The fat man saw the expression on my face in a daze, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?"

My whole body is frozen now, as if my brain has completely lost the ability to think...

"Let's go... I'll get news when I meet my elder sister on the road, Jiuli Sangyuan... Visit... Lan Ying... Walking through the Sanli Peach Blossom Ferry... Walking through Liuli Xinghua Village... Qibao Pavilion comes through... In front of Jiuli Sangyuan. But I saw that a mulberry garden is so lush, and I saw that there are more than a dozen... On that side, the bamboo fence and thatched hut are surrounded. Could it be that the Yang family, waiting for me to come forward and push the door..."

This seems to be the part that my mother sang when she led me on the road... What about God, how is it possible!

I jumped up from the ground in a moment, rushed into the bathroom and sucked my head with cold water. I think this may be because my mind was too messy, my memory was wrong, and I was so drunk. That scene was almost my only memory of my mother. After so many years, I can't remember what she sang at that time, so why do I think of these things now?

However, after my mind was clearer by cold water, the memory became deeper and deeper.

I patted my forehead hard and squatted on the floor in pain.

I had no impression of how I came that night. It was the next afternoon when I woke up. I was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt.

When I left the bedroom, I saw the TV in the living room on. I sat on the sofa in a drowsy manner, but I didn't see the fat man. Just as I was about to call him, I heard a voice in the guest room.

I thought to myself that the fat man was muttering something alone. When I pushed the door over and I was stunned.

I was choked out by the cigarette at first. In the guest room of more than ten square meters, there was smoke everywhere. Five or six people were sitting inside, all of whom were smoking.

I waved my hand and looked again. In addition to the fat man, there were Qin Feng, Dad, Second Uncle, Xiaohu and two guys I didn't know were sitting in the room.

When they saw my stupid look, they were all happy.

"Brother, it seems that Yuan Zi still has to follow us." Uncle Second laughed.

"You...why are you here?" I looked at these people back and forth, "Didn't you say that it will take a few days?"

The fat man was sitting on the bed and sucking his feet. After he explained to me with a smile, I immediately looked at my father with a depressed look on his face.

It turns out that my old man actually didn't want to take me there this time. But he had promised me before, and he was embarrassed to leave without hiding it. So he pretended to let the fat man come to accompany me, and then drank with me, which made me drunk. He wanted to take someone away while I was drunk. Then he could say that I was drinking myself and misleading.

"Hmph, you have to thank you, Fatty, if I had intentionally drunk you last night, you might not have been able to get up tomorrow." The fat man said and glared at my father.

Qin Feng said: "Fatty, you are too restless. This time it was the money paid by our master. Why do you still do this?"

Qin Feng didn't want me to go with love, mainly because he felt that it was too dangerous for me to follow.

The fat man made his face straight, "I don't sell myself, can you care? Damn, you are just a bunch of locals, you don't have a sense of humor at all. You can't suffocate your fat man to death, it's different if you have a lady."

After the fat man said that, he gave me a charming look. I was not in the mood to talk about these things, so he shouted at my father, "You are too much, you agreed..."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, please." Dad immediately stopped me, "Since you've inserted it, then hurry up and clean up and leave."

"Ah! Let's go now?" I thought to myself that I haven't even eaten breakfast yet.

When I turned around, I saw that there were many documents on the bed. I picked them up and found that these were fake ID cards, and there were about twenty, and Fatty and Dad were all inside. After searching for a long time, I didn't find my own ones, so I stared at Dad.

My father reluctantly took out an ID card from his pocket and asked Qin Feng to hand it to me.

I took it over with anger, thinking no wonder these people didn't sit in the living room, they were all hiding here, and it turned out that they were already arranging their itineraries.

When I packed up my things, I was very worried that my dad would take someone away. Fortunately, the fat man winked at me to relieve me, so I was not panicked.

Without further ado, our group left Yanjing at 1:00 p.m. that day.

Because there was a lot of noise this time, Uncle II arranged the entire itinerary very secretly. We definitely couldn't take the plane. We had to change cars all the way and stayed for a long time. Because we were afraid of the police following us, Uncle II and Dad arranged some other things. In short, we had to spend nearly a month just to go to Xinjiang Province.

Although it is very troublesome, this is a necessary means. And there is another advantage of doing this, that is, when we went to Xinjiang Province, it was already autumn, and the weather was slightly better.

This is my first time participating in this very regular tomb robbery activity, and I feel very strange in my heart. Every time I see the police on the road, I feel very panicked.

It's really hard to be a tomb robber. I'm afraid of the police on the road, and I'm afraid of the rice dumplings when I'm fighting. I want your life at any time. I have to secretly sell it when I take good things... But even with these, it's still hard to hide the excitement and curiosity in my heart.

Fantasy Snow Forbidden City.

What a name that makes people have strange ideas. What kind of scene will there be? Is it bigger than the tomb of the Yelang King? What kind of weird scene will I see inside?

All of this is unknown, but what makes me most anxious now is, will Peanuts meet us as promised?

In the car, the fat man saw what I was thinking.

"Don't worry, since the guy said that, he will definitely find us. This time he took the initiative to help your Yuan family, and he may not necessarily be your own people in the future."

Give our Yuan family? I don't agree...

Peanuts do this, absolutely cannot be planning for our Yuan family. What he wants to do, and only after waiting for the place will he know. I have doubted whether Peanuts would want to use this opportunity to deal with my father, but after listening to my father’s statement in Wenxing Village, I felt that things would not be so simple. I could think of these things, and my father must have predicted them.

I couldn't help but look out the window and sigh, thinking that the battle between these two Tai Chi masters is really not something that can be separated in a short while.

Following the autumn wind, we finally arrived in Urumqi. Although this place is not as good as Tibet, I still feel a little uncomfortable when I first came into contact with the air here.

Xinjiang Province, which occupies one-sixth of the country's land, is the geographical center of Eurasia. In addition to plateaus and hills, the most famous thing here is the vast and boundless desert next door.

Two days ago, we drove past Hashun Gobi, and then I realized what it means to be truly desolate. Looking out from the car, the surroundings were full of fearsome gray. The terrifying place in the desert next door was not that it had nothing, but that it was scattered everywhere that you couldn't see clearly.

Sometimes, we see the corpses of several animals, and sometimes even see dead people exposed to the wilderness.

At night, the wind in the Gobi Desert was like a woman crying miserably, and the people heard it were chilling all over. The temperature difference between day and night was huge. During the day, everyone still had short-sleeved upper body, but at night they were wrapped in down quilts in the car at night. I rarely slept those two days, and even in my dreams, I could hear the horrifying wind.

The saddest thing is the driver who drives at night. The wind is fine, but on the side of the road, there will be someone standing inexplicably. When the headlights flash, they can almost scare people's hair white. With such a low temperature and such a strong wind, who will stand in this desolate Gobi?

The fat man said that the most terrifying thing in the Gobi Desert is something called "Great Sinking Pit". It seems to be a kind of quicksand, but it is even more weird than ordinary quicksand or swamp quagmire. Because the big sinking Pit will move by itself, it is somewhere in the west today, and you may climb under the road tomorrow.

Once something steps on the big pit, no matter whether it is a person or a convoy, there is absolutely nothing that can escape. Therefore, many local people will not choose to struggle or seek help after stepping on the big pit, but will use their own tools to cut their throats at the right time, so that they will die a little bit more simply.

Fortunately, we had no intention of stopping here for more time. The car soon arrived in the Turpan Basin, crossed the Tianshan Mountains, and saw Urumqi.

Here, we mainly want to connect with our third uncle. All our equipment is purchased by our sister-in-law abroad, and then transferred directly to Tashkurgan through Afghanistan.

In Urumqi, we need to know some local situation from our third uncle. The most important thing is that the group must rest in Urumqi for a few days. There were more than twenty people following us, and more than ten local people on our third uncle's side.

Although they are not people on our Yuan family's plate, my father believes that the Huanxue Forbidden City cannot be found by a few people. Secondly, these Uyghur people can speak to the locals, and they are tall and big, so you can tell that they are capable.

Although the journey was hard, it was a success, and my father was sure that there was no policeman following us.

So, that night, after Uncle San took us to find a hotel, everyone went to the night market and started to chew on the big plate of chickens.

Although Urumqi is located in the northwest of my country, it is definitely not inferior to other big cities. The night market is crowded with people and most tourists. Just a few tables around us say different things.

The fat man was the happiest to eat, and he didn't know what this person had. He didn't have much effort to fight with the Uyghur people. Qin Feng couldn't stand the fat man, so he just kept his head at the table and would roll his eyes when he heard the fat man bragging with others.

I thought to myself, why bother with you? I originally wanted to have a few more cups with him, but my third uncle kept saying that those Uyghur girls were so good.

I saw that this old pervert seemed to want to take me to see it tonight, so I decisively distanced myself from him. I wouldn't do anything that I can't figure out.

Uncle San looked at me with contempt and whispered to me: "Don't think you can pretend to be noble to me after graduating from college. You're so fucking like a living dead..."

My face suddenly changed and I slapped the table, "Besides, I'm anxious with you!"

Everyone else thought I was drunk and crazy, so my second uncle winked and told me to take a little leisurely.

I turned around and found that the people around me were looking at me. It was generally not good to slap the table at the wine table, so I turned around and nodded to those people for apologizing.

Just as I was about to turn my head back, I suddenly saw several people staring at us through one of our tables. The eyes of these people were obviously not the kind of people watching the fun.

I took a few secret glances and found that the five of us were all very young, and one of them turned his back to us. They ordered a lot of dishes on the table, but basically didn't move much. They kept looking at us and didn't talk to each other.

I felt very uncomfortable, so I winked my father and the others.

Uncle Er followed my gaze and frowned.

"Can't it be a policeman?" I asked my second uncle in a low voice.

At this time, we also became quiet. The fat man wanted to ask what was wrong, so he pinched Qin Feng. Although he was unhappy, the fat man still knew the occasion.

When he saw those people, my father waved his hand and called the waiter to check out the bill. Then, the group left the shop directly.

I felt like I had walked away, so I looked back. The young men at the table were still like that, five of them stared at us, and the other one was still silent.

After walking out of the night market, my father asked Uncle San angrily: "What are you doing? Who are those people? Why are you targeting us?"

Uncle San was also confused, "No, no one has followed me like this when I was myself. Maybe they recognized me and those Uyghur friends. Otherwise, you must have been provoked on the road."

Uncle San’s skill in shirking responsibility has not changed at all.

"Uncle San, you are looking down here, you have to figure it out." I said with concern.

"Do you still need to say it? I have arranged for people to follow them. No matter who they are, as long as they are in Urumqi, there is nothing I don't know about."

Uncle Sanniu~After saying it boomingly, the rest of us reserved our opinions.

The meal that brought us to the air was not good, and my third uncle couldn't bear it. So he found another high-end restaurant and let the twenty of us eat until one o'clock in the morning, and then he took us back to the hotel.

The fat man was snoring, but he insisted on squeezing a room with me and drove Xiaohu away.

When the fat man was taking a shower in the bathroom, I sat on the chair and watched TV. For some reason, I started to look like the previous people, and always felt that their eyes were particularly uncomfortable. And strangely, the more I thought about it, the more familiar I felt that my back was facing us.

Have you seen it there?

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't come up with a result. At this time, the fat man also came out of the bathroom. I was about to take off my clothes and take a shower when I suddenly heard a "dongdongdongdong" knock on the door.

The fat man was playing with a hair dryer and was talking about his hairstyle, so he asked me to open it.

"What if the lady who serves?" I asked casually.

The fat man stared at himself in the mirror and said, "If you are beautiful, just ask her to leave a phone number. Fat man, I will come back to find her after I finish my job."

This is just a joke, but when I opened the door, I was so angry! There was a woman standing outside.

I almost always asked the fat man for her phone number, but then I felt that this woman didn't look like she was dressed like that. She was dressed solemnly and had a good temperament. The most important thing was that she was carrying a suitcase in her hand.

"Who are you looking for?" I thought to myself that I must have gone to the wrong room.
To be continued...