Chapter Eighty-Nine: Arrival

I still need to explain what happened after the fat man's drunkenness. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info I wanted to get angry when I saw the fat man playing golf with a selfie stick on his back. But seeing the fat man's smiling face, his heart suddenly softened. My name is Ran, the orchid next door. Lan easily knocked the fat man unconscious.

The fat man was dizzy, and he was completely awake the next day. And this one thing, although it is a bit anticlimactic, but it has passed.

And now I'm sitting on a train heading north. Not in a seat, though, or in a sleeper bed. Instead, sit on the floor in the smoking area.

The reason is simple. None of us remembered to buy tickets on the day the fat man got drunk. When the fat man woke up, there were only standing tickets left for the whole train.

I, the fat man, and Ran. The three of us stepped on the train heading north. And Hetao, our equipment was purchased by him with his help. So he's going to have to stay and help us with our gear. As for why we are in a hurry and refuse to fly. The main reason is that our previous action against the uncle was too big. Although an unknown person helped us suppress it, after discussing it later, we decided to keep a low profile this time. And now the security check of the plane is too strict, just Lan's kind of character, in addition to the train, maybe the car can let her secretly bring the black knife on the car.

I sat on the floor in the smoking area and looked up at the window. I couldn't see anything, I saw some wires. Looking at the wires, which will be high and low, it will be like a wave. I was a little drowsy when I saw it.

I pulled out my phone and plugged in my headphones to listen to a song for a while. But before the song could be opened, the fat man grabbed my hand. Then he shook his head at me. I didn't understand what he meant, but I saw him reach over and take my headphones off.

"Wearing headphones makes it easy to block out information from the outside world." The fat man pointed to his ear. "The brain needs to pick up information from the outside world through the ears. When you put on your headphones, you're looking for death. ”

I let out an "oh", thinking that the fat man was right. So I didn't say anything, put away the headphones, and then chose a song and clicked on.

I can't remember what song I listened to back then. But the one that I remember most clearly is:

Keep going south.

Although we are now going in the opposite direction.

To be honest, I think we should try to avoid places with a lot of people. For example, train stations. We were so arrogant that we came in with our ID cards in such a grand manner. And it seems to me that we are at least like in the movie, sneaking over the train halfway. Then sneak down when you're about to get there. We can not have the handsome image in the movie, but the handsome actions at least can't be lost.

After listening to the first song, someone came to the smoking room to smoke. Lan sat across from me. The man came to my side very cooperatively after being glanced at by Lan.

I don't know if it's that smokers are indifferent to secondhand smoke. I'm sensitive to the smell of smoke anyway.

Xuelan's eyes stared at that person for a long time, and that person also looked at me a few times during this period. When he was finally glared away by me, I let out a long sigh of relief. Look at the fat man with a triumphant smile.

"You didn't notice that the man left after smoking?" The fat man said.

I was splashed with cold water, rolled my eyes, and didn't speak again.

The train traveled for three days and three nights. I'm fucking going crazy all this time. And looking at the fat man, the oily hair can stand up when he puts his hands together.

We first got off at a place in Inner Mongolia. But I can't say exactly where it is. And if there are those who are idle and like to open the map and look around, there should be a problem. That is, there is no way to see the border on the map. And we are about to appear somewhere on that border.

It's really exciting. I don't know if I've been messing around with the fat man for a long time, but I don't feel guilty about this kind of thing now. On the contrary, there is a sense of nervousness, even anticipation.

We spent a fortune on a local private guide in one of our places in Inner Mongolia. As with other novels, we are not brain-dead enough to tell the guide directly that we are going to fight backwards. We're talking about a special way to enjoy the prairie scenery. So I wanted the tour guide to take us to the border line. Guaranteed never to pass.

Of course, the fat man added in a whisper at the time. Say that we definitely don't go over from above.

But then again. We only know that the approximate location of this mausoleum is on the Sino-Mongolian border. But the border between China and Mongolia has gone long. Although Fat Man and Lan have deduced several locations through Feng Shui geography. But these locations are also very far apart. The nearest one is half a day's journey. And the tour guide who followed us became more and more strange. At first, it was fine, and we all followed him around. But later, it was almost us who took him around. Moreover, if it weren't for the fact that we were not familiar with the local situation in Inner Mongolia, the fat man would have wanted to leave him directly on the grassland and we would have gone by ourselves.

After wandering around the border for nearly a week, four or five places were finally identified by us as a place that was in line with the feng shui of burial. It's just that this place is so embarrassing. Not to mention the terrain and water potential, it is just the border guards who are constantly patrolling the open land. I think that's tricky enough. Moreover, according to the discipline of the current border guards, I always feel that the fat man's method of proposing bribes in the past will not work. And it doesn't seem to work in the past.

Just imagine, a few people who are not locals at first glance, and when they see border guards, they go up to set up. Let's not talk about whether Lan will do this, anyway, the fat man I think he will definitely be able to do it. But this is also too obvious, and it doesn't mean anything good at first glance.

We set up camp not far from the identified site. Of course, this must be stealthily, and it has to be hidden. Otherwise, once discovered, it will definitely be driven away.

The tour guide we were looking for, after watching us set up our tents, finally couldn't help it.

"Boss," said the guide, "I shouldn't have asked." But I look at your behavior in the past few days, and it doesn't look like you're just here for tourism. ”

The fat man and I were stunned. But when you think about it, it seems like we didn't have anything to hide from the beginning. According to the fat man, if this tour guide dares to think otherwise, he doesn't mind teaching him a lesson. (To be continued.) )