Linghu Mountain is because of the monsoon, so it is against us.

Now, Monsoon has chosen to go with him.

She will abandon her normal life, follow Linghu Mountain to the desert, and from then on, she will be isolated from the world and start another life where people are not humans, beasts and beasts......

She left me a note. I looked at the note and my eyes were wet.

Monsoon wrote-

Boss Zhou, I decided to go with Linghu Mountain. I understand your character, I hope you don't worry too much, I am willing to do this, I love him.

I'll tell you about some work matters......

Next, she explained a lot of things to me, very detailed, for example, how many companies are being talked about in my new book, which company is the best one, and who is the contact person; For example, I am writing a movie script, and the partner has already drafted a contract, except that the payment method is being negotiated, there is no other problem; For example, a company wants to buy the audio rights of "The Seventh Sense", the conditions are very good, 100 times that of the radio station, the contract has already arrived, and I am just waiting to sign it......

In the end, she said-

Boss Zhou, from now on, we may never meet again, I hope you and Meixi are safe and happy for the rest of your life. Good bye!

……

I tore the note, then grabbed the phone and dialed Monsoon.

Her phone is off.

This is the character of the monsoon, which will never drag mud and water. There is a Weibo that says about Leo: As long as they make a decision, it is like spilled water, and even the basin is thrown away.

The days of lying in the hospital were extremely lonely.

Now, we have crossed the two teams of Lop Nur and there are only 6 people left together.

I won't let everyone come to see me, Wu Cheng is hiding humanoids, I told them to be vigilant and protect themselves.

I quietly told Zhang Hui: If it's okay, just observe this small town and see if you can find anything suspicious. This is important, and it involves the question of whether we can leave or not.

In the morning, I slept for a while and dreamed of the monsoon—

Lop Nur blew wind and sand, covering the sky and the sun, and it was black.

There are two figures in the desert, one is very tall, that is Linghu Mountain, and the other is very petite, which is the monsoon. She is like a woman who has been trafficked and is following her buyer to another country. She carried a large burden on her body and carried two plastic woven bags in her hands.

She didn't seem to be willing to continue walking forward with Ling Hushan, and kept looking back.

Linghu Shan's hands didn't take anything, just dragged Monsoon to death.

No, I have to go and rescue her!

As soon as he thought of this, Ling Hushan suddenly turned his head and looked at me. I want to lie down, it's too late!

Linghushan stopped moving forward, he let go of the monsoon, suddenly lay on the ground, dug like a mouse, and soon the man was gone.

I know, he's coming at me from the ground!

I vaguely heard Monsoon shouting, "Boss Zhou, run!" ——”

I didn't run, I stared at the sand on the ground and waited for him to appear. After a long time, he was not seen showing his head. I turned around on the spot, looking at the front and back, left and right, the wind was low and low, but I still didn't see him come out......

I panicked a little.

I suddenly remembered something, and jumped away - where I was standing, there was indeed a face, flat in the sand, laughing mischievously......

I woke up right away.

The hospital was very quiet.

The four walls are white and flawless.

The bedding is brand new and dry. I grabbed the corner of the quilt and smelled it, but there was no smell of sunlight or cloth.

That's when the nurse came.

She's a little short, a little chubby, but she's sexy.

I said, "Nurse, why is it so quiet, am I the only one in the hospital?" ”

She smiled and said, "How can you be alone, but there are not many patients." ”

I looked her in the eye and asked, "How long have you been working here?" ”

"It's been more than two years," she said. ”

I said, "Are you from Wucheng?" ”

She said, "yes." ”

I said, "Have you ever been to Lancheng?" ”

She shook her head.

I said, "So where have you been?" ”

She was a little embarrassed and said, "I grew up in Lop Nur Town, and then I came to Wucheng with my parents, and I have stayed here all this time, and I have never been anywhere......"

Then she put the medicine on the cabinet and said, "Remember to take the medicine." ”

I said, "Thank you......"

She smiled at me and went out.

I stared at her ass and suddenly had an evil thought - if I and this nurse*, would we have a baby?

Yes, I suspect that the whole of Wu City, protecting this hospital, this nurse, is some kind of hallucination.

I wrote a story about hallucinations. Probably because of too many supernatural things in the depths of Lop Nur, I have become chattering and wary of the world in front of me.

The story I wrote was called "Heaven Peng"-

Heaven is the name of a place, which retains the last of the forests, and the place is full of ancient trees and wild beasts, exuding a primitive atmosphere.

I don't know what year it began, the miners came, the loggers came, and the real estate developers came...... It made a miasma of smoke. The mountain people gathered more than 100 people, drove more than a dozen four-wheeled tractors, and marched into the city to protest to the relevant units. Their means of transport could not enter the city, and they were restricted by the police in the suburbs. They walked into the city, but they could not enter the gate of the relevant unit, so they could only sit at the gate......

So, the reporter came to interview.

Heaven Peng is too remote, there is no bus, he can only take the black motorcycle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he saw the boundary monument of Heaven Peng, Hei Mo left the reporter behind.

He could only walk along the winding road.

Along the way, he was thirsty and tired, but fortunately he saw a melon shed, the owner was a kind old man, gave him a melon, did not ask for money, the reporter gobbled it up, thanked him repeatedly, and then continued to walk forward.

After walking a long way, there was still no village, and a lake appeared under the valley, and the waves were as flat as a mirror, and a man sat by the lake fishing, like a statue.

At this time, the sound of the engine came from behind, and the reporter looked back and saw a truck coming, he quickly waved his hand, the truck ignored him, and hurriedly drove forward. There was a sharp turn ahead, and a truck also drove on the opposite side, and with a loud "boom", the two trucks rolled to the bottom together.

The reporter was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly took out the phone, and suddenly remembered that there was no signal here.

Something so big happened, the angler didn't move, still waiting for the fish to take the bait. He seemed to be deaf.

The reporter quickened his pace and continued to hurry, hoping to see the village and town, and immediately call the police. That's the only thing he can do.

He walked along the winding road for several hours, but still did not see the village, and another lake appeared at the bottom of the valley, and the fisherman appeared again! He also saw the scene of the crash, where the two hapless trucks were still lying under the valley, one of them had been burned to a blackened frame, and there were hollow bricks and timber scattered all around it.

The reporter was surprised, he kept walking forward, how could he come back?

At this time, another truck came from the direction of the mountain. The reporter wanted to return, but this time he changed his approach, took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, held it up and waved it desperately. The truck seemed to lose sight of him and rumbled past.

It was the sharp turn ahead, and the truck rushed straight down as if it were unmanned, it rolled over a few times and finally fell to the bottom......

The reporter stared at it in a daze, and his breathing became short. In just one day, he witnessed two car accidents in the same lot!

He slowly raised his gaze, and once again stared at the fisherman by the lake, still motionless, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

He stubbornly continued to walk, and when it was almost dark, he saw the lake again, and the fisherman! At this point, he knew he had fallen into a nightmare.

He crept down the winding road, hid in the grass, and began to observe the fisherman.

The moon rises. Barren mountains and mountains, black lights and blind fires, this person didn't even go home, and kept sitting by the lake fishing alone, this scene is too abnormal!

However, he did not behave out of the ordinary, just stared intently at the surface of the lake, patiently waiting for the fish to take the bait. In this particular place, at this particular time, the more normal he is, the more abnormal he is.

The mosquitoes quickly smelled the reporter's flesh and besieged them from all directions. But the fisherman did not move, did not repel the mosquitoes, nor did he slap the mosquitoes, did the mosquitoes not bite him?

A truck working overtime drove from outside the mountain, and the reporter raised his head to look at the highway and found that the truck was also like a drug, and the accelerator pedal was stepped on to the end, and the speed was very fast.

The reporter suddenly had a sense of foreboding, and he looked warily at the fisherman, who was still looking at the lake leisurely, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

The reporter quickly looked up at the opposite side of the truck, a small car drove over, it almost hit the truck, and dodged it in a sharp turn, but the truck overturned into a valley......

There was an earth-shattering bang, and then the world became silent.

The reporter stared at the fisherman, and he thought of a question - he! At! Catch! Miscellaneous! Whatever!

The reporter slowly walked out of the grass and towards the fisherman. He was getting closer and closer to him, but the fisherman did not look back, he wore a large straw hat and covered his head tightly. His rod was so long that it almost reached the middle of the lake. Occasionally, fish were jumping and fluttering in the water.

The reporter stood behind him and shouted: Master.

The other party didn't say anything.

The reporter said again: Master, are there many fish?

The other party finally spoke, and the voice was an old man: not much, only four were caught today.

The reporter looked at his fish basket, which was empty, and there was not a single fish in sight!

Another truck pulled up from the winding road, and in the quiet of the night, the engine roared. At the same time, the angler's rod shook violently, and there was no doubt that the fish was biting!

The reporter suddenly rushed over and snatched his fishing rod with one hand, and the fish in the water fled in a blink of an eye, and the water became calm. At the same time, there was a sound of violent friction between the tires and the road surface on the road, which was very harsh, and the reporter looked up and saw that the truck had turned a corner and rushed to the edge of the road, but fortunately it stopped the car in time.

The angler turned his head slowly, and his tone was very grim: "You scared my fish away."

The reporter stared at him, and the blood in his whole body coagulated - he was the old man in the melon shed.

……

This old man is an extreme environmentalist.

He planned and organized the petitioners, but it was to no avail. Later, he erected a melon shed at the entrance to Heaven Peng.

His melon is not a simple melon. There is a plant called the three-color mandala, which has a huge psychoanetic effect, and some of the alkaloids it contains will affect the metabolic activity of chemicals in the human brain, and then make people have all kinds of bizarre hallucinations. The old man poured the juice of the tricolor mandala into the melon.

The journalist ate his melon.

Those drivers who were tragically involved in car accidents also ate his melons. His melon shed has become the first checkpoint to prevent outsiders from invading Paradise.

The journalist left.

On this day, the old man cut a melon, ate it slowly, and then he came to the cliff. The truck behind him was constantly coming and going, it was very noisy, the old man looked up at the sky, the sky was very blue, as if it had just been washed, he looked at it for a long, long time, and finally jumped down.

I lay in the hospital, quietly recalling the story.

Outside the window, the sky was blue, like it had just been washed.

Did my teammates and I get drugged too?

Wrong...... We hadn't eaten anything until we saw the lights of Wucheng.

There was a knock on the door.

I immediately asked vigilantly, "Who?" ”

No one answered me, the door was pushed open, and a fruit basket was held in. The fruit basket contains bananas, grapes, apples. The bananas are yellow, the grapes are black, and the apples are red – so perfect.

Then, Little 5 walked in with a grin.

I looked behind her and asked, "You came by yourself?" ”

Little 5 said, "The driver is waiting downstairs. ”

She's talking about her dad Cong Zhen.

She put the fruit basket on the cupboard, then sat down next to me: "I just heard that you are honorably wounded. ”

I said, "I'm wounded, but it's not honorable at all." ”

Xiao 5 said: "The train will be opened the day after tomorrow, can you walk like this?" ”

I said, "No problem." Then I asked her, "How is Bibi?" ”

Little 5 said, "He's getting better." ”

I said, "I just know how painful it is to not be able to move......

Xiao 5 said: "Bibi has a way, he takes drugs...... It's a secret, and you must not let my dad know. ”

I sighed and said, "You'd better stay away from him when you get back." ”

Little 5 said, "Don't worry, I will never touch those things." ”

I said, "How did you make friends with him?" ”

Xiao 5 said: "I like to read suspense stories, and he likes to read mystery stories. You don't know how good he is, like Sherlock Holmes. ”

I said, "Really? ”

Little 5 said, "One hundred percent! ”

After chatting for a while, Bibi said, "It seems that you are leaving soon......"

Little 5 said, "Not necessarily, maybe I'll stay here." ”

I said, "You're not afraid? By the way, didn't that netizen of yours harass you anymore? ”

Little 5 said, "No." ”

After a pause, she asked me, "Do you like monsoons?" ”

I said, "Why do you say that?" ”

Xiao 5 said: "Otherwise, why do you and that Linghu Mountain want to kill each other?" ”

I said: "Comrade Xiao 5, I and that Linghu Mountain are by no means enemies in love, he is the enemy of all our human beings!" ”

Little 5 shook his head: "It's a bit sensational." Even if he is a wild man, as long as Monsoon loves him, you shouldn't interfere. ”

I said, "Monsoon doesn't love him!" ”

Xiao 5 said: "Then why did she choose to go with him?" ”

I said, "That's to protect us!" ”

Little 5 said, "I don't see it that way. I think their love story could be made into a movie! Have you watched The Vampire Diaries? ”

Of course I've watched that American drama, it's written by the screenwriter, not reality. I suddenly became worried: "Little 5, you must not be too romantic, too naïve!" You must not have any illusions about your netizen, he is going to harm you! If he shows up, you'll tell me! ”

Xiao 5 said: "Teacher Zhou, although you are as old as my father, in my mind, you are a big romantic and naïve person, and you are as big as me psychologically. But, hehe, now I finally feel like your dad ......"

I tried to sit up, and my leg ached, and I said, "You call your dad up, I'm going to talk to him!" ”

Little 5 said: "Okay, okay, don't worry about it, I won't be so stupid." You rest, I'll go back. ”

I said, "What's the situation, remember to call me!" ”

Xiao 5 walked to the door, turned around and smiled, and said, "Got it, Daddy Zhou!" ”

After Little 5 left, I was still not at ease, so I endured the pain and got up, jumped to the window with one leg, and looked down. There were very few people downstairs, all patients, basking in the sun. I didn't see the car in the plexus.

Xiao 5 walked out of the corridor, and a handsome guy with a strange appearance ran from behind the flower bed not far away, took her hand, and the two of them left together.

Who is this person?

Another Linghu Mountain?

I was stunned. As I walked, the handsome guy suddenly looked back at my window and met my gaze......