Chapter 63: On the Way Back

Uncle Lu didn't know when he cut a small hole in the lining of the bag, stuffed the card bag into it, and put it in the middle of the sponge for decompression. I was too flustered to notice the weirdness www.biquge.info I must have slipped out of the bag when I dropped it next to the transmission.

I was overjoyed and asked Hu San if he had an ID card. After receiving an affirmative answer, we sang all the way and moved forward.

I wanted to buy a sleeper to make up for my sleep, but after asking the locals, I learned that there is no local train station, only a bus station, and the nearest train station is in Lijiang. Xia Li, a sturdy man, was already out of gas, so I gave up my plan to drive to Lijiang and took a bus to Lijiang.

After going around all the way, I finally got a taxi and arrived at the door of Lijiang Station, at which time it was completely dark. The driver was a swarthy little man, he pulled down the handbrake, didn't look back, and said in Mandarin with a strong Yunnan flavor: "One hundred yuan." ”

Zhang Siyuan frowned, poked his head out, glared and said, "You want me a hundred yuan for just such a twenty-minute journey?" Do your own calculations, is there a fucking 10 kilometers for this part of the journey? ”

The driver squinted his eyes and turned his head and was about to scold, but when he saw the fierceness on our faces like carved out of a mold, his voice involuntarily lowered, but he still pretended to be nothing: "You heard me wrong, when did I say to give a hundred yuan?" I'm talking about twenty. ”

I handed over a red ticket, waited for him to make change, and then gave him a hard look. Zhang Siyuan wanted to squeeze him a few words, but was stopped by Wang Linshuo, and the group got out of the car with some resentment.

I grabbed Hu San, who was about to step towards the security checker, and said in a low voice, "Where's your dagger?" It's really bad to be found out here. ”

He winked at me and smiled, "It's been on that Shali a long time ago." ”

I was a little surprised, I didn't expect him to coincide with me. I thought to myself, this is a good harvest for the sturdy man, who can pull out several bloody daggers from under his seat. Hu San smiled at me, walked through the security checker with a big grin, asked me for a thousand yuan, walked to the empty ticket window, and shouted, "Are you going to Urumqi today?" ”

Zhang Siyuan and I looked at each other in surprise, and the conductor said, "There is no direct connection to Urumqi, but you can transfer from Kunming." ”

Hu San rubbed his temples: "It doesn't matter, what time is the car to Kunming?" ”

"Drive at eight o'clock, and arrive at five and two tomorrow morning."

Hu San came back with two train tickets and smiled at me: "The remaining dozens of yuan will be used as travel expenses for me, how about it?" ”

I nodded: "What are you doing in Urumqi?" Could it be that it was really to find out what Lao Jiu said? ”

He smiled indifferently: "Anyway, I can't go back, so it's better to go to Xinjiang to have a tour and satisfy my curiosity by the way." I still have a few old friends there, so I don't have to worry about food and accommodation. ”

I looked at him, and suddenly a strong urge came to me, and I could barely stand on my feet. At that moment, I wanted to rush to the ticket window and say to the little girl inside to bring me two tickets that were exactly the same as his. But when I lowered my head and saw the wounds on my body, I immediately calmed down, as if someone had poured cold water on my head.

At this time, the waiting hall not far away has sounded the announcement: "Passengers who take K9618 to Xuanwei direction, please note that the train is about to start ticket checking......"

I patted Hu San on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I wish you a smooth journey." ”

He turned and walked away, but after a few steps he suddenly turned around, smiled strangely at us, and exclaimed, "There will be a meeting later." ”

Zhang Siyuan fought a cold war: "What will happen later, I swear that I will never participate in all activities again." ”

I bought the hard sleeper and rushed into the train station with them, Zhang Siyuan ran to the convenience store on his right hand like crazy, and grabbed instant noodles, bread, mineral water and other food from the shelves like a robbery. The proprietress was startled and rushed over to stop him, but I took out two red tickets and stuffed them into her in time, and threw myself into the army of 'robbery'.

I sat on Zhang Siyuan's bunk, and the scenery passed by quickly. There are all kinds of accents in my ears, people of all colors around me, and the smell of trains mixed with instant noodles and human smells on the tip of my nose. I suddenly felt like a ridiculous and grotesque dream these days, and I became a character in a novel, running desperately by the Chenghai Lake, the bottom of the cliffs, and the strange ghost barrier forest that I had never heard of before.

I thought of Uncle Lu and the man in black again, and I couldn't help but sigh. Zhang Siyuan shouted all the way with instant noodles and shuttled to me, and the taste of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles mixed with water vapor rushed into my nose. He smiled at me and asked, "What do you want?" ”

I was a little melancholy and sighed: "Now I don't know if Uncle Lu is dead or alive, and now that I think about it, I feel that what I have experienced during this time is as strange as a dream." If I could go back in time, I would definitely not answer my dad's call, let alone stumble to the hospital to see Uncle Lu. ”

He didn't care about me, he just gulped the noodles into his mouth. I looked at him helplessly and asked, "Did you listen to me?" ”

He picked up the bowl and drank a big mouthful of soup, wiped the grease stains on his mouth and said, "Those who should come will always come, don't you think that these people you met along the way pay special attention to you and chase you a little bit?" Even if you don't go to see Uncle Lu that day, he will take the time to come to the door. ”

I thought about it carefully, and my heart was really as he said, and I couldn't help but squeeze out a smile at him. Wang Linshuo climbed down from his bed, threw me a chocolate-flavored bread and said, "Don't be as sad as Sister Lin, you have time to think about this life that you can't think about, it's better to use this time to eat something." ”

Wang Zhenbian said: "Don't let him eat chocolate, now he has sunburned not much different from this color, you have to eat something white to make up for it." ”

I grimaced at him, walked over to the pool, wiped my face, climbed into bed, and said, "I'm going to sleep, don't make any noise about me." ”

I took the bag off the hook with some difficulty, and touched Uncle Lu's card bag still in the small mezzanine he had cut, feeling relieved, and was about to pull over the pillow and fall asleep, but my fingers touched a strange thing.

I thought about when a leaf fell into my bag, and I grabbed it out and was about to throw it on the ground, but I caught a glimpse of what seemed to be written on it. I held it up in front of my eyes and noticed that someone had carved a few words on it with his fingernails: Go to Taklama.

Taklama looks like a place name. The handwriting on the leaves is so messy that it is impossible to tell who wrote it. I pinched it a few times, then I looked at the light, and I didn't find anything. I was at a loss in my heart, and I poked my head out and asked the three people who were playing cards and bragging, "Who of you knows what Taklama means?" ”

Wang Linshuo threw out a pair of Qs, raised his head and said: "The Taklamakan Desert, located in the center of the Tarim Basin in Xinjiang, is the largest desert in China and a no-man's land. ”

Zhang Siyuan praised: "Lao Wang, you are simply Baidu Encyclopedia, you can be on TV, ......"

I didn't hear a word of what he said, and I was stunned on the spot. Who stuffed this leaf into my backpack? Is the Taklamakan Desert really related to that string of numbers in some strange way? Could it be ...... Do I really want to go to Xinjiang?

Wang Zhen's scream pulled me back to reality, and the three of them looked up at me in unison, and he asked, "Why did you suddenly ask about this?" And what's wrong with your face, how did it turn so white? ”

I waved my hand and pretended to be very tired and fell on the bed, but my mind was chaotic like a ball of yarn that had been played with by a cat, and countless shocking images kept coming to mind. Even though I couldn't lift my tired arms, I couldn't sleep at all, and kept turning over in the cramped bed. Zhang Siyuan knocked on my bed and shouted, "If you can't sleep, come down, I want to play and run fast, I can't fight without someone." ”

I sighed, sat up tiredly, and stepped out of bed on a ladder half the size of a palm. Wang Linshuo handed me the card and asked, "Why did you suddenly mention the Taklamakan Desert just now?" ”

I made a pause gesture, saw that there was no one around, and whispered, "Someone has stuffed a leaf into my bag with a fingernail engraved on it: Go to Taklama." ”

Wang Linshuo's expression changed suddenly, he put away his smile and said solemnly: "No matter who wrote it, you must not go." It's a no-man's-land known as the Sea of Death, and you can't get out if you go in! ”