Hu Bayi and the other trio went to SQH Town to rescue the injured Ake.

Wei Ping'an, Uncle Ming and others stayed for a night, and then set off early the next morning, and made an appointment to meet at Gazebuqing, the last town near Karamir.

In the 80s, the roads in the snow area were very difficult to walk, and there were basically not many roads, especially to go to remote places like Gazebuqing, where good roads were even better.

The locals here are all on horseback.

Cars with four wheels are very rare.

In two years, the Toyota LC that has lived a small life in Tibet will be sent over, so that the herdsmen can drive a big jeep, and the roads that are easy to walk will gradually increase.

Cognition drives infrastructure construction, and roadbed construction stimulates domestic demand.

Integration and development have been carried out step by step.

Peter Huang is the driver, and he was silent all the way while driving, and the car shook so much that it almost fell apart, and he could not change his face.

Wei Ping'an sat in the co-pilot, which was not a problem at all compared to his physical fitness.

The last three are much more miserable.

Han Shuna grabbed the handle with both hands, stiffening herself to prevent her body from shaking too much, but the back was full of suitcases, and she kept knocking the back of her head with the bumps.

Sometimes she automatically bumps up and crashes backwards, which is quite miserable and funny anyway.

The brutal and willful style of the royal sister was completely shattered on this road.

Uncle Ming sat on the right side, his face was sallow from the bumps, and it was estimated that he endured it without vomiting.

Ah Xiang in the middle is the worst.

The little girl had no armrests, and the two seats in front of her were too far away from her, and the bumps were the worst.

At this time, he was holding a paper bag in his hand, and he vomited for a while after a few bumps.

There is not much smell in the car anymore.

After all, she vomited all the way, and now she is just making a show, there is nothing in her stomach, and she can't vomit if she wants to.

"Mr. Wei, you don't feel uncomfortable at all, is there any good way?"

Han Shuna suddenly spoke.

It's just that one sentence was reversed twice, and it was also broken into three.

Wei Ping'an turned his head to look at Han Shuna, and felt that she was definitely not a brutal attribute, and she had completely changed her tease attribute.

My heart moved, and said: "You don't want a hard top, you have to relax your body, and shake with the car, we have a saying, called homeopathy, have you heard?" ”

After speaking, his body swayed gently with the bumps of the car.

The three people in the back seat invariably imitated it.

Han Shuna shook it twice and felt that it was indeed better.

"Hey, really, thank you...... Yes! ”

A large number of yaks walked in front of her, and the car braked suddenly, and Han Shuna's forehead slammed into the back of the driver's seat headrest.

Boom!

Syllable!

Then he leaned back again, and the back of his head hit the box in the back.

Harder than ever.

The corners of Wei Ping'an's mouth cracked as he looked forward.

In addition to following the trend, there is also a word called adapting measures to local conditions, well, there is also a word called Dong Shi Xiaofeng......

"Shuna, are you alright?"

Han Shuna was silent for more than ten seconds without replying, and just when Uncle Ming was about to continue talking, Han Shuna broke out.

She slammed the door open and got out of the car.

"If you don't go, I won't leave anything, I'll camp here today, I'm dead, I won't leave anything......"

She wore high heels and walked around cursing and venting.

Burst.

Han Shuna looked down and the whole person collapsed.

Stepped on cow.

Is this worth it?

This time, I couldn't hold it anymore at all, and I felt like I was about to die.

Wei Ping'an shook his head, and also pushed the door and got out of the car.

He was not interested in Han Shuna, a woman, because he saw a herdsman in front of him and wanted to go over to ask about the situation.

Behind him, Uncle Ming and Ah Xiang also 'climbed' out of the car.

The bumps were so bad, and the smell of vomiting in the car was really bad, and it always had to be breathable.

Uncle Ming got out of the car and swayed twice, probably stepping on cotton.

Ah Xiang probably didn't pick cotton, so she got out of the car and squatted on the grass.

This little girl is bright and bright-toothed, and being pulled over by Uncle Ming is considered a big sin.

It's altitude sickness again, motion sickness again, and I have to live in a stone cave and eat undercooked food......

Wei Ping'an was a little unbearable.

Well, Ah Xiang belongs to the type he likes at this stage.

Delicate and small, kawaii cute.

"Give."

After asking for information, Wei Ping'an came to Ah Xiang's side and reached out to hand her a small rose-colored pill.

Ah Xiang raised her head.

She was sitting, looking up at Wei Ping'an standing in front of her.

Suddenly, there was a feeling of a small photo of a female colleague eating fritters on the Internet in the previous life.

The big ignorant eyes looked over, and the bottom of the eyes was clear and smart.

Ah Xiang has a pair of particularly bright and attractive eyes.

Her appearance may be eighty points, but with such a pair of eyes and the blessing of the yin and yang eye attributes, she has scored more than 92 points all of a sudden.

The meaning of Ah Xiang's eyes was obvious, and Wei Ping'an could GAT at a glance.

"What is this?"

Although Wei Ping'an didn't hear the voice, he understood it at a glance and explained immediately.

"Motion sickness medicine, take it and you'll be fine."

Ah Xiang's eyes showed surprise, but she still took it and stuffed it into her mouth without hesitation.

As soon as she came around, she was surrounded by her own people, only Wei Ping'an was an outsider, and she was not afraid.

Second, Wei Ping'an also saw it.

Ah Xiang is a girl who has little to do, or has very little experience, is not so responsible, and is quite simple.

Swallow the pill for a few seconds.

Her eyes widened suddenly.

The face is incredible.

He raised his head again and looked at Wei Ping'an.

saw Wei Ping'an put his index finger on his lips, made a silent movement, and blinked his eyes, with a narrow smile.

Ah Xiang's eyes narrowed, and she also smiled.

Her eyelashes are very long and dense, and they are naturally sculpted.

When she laughs, she has a slight crescent moon shape, and with her small palm-sized melon seed face, she has the feeling that an anime character jumps out of the picture.

Wei Ping'an smiled even happier.

Ah Xiang suddenly thought of something, pouted, frowned, and snorted slightly.

Judging from her movements and the emotions in her eyes, Wei Ping'an actually got into her language in an instant.

"There is a special medicine, but I didn't take it out just now......"

"Haha."

Wei Ping'an didn't explain again, turned around with a smile and pulled the car door and got into the car.

Later, Ah Xiang stuck out her tongue and got up.

"Mr. Wei, have you inquired about anything?"

It's not that Uncle Ming doesn't inquire, but his accent is too special to be the main force to inquire, Han Shuna is a female streamer, and Peter Huang is even more stuffy, which is not suitable.

can only be done by Wei Ping'an himself.

He's the oldest in this, and the big guys seem to know it.

They may not look down on fat people, but they obviously respect Wei Ping'an the most.

Well, it can't be said to be respectful, but a little fearful.

A man in his thirties, but fifty years old.

Ponder the feeling of extreme fear.

"I understand, there is only one person who has been to the Karamir Mountains in this area, called this Ji, the Chinese name is the first day of the first month, and he is a Kham man."

"Then let's go find him."

Uncle Ming said eagerly.

Wei Ping'an shrugged his shoulders and raised his chin.

Uncle Ming looked down and saw that Han Shuna, who had collapsed by cow dung, was still going crazy not far away.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll call her, woman, it's a little uncomfortable to come to this place, play a little petty, Mr. Wei, you take care of it."

"Shout, I'll talk about you, you learn very fast."

Wei Ping'an teased, turned around and waited for Uncle Ming to get out of the car to communicate with Han Shuna.

The driver, Peter Huang, was also staring at Wei Ping'an just now, and he wanted to speak but didn't say anything, but Wei Ping'an felt that he seemed to be thinking about something.

"You're good, if you become a soldier, you will definitely be a good seedling."

"It's not because of that that you don't get motion sickness."

Peter Wong speaks very succinctly, a little bit like gold.

Let Wei Ping'an almost take out a piece of candy and hand it to him: "Eat sugar, it won't hurt if you eat sweet......"

"Well, it's a good observation. Aren't you faint? ”

"I was born."

"That's why I said you're a good seedling, it's a pity."

What a pity?

I didn't meet earlier, I'm old, but it's a pity that I still follow Uncle Ming......

Wei Ping'an didn't hide it, and what he said to Peter Huang was also the true thing he thought in his heart.

Ah Xiang got into the car, and the three people in the car fell silent.

Wei Ping'an was lightly poked in the shoulder.

Turning his head, it was Ah Xiang.

A slender index finger continued to poke, and Wei Ping'an turned around.

She was startled and quickly retracted her hand.

"Thank you."

It turned out to be thanks.

Wei Ping'an pursed his lips and smiled, took his hand in his pocket, and after stretching it out, there were two more pieces of sugar in his palm.

White rabbit toffee.

"Give, eat it, the effect will last longer and better."

Ah Xiang took it, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed it in one gulp.

The eyelashes fluttered, and the eyes narrowed into the shape of a small crescent.

Ah Xiang's smile is very sweet and healing.

It's just that when she followed Uncle Ming, she didn't smile too much.

The little adult with a serious face is more cowardly and timid.

"Here, you have one too."

Peter Huang stared at the white rabbit toffee handed to him and hesitated.

"Thank you."

In the end, I took it, but I didn't eat it, and I turned it around with the candy between my thumb and forefinger and put it in the pocket of my jacket.

Wei Ping'an didn't care, when the time came, take it out and stuff it in his mouth, it would have that effect.

Uncle Ming communicated with Han Shuna, and the two got back into the car.

Han Shuna had a reluctant expression on her face, swaying with the car for a while, and holding the handle with both hands for a while.

But it was a live learning and skill, and it was alternated.

Upgraded.

At least not that tired.

It's just that she is also busier, and she doesn't have the energy to feel that Ah Xiang next to her doesn't have any uncomfortable reaction this time.

Peter Huang noticed that he had frequently looked at Ah Xiang through the rearview mirror many times, but he didn't say anything.

Wei Ping'an saw his hand reach for his jacket pocket, but as soon as he put it away, he didn't take it out in the end.

The car eventually came to a stop on the flat ground of a mountain col.

Leeward on three sides, the ground is level, one side is steep slope, and there are traces of yak and human campfire ashes on all sides.

It's a good campsite location.

The group set up camp here.

Wei Ping'an had a tent of his own, and he chose to set up on the edge of the steep slope.

If you have the right angle, sit on the edge of the rock, with your legs and feet in the air, just like sitting on a cliff.

In the past, Uncle Ming had Peter Huang on the left, Peter Huang next to Adong, Han Shuna on Uncle Ming's right, and Ah Xiang next to Shuna, this kind of distribution.

Today, somehow, it was replaced by a tent for Uncle Ming and Han Shuna.

Peter Wong was alone, next to Uncle Ming's tent.

He is a driver--bodyguard and has always been professionally online.

Ah Xiang should be on the other side of Uncle Ming's tent logically.

But she visibly hesitated as she set up camp.

A little away from Uncle Ming's tent.

From a distance, it looked more like a tent close to Wei Ping'an's side.

Choosing a location, subconsciously is choosing the direction of intimacy.

When the tent was set up, Wei Ping'an did not go to help.

He sat on a stone on the edge of a steep slope, hanging his legs, blowing in the wind, and nibbling on a pork knuckle in sauce......

The sauce elbow of the Tianfu.

"How do you have this ......"

Ah Xiang walked over, stretched out his index finger again, pointed at Wei Ping'an's elbow and asked.

"Want to eat?"

Wei Ping'an didn't look back, didn't answer directly, patted the stone, and said casually.

The stone is more than a meter long, Wei Ping'an sits in the middle a little side, if Ah Xiang sits over, it has to be next to each other.

Ah Xiang hesitated, but actually sat down.

She didn't smell much, even if it was a few days of wind and sun, wind and sand erosion, and vomiting and torture.

Still doesn't smell bad.

There is a feeling of clarity.

After Zhi Naohong, he finished collecting the information of Uncle Ming and his party yesterday and sent it over.

This was collected by Wei Ping'an after Adong's accident the night before yesterday, and asked Zhi Naohong to collect it.

After all, Wei Ping'an has also done a lot of work in Hong Kong, which is convenient for Zhi Brain to do some things.

Even if it's not the time of the Internet information explosion, it's enough to cope with some simple investigations.

Ah Xiang sat down and looked sideways at Wei Ping'an.

Instead of looking at the elbow in his hand, I looked at the side of his face.

"Do you know what magic is?"

Ah Xiang nodded, then shook her head again.

Wei Ping'an suddenly got her thoughts again.

It's as if the two of them have a heart.

Ah Xiang's meaning: "I know magic, but I don't know if the magic Wei Ping'an said is the kind she thinks"......

Wei Ping'an glanced at Ah Xiang, quite meaningful.

After this glance, this girl definitely wanted to run.

As soon as Wei Ping'an's wrist flipped, a small sauce pig's trotter appeared in front of Ah Xiang's eyes, and the bottom of the pig's trotter was held by Wei Ping'an's hand.

Ah Xiang's body stiffened, obviously startled.

But she was very receptive, and after a little sluggishness, she reached out and took it.

Flipping over and looking at the pig's trotters in his hand, he grabbed Wei Ping'an's hand with his other hand and looked at it twice.

pursed his lips and looked at Wei Ping'an.

"It's, my magic."

Wei Ping'an said word by word.

"Oh."

Ah Xiang spoke.

Her hands were cold, but soft, as if they were boneless.

There was a slight magic in her voice, like a small bell with a certain charm effect, if it was in a small bedroom environment, Wei Ping'an was sure that her voice must have echo attributes.

A man and a woman, one older and one small, sat side by side on the rocks at the edge of the steep slope, their feet dangling, one holding a pig's knuckle in his hand and devouring it, and the other holding a pig's trotter in sauce in both hands...... (End of chapter)