Version 0 Chapter 21 Drifting through Harbin
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The long-distance bus was bumpy all the way, but I was fascinated by the desolate atmosphere of the northern country outside the window. After reversing the car once in Mudanjiang City, the three of us finally arrived in Harbin. Although it is a provincial capital and it is very lively, the temperature is still as cold as Erdaobaihe, after all, it is one dimension higher.
As soon as I got out of the bus station, I felt the atmosphere with a little Russian style, where the national culture is well integrated, which is very special. But our group did not have the heart to comprehend her charm in depth, this is not the destination, we must rush to the ancient king's tomb in the 100,000 mountains of Banai as soon as possible. The stuffy oil bottle just said that it would be half a year at most, maybe the huge living corpse inside the bronze door might not give us the most time, this is really a knife hanging in our hearts.
And I believe that the stuffy oil bottle, like me, understands that the ancient king's tomb in the 100,000 mountains of Banai is just a possibility for the fat man to reason and guess, and it is a choice without choice, not a certainty, and we must leave more room for time.
In the private dining room of a hotel, on my right hand sat a beautiful Russian mixed-race woman, talking and laughing, trying to persuade me to drink. She's a friend I met here, called Baiwa. There was also a young man sitting on the other side of her, who looked shy, called Xiao Wu, I don't know what he was doing.
The fat man sat next to me and looked at me with envy from time to time. At first, he remembered that he had said last time that he would get drunk with the stuffy oil bottle, but no matter how he toasted, the stuffy oil bottle was indifferent. In the end, the fat man had to give up, and instead used the excuse to block the wine for me, and went to drink with the half-breed beauty.
After I had drunk three of the necessary spirits, I blushed and switched seats with the fat man. Now the fat man is like a fish in water, and he is definitely a super public relations man in the Iron Triangle. According to what he said, for the sake of the third master, his fat master is ready to sacrifice under this pomegranate skirt today.
Sure enough, when he finished eating, he had to rely on us to help him go. When a group of people returned to the guest room, he fell asleep, and the fat man's wine was quite good. Baiwa's amount of alcohol is really unbearable, and after drinking it like this, she only adds a little pink to her face.
Baiwa brought me and the stuffy oil bottle into the back room of the suite, because there was no ready-made photo of the stuffy oil bottle, so the last step of ID card production had to be completed on the spot. Xiao Wu has already debugged a lot of equipment, let the stuffy oil bottle stand with his back against the white wall, and a few large soft lights and digital cameras took ID photos for him, and we don't have to worry about the rest. Xiao Wu entered the digital photo into the program, then synchronized it with the network data, and finally completed the photo addition of the ID card in a professional-looking machine.
I took the ID card of the stuffy oil bottle and looked at it, it was really exactly the same as my workmanship! It does not use the real name of the stuffy oil bottle Zhang Qiling, but is called Zhang Ping, not the bottle of the bottle, but the ordinary Ping. The birthday on the ID number is April 18, and the age is 25 years old.
I smiled faintly, I don't make an evaluation, just be low-key and can be used. After handing over the ID card to the stuffy oil bottle, I confirmed to Baiwa: "Is this thing okay on the chip reader?" β
Baiwa smiled confidently and said: "No problem, even if you make another one for the little third master, not to mention that your brother has never applied for an ID card and has no criminal record, you can rest assured!" β
Xiao Wu next to him also confirmed seriously: "Little Third Master, don't worry, it is completely synchronized with the online database, and you can test it now." As he spoke, he asked the stuffy oil bottle to put his ID card on the identifier on the table, and the content of the LCD was completely normal.
When he was done, Xiao Wu sorted out a large pile of equipment into a backpack and two trolley cases. I said I had drunk too much, I wanted to rest early, and I had to catch a plane tomorrow morning. Baiwa reluctantly took Xiao Wu and the guys around us who couldn't check in, and made an appointment to send us to the airport tomorrow morning. This time, only the black gold dagger and ancient knife were checked in as a collectible antique, and the other prohibited knives and guns were left to be disposed of locally.
After Bai Wa and Xiao Wu left, the room suddenly became very quiet, and I soon fell asleep while I was drinking.
But the next morning, before the alarm clock went off, I was woken up by the fat man's shouting, "Ahhh You two, what did you do last night? Actually let me sleep alone on the couch outside, and the two of you slept in the double bed in the back room! Naive! Little brother! β
The stuffy oil bottle looked at the fat man inexplicably, and entered the bathroom with drooping eyelids. I rushed over and scolded him, "You fat man, drunkard, pervert!" We got drunk last night, and we managed to help you back, and now you're here and you're going crazy?! What do you think? Sling the bull! Didn't you see that your little third master slept with his clothes together? β
The fat man rubbed his eyes, glanced at me, and said unscrupulously, "Cut, who knows!" "I'm so angry that I can't say anything, this kid just likes to make lace news.
After a while, the stuffy oil bottle came out and said, "You guys should also go and change it, and someone will come later." β
I said to the fat man, "Don't worry about you!" β
"I don't care if you're disrespectful, I'll wash it first!" The fat man rushed into the bathroom first, tossed in it for a long time, and finally the sound of the toilet sounded, and it was my turn. As soon as I entered, I almost didn't suffocate!
After breakfast, Bai Wa and Xiao Wu came, and the group drove to the airport early. Baiwa handed us the paper ticket, and accompanied us to change the boarding pass and check in the luggage, until after the security check, she was reluctant to say goodbye, and repeatedly told us to come to see her often after finishing things.
The fat man said to me with emotion: "You big girl is really enthusiastic, and she is good in all aspects!" You two...? β
"Hey, you're doing it again?! The two of us didn't develop any special relationship! As soon as I finished speaking, I saw that the fat man was not unhappy when he smiled, but said happily: "Okay! Then we will have the opportunity to come to this ice city to play more in the future! β
"Please, it's 'Harbin', not 'Harbing'! I'm afraid you're passionate about the girls here, right?! β
At this time, I suddenly heard the stuffy oil bottle whisper: "You two be careful, someone is following, don't look for it." β
We continued to move forward normally, and I whispered to the bottle, "Who is it?" How many are there? β
He said: "I don't know, I just feel this way, and it started with Erdao Baihe." β
The fat man whispered, "Huh?! Master! We'd better be more natural. I say naΓ―ve, you're not interested in Russian girls at all?! β
I was dizzy when I heard this, and shrugged my shoulders and ignored him.
After the plane took off, I sat in my seat with my eyes closed, and my mind was involuntarily cranky. What is this man who is following us trying to do? Did we find out what we were doing wrong? Or did the people of "it" know our purpose? Want to kill? Or do you want to overload? Is it for the sake of the ghost domain? Or is it for the sake of what is behind the bronze door? I don't know what the strength of the other party is? If you're still following us, you'll be on this plane, and you won't be able to spend anything else outside the cabin.
Suddenly, the plane shook violently, and the announcement was that it had encountered strong convective air. I started to get a little nervous, not because the plane was shaking, but because I thought it was a good time for them to do it.
The plane continued to jolt, and I wondered if the plane had an accident and fell, or had broken in half in the air, would I have survived with the skills of a stuffy oil bottle? What will he do?
Anyway, I kept thinking about it, and nothing happened, and the sound of the flight arriving at its destination came over the radio.
After the plane landed at Nanning Airport, the guy "Erzi" from Guangxi Handicap drove a car to pick up the three of us. But as soon as I got in the car, I found that there was a girl inside, and when she saw us getting in the car, she happily shouted: "Little third master, fat master, stuffy oil bottle!" β
I wondered, "Are you?" β
She was very lively and immediately replied, "My name is Dao Dao!" The "second son" who drove also introduced to us: "Boss, the knife is the bright pillar of our Guangxi handicap, very capable, nicknamed 'Happy Flying Knife', this time I want to see the demeanor of the boss, so I insist on coming!" β
See me? But most of the time I look at her, I'm staring at the stuffy oil bottle!
The fat man said happily: "Eh, the little girl actually called us Zhang Ye stuffy oil bottle?!" β
Dao Dao immediately changed his words: "Then I'll call him little brother with the fat master!" Hehe! β
"Yikes! It's not big or small, you call him little brother?! "The fat man sells the old way.
The stuffy oil bottle looked at the knife and didn't speak, could it be a tacit acquiescence? I didn't want to care about this, and the fat man of the province made fun of me again, so I just smiled bitterly and shook my head.
She later became our guide, and it is said that she grew up in the 100,000 mountains, and she is very familiar with the way, and she can also use flying knives with both hands to pierce the Yang. The fat man was glad to have a lark to talk to him, otherwise he would not have wanted a guide, for he himself had stepped on the point of the ancient king's tomb.
But after listening to the route and location of the fat man, Dao Dao suggested to us: "As far as I know, there should be a faster route to get to that neighborhood." β
In this regard, the stuffy oil bottle naturally hoped that the sooner the better, but the fat man said: "Little knife, I have personally walked that route!" And that shortcut road have you walked on your own? Don't go wrong, go around and go back again. β
Dao Dao thought about it more cautiously and replied: "Although my grandmother took me away when I was a child, I can still remember how to walk, including all the landmarks along the way, and my grandmother specially pointed it out to me." β
When I heard this, I asked her, "Can your grandmother take us one more trip?" Is she okay? β
Dao Dao's expression suddenly darkened, and he seemed a little sad, and replied, "My grandmother has been seriously ill since she came back that time, and she has been bedridden ever since. I found many famous doctors and tried various methods, but my condition did not improve. Lately, it's been ......"
I looked at her sad appearance, but suddenly a sense of foreboding arose, and I said apologetically, "I'm really sorry to make you sad." But I don't know what disease your grandmother has? Maybe we can help. β