The detective said with a smile as he distributed the tickets in his hand to the people around him.

"And these bags!" The middle-aged man said with a jealous expression: "Here are the things you want to use, take them!" ”

"Okay!" The inspector put the bag on the ground, opened it and took a look, and found that it contained a climbing rope, a winter suit, a gas mask, a flashlight, some information documents, and a work permit.

The document is pasted with a one-inch photo of the four of them, and a line of small letters below reads: Inspector of a certain geological exploration agency.

The certificate is still stamped with an official seal.

In addition, there are actually a few books, a few bags of snacks in it, and what's even funnier is that there are three Saint Seiya manga in it.

"Who the fuck is this for?" The detective took out the manga of Saint Seiya and scolded.

"Of course it's for you, I'm afraid you'll ......" The middle-aged man didn't say any more, it was obvious that he had prepared these things.

"How old are you and still fucking reading comics?" The detective asked angrily, glaring at the guy.

"Oops! You don't look, I see! The scholar snatched the comic on the side and said with a smile: "Thank you!" I just haven't watched this episode! ”

"No...... You are welcome! The middle-aged man said a little embarrassed.

"Just fuck you, people in their thirties still read comics!" The detective scolded, closed the bag, turned around and said, "Okay, it's almost time, it's time to check the ticket and get on the bus." ”

"Hmm!"

After several people answered, they all put on their backpacks and turned around and entered the station.

There was nothing to say all the way, a 7-hour drive, and although the four people were bored, they were also safe.

After arriving at Lanzhou Station, as soon as a few people walked out of the station, a black and thin local greeted them.

The guy grinned, took a photo in his hand, looked at the photo and then looked at the inspector, and finally asked in a broken Mandarin: "May I ask the four, which one is Zhao Jianguo?" ”

The detective took a step forward and said, "I am!" What's wrong? ”

"Not much, not much!" The black and thin guy looked at the detective's glaring eyes and a fierce expression, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's just that someone chartered my car and asked me to pick you up." ”

"Good!" The inspector said, "Where's the car?" ”

"Over there!" The thin black guy said as he pointed to a white van parked not far away.

"Where did he tell you to take us?" Xiao Liu interjected and asked.

"I'm sorry for this master, he ...... that person" The black and thin guy laughed: "He won't let me say, only let me take you!" ”

"Okay!" The detective nodded and said, "You wait for me!" ”

After speaking, the inspector didn't wait for the thin black boy to say no, turned around and walked to a public telephone booth on the side to report the safety of the old Zhou at home, strode back, and said loudly: "Let's go!" ”

"Gotcha!" The thin black guy smiled and led them to the white van.

Although this guy is very obscene, his driving skills are surprisingly good. The white van sped all the way out of Lanzhou Station, drove straight out of the city, and after nearly two hours of running wildly on the dirt road outside the city, it came to a stop under a weathered rock wall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we need to change cars here!" The dark, skinny guy laughed.

"Where is this?" Xiao Liu asked with a frown.

"This place doesn't have a name, and we people here call it Dog Pee Cliff!" The dark, thin guy pointed to a recessed natural weathered cave in the weathered rock wall and said, "That's the place." Our old people here all said that this was originally the place where Erlang God raised the Roaring Dog, where is the urine pit left by the Roaring Dog when he peed, how many masters do you say it looks like? ”

"Don't tell me, it's a fucking like!" Lao Wu glanced at it and said.

Lao Wu was a train and a car all the way, and his stomach was already turning over the river and the sea, at this time, when a word came out, he couldn't help it anymore, opened the door and got off the train, and found a weed to go from the pain.

"It's fucking unproductive!" After the detective cursed, he turned to look at the black and thin guy, "You said we changed cars here, where is the car?" ”

"It's coming soon!" As soon as his words fell, a Beijing Jeep 212 sped in from a distance, and when it came to their approach, it drifted and picked up countless sand and dust handsomely.

This is a bitter old Wu who was hiding in the grass and vomiting, no bit of sand was wasted, all of it was raised on Lao Wu's body, face and mouth.

After this guy got back on the road, he scolded the "stupid hat" for an hour.

Not only that, but he even used all the scolding skills he had learned all his life, and finally popped out two sentences of "Eight Grid Tooth Road", which made the whole car laugh.

The car drove forward for nearly four hours, and the road became more and more barren on both sides, and some trees could be vaguely seen on both sides, but later, it gradually became just a piece of loess, and slowly even the road under your feet disappeared.

The car unknowingly drove into the Gobi.

"Where are we going?" The detective finally couldn't help asking.

"Go to the hotel!" The skinny black guy said as he focused on the steering wheel.

"Inn? Is there a hotel in this place? The detective asked in surprise.

"Yes! There's one, and there's only one! The guy said, "The conditions are not very good, but you can only go anywhere!" ”

"Why?" The detective asked.

"As for why, you'll know when you get there!" The thin black guy said mysteriously.

Seeing that this guy didn't want to say more, the detective stopped asking, and sat in the co-pilot and slowly closed his eyes.

After about forty minutes, the car finally came to a slow stop and stopped in front of a mud house.

"Here we are, here it is!" The black and thin guy said with a smile.

"This is it?" The inspector asked, pointing to the dilapidated two-story mud house on the windowsill.

"That's right! This is it! The skinny black guy laughed.

"Okay!" After the inspector finished speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Looking at the dilapidated house in front of him, which could collapse almost at any time, he couldn't help but sigh.

And at this moment, I suddenly heard an old voice from under the base of the wall: "The sun is about to set, you are coming, it's really slow!" ”

The voice was old and hoarse, but every word that came out was carved into the ear of the listener like a knife.

The inspector couldn't help but look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that there was a stone bench outside the collapsed half-section of the courtyard wall on the right side of the dilapidated house, and an old man sat on the stone bench.

The old man was not tall, but surprisingly strong, his face was wrinkled, his hair was gray, his skin was dark and rough, he looked like he was made of iron, and he held an oversized eye bag in his rough hand, and he was smoking one by one, and large puffs of white smoke came out of his mouth.

Beside him crawled a big yellow dog, this dog was huge, crawling there like a leopard, with a wisp of white hair in the center of his eyebrows, and unlike other dogs, this big yellow dog's eyes were red, red as blood.

At this time, its red eyes were staring at the four of them.

"Are you talking about us again?" After a while, the detective took a step forward and said.

As soon as the detective moved, the big yellow dog under the old man immediately sat up vigilantly.

"Erlang, don't move! This is my guest. Although the old man said, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Hearing his master say this, the vigilant big yellow dog slowly fell down again, but its eyes never left the detective's body.

"Let's all go into the house! Tomorrow I have to get up early and go into the desert, so if you can rest, hurry up and rest! After the old man took the last sip, he knocked the oversized bag under his eyes on the ground, and smashed a rock that was originally intact on the ground.

His move made the four people present gasp.

What a power, what a heavy pouch, what a mysterious old man.

Although the old man's words had been finished, the four of them had not moved, and were still standing in place, and the black and thin guy obviously did not want to stay here longer, and when he saw the inspector and they got out of the car, he didn't even get out of the car, and ran away with a foot of oil, leaving only a trail of dust.

"What? Don't you go in? Do you hate me for not having a good place? The old man raised his head and looked at the house behind him, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's really broken, but you don't have a choice, I am the only one who can take you into the desert and bring you out alive, and I only have such a broken house, so you can only live here." ”

When the old man said this, he raised his eyes and glanced at the detective, just one glance, and the detective felt as if he had been put on his neck with a knife, and he was cold all over his body, only to hear the old man say slowly: "So, you can choose whether you can enter or not!" ”