Chapter 345 Flying Snow Crossing Flying Snow Lu (Middle)

The moonlit night in the desert is extremely cold. 【Latest Chapter Reading】

Because Shui Qing was unwilling to leave here, Wen Huan decided to stay here for a few days. In fact, instead of a reward of 120 million, he would have used all the intelligence networks to check the whereabouts of the helicopter, but there is no good news yet.

Billy ran to the ferry in the evening for the past two days, and he was very curious about the wonders, and he had the momentum to stop if he couldn't see it.

Wen Huan went offline from the online chat, and found that Shui Qing still maintained the posture of opening the refrigerator, bending over, and his face was in a daze with the cold frost. Look at the table and estimate, twenty-five minutes, exactly the time it takes for the woman to finish applying the mask.

He couldn't stand it, so he stepped forward and pulled her away and pushed her out of the car, "It's just time to look at the moon in the desert." Go ahead, look at nature, and understand that human beings are small, and in just a few decades, they can't even compare to the grains of sand. ”

Shui Qing hadn't come back to his senses yet, he was pushed by him and staggered a few steps, and said in a daze, "Dinner ......"

"I'll cook dinner tonight. Rest assured, the taste may be far-fetched, and you will never be able to eat the dead. Smack—without waiting for her to agree, closed the car door and winked at her through the glass.

The car was parked in a small settlement behind the sand mountain, with many homes and lights.

Shui Qing had nowhere to go, so he walked slowly along the lane towards the desert. This place is not densely populated, and the further you go to the desert, the less people there are. She didn't care, her feet were like clockwork, and she moved forward mechanically.

Sahara, for both of her lives, was a noun in books. Sanmao has created a happy nest with Jose in the Sahara, and she has already lost the person she loves most on the edge of the Sahara.

Therefore, the desert is beautiful, and it is also beautiful to swallow; The desert is soft, but it is also soft to swallow bones.

Therefore, when she read Sanmao's book, she was moved to tears; Now I can't use my strength when I step on my feet, I can only cherish the soft sand, and I hate it helplessly.

Wen Huan said that people are small. In fact, the grandeur of the desert is made up of countless tiny grains of sand. It's like she's standing in the sand of the day now, inconspicuous, but if she gathers on the streets of Beijing and Shanghai, the picture will be shocking.

One step at a time. Yu Qiuyu said in his cultural journey that people who come to the desert do so to leave their footprints. Then, she didn't want to come, but she just wanted to cry when she looked at the line of marks like streamers behind her. I want her to say that people who can fall in love with the desert are lonely and lonely people, so only footprints can accompany them. And in the desert, this companionship is clearer. She doesn't like this kind of quietness at all. Everything is ethereal, life is ethereal, the universe is grand, and only one's own breath can be heard.

It's too quiet, it's too cold.

Shui Qing tightened her coat, facing the endless golden yellow under the moonlight, unwilling to stay for long. However, she didn't expect that the silence of the world made her ears extremely sensitive to sound.

The wind is not high, but there is quicksand. She looked down from the top of the sand mountain, and a majestic cactus was supposed to be a single branch, but next to it there was an extra shadow, and it belonged to the same human race.

Dressed in black, it is not a good camouflage in the desert, but abrupt. A blue and red ghost fanged face, the silver and white moon is cold.

Is it a dream? Or a mirage? Shui Qing heard her heart pounding again, and unconsciously clenched her fists.

If she remembered correctly, this ghost face was exactly the same as the mask worn by the thieves who robbed the night at the Eichun Pavilion three years ago. Of course, this mask is not unique. However, she has met night people twice in her life, and each time this mask is dangling in front of her eyes, and it is too far-fetched to say that it is a coincidence.

It shouldn't be a real picture. That's what she thought—

"It's been three years."

The hoarse voice was clearly from the ghost-faced man.

Shui Qing trembled, it was not a dream or an illusion, she actually met a strong enemy again in front of the desert, and she was still a mysterious strong enemy who didn't know the root and was extremely skilled. Moreover, this time I saw not only people, but also voices.

Immediately thinking of Yun Tianlan's disappearance, she couldn't be afraid, and asked in the same voice, "It was you who kidnapped Yun Tianlan?" ”

All along, she and Wen Huan were looking for the true purpose of this kidnapping. The appearance of the ghost face seems to have reached the time to clear the clouds and see the sun.

The eyes under the ghost mask are hidden in the dark, and the sand under the moonlight is faintly flowing out of the unpredictable. Quack Monster grinned, and the Ghostface suddenly flew to the side.

Shui Qing had dealt with him and knew that she was not his opponent, but at this moment, she couldn't just let him go. He may know Yun Tianlan's whereabouts, so he has become her only clue.

So, she took three steps and two steps, borrowed her left hand to support the sand surface, vertically downward, and slid down the sand slope sideways, chasing the figure of the ghost face.

However, the desert is not a place where you can walk quickly in a hurry.

Shui Qing is well-read and knows this truth, but it is just talk on paper. When she really did it, especially the shadow in front of her was getting fading and fading, she felt that every time she landed, it was a trap, and it was difficult to move forward. She forgot that because she had been practicing Wing Chun for many years, she could take advantage of the acquired lightness of her body to walk quickly.

Fortunately, Ghost Face is running towards the town of Feixuedu.

Although Shui Qing fell behind him a lot, as the ground gradually became stronger, he grabbed the smoke tip of the figure that was about to fade away, and chased back to a clear human form.

Ghostface seems to be quite familiar with the town, and all the roads he walks are uninhabited, and he drills in and out of residential areas. Shui Qing was injured not long ago, and there were still abrasions on his face, so he turned up and down with him, and he had to hold his breath so as not to lose it. Relying only on it, it is necessary to find the unshakable belief of Yun Tianlan.

Suddenly, the ghost face is gone. Like a ghost, it disappeared from the alley.

Shui Qing was taken aback, and chased after it only to find that there was a low wall, and he probably jumped over it. Half an hour from the desert to here, his movements were still swift and agile, and she was already sighing with hope. Born with a different physique, it is useless for her to envy.

didn't have time for her to sigh, kicked the ground, supported the wall with both hands, and even slipped twice in a row, and only held up the third time. Climbing over the wall, he almost didn't stand firm, and fell to the ground, his elbow touching the ground, which was ugly.

"Your kung fu is really poor." Another hoarse voice.

Shui Qing looked up and saw a ghost standing under the room.

"Where's the blue cloud?" She jumped up with excitement.

"Dead." Ghost Face sneered.

"Why—do you have to die in the sky? You've got the money. "Too many people say that Yun Tianlan is dead, and her ears are numb.

The ghost face turned around, and climbed to the roof of the second floor at a lightning speed. From top to bottom, the gaze that looked at her was as sharp as a sword, and then along the roof, a few ups and downs, disappeared.

When he comes, when he goes, he is in his own hands. He didn't have a murderous aura, otherwise without Yun Tianlan on the side, it would not be too much to die a few times. It's more like he's playing tricks on her.

Shui Qing looked at the wall that the ghost face climbed up, although it was full of potholes, but she would never have the ability to borrow their strength. Who is high and who is low, don't explain it, it hurts people's self-esteem.

"Who are you?" English, but old age.

Shui Qing didn't have time to beat her chest for the disappearance of the ghost face, and looked at the old woman in front of her who was bent over her back and wrinkled face, "Uh-"

It may be someone from this family who asked her about this uninvited visitor.

Quickly browse the scenery in the yard, clean and tidy, and planted with red flowers and green grass, the house is also taller than ordinary houses, and the doorposts are painted with colorful totems and local religious artifacts. I can't say it, but it has a very special meaning.

The old woman saw that Shui Qing was a girl, and seemed to be interested in the totem, so she thought it was a late tourist, "We have passed the opening hours, please come again tomorrow." ”

What are the opening hours? Shui Qing hurriedly asked: "I'm sorry, I saw that the house was different from other houses, and I inadvertently broke in." Where is this? ”

"This is Tanya's home." The old woman said this with a respectful expression.

"Tanya?" Who is it? Mayor?

"Tanya is the witch doctor of the Flying Snow Crossing." The old woman was patient and kind, and helped Shui Qing open the front door, "If you ask for medicine or seek medical treatment, come to the queue early." ”

Witch doctors are a mysterious existence in Africa. Among the uncivilized indigenous tribes, the status is exalted. Because there are many superstitious colors in the way of diagnosis and treatment, which contradicts modern medicine. Therefore, it is the first time that a witch doctor and the Red Cross have appeared in the same town at the same time.

"Is there a witch doctor here, too?" Because the first time I saw it, I asked this question very abruptly.

The old woman's face sank, and the corners of her mouth curved downward, "Tanya is not an ordinary witch doctor, she went to the United States to study and came back, and her medical skills are better than any foreign doctor." ”

Witch doctors are not to be blasphemed by the locals of faith.

Shui Qing knew that he was unreasonable, so he didn't say much, thanked him and left.

The other party obviously didn't accept her belated politeness, and the door closed loudly, which made Shui Qing turn around in surprise.

The front of the door is still full of totems, and there are strange bones and hairs hanging from them. Looking at the roof again, the ghost shadow just now is long gone. It's as if it never existed, just Alice's Wonderland sleepwalking. Instead, Ghost Face disappeared from the roof of the Witch Doctor's house. It's a bit of an adventure.

Step by step, I always seem to be pulled by something, and I can't let go of it.

When I got to the car, I saw Wen Huan putting a plate of black food on the dining table, which was sticky piece by piece.

"Guess what it is?" The handsome gentleman is gray-faced and sweaty, but he is in a good mood, and the so-called bitterness is happy.

Shui Qing was still thinking about the ghost face, and he didn't come out of the fog, so he was anxious to ask, and casually broke one, "Pasta." ”

"You are a genius" Wen Huan clapped his hands, "To be honest, at the critical moment when I doubted what I put in the first place, your words were like thunder, and my memory was completely revived." Yes, it's pasta. Come, come, taste the taste. ”

No, she is not a genius, he is Shui Qing, who feels that not sarcastic Wen Huan is not enough to express her admiration to this "vomiting statue". However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the phone vibrated in his pocket.

"Hello?" With a fork in hand, she looks for noodles in the black square.

"It's me."

Shui Qing, in an instant——

Shed tears.

Today's first update.

I wanted to rest again, hehe.