Sun Yang had never encountered such a situation, penniless, far away from his hometown and familiar people, confused about where he was going, and there were pursuers behind him who could come at any time.

Fortunately, I met this warm-hearted person, his Chinese is not very standard, according to him, his family has been away from Great Xia for two generations, he has never been back, and he rarely has the opportunity to use Chinese, but although there are some stumbles between the two people, they still chatted all the way.

Sun Yang finally figured out that the place where they were now located was already in the territory of Kayah State, south of Chan State, and the control of the military government was much stronger in this place than that of Chan State. But it's still nearly 500 kilometres from Yangon and nearly 150 kilometres from the new capital, Naypyidaw, and there are no direct buses. After hearing that his destination was Yangon, he was advised to go to Taungoo, the important town of the north-south Burmese material trade, and then take a train from there to Yangon.

"Your guts really aren't ordinary." He said to Sun Yang. "A person dares to venture into these places, and the language is not yet understood." He shook his head. "It's not just beasts and bandits where you've been robbed, you know? There's a youkai over there! ”

He said in an exaggerated tone, gesturing his hands, making Sun Yang a little worried about whether he would drive the car into the ravine.

In order to match his words, he had to make a surprised appearance. "Youkai?"

"I know that you Great Xia people don't believe in these ......," the other party shook his head. These things are real, and my Abba has seen huge ghosts flying in the sky......"

Probably a monk from Qingqiu, right?

Sun Yang thought.

"Aren't you scared knowing that these things still live here?" He asked. He was suddenly a little curious about what the general public thought of these monks.

"Home is here, where can I go? Besides, those monsters don't always come out to hurt people. As long as you sincerely go to the temple to worship more, those things will not dare to harm you. ”

Sun Yang shook his head slightly, he didn't know if the Sangha power in Myanmar was as strong as Thailand, but he thought about it, with the number of Buddhist temples in Thailand, Qingqiu still dared to come out and do it, and in a country like Myanmar, Qingqiu's power and influence would definitely be greater.

However, it didn't make much sense to talk to the other party about these things, so he pretended to be very interested and listened to the other party blowing these things all the way, and finally arrived at the station where he could take the train to Donghu.

What he didn't expect was that because of his lie that he was "robbed and penniless", the other party was very enthusiastic to give him the travel money he needed and bought him food on the road.

Sun Yang asked him to leave his name and address, but he firmly refused.

"It's all Huaxia people, do you want your reward for such a small favor?" He shook his head and drove away with a grin.

Sun Yang was very touched to meet such a person, he ate the dim sum that was very heavy in oil and salt and did not know what it was called, sitting on a tattered bus, surrounded by dark-skinned local residents, speaking a language he didn't understand at all, which made him a foreigner look very dazzling, so he simply pretended to doze off, in fact, while pranayama while observing the surrounding movements.

The population is gradually becoming denser, but only relative to the sparsely populated primeval jungle. Compared with Great Xia, except for Bangkok, Sun Yang really hasn't seen any densely populated cities along the way, and the largest city is just like a small county town in China.

The towns in Myanmar are more dilapidated than in Thailand, the roads are in worse condition, and the cars on the roads are strange and have all kinds of brands, and Sun Yang even saw cars from the last century that have long been discontinued. If it was in Great Xia, such a car would have either been scrapped or placed in a museum, but here it is still slowly spitting black smoke and continuing to run, blocking a lot of cars and can only slowly climb behind it.

At this rate, it must have been dark when he reached Taungoo, and it was estimated that it would be the next night to reach Yangon, and by that time, Qingqiu's tracking power might have turned in this direction.

Sun Yang finally understood a little bit why Dong Zhuohong wanted him to drift down the river for three or four hundred kilometers before turning to land, with such a forward speed, plus stopping to pick up and drop off passengers from time to time, the speed of progress was really not faster than drifting on the water.

He began to worry a little, for the people of Qingqiu, who were able to block traffic on the highway in Thailand and possess the police, such a place would definitely not make them have much scruples. Although it is theoretically very close to the capital of Burma, Naypyidaw, it is said that Naypyidaw has not yet built even the most basic supporting facilities, and Sun Yang has no way to expect more from the military junta how much actual control the place will have.

Gotta figure it out. He said to himself. But looking at the potholed road in front of him, which could only be passed by two cars, he really didn't have any tricks. Not to mention that he doesn't know the road, even if he goes down and grabs the best car now, he can only slowly follow the butts of those classic cars on such a road.

If only I could serve the ghosts...... Sun Yang couldn't help but think like this.

This may be one of the reasons why the ghost service is so prevalent in this region, and when they fly in the air, they have surpassed the vast majority of the people in the country with their efficiency.

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, the car finally arrived at a place that looked quite prosperous, the driver waved his hand to let Sun Yang get off the bus, and he took the ticket to show the driver uncertainly: "Donghu? ”

“ye！ toungoo！ The other party said loudly.

“hereshouldItakethetrain？” Sun Yang asked. "Trains? train？ ”

The other party looked dazed, and he had to learn the sound of the train's horn and use his hands to make the wheel spin at his sides.

"Oh!" The other party nodded again and again and pointed the direction to him.

Sun Yang rushed all the way there, and suddenly, he saw a Chinese-language signboard shop, and there was a phone on the counter at the door.

The worry and longing that had been forcibly suppressed suddenly exploded at this moment, and Sun Yang subconsciously walked over there, but after walking a few steps, he realized that he had neither money that could be used to make international calls, nor could he reveal his location for this reason.

If Dai Baichuan really played a very bad role in this matter as he guessed, then whether he called his parents, Lu Xiaoling or Ma Bin, he might be monitored or even tracked back to his location. In that case, his escape would be completely meaningless.

It took a difficult time for him to take his eyes off the phone and continue walking briskly in the direction of the train station.