Yun Qianfeng looked at the yellow, orange, and orange cigarette pouch pot and cigarette pouch rod, guessing whether it was gold or copper, so he approached to take a look.

As a result, the smell of smoke, pungent and bitter, and the smell of herbs, Yun Qianfeng couldn't help frowning, and his nose quickly ducked away, and said:

"Oh, this smoke is really rushing."

With that, he walked to the back of the RV.

When Jiang Roujia saw it, he hurriedly shouted:

"What are you going to do?"

Yun Qianfeng pointed to the mountain side road behind the car:

"Go to the bathroom."

Jiang Roujia pointed to the RV and said:

"Go to the car, how dangerous it is in the wilderness."

Yun Qianfeng waved his hand and said:

"The air outside is good, I'm tuba."

With that, he turned around and disappeared into the shadows of the RV.

A few minutes later, when Yun Qianfeng came back, Qin Shuying had already heated the fast food, Yun Qianfeng washed his hands, and several people gathered around the bonfire and began to fill the Five Organs Temple.

After eating for a while, the thin mist that was still floating far away before was already as thick as a cloud, and several people surrounded the bonfire, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly.

But as Meng Wan said, the fog did not make people feel sick.

After a few days of tiring travel, Yun Qianfeng and the three of them had no appetite, and the fog was even more terrifying, so the two women hastily fooled their stomachs and got into the car to rest.

There were only two beds in the RV, and there were no more than four people to sleep, so Meng had to set up a tent between the RV and the campfire.

Although the tent they carried was small, if it was only used for sleeping, it was still very comfortable, after all, it was all good goods.

Meng Huan has no opinion, he is a person who often walks in the mountains, and he dares to sleep in the wilderness if he builds a shed with dead branches and trees.

Yun Qianfeng and Meng Huan both drank some wine, and they didn't feel sleepy at the moment, so they chatted around the bonfire.

"Brother Menghuan, are there many people entering the mountain every year now?"

Meng Huan shook his head and said:

"Not much, one or two waves of people a year is a lot of drops, most of them are idle and boring young people on foot expeditions, and then there are geological teams and research history drops."

Yun Qianfeng sent a root to Meng Huan in 1916, lit one himself, and continued to ask:

"What's going on this year? We're the first wave into the mountains, right? ”

Meng Huan took a puff of cigarette, clicked his lips, and said:

"There are a lot of people this year, you are all in the third wave, a few days ago a group of young people went into the mountains, but they didn't look for us locals as guides, I don't know what they are doing. About two months ago, there was a group of people, four or five young men, who said that they were looking for some ancient Champa city, and they didn't look for us locals to be guides, but they just inquired about the route with me on the map, and gave me a lot of money, and the leading young man was very generous. ”

Hearing this point in time two months ago, Yun Qianfeng's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked:

"Do you know what the leader of the gang was called two months ago?"

Meng Huan shook his head and said:

"I don't know what it's called, I know that the surname is Jiang, and the spirit is long, what's the matter? Do you know this man? ”

Before Yun Qianfeng could reply, he heard Jiang Roujia's exclamation from the open window of the RV:

"Is there a red mole on the left side of the eyebrow?"

Meng Wan tilted his head and recalled, and quickly nodded:

"Yes, yes, it's a mole, you really know it!"

Before Meng Huan's words fell, Jiang Roujia, the girl, was already barefoot, so she ran out in cotton pajamas.

Under the thin pajamas, she was beautiful and towering, and a pair of delicate dots shook her eyes.

Immediately after, Qin Shuying also followed, but with slippers on his feet.

Unlike Jiang Roujia, this woman is truly soft, round and trembling, like an autumn ripe and sincere ear of wheat swaying in the wind.

Blinded eyes no longer knew where to go, sitting cross-legged by the campfire and bending slightly, smoking a cigarette vigorously.

As soon as Jiang Roujia rushed out, he hurriedly asked:

"After that man entered the mountain two months ago, did they come back?"

Meng Huan licked his lips, his eyes flickered up and down, and replied:

"It's really not impressive, and I don't know, a lot of people go into the mountains here, but they go out somewhere else, even to the Burmese side, I don't know."

Jiang Roujia's face was surprised and delighted, and he couldn't help grabbing Yun Qianfeng's arm, and said incoherently:

"Yun Qianfeng, your judgment is all right! My brother is really here, my brother hasn't disappeared, he's still here......"

Qin Shuying, who was behind Jiang Roujia, took a deep breath, as if digesting the news.

Jiang Yulin really exists, Qin Shuying knows that the happiness in her memory is really just a colorful bubble, and in the face of the truth, it is completely shattered, and there is no possibility of going back.

In fact, she is more pitiful than Jiang Roujia, the known memories are fake, and the real memories are completely unknown to her, and she has no impression of her former lover Jiang Yulin, and she has no way to belong, just like a lonely ghost.

Jiang Roujia remembered something, and asked Meng Huan:

"Do they go to the same places as we do?"

Meng Huan shook his head and said:

"I don't know exactly where they are going, they only inquired about a few routes into the mountain, and they didn't say anything else, it was very mysterious."

Yun Qianfeng patted Jiang Roujia's shoulder and comforted her:

"Let's not talk about this for a while, let's go and have a good rest with Miss Qin, and after recuperating our spirits, let's go to Brother Ling tomorrow and trust my judgment."

Jiang Roujia nodded obediently, then turned around and returned to the RV, Qin Shuying also turned back, the two women were still cold and ignored each other.

After the two girls went back, Yun Qianfeng unfolded the map and asked:

"Brother Menghuan, tell me the route that Mr. Jiang asked."

Meng Huan reminisced, pointed to the map and said, Yun Qianfeng recorded it with a pen and fell into deep thought.

Because he found that the route Jiang Yulin asked, the destination pointed to at least two directions, one west and one south are not far apart, but according to the satellite map, the two are burdened with heavy mountains and bad waters, and it is extremely difficult to cross, so they can only take a long detour.

"The direction of Pangea is exactly the opposite of the modern land, and the southward direction is naturally the projected coordinates of the Suzaku Seven Houses, and the westward direction... I was negligent, more than 10,000 years ago, the position of Pangu Continent, the White Tiger Seven Houses is also very high, Jiang Yulin, you must not go west, it is deep in the Savage Mountain, there is no place to go! ”

Before, Yun Qianfeng used the Vermilion Bird Star for projection positioning, and the range of those coordinates was on the periphery of Savage Mountain, and Yun Qianfeng had no psychological pressure.

But if it was the coordinate location of the White Tiger Qisu that he was doing now, Yun Qianfeng just thought about it, and he was apprehensive.

At that time, the 30,000 expeditionary force retreated through the depths of the Savage Mountain, and in the end only 3,000 people came out alive, which shows its danger, and what is even more dangerous is that even those who came out alive do not know what their comrades died for.

In the middle of the night, Yun Qianfeng hid his thoughts and returned to the RV to rest.

He was going to sleep on the couch in the living room, but before he could lie down, he heard soft footsteps coming from the bedside.

Jiang Roujia came to the living room and dragged Yun Qianfeng's arm to the side of the bed where she slept.

Yun Qianfeng understood Jiang Roujia's intentions, she didn't like herself, but she was worried that her memory would suddenly have problems.

At this moment, her brother is likely to be in the mountains in front of her, and she does not allow accidents to happen.

Yun Qianfeng nodded slightly, took off his coat and pants, and got into the quilt, as soon as his ears were next to the pillow, he heard the heartbeat of "dong dong dong", and he didn't know if it was his own or Jiang Roujia's.

Fortunately, the bed where Qin Shuying slept was on the driver's seat, which was far away from here, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.

On a bed with a width of one meter and five widths, it is not crowded to sleep a couple, but it is obviously not enough to sleep Yun Qianfeng and Jiang Roujia.

The two of them were back to back, trying not to touch each other as much as possible, so that Yun Qianfeng's two legs could be placed on the side of the bed with their heels.

It's quite warm during the day, but it's very wet and cold at night, and Yun Qianfeng couldn't stand the cold for a while, so he turned around ruthlessly, facing the back of Jiang Roujia's head, and the whole person got into the bed.

In this way, contact between the two was inevitable, and Yun Qianfeng heard a violent "dong dong" sound on the pillow again, still not sure who it was.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Roujia turned around at this time, faced Yun Qianfeng, and asked softly:

"Yun Qianfeng, why do you say that Meng Huan can remember my brother's existence? Why wasn't his memory tampered with because of this? ”

Yun Qianfeng looked at Jiang Roujia's eyes and said in a low voice:

"Maybe it's because he doesn't know your brother's name, or maybe because his existence can't confirm anything, or maybe he doesn't dare to expand the scope of use unscrupulously using this kind of tampering memory ability, after all, it takes a huge amount of calculations to make the tampered people and things seem normal, no matter what the reason is, this is good news for us, because it proves that "it" is not omnipotent. ”

Jiang Roujia nodded, sighed and said:

"It's hard to imagine that a person has been tampered with with his memory and he is not aware of it, this is really unimaginable."

Yun Qianfeng smiled faintly:

"It's not strange at all, just like we dream of the deceased person in our dreams, and we don't realize that he is gone, the human body is very complicated, so complicated that we can't imagine it with our minds, sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"Hmm..."

In the dense fog-shrouded jungle, a figure was silent, his eyes staring in the direction of the RV through the gaps in the plants, until Meng Huan got into the tent and Yun Qianfeng walked into the RV, then turned around and disappeared into the dark jungle......