We arrived at Urumqi Diwopu Airport was close to noon, this plane was chosen by the fat man, there was no stopover on the way, but direct.

I woke up Yiyi beside me and the fat man who had changed from the initial fake sleep to the snoring and shaking of the sky.

For the fat man's big heart, I am really envious. No matter what the environment, it will not affect his sleep.

I could feel the hot gaze cast around me by the fat man's snoring, which was louder than the sound of an airplane engine, and the flight attendant also came to wake the fat man a few times, but only stopped the fat man from stopping for a moment, and then began his earth-shattering snoring again.

On the way to land, the fat man completely woke up. He reached out and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and stretched out in satisfaction.

Yiyi next to me, because of drinking too much wine and not resting well, her watery eyes have become red at the moment.

After walking out of the airport, a few taxis and tricycles waiting to solicit customers are parked on both sides of the exotic city streets, sparsely populated by pedestrians, and the roads are lined with withered trees, which are almost imperceptible except for giving people a gloomy feeling of autumn, and this is the westernmost provincial capital in China.

However, the streets here are two or three times wider than the streets of all the cities I have visited, and this feeling of spaciousness makes it easy for you to intuitively feel the vastness of Xinjiang.

The buildings on both sides of the road are not as luxurious as the high-rise buildings, and you can even occasionally see the style of buildings from the 80s of the last century. But this kind of simple and unpretentious exotic style architecture, coupled with the wide and lonely city streets, will make people feel that their souls are washed.

"This is the great beauty of Xinjiang, it seems to almost taste. Still, it feels pretty good. ”

The fat man had a lot of energy, and apparently the rest he had just taken on the plane had restored him to full health.

Just as I stood side by side outside the airport with the fat man and Yiyi, feeling the exotic atmosphere. A whistle was heard, and immediately after, two strong men with strong bodies walked towards us.

"Hey, Xiao Su, your Aunt Ming can do it, this is a one-stop service."

When the fat man saw someone coming over, he turned to me and said to me.

I also recognized the person who came, it was in Zhao Tuo's underground palace who met us, the kind-faced deputy captain of Sister Ning's team and one of the thin and tall men.

Although Altay also has an airport, there is no direct flight from Beijing, so we have to choose to go to Urumqi and then transfer to other means of transportation to get there.

And their appearance indicates that our next itinerary has been arranged.

Obviously, our every move is still within Aunt Ming's line of sight.

In future contact, I also knew the names of the two, the kind vice-captain had a unique nickname, Scorpion, and the other thin and tall man was named Ah Jin.

"Su Mo, Master Zhang, don't come unharmed."

The scorpion walked up to us and greeted us, naturally reaching out to help me with my backpack, and I certainly welcomed his move. Because I've had enough of the role of "porter".

He took my backpack and handed it to Ah Jin, and when he wanted to take the fat man's backpack, he gave up when he saw that he was covering him to death.

After that, he nodded kindly to Yiyi, and Yiyi also responded with a nodding salute.

"Dude, I haven't seen you for a few days, I've lost some weight."

The fat man said to the scorpion.

The scorpion also had a greeting with the fat man, and the two of them had a kind of meaning of hating each other.

From Urumqi to the Altay grassland, there are still hundreds of kilometers to go, passing through the Ukui Expressway and the Kuia Expressway.

We sit on top of the elongated version of the Scorpion. In order to chat, the fat man who was originally sitting in the back seat directly changed seats with Ah Jin, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat. Yiyi and I sat in the last row.

Don't look at the scorpion's nickname, it sounds scary, but his personality matches his kind face. For all kinds of problems of fat people, he is always the one who comes.

From the time we got off the plane to the time we got in the car, our mental state has not slowed down. There were even some signs of motion sickness, and I fell asleep after taking a few of my motion sickness pills.

I wasn't very interested in the content of the conversation between the fat man and the scorpion. Ah Jin, who was sitting in the front row of me, didn't say a word all the way, and seemed very indifferent, which I deeply experienced in Zhao Tuo's underground palace.

Fat people occasionally bring me up on the subject, and for that, I just respond simply.

Skipping outside the window is the same scenery, so that the scenery has passed the initial freshness, giving people a taste, only the sky is wide and people are happy, and the scenery is clear. This extreme contrast gives people a sense of endless loneliness.

It's a high-level feeling, just as the mystical power of religious belief cleanses the soul, and makes people feel calm and calm without being surprised, and at that moment you feel that you can be indifferent even if the sky collapses.

Looking at such a vast landscape, along with the sublimation of my soul, my nerves gradually relaxed. Slowly, I felt sleepy.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by the sound of snoring.

At this time, the driver had changed from Scorpion to Akin. And the fat man and the scorpion are intimately snuggled in my front row and snorted, as if they were snoring at the limit of the pitch, you come and I have a tacit understanding of one after another.

Outside the window, it was already dark, and although it was driving on the highway, there were few cars passing by. This hollow, deserted feeling is the only thing I felt after arriving in Xinjiang other than being mentally cleansed.

"You're awake."

A gentle voice sounded in my ear, and I don't know when I woke up.

I nodded.

"I'm hungry."

Through the moonlight in the vast world outside the car window, I could see Yiyi's haggardness.

"Sort of."

She reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said.

Before we set off, the fat man and I ate five steamed buns and drank two bowls of porridge at the morning market in Beijing. And Yiyi was unwell and couldn't eat anything after only drinking half a bowl of porridge.

On the one hand, she was in this state because she had drunk too much last night, and on the other hand, she was worried about her father's situation. Seeing her state, I was both distressed and guilty. I regret letting her drink so much yesterday.

I hurriedly took a plastic package from my seat that contained the food we bought when we were in Urumqi and handed it to Yiyi. Among them, there are three Xinjiang's specialty chickens, which are strongly requested by the fat man. Yiyi, who took the bag, only took some almonds and steamed dumplings from the food.

I used to eat this kind of thing when I was a child, it is a noodle fried food with a crispy and exquisite taste. I love the taste.

"Hmm... Xiao Su, throw me a big plate of chicken! ”

Before Yiyi and I could put the food in our mouths, the fat man turned around and yelled at me in an eager voice that seemed to be the kind of urine that had been held for a day.

I quickly threw all three large plates of chickens to him, and if I had passed them a little later, he would have flipped over to my side from the front seat and fetched the food he had been thinking about.

This is the second time after Shangri-La Hotel that I have realized that only food is the only way to stop fat people from snoring.

At this time the scorpion also woke up, and I don't know whether it was awakened by the temptation of the delicious food, or by the action of the fat man, and stretched out, and said to us:

"In just over half an hour, we will reach our destination."

The fat man saw that he was awake and handed over a large chicken leg.

After the scorpion took the chicken leg, he said with some temperament:

"Brother, when this mission is over, you come to Beijing "Pan Jiayuan" to find me, and our brothers will not get drunk and not return. ”

"Well, master, I'll be with you to the end."

The fat man's mouth is stuffed with chicken, and he responds vaguely.

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The hands of the watch pointed at 9:30 p.m. and our car was coming down from the highway in the northern part of Burjin County.

The vast grassland with "stone people" is in the hinterland of this county.

From the secluded, barren mountains and mountains that are more barren than the barren mountains I've been to, to the slightly more populated grassland county, the fat man has always maintained a state of excitement.

His excitement comes from the mountains in the distance.

"Have you noticed, the mountains here are a good omen..."

Looking at the mountains, the fat man spoke.

"Brother Zhang, do you mean that there is an auspicious "acupoint" here? ”

The scorpion replied.

After hearing the scorpion's words, the fat man looked at the scorpion with admiring eyes, and at the same time threw the chicken bones that had been gnawed by him for a long time and had no meat along the car window, and then said in admiration:

"I didn't see it, Brother Scorpion, you know how to do it!"

"I can't talk about it, I know a little bit about it."

The scorpion modestly returned.

"Senior brother, don't be pretentious, you've learned a lot of knowledge."

Yiyi next to me sarcastically said to the fat man.

Yiyi's ridiculous words put me at ease, obviously, the rest along the way made her look recover a lot.

"How do you call it a miscellaneous? Come, Zhang Ye is happy today and will teach you a lesson! ”

The fat man shook his big head proudly, pointed to the mountains outside the window, and said:

"The so-called flat land grows with the soil. The mountains here are homeopathic together, and the recovery always coincides with the shape. What does this mean, of course, it means that this place is full of auspiciousness! ”

After answering his own questions, he continued to point to the mountain range and asked, "What do you look like in this mountain?" ”

"Like a dragon."

Ah Jin, who was driving, suddenly spoke. This is the first time in a few hours that Ah Jin has spoken.

"That's right! Or your brother knows the goods. ”

The fat man turned his head and patted the scorpion's thigh. Then he turned his head and gestured among the mountains.

"Like Brother Ajin said. The trend of this mountain range is called the flat dragon, what is the flat dragon? It is to rise with the soil in the flat ground. The flat-ground dragon is also called the "dragon". The dragon is the most congregating, and around the dragon, there must be a river for it to gather. The river that gathers its energy is called "dragon water". It will flow around this mountain range until it meets it. ”

I have heard before that among the four major factions of Tufuzi, they are the most good at finding dragon points.

The fat man's rhetoric made me a little impressed with him, and now the fat man's vigorous comments are also the first time I have seen the famous "Touching Gold Captain" telling the dragon vein.

Not long after the fat man said that there was a river nearby, I heard the sound of water flowing in my ears.

As he said, the sound of running water came from the foot of the rolling mountains.