We were clearly lying in the room on the third floor of the resort. When we woke up, the resort was gone. We were lying on the Lop Nur desert!

I have seen similar stories in the novel of ghost foxes - a scholar went to Beijing to take the exam and rescued a fox on the way. That night, he stayed in a deserted inn. The boss did not charge him the house and asked his daughter to drink with him. The daughter gave the scholar a handkerchief and told him that if something happened to a supernatural thing, this handkerchief could ward off evil spirits...

Now, I actually encountered this kind of thing myself!

Such a big city, so many buildings, so many streets, so many people... It's like a donkey shadow puppet, the light is gone, nothing is gone. 6 days are like a short dream!

I suddenly laughed.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is large, and the cold wind blows me and trembles. I trembles while shaking, but I can't control myself.

Wu Min woke up first, and he asked in a daze: "Boss Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

He immediately found that the environment was wrong, sat up, touched around in panic, and then shouted while pushing Meng Xiaoshuai: "Get up quickly! Get up quickly!"

Meng Xiaoshuai, Guo Mei and Bai Xinxin all woke up.

Everyone was stunned.

Bai Xinxin suddenly jumped up and ran away.

I stopped laughing and shouted: "You're back!"

He stopped for a moment.

I said, "What are you doing?"

He said: "Barring nonsense, run away! This place is obviously haunted!"

I said, "There are deserts everywhere, and it's the same wherever you go. Come back, I suddenly want to tell you a story."

Bai Xinxin hesitated for a moment, no one ran with him, and finally, he came back.

Meng Xiaoshuai asked tremblingly: "Boss Zhou, what do you want to... say?"

I said, "It's related to Wu Cheng."

These people stopped talking and listened quietly.

I told a story of drifting-

In order to make it easier to remember, I call the four people in the story - cat, rabbit, fox, and big goose.

The big goose is me.

In 2017, I was in Beijing. At that time, I met a person who was a cat.

My relationship with him is a bit special.

I am his admirer or follower.

Cats are not stars, poets, inventors, or dissidents. So what does he do? He is engaged in a rather strange industry, rejected and warned by most people, and most people in most people don’t believe it at all. Therefore, it’s better if I don’t mention it, just know that it is a mysterious industry.

I believe in him.

Moreover, I'm a little afraid of him.

I met him through an old classmate. Later, I contacted him a lot and occasionally drank together. Of course, he didn't drink, but I just drank it by myself, and he drank drinks. He never talked about things related to his industry, he only talked about current affairs and life.

But I know what he does.

To be honest, I want to take him as my teacher.

I once loved a girl, whose name was Fox, and I was in extreme sorrow that I couldn't extricate myself. I think he could help me. When you hear this, you would think he was a hypnotist, but you would guess that he was a psychic, but you would also think that he was a psychic.

Don’t guess randomly, it’s really a remote and secret industry. You will be afraid of telling it.

How did the fox die? Once, she went to drift in southern Beijing and fell into the water and choked to death. It took a few seconds.

She is not my girlfriend, she doesn't love me, but I love her to the bones, heart, lungs, and blood. Now that she has gone to heaven, my unrequited lovesickness has become empty lovesickness...

One day, I proposed my idea to the cat and asked him to accept me as his disciple. I said I wanted to see the dead fox again, whether she was real or fake. He looked at me with a strange look and said for a long time: "Big Goose, are you crazy? I am just a middle school mathematics teacher!"

I stared into his eyes and said firmly: "I know you can do it."

He smiled helplessly: "Do you believe it or not?"

I saw Cat again after more than a month. He was on summer vacation and had a girlfriend, a very beautiful girl. I heard that she had immigrated to the United States. She returned to China to meet Cat. Cat accompanied her every day, and the two of them played well. Cat is quite handsome, but a little feminine, just like his name. However, as far as I know, once a girl falls in love with him, she is obsessed with me. I don’t know if this has anything to do with his underground industry.

That beautiful girl is a rabbit.

This time we met, the cat brought the rabbit. We chatted in a cafe, and I suddenly said to them, "Let's go drift tomorrow."

The cat looked at me blankly: "Drifting? Where to drift?"

I said, "Beijingnan."

Since the cat did not agree to accept me as his disciple, I wanted them to accompany me to the place where the fox drowned.

Maybe the girl is born to like drifting, and the rabbit said happily, "I like it, I like it!"

The cat said, "I don't like it." Then he looked at the rabbit and said, "Didn't we agree to take you to buy clothes tomorrow?"

The rabbit grabbed his arm and shook it coquettishly: "You can go to buy clothes anytime. I have loved drifting since I was a child. My father never took me there, so you can take me to play!"

The cat said firmly: "No, it's too dangerous."

The rabbit said: "What's the danger of drifting in life jackets!"

The cat still said, "I won't take you there anyway." Then he looked at me with some dissatisfaction, obviously blaming me for not making this suggestion.

I have no regrets at all, and I watch the rabbit quietly. The rabbit loves drifting so much, so I see how the cat deals with it.

Sure enough, the rabbit said, "It's okay if you don't go. Big goose, take me there."

I looked at the cat again.

The cat thought for a while and muttered: "Let's be willful... OK, let's go together."

Cats are indeed different from ordinary people. At the beginning, they seem to have a certain premonition and insist on not drifting. As it turns out, he is right.

You must be even more curious - what exactly does cats do?

I just want to tell you that it is a lost art.

The next day, I drove to pick up the cat and rabbit, and headed towards the south of Beijing.

The water around Kyoto is dry one by one, and the loess is flying everywhere. Drive south for more than 100 kilometers and climbing mountains, an old river flows tenaciously, revealing full wildness, with many drops, and the sound is like thunder. This is the only river in the Kyoto world that can drift.

We took the national highway first, then the provincial highway, and then the county highway. The road conditions became worse and worse. At noon, we had dinner at a farmer's house and headed towards the mountains.

At the beginning, everything was normal.

The weather was stuffy and the green around it became thicker and thicker. There was no one person or a car along the way. This road seemed to be specially paved for us.

I found that there was a white line on the highway that divided the highway into two, and I undoubtedly should go to the right side. However, the right side was obviously narrow and the left side was wide.

I told them this question.

The cat also said: "Strange! Why are the roads on both sides asymmetric?"

I said, "Oh, I understand! This is right. I leaned against the mountain on the left and the cliff on the right. I should leave a little more road for the cars opposite."

The cat can't drive, he nodded and said, "So that's what it is..."

The rabbit looked forward and said, "You are all wrong."

I said, "Why are you wrong?"

The rabbit said, "Look, arrow!"

I looked at the road surface and there was indeed a white arrow pointing forward on the road surface on the right. The rabbit said: "This is a one-way road! The left side is the driving lane, and the right side is the emergency lane!"

I stopped talking to the cat. After a while, the cat suddenly laughed and laughed at me, the "old" driver who had been driving for a year, for a long time.

...It's nothing.

As I got closer to the place where the fox had an accident, I talked less and less.

The rabbit asked me: "Big Goose, are you tired?"

I said, "Not tired."

Finally, I arrived at the drifting place. There was only one bungalow, and a staff member was lying on the bed and slept soundly. There was a huge electric fan next to him, shaking his head and tail to blow at him.

There was not even a water seller at the door.

I woke up the duty officer, bought three tickets, and walked into the stone door next to the bungalow with the cat and rabbit.

The duty officer said that we had to walk forward along the road for about an hour before we could reach the drifting place. After drifting for an hour, when we reached the end, someone drove us back to the entrance.

I found that this was almost an undeveloped wild mountain. The trees were dense and the grass was deep. Various insects kept calling, and there was a faint sound of water far away. There was no steps, and the foot was just a dirt road that was constantly connected. Its only function was to guide our direction.

I climbed many mountains and felt that this one was different. I can't say it was desolate, it should be said that it was too natural. It reminds people of the island in the American drama "Lost" - a plane crashed and fell on a mysterious island. The surviving passengers encountered all kinds of strange things in the dense forest...

The rabbit kept holding the cat's hand and walked behind me. She kept walking down, and she also asked the cat: "There won't be a snake, right?"

The cat said, "No!"

He had no idea whether there was a snake or not, he was just a comfort.

As I walked, I simulated this scene in my brain - how the fox walked through this path a few months ago...

The road is getting worse and worse, and we are like exploring in the forest. There is no one sees you. Is it because the only three of us are here to drift today?
To be continued...