Chapter 10: Shockers and Gold
Monsoon and Juice woke up, and they walked towards me together.
Monsoon said, "Boss, go to sleep." β
I said, "I'll tell you two pieces of news, one good news and one bad news, which one do you listen to first?" β
The two men said it almost at the same time - Monsoon said, "Listen to the bad first." But what Juice said, "Listen first!" β
They looked at each other.
Monsoon said, "Okay, let's listen first." β
I said, "I see the rescuers." β
Pulp's eyes widened: "Where! β
I said, "When I was recording with my mobile phone just now, I saw them, about seven or eight people, four cars. β
"And now what about their people?" β
I said, "Right here you are!" β
The juice jumped away in one step.
Monsoon asked, "What about the bad news?" β
I said, "You can only see them through the video on your phone, and you can't see them as soon as you put your phone down." Just now, I spoke to them, but the picture was quickly overwhelmed by snowflakes......"
Pulp said, "You have this news! β
I said, "It's news, and it's both good and bad." I say it's good because I can be sure that the outside world hasn't given up on us, and they've been looking for us. It's bad because we don't seem to be in the same space as them......"
Monsoon and Pulp came up to me and sat down.
Pulp also took out her mobile phone, opened the video recording software, and continued to search.
I stood up and looked around at the sky and saw nothing. I looked up again and looked straight up.
A small black dot, slowly moving.
I've seen that UFO again!
I immediately raised my binoculars and searched for a long time to lock on to it. I'm sure it's moving, but I still can't tell if it's a plane or a bird.
I said, "Monsoon! Juice! β
Monsoon said, "What are you looking at?" β
I said, "Come and see what that thing is......"
She ran over and snatched the telescope from my hand and looked up at the sky: "Where is it...... Where......"
She searched for a long time but still couldn't find it.
I said, "You give the monsoon, and it's gone for a while!" β
Reluctantly, she gave the telescope to Monsoon.
Monsoon held the binoculars, moved slowly, and finally stopped, staring intently.
I said, "Do you see clearly?" β
Monsoon doesn't speak, keep watching.
It took a long time for her to put down the binoculars and say, "It flew away......
I said, "What do you see is that?" β
"At first I thought it was a kite, but then I thought it wasn'......"
I said, "What's that!" β
Monsoon looked at me for a long time before saying, "How do I feel like that's a person?" β
I shuddered: "People? β
"Really, it's a lot like a guy flying face down on his stomach ......," she said.
I said, "You're dazzled, no way!" β
At this time, Baisha came over. There was a slope in the middle, and he slipped on the sand and almost fell.
Monsoon said: "Baisha, you haven't eaten yet, the food is in the tent, you go and get it yourself." β
Bai Sha came up to us and said, "I'm not hungry. What are you talking about? β
I said, "Small talk." β
He said, "Then let me ask you, Pulp, do you know where those people live?" β
"What do you want to do?" β
He said, "I'm going to save my girlfriend." β
Pulp said, "Ha! Are you finally going to rise? Then I tell you, you keep going in the northwest direction, and if you don't take a detour, about three or four hours, you will see some dead wood, half a man high, and there you will find an entrance, and you will find them when you go in. β
Bai Sha asked, "How many of them are in total?" β
"Four, it should be four." If you can kill them, kick the orb a few more times for me. β
Bai Sha looked at me and said, "Big guy, I need your electric shocker." β
I shook my head and said, "I've already rejected you." β
No matter how great he is, I can't give him the stunner, and if he has a conspiracy, I and Monsoon and Pulp will die at his hands.
Bai Sha blinked his eyes and thought for a while, and then said, "I don't need an electric shocker, then you have to promise me another thing." β
I said, "What's the matter?" β
Bai Sha said, "Give me back the gold." β
I said, "Why?" β
Bai Sha said, "I'll take the gold and go and make an exchange with them." β
If he gets the stunner and subdues the three of us, then all the vehicles, tents, supplies, drugs, and gold will be his. Now, he can't get the gold, and he has begun to cheat the gold.
If I promised him, he would probably bury the gold somewhere, and come back the next day and lie - the humanoids did not agree to the exchange and robbed it of it.
I said, "The gold is not yours, nor is it mine, and you are not entitled to trade it for your girlfriend." β
Bai Sha looked at Monsoon, and then at Pulp, hoping to get help from the two girls.
Monsoons look elsewhere.
Pulp turned her face to me and whispered, "Uncle, you can help him, for the sake of that rice ear." β
I shook my head resolutely and said, "No." β
Bai Sha was a little angry: "We are encountering a special environment, a special situation, can't we take some special measures?" At this time, it doesn't matter whose gold it is! β
I said, "Important. No matter where we are, when we are, we must look at the problem by the moral standard of normal society. β
Bai Sha sighed and said very helplessly: "Well, even in Wucheng, if a person is kidnapped, he will be torn up, and the police can't approach the hostages, do you have to agree to the gangster's conditions and obediently send the ransom?" β
I've met some people!
Zhang Hui, Wu Min, Bai Sha...... Damn, one can say more than the other.
I said, "The police never break into a gold shop, rob someone's private property, and then ransom the hostages. β
Bai Sha said: "In this barren world, we only have gold, if we don't take it, where do you let me go to get money?" β
I said, "All I can say is that it's a pity. β
Bai Sha looked at the pulp juice and sneered: "It's inhuman." Then he walked away.
At about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, when it was the hottest time in Lop Nur, I sat with Monsoon and Pulp for a while, and hurriedly returned to the tent.
The tent blocked the sun, but it was not ventilated and stuffy.
Pulp said, "What the hell was that thing in the sky just now!" β
I said, "Maybe it's a garbage bag or something." β
"It's not windy, can you blow the garbage bag that high?" β
I said, "Leave it alone." β
"I should have been allowed to see it at the time, my eyesight was very good!" β
I said, "If it's really a person flying, you're not scared to death!" β
Pulp looked at Monsoon: "Do you still think it's a person?" β
Monsoon said, "Of course it can't be. It should be an airplane, right? β
Pulp said, "Rescue planes? flying so high, how can you find us! β
I said, "We should write a big line in the desert - how can you find us when you are flying so high!" β
Pulp said, "You go and write." β
I sighed: "I usually write novels, I can write 10,000 words a day, but in the desert, I can't even write a word a day." β
We talked for a while, and then Juice said, "You say, does this tent look like a sauna?" β
I said, "Like." β
"I want to get my head in the fridge," said Juice. β
I said, "I thought, too, it's better to freeze the layer." β
"I'm serious! β
That's when I realized she really wanted to!
I have a car fridge on my Land Rover.
I said, "No! β
She said, "Why? β
I said, "To cool the refrigerator, we have to turn on the fire, and the gasoline consumed is enough for us to run 10 kilometers, and in the end, it may be because of these 10 kilometers that we can decide whether we can go out or not." β
"Okay, uncle, don't be reasonable. β
The grass by the lake "rattled and rattled", and soon a gust of wind blew into the tent through the doorway, and although it was soft and hot, it was still very comfortable.
I suddenly said, "I want to go back." β
Pulp said, "Only want him?" Don't want Meng Xiaoshuai? β
I continued: "When I was a kid and mixed with other people, I didn't trust the boss. Later, he became the boss and didn't believe in the little brother. But I want to go back. β
Pulp said: "You say, if Zhang Hui is here, will he be afraid of this white sand?" β
I sneered for my brother.
Pulp said again: "Then will he be afraid of Miyamoto Shinobu?" β
I said, "No." β
Pulp said, "Then you say, will Shinobu Miyamoto be afraid of him?" β
I thought for a moment and said, "Neither of them will be afraid of anyone." β
"What if they fight?" Who can beat whom? β
I looked at her and said, "How do you look like a boy?" β
"I want to know which of them is great. β
I said, "Miyamoto is strong, Zhang Hui is ruthless, if they fight, they may all end up lying in the desert." β
Monsoon has always had few words, but today she took the initiative to provoke a topic: "I miss all of them." I often think about the passage that everyone chose at that time, and it is very interesting, and it shows the personality of each person. β
I said, "I'd love to hear what you think." β
Monsoon said, "What are the words?" β
I said, "Lot, break, wide, Fujian, idle, min, intermittent, smell, flash, stuffy, ask, noisy." β
Monsoon said: "Pulp, if you choose, which word will you choose?" β
Pulp thought for a moment and said, "'Let's make trouble'." β
Then Monsoon started playing a game of tokenization, and she thoughtβ
The person who chooses the "lot" is likely to be a nostalgic person, who does not like change, is slower to react, more cautious, but longs for miracles.
People who choose "breaking" should be more unrestrained and believe in experience.
People who choose "broad" should generally be very obscene and realistic.
People who choose "idle" have a warm temperament, are too romantic, and have good conduct.
People who choose "Min" often make decisions that are often surprising, and they like to go off the rails with their swords, but they are suspected of being clever.
People who choose "flash" may have a mediocre personality, but they are more tactful.
Speaking of which, she won't say anything.
"There are six more!" β
Ji Feng said: "Let Boss Zhou say it." β
I know she doesn't want to judge the people around her.
I said, "The people who choose 'Fujian' basically don't have any brains. On closer examination, this kind of human heart is small-minded, likes speculation, and hides a vicious side. β
Pulp said: "Bai Xinxin chose 'Fujian'...... Zhang Hui and Guo Mei also chose 'Fujian'! β
I said, "All those who follow don't count." β
Then I said: "The one who chooses 'between' has a momentum, atmospheric, dignified, and suitable for being a king." It's just that sometimes there are fatal setbacks. β
Pulp said: "When you praise yourself, be a little subtle, okay?" β
I went on to say: "It's more realistic to choose someone who 'smells', but this kind of person is ingenious and unusual, and often ends up winning big." They generally don't care what other people think. β
Pulp said: "Meng Xiaoshuai chose 'stuffy', what does that mean?" β
I said: "I don't understand the people who choose 'boring', I can only say one thing - they have super decision-making ability, and they are not disturbed by the outside world or themselves." Everyone is entangled in life, but they can immediately distinguish the surface and nature of things, and quickly cut through the mess. β
Then I said, "The people who choose to 'ask' are often very simple, they trust their instincts, and they can be easily gullible. β
Pulp said: "I chose 'trouble'!" β
I said, "It's up to you at last - the people who choose 'trouble' are relatively simple, like to go to bars, nightclubs, and like to find faults......"
"You're talking about me!" β
I said, "And one more thing β smart." For example, others use code words to her, but she can often hear them at once. β
Juice said, "I'm not playing with you!" β
I looked at Monsoon: "If you had to choose for yourself, which channel would you choose?" β
Monsoon said, "I'm sure I'll follow you." β
I said, "If I'm not there." β
Monsoon said: "I will still choose 'between'. β
Whether she said it was true or not, I was very moved. If she is telling the truth, it means that she and I are the same kind of person, closely related; If she was lying, it was undoubtedly implying to me that she had no regrets about bringing her back to square one.
The sun was setting little by little, the tent was facing west, and the shadows were receding.
Monsoon and Pulp and I stepped out of the tent, both cell phones in hand, looking for those hallucinatory rescuers in the desert.
The desert was empty, and they were nowhere to be seen.
While searching, Ji Feng said, "Boss Zhou, are you too mean to Baisha?" β
"That's it, although he's not a good guy, he wants to save his girlfriend after all!" β
I looked at the monsoon and said, "Do you know what I think?" β
Monsoon said, "I guessed it. β
I said, "That's good." β
"Monsoon, what did you guess?" β
I looked at the juice and said, "I'll go with him to save that rice ear." β
Pulp was stunned: "When?" β
I said, "Tonight." β