Seeing that Li Tong was so engrossed, I didn't want to disturb him, so I found a middle-aged man next to me to play poker together. The middle-aged man looks very honest, but he is quite good at dealing with people.

Not to mention, playing poker on the train is a real pleasure, fighting the landlord, chatting and occasionally looking out the window. On this day, not to mention how moisturizing it is.

In a casual conversation with a middle-aged man, we learned that he went to southern Xinjiang to pick cotton. At that time in 2000, many mainlanders went to Xinjiang to pick cotton, and they heard that the salary was not cheap.

After a day of getting to know each other, we all got to know each other. The middle-aged man's name is Wang Zhenbang, we call Brother Wang, a native of Nanchong, six years ago, a family of three went to Xinjiang, and only two old people were left in the family. Every year, I take advantage of the rainy season to go home to visit the two elderly people at home. And every time Brother Wang talks about the old people in the family, his face is always filled with a trace of sadness.

Of course, we and the cannon can only claim to be traveling to Xinjiang. Brother Wang was very enthusiastic to introduce us to Xinjiang's unique regional customs, what Turpan grapes, cantaloupe, regional snacks, etc., we drooled.

The cannon asked with drooling in his mouth: "I said Brother Wang, isn't this Xinjiang cantaloupe very sweet?" Brother Wang saw that the cannon was chatting so excitedly, and said excitedly: "Which one coaxed you?" The cantaloupe there is big and sweet. ”

When the cannon heard Brother Wang say this, he immediately said that he must eat enough fruits there when he arrives in Xinjiang.

Along the way, Brother Wang chatted and played cards together, and the time passed quickly. At noon the next day, I inadvertently looked out the window at the scenery and saw the endless yellow Gobi Desert in front of me, and the rows of poplar trees on both sides of the railway were retreating like guards. Following the direction of the train, the vast Gobi is like a long green dragon. Not to mention, it's really a bit like reviewing the troops.

I quickly woke everyone up and said, "Everyone, get up and see, we are almost in Xinjiang." Cannon and Li Tong also got up from the bed and looked at the scenery outside the window with a curious expression.

Cannon said excitedly, "It's fucking here." Sleeping in a sleeper for the past two days, my back hurts. With that, he continued to look out the window. Li Tong was dissatisfied on the side: "Are you lazy?" "The cannon was about to say something, and I pulled it aside.

The cannon looked at me suspiciously and said, "Seventh brother, I said that you can't have a girl, so you forgot about your brother." Hearing this, I was angry, blushing and said, "You fuck, don't talk nonsense." You want to be a gentleman in front of the female corpse. ”

Li Tong saw what the two of us were talking about, stepped forward and hugged him with both hands and said, "What are you two saying bad things about me here?" The cannon said unhappily: "Brother Seventh said, let me be a gentleman." ”

Instantly, a feeling of betrayal took over my brain. When Li Tong heard the words of the cannon, he covered his mouth and said to me with a slight smile: "Unexpectedly, you are quite a gentleman, right?" ”

I whispered the word "traitor" to the cannon, glanced at Li Tong next to me and walked away. From a distance, I heard the cannon saying beside me: "Miss Li, our seventh brother is good at everything, but when he sees a beautiful woman, it's not easy to confess." ”

Sitting in the distance, he heard the cannon fanning the flames there, and gave him a look, and in an instant the cannon stopped talking. The time was very fast, and in the afternoon of the third day, we took the train to Kashgar, Xinjiang. I said a simple goodbye to Brother Wang, and we couldn't wait to talk nonsense. When I got down from the Kashgar train station, many people in front of me were people dressed in ethnic minorities. Compared with the level of prosperity, the scene in front of you is a little more exotic.

After leaving the train station, we found a nearby hotel called Avargul. After putting away my things, I took a shower and changed my clothes. At about seven o'clock, we found a ramen restaurant nearby and ordered ramen casually.

The cannon said on the side: "Don't say it, although our motherland is rich in land." However, it is really a pleasure to be able to eat 10,000 ramen noodles in Xinjiang. I also said stupidly on the side: "What the cannon said is quite reasonable, this time we must swear to eat all the special snacks of Xinjiang." ”

"Two foodies." Li Tong sat opposite the two of us and said angrily.

"Three young people, welcome to our beautiful Xinjiang." At this time, an old man of about 70 years old, dressed in a Uyghur robe and wearing a white hat, walked from the street, looking at us with a smile on his face.

The cannon also learned the way foreigners spoke, and said with a mouthful of taste: "Hello, we are traveling to Xinjiang from Chengdu. "The cannon made such a fuss, Li Tong and I, who were sitting next to me, almost didn't squirt out the noodles in our mouths.

I hurriedly said, "Don't be embarrassed here. How to listen to the smell of lamb skewers in your accent. Then he smiled at the old man. Seeing that this old man was so hospitable, I asked by the way, "Old man, do you know anything about the Western Night Country?" ”

The old man shook his head repeatedly, and then walked away slowly. Actually, this is quite normal. Local elders are not the same as historians. Some historians, even if they have not been to the area, can learn about the history and culture of the area through books. And even if the locals know a little about the customs, they will not go too far into their origins.

I sat in my seat and bowed my head. Seeing that I was a little discouraged, the cannon comforted me and said, "Seventh brother, don't be discouraged, we can find a place." Li Tong next to him also said: "Yes, we can't be too anxious." ”

I quipped, "It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that I'm worried that we won't have enough money." When Li Tong and the cannon saw me say this, they looked at me with disgust.

At this time, the boss also brought us noodles. The amount of noodles in front of us is much larger than the Chongqing noodles we ate in Chengdu. Looking at the large bowl of noodles in front of us, Cannon and I were excited, and the frustration just now was forgotten in the clouds. Turning grief into food can sometimes be a good way to do it.

After eating the noodles, we returned to the lobby of the hotel, ready to discuss the next day's actions.

Li Tong sat on the sofa, clasped his hands to his chest and said: "The place indicated on the human skin map should be in Yecheng County, Kashgar, if not, we will leave for Yecheng tomorrow?" "I agree with the cannon.

After discussing it, we each went back to our rooms to get ready to rest. In the middle of the night, something suddenly hit me and startled me. Hurriedly sat up and took a look, only to see the cannon, snoring and twisting his body.

I got up and scolded, "What are you going to do most of the night?" Look at you. After scolding, I continued to fall asleep.

The next morning, we bought a ticket to Yecheng after having breakfast in addition to the guesthouse nearby. The three of us got into the bus to Yecheng. On the train, because I chatted with Brother Wang along the way, I really didn't take a good look at the scenery in front of me.

This time I really sat in the car and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of Xinjiang. Due to motion sickness, the cannon held a plastic bag over his mouth along the way, and kept retching, making the whole car nauseous. I sat next to the cannon, but luckily I was able to open the window and look out at the desert scenery outside.