I helped the ugly all the way down the mountain.

I looked around vigilantly and smiled uglyly: "Don't be afraid, my master was seriously injured last night, and he won't take action easily." ”

"Is he gone?" I asked.

Ugly shook his head: "He will always follow us, and he will not stop until he achieves his goal." It's just that he will think of other ways, maybe it may not be necessary to secretly bow his head. ”

I was taken aback, but the manuscript left by my grandfather recorded that the head lowering master was very secretive, and the person who was recruited could not notice it, and he might be touched in the crowd and hit the head. Some head lowering divisions are so powerful that they can be tricked by those who are seen at a casual glance, and they don't know how they died.

When I came to the wooden house, I saw that the broken truck was still there. I beckoned Chou to get into the car, tried to start, and the car still moved. I drove slowly.

The car did not dare to enter the deep mountains, but walked slowly along the sheep intestine path on the edge of the mountain. I don't dare to drive too fast, I can't control such road conditions.

The car walked all the way, although the road was rugged and difficult, it was barely able to drive, and there should be a perennial path here, which had been pressed out by the car.

The car drove for a long time, and after noon, I saw a market town not far away, and the fuel was about to run out. When you arrive in the town, the streets are full of low-slung shanty houses, and the weather in Myanmar is very hot, and most of the people here are dark and thin, wearing dirty traditional clothes, and the most used means of transportation is the tricycle that shuttles back and forth.

I parked the car on the side of the road and we got out of the car. Ugly Ugly's face is now close to sixty years old, and she has not walked far, tired and gasping against the wall, and her physical strength has also declined with age.

Now the priority is to find a hotel to rest and then go to eat. Not to mention ugly, my physical strength is also approaching the limit. However, we don't understand what the locals say, and Chou Chou can only speak Thai and Chinese, plus a Pali language for chanting mantras, and he doesn't know anything about the native Khmer language in Burma.

I stood on the streets of a foreign country, with people walking by, and the feeling of hopeless loneliness I couldn't describe in words.

Chou Chou came up with a solution, and she told me that the monk's yin spirit had been detained in the relics, and he was a Burmese during his lifetime, and with the help of his yin spirit, maybe you would be able to understand the local language.

There seems to be some truth to what she said. I tried to communicate with the yin spirit in the relic, and this aura once came up on my body, and there was an indescribable tacit understanding between us. I used my consciousness to think about the yin spirit of the relic, and my whole body trembled violently, and a cold cold in the hot summer day came to my body.

When I listened to the locals again, I could instantly understand what they meant.

It's hard to describe, I still don't understand the language they speak, but I know it in my heart, and the literal meaning immediately comes to mind.

I stopped a local and tried to communicate with him in the local language, anyway, what I thought in my heart, I just said it, with gestures, and he actually understood!

Locals told me that just around the corner, there was an inn. I asked him if there was a gas station nearby, and he told me that there were no big gas stations, but there was a small station for some motorcycles, maybe to refuel motor vehicles.

I took Ugly to the hotel and opened a room for her to wait here. I went out and drove, found a small gas station, and filled up the gas. International calls are also available. I lost my mobile phone a long time ago, and I made a call to China after paying the money.

The first call came to the house, and I told my mother that I was safe, and today was the weekend, and my sister was also there, and asked me where I was. I told her that I was now in an unknown town in Myanmar, and that my sister would be blind when she laughed at me, and she had gone to Burma.

I smiled wryly, and didn't have time to talk to her in detail. After hanging up the phone, I called the paint factory again, and the office director was in the factory, and when he heard my phone was in a hurry, he asked me when I would be back, and said that he called Thailand, and said that you have already arrived in Bangkok, why haven't you come back?

I smiled bitterly and said, Director, it's hard to say, I'm running away in Myanmar now, I should be going back soon, don't worry.

The chief of staff paused and asked me if I had any eyebrows about Azan.

I told him that Azan was impossible, but I found his apprentice, and maybe the apprentice had a way.

The chief of staff sighed and told me to stay safe.

The last call I made was to understand Nanhua. Xie Nanhua heard my voice, a little strange, this person is extremely smart, and immediately realized if there was something wrong.

I told him the truth on the phone that the driver who had brought us to Myanmar had been killed by Azan Bunlok. We're in Myanmar right now, and I don't have much cash on me in an unknown town.

Xie Nanhua said, I can't help you much, you can only rely on yourself. You try to find a way to get to Little Mongla and find a local guy named Jimmy. Xie Nanhua has already communicated with Jimmy, and as long as we can pick up, he can send us to China.

After hanging up the phone, I bought a map of Myanmar at the gas station, communicated with the shop owner, and found my current location. It's not too far from Little Mongla, and I marked the route on the map, and I had some points in my mind. As long as you can get to Mongla safely, you can return to China.

I bought some food at the corner of the street, and when I got to the door of my room, I found the door closed, I knocked on the door, but there was no reply.

I pushed it open, squeaked open, and when I entered the room, I realized that something was wrong.

Ugly is not in the room, there is a pile of mirror fragments on the floor, the windows are open, the wind outside is blowing in, and the curtains are fluttering.

I realized something, and quickly ran to the window to look outside, and there was no sign of ugliness on the street.

I crouched on the ground and picked up the mirror fragments on the ground one by one. It must have been ugly and ugly who saw her appearance, she couldn't bear this drastic change, and ran away by herself.

I forced myself to calm down, thinking while cleaning, there was nothing I could do about it, and my heart was heavy.

I left the inn and walked aimlessly down the long street, looking around as I went, when I saw a group of people surrounding something, chattering.

With a sense of foreboding, I ran over to separate the crowd, and when I got inside, I saw that they were looking at a dead dog.

I pulled out of the crowd and stumbled upon a man squatting next to the trash can in the corner, dressed in tattered clothes and with his hair scattered. I walked over and slowly crouched in front of her, touching her hair with my hand.

She looked up at me, and my heart trembled, and the person in front of me was ugly, and she had become an old woman, probably in her sixties, approaching seventy, with a wrinkled face, gray eyes, and looking at me closely.

She looks like a beggar in the village now.

"Come back with me." I said softly.

Ugly looked at me with a hoarse voice: "Wang Qiang, I'm so ugly in the mirror." ”

I wanted to say that you are not ugly, but this is an obvious lie, and I really don't know what to say, so I said, "Let's go back to China." I'll send you to Wudang Town to find the masters, and they must have a way to restore you to the way you were before. ”

The ugly clown hugged his knees and cried "duh", which was very sad. I crouched down next to her and gently comforted her, unable to say anything.

She suddenly raised her head: "Wang Qiang, will there still be feelings between us?" ”

"Of course." I nodded.

Ugly stared at me for a long time: "I believe in you." Let's go back. ”

I took her back to the hotel, I cleaned up the mirrors in the room, and said to her, "Don't be so willful in the future, let's face something together." ”

She was munching on her food, but I didn't have much of an appetite and sat there watching her.

At night we slept in the same bed, and we slept in the same clothes. Ugly Ugly woke up several times in her sleep, and I asked her what she dreamed of, but she didn't say anything, her face was full of indescribable sorrow.

When it was close to dawn, I fell asleep in a daze, and in the haze I heard ugly self-talk, she seemed to say, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to China, I'm sorry, Wang Qiang.

I didn't take it much seriously in my sleep, turned over and continued to sleep.

When I woke up, it was bright. I sat up and saw that Ugly had woken up, sat at the head of the bed with my knees crossed, and smiled sweetly at the sight of me. I sighed in my heart, if this is a little girl, such a smile is absolutely affectionate, but in front of me is an old lady who is old.

We left the room and I drove out of town and out according to the map. If I can really drive all the way to Mengla, my driving skills will definitely be a breakthrough improvement.

As soon as you walk, you have to stop and look at the map to check the direction. In terms of direction, Ugly is much more powerful than me. Following her directions, I drove all the way through.

Chou Chou is particularly prone to fatigue, and within two hours he began to nap and curl up in his seat.

I can't bear to call her, let her rest. The car drove for a day, and at night came to a deserted place. I finally found the locals to inquire, only to know that it was not far from Mongla, and it is estimated that it will be there tomorrow morning.

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