Chapter 35: The Mysterious Pack
Changfeng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you still talking nonsense after introducing yourself? I didn't instill the information of your travel friend, how are you going to make it up? It's strange if you don't show your feet, so I immediately pushed back what you were going to say." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
I stammered, "You ...... Top...... How's it topping, I'm ...... Why don't I feel it?"
Changfeng finally laughed: "You've been stuttering easily lately, which isn't good, haha...... Of course, I used my mind to transmit the stop message to your head. How do you feel? Did you hold back stiffly?"
I was speechless. Fortunately, it was Changfeng, if the enemy had such ability, then wouldn't I obediently become a puppet? I looked at the mountain in the distance and asked Changfeng, "Will Sun Daming climb this mountain?" Or go to the Devil's Valley?"
Changfeng pondered for a while, then spoke: "The possibility of climbing the mountain is not very high, Devil's Valley, according to various legends, it should be an extremely dangerous place, and if he is not sure, he should not go there." Unless ......"
I couldn't wait to ask, "Unless ...... something"
Changfeng said softly, "Unless there is a secret passage. ”
The open-minded Changfeng really has a different way out. I laughed and said, "Can you use your clairvoyance to see underground, where is the passage?"
Changfeng walked forward and said, "Do you think I haven't seen it?" ”
I followed him and smiled and said, "What are you going to do now, I think it's a little cold in the morning." You're not going to freeze me and catch a cold, so you can delay it. ”
Changfeng didn't look at me, and said quite naturally: "It's really a way for you to say that." But I'm a doctor, so if I can't cure a cold in time, it's a bit stupid. ”
We laughed and walked down a slender path. Patches of pasture lay on the ground, and clumps of shrubs were low and thorny. There is no boundless green in front of you, but the top of the mountain in the distance is covered with snow, so the snow must not melt for many years. It's early autumn under our feet, but it's cold winter there. With such a close distance and such a disparity in the changing of the seasons, one cannot help but marvel at the wonder of nature.
As he walked, Changfeng suddenly turned around and looked back. I followed his gaze and looked back, and in the distance a team of packers walked towards the outer building of the city. The long wind gestured to me, and I strode back in thought. By the time we got to the outskirts of the city, they had already started to unload the goods. I secretly counted twenty-two camels and eight strong men.
The five camels were carrying two large wooden boxes nearly one and a half meters long on their backs, and the seventeen camels were carrying large cloth bags on their backs, which were also full of many things. When each box and cloth bag were taken down, I could also guess that the things there were quite heavy, based on how hard the two strong men were lifting.
Changfeng and I walked into the courtyard, and they were carrying the goods into the hotel. They didn't register, as if they were regular customers, and Abu opened a door in the innermost corner of the hall for them. I looked inside, and it was so black that I couldn't see anything. Sister Ali should have heard the voice, walked down from the upstairs, and began to murmur again.
One of the strong men, who seemed to be their leader, also began to murmur to Sister Ali. It's a pity I can't understand a word. Changfeng and I found a table next to us and sat down, and a young and beautiful waiter immediately came over, smiled and asked us what we were using. Seeing that Changfeng didn't speak, he made two cups of coffee. The men continued to carry things. We were sitting right across from the door, and although it was a little farther away, I believe we should be able to see inside with the eyes of the long wind.
We snorted slowly, saying something that didn't make sense. Changfeng didn't stare directly at the door, but only occasionally raised his head, seemingly casually glancing at it. I secretly looked at the Uyghur man who was talking to Sister Ali, tall and burly, with typical thick eyebrows and big eyes, a big beard, a small Uyghur hat, and a Uyghur costume. It seemed that they should have known each other for a long time, and the two of them were sometimes laughing, sometimes smiling, sometimes serious, while those people silently carried the goods to the little black room. At last they had brought all the goods in, and closed the door, and the leader, seeing that they had finished carrying them, went over and locked the door.
It's strange that he has the key to the hotel room, maybe he's from the inn, maybe he's a regular visitor who has already been there. Sister Ali said a few words to a waiter behind her, and the waiter walked upstairs, and the eight strong men followed upstairs. The procession was a bit imposing, and everyone was expressionless, like a visitor from outside the world.
A Han guest at a table who was still eating breakfast asked Sister Ali with a smile: "Sister Ali, who is that person, seeing that you are so affectionate, are you good?" After speaking, the people at the table burst into laughter.
Sister Ali was not annoyed, but leaned over with a smile, patted the man on the shoulder very stickily, sat down next to him and said, "What, are you jealous?" The man backhanded Sister Ali, and she gently pushed her aside. The man said very depressedly: "Sister Ali, you are always like this, making people want to eat but can't eat, and people are so hungry that they drool." ”
Sister Ali laughed: "I'm so fat, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it at one time, and you will have an arm or leg left, which will frighten others." Everyone laughed, and the hall was bustling again.
I don't know why, how can such a joking and ridiculous thing come out of Sister Ali's mouth, how can there be a trace of horror? I looked at the cup, it was already empty. Looking at Changfeng again, he was already sitting there, staring at the empty cup without squinting. I knew he was ready to go back to his room. So he got up, settled the bill, and went upstairs.
Changfeng walked ahead of me, standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor, and he stopped, standing there and closing his eyes. I don't know what he's doing, but nothing will happen anyway. I waited quietly for him, and for about three minutes, he continued to walk towards the third floor. As we entered the room, he deliberately closed the door and scanned it for a while before he breathed a sigh of relief. I'm used to the weird behavior he's doing now, but I'd like to ask him what he's learned.
Before I could speak, Changfeng had already understood my heart. He sat down on the couch and spoke: "These eight people are all specially trained, and it can be seen from their exposed meridians that if they join forces to beat the two of us, we will definitely have to work hard to beat them." The wooden boxes were filled with glassware containing medicines or chemicals, and the cloth bags were filled with daily necessities and some herbs. I went to the second floor just now and tried to find their information, but they didn't communicate much. As for what the situation in that door will look like?"
I thought for a moment and said, "I only saw a dark patch, and as far as I could imagine, it should lead to another room, but I don't understand how that room can be so dark in such broad daylight that I can't see anything clearly." ”
Changfeng said: "You guessed right, it is indeed leading to another room, as for saying that the room looks dark, in fact, it is an illusion, that room has nothing at all, it is just a passage." But the walls of the passage were all dark gray-black, and it felt like it was black inside. ”
I wondered, "What is this going on?"
Changfeng said: "Of course I don't want to be discovered by others." Coupled with the behavior of the proprietress and waiter before, there is no doubt that there is something wrong with this shop. ”
I asked him, "What should I do?"
Changfeng said: "There is no place to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them." ”
My eyes widened, "What do you mean?"
Changfeng said: "Three days later, we will know. ”
I was puzzled and asked, "How do you know that after three days, I haven't heard the word three days?" ”
Changfeng looked at me: "I'm not good at self-study." Just now on the second floor, I heard the man telling his companions to get up early in the morning in three days, and to be honest in the inn for these two days, and not to cause trouble. ”
I watched him be skeptical, but I didn't notice when he learned Xinjiang dialect. Changfeng showed a rare sly smile. I immediately approached him: "Brother, it seems that we have never been in contact with Xinjiang people before, right? When did you know Xinjiang dialect, why don't I know?"
Changfeng looked at me: "Superpower, is it okay?"
"Superpowers?" I couldn't help but be a little stunned, I wouldn't be surprised to say that he could read minds, after all, he had learned kung fu and practiced internal skills. In my spare time, I also studied psychology or something. If this is a foreign language, I will learn it after listening to it a few times, and I will not believe it.
"You don't believe it?" Changfeng narrowed his eyes and grabbed me by the neck. Ouch, how did I forget he could read minds.
"Hey...... I laughed and jumped away from him, but still asked, "What kind of superpower?
Changfeng let out a sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and then said: "I don't know, when I came here yesterday, I just came into contact with it, and I didn't feel it yet, but after I read the waiter's heart, I was able to understand their language." It was as if I had an interpreter in my head and could easily understand what they were saying. ”
Oh, I see, it seems that Changfeng is really not an ordinary person. I thought of the boss lady talking intimately with the boss just now, and hurriedly asked Changfeng: "What did Sister Ali and the boss say?"
Changfeng's expression became very strange, a little helpless: "What else can you say, flirt and scold." But at last whispered, did you hear me?"
I shook my head. I couldn't understand what they were saying, so I focused on the secret door.
Changfeng said: "Sister Ali said in an extremely low voice when the last person went upstairs, come to my room at six o'clock in the evening. ”
I thought for a moment: "They are in a group, and the outer building is their intermediate liaison station. This group of Xinjiang people came from the city, so their destination should be the place where Sun Daming disappeared. ”
Changfeng nodded: "It's okay, it's not stupid, it should be like this." In the afternoon or tomorrow, we will find time to observe the terrain and see if they will climb the snowy mountains or go to the Devil's Valley, and then find a reason to go with them. ”