Chapter Thirty-Six: The Woman Who Blows the Notes

After Linghushan told us what he knew about the Lost Soul Land, the Lost Soul Slope, and Wu Cheng, he left and went back to the ancient tomb.

I sat in the tent with Monsoon and Pulp, all in a daze.

If it is really like what Ling Hushan said, Meng Xiaoshuai and Wu Min should have gone to their previous lives, and Bai Xinxin, Zhang Hui and Guo Mei should have entered the fairy tale world......

I'm a little relieved.

As long as they are alive, or rather, as long as their souls are alive in this world. The last thing I want is for them to be buried alive under the tomb of the sun, and after many years they will be reduced to dust and there will be nothing left.

May that mysterious power on Lop Nur, whether it be good or evil, grant them eternity.

After being stunned for a while, Pulp couldn't help but start gossiping again: "You say, are Meng Xiaoshuai and Wu Min a couple in their previous lives?" ”

I said, "Probably." You are their matchmaker. ”

Pulp said: "I want to be a princess, so I don't want to be a matchmaker!" ”

After a while, she looked at Monsoon again: "Monsoon, what about you and Linghu Mountain?" ”

Monsoon said, "What's wrong?" ”

Pulp said, "Could you two be a couple in your previous life?" ”

Monsoon said: "I don't focus on things that far away, I only focus on the present." ”

Pulp said: "I think you and Boss Zhou were a couple in the last life. ”

I said, "I said you were suitable to be a matchmaker, but you still didn't admit it." ”

Bai Sha flashed out of the tent door, smiled and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

I said, "You can hear it clearly, pretending to be confused." ”

Bai Sha sat down and said, "Okay...... I feel like I was celibate in my last life. ”

Pulp said, "Why? ”

Bai Sha said: "I am sure that I have loved someone all my life, and this person and I will never be married to each other. ”

Pulp said, "Weiwei? ”

Bai Sha said: "In this life, her name is Weiwei. ”

"Alas, poor ears of rice," said the juice. ”

I changed the subject: "You know what? There is a person who is so idle that he conducts a survey - if the zombies come, everyone is in a desperate situation and the space is limited, which professions will they choose to leave and which professions to expel them? ”

"I haven't seen it." ”

I said, "I remember that the professions that were most in demand were police officers and doctors, and the first professions to be driven away were writers......

"Why?" ”

I said, "The environment described in the survey is a bit like what we have now, and the writer only tells the story, which is the most useless." ”

"Indeed," said the juice, "Indeed, ......."

I looked at Monsoon and said, "I'm useless, you're a writer's assistant, you're even more useless." ”

Monsoon said, "Well, I'm even more useless. ”

I looked at the juice again and said, "You work as a clerk in a cultural company, which is equivalent to Monsoon's assistant, and you are even more useless." ”

"Why am I equivalent to Monsoon's assistant?" ”

I said, "Even if you're my assistant, it's useless." ”

"By the way, Monsoon and I are beautiful women!" There's a board game, also about zombies, called 'Zombie Arcade', which has three characters – samurai, waste, and beauty. Samurai combat power is 1, waste combat power is 0, and the combat power of beautiful women is also 0, but as long as one beautiful woman stands next to the samurai, the samurai's combat power becomes +1, and the two beauties become +2! ”

I said, "What if a beautiful woman was standing next to the waste?" ”

"It's still 0." ”

I said, "The writer is the shit, and so are you standing next to me." ”

Bai Sha said, "Stand beside me, I am a samurai." ”

The juice said, "Cut! ”

It was almost time, and I went to the car to get my phone.

Walking out of the tent, I looked towards the lake, and those three words were still there - who are you?

No one answered me.

When I passed by An Chunhong's tent, I saw her blocking the curtain.

I stopped, walked slowly, walked around to the screen, and looked inside.

An Chunhong was doing a strange gesture - she was squatting in the tent, her head tilted back like a frog, her cheeks puffed out, and she was blowing upwards. There were several notes flying in the air, and she chased them and blew, as if she didn't want them to fall.

I asked softly, "An Chunhong, what are you doing?" ”

She panicked, and quickly grabbed the notes in her hand, and she grabbed them so accurately that none of them fell to the ground, and then, looking at the screen window, she smiled at me a little embarrassedly, and said, "Just to pass the time." ”

I looked at her for a moment, didn't say anything more, and left.

Is that just a game she invented to be bored? No, I think it's more like I'm doing some kind of witchcraft......

I was left with a heavy shadow in my heart.

The phone is charged.

I took the tent back, handed them Monsoon and Pulp's phones, and said, "You guys, I'll go first." ”

Monsoon said, "Let's go with you." ”

I said, "It's already hot, rest in your tents, and we'll take turns." ”

I left the camp, went to the marker of the tent, turned on my phone, deleted all the video files, saved space, and continued shooting.

I didn't need to go any further, I confronted the sand all over the ground.

After a while, I glanced at An Chunhong's tent again, what was she doing? Did you start blowing notes again?

I still don't believe what kind of game it is.

If she's a 3-year-old and likes to play like that, I wouldn't doubt anything. But after all, she is 30 years old, and it is so hot in the desert that it is difficult to breathe, why should she waste a lot of oxygen and blow those notes?

If it's not a game, then what is she doing?

I stood in the desert for nearly an hour, and it was almost noon, and I was sweating profusely, and the air I breathed into my lungs was like fire, and I couldn't hold it anymore, and staggered back to my tent.

Baisha has gone back.

Monsoon handed me a bottle of salted water, and I drank it.

The pulp fanned me with a piece of paper shell, and the wind was hot.

I said, "Don't go out, it's going to be hot, and we'll talk about it when it's cooler." ”

At noon, everyone had not eaten and lay quietly in their tents.

The sun is like a man-eating zombie, it stands outside the tent, waiting for us to get out. We hid in our tents, second by second, waiting for it to leave.

Neither I, nor Monsoon, nor Pulp were asleep.

Monsoon finally said, "Let's get into the water." ”

"Yes! ”

Monsoon asked me, "Boss Zhou, do you want to go together?" ”

I said, "I'm not going." ”

Normally, everyone sleeps with their clothes on, but now that they are going to swim, they must take off their clothes, and I have to avoid it, so I got up and said, "I'm going to bring some cans to Baisha." ”

Monsoon said, "Okay. ”

I picked up a box of canned luncheon meat, a box of canned hawthorn, and looked at it, it was from Henan, and the shelf life had just passed half a year. I walked to the door, suddenly turned around and said, "Make a code." ”

Pulp said, "Password? ”

I said, "What if you are copied!" ”

Pulp said, "Oh......"

I said, "Ling, fox, mountain." ”

Monsoon said: "Got it, Ling, Fox, Mountain." ”

I came to the tent in White Sands, and this guy was lying on his sleeping bag, also sweating profusely.

I put the can next to him and said, "Give." ”

Bai Sha looked at the cans and said, "Thank you." ”

I said, "Don't thank me, Linghushan gave it to you." ”

Bai Sha said: "He? He should help me bring these cans to Weiwei. ”

I said, "Baisha, the humanoids on the snowy mountain have killed Weiwei, if you want to take revenge, go to that person." ”

Bai Sha said, "I can't find it. ”

I said, "Then you can't take an innocent person on your back." ”

Bai Sha looked at me and asked, "Have these people killed you?" ”

I was speechless for a moment, and was silent for a while before I said, "Killed." ”

Bai Sha said, "How many? ”

I said, "At least five." ”

Bai Sha said: "As the team leader, what have you done?" ”

I said, "We don't have the power to take revenge, I just want everyone to survive and get out." ”

Bai Sha said: "Lingering. ”

I said, "No matter what you say, I'm not going to be rash." ”

Bai Sha said: "Of course, if I were you, I wouldn't cause trouble, as long as I could get out." However, they killed my micro. ”

I said, "So what can you do?" Risking your own life? ”

Bai Sha said: "Have you seen a piece of news? There was a mother, her only son was killed in the desert, and this mother came to that place and started planting trees, and it took many years to slowly turn that desert into an oasis. In the place where her son died, she kept planting trees, which was her only sustenance. ”

I said, "But you're ready to get married." ”

Baisha said: "That's just to hide yourself better. ”

I said, "When Yonhoko was alive, if she knew you thought so, she would have killed you." ”

Bai Sha asked me rhetorically: "I still can't figure out one thing - you and the humans also met by chance in Lop Nur, why do they have a rule not to kill you?" Are you any different from me? ”

I'm sure I can't mention bloodlines, this guy is vengeful and might go down against us.

I said, "We've saved one of the oldest humanoids." ”

Bai Sha asked, "When?" How was it saved? ”

I said, "I just want to say that rules can be broken, and if you hurt us, I will definitely not let you go." ”

Bai Sha smiled: "Thank you for the canning." ”

Monsoon and the juice went into the water.

They were just soaking by the lake, bare their shoulders, playing in the water and chatting about something. The lake looks so beautiful that it has a peacock blue color.

When the sun was in the west, I went to the desert with the monsoon and the juice.

We got to the location of the rescuer's tent, I turned on my phone and continued recording.

Pulp said, "How big is this Lop Nur?" ”

I said, "This desert is 100,000 square kilometers. ”

"Equivalent to 200 Changsha ......"

I said: "In the past, the large and small rivers of the Tarim Basin, such as the Tarim River, the Peacock River, and the Cherchen River, all converged to Lop Nur, and then dried up one after another. In many places, not a drop of water falls a year, but the evaporation is more than 30,000mm. ”

"I checked the information before I came, and I saw a news that in 2005, there was a flood in Lop Nur, and at that time, there was a road survey team trapped here......

I said, "All I can say is that this place is abnormal. ”

We didn't see any figures on our phones until it got dark.

Back at the tent, we called An Chunhong to eat together.

Pulp said, "An Chunhong, don't you really remember who I am?" ”

An Chunhong said: "You are pulp." ”

"I mean, didn't you go to a cultural company in Hunan a few months ago to talk about copyright? I received you. Think about it. ”

An Chunhong said: "I do charity and have never done copyright. ”

Pulp spat out, "Okay, I'm characterless." ”

Then, she pointed to Monsoon: "What about her?" One year, on the train, to Xi'an, you used to talk. ”

Monsoon said, "She can't remember. ”

An Chunhong said: "To be honest, the more you say that, the more scared I become. Even if I have amnesia, I can't become another person! You say I talk about copyright, but where does my copyright come from? You say I've been to Xi'an, what am I going to Xi'an for? ...... days"

I looked at An Chunhong and said, "If there is something that borrowed your body, I really wish you were that thing now." ”

An Chunhong said: "I don't want to! ”

I said, "I'd love to talk to it." ”

That night, I slept in a tent with Monsoon and Pulp, and they were listening to the song, and I fell asleep groggily.

I slept until dawn and didn't know what had happened in the middle of the night.

I was the first to wake up and try to go out to charge my phone, and when I got out of the tent, I was stunned - at the moment, Bibi's car was our only means of transportation, and it was gone!