The mountain road is rugged and rugged, and the higher you go, the thinner the air becomes.
We arrived at the mountainside before nightfall and chose a cliff sheltered from the wind as a place to repair.
The bonfire was lit, the pot was hung, and the vegetable juice mixed with alcohol was poured in.
The tiring day finally came to a head.
Before the cakes were heated, the fat man couldn't wait to break off a corner, dip it in the vegetable juice, and chew it.
Lao Cai was so tired that he couldn't even say anything, let alone what he was thinking about eating.
He lay down in the tent with his backpack on his back and fell asleep.
I even called several times but there was no response.
"Okay, let him sleep.
The three of us will take turns to keep watch."
Shiry Yang drank soup while flipping through the map I had compiled.
"We will hit the road again at dawn.
At this speed, we will arrive at Nanlu Valley tomorrow morning. " Nanlu Valley is the last directional natural landscape, very close to the black copper tower recorded by the archaeological team.
If nothing else happens, we will soon be able to reveal the mystery of Zhenku Ancient City.
Thinking of this, I felt no sleepiness at all, and even the noodles chewed in my mouth became extraordinarily sweet.
After dinner, the fat man invited me to smoke.
I shouted to sleep, but he dragged me out of the camp and to a stone hill not far away.
He lit a cigarette for me and asked after taking two puffs: "Don't you think there's anything wrong with Lao Chuai?"
"Well," I thought for a while and then said with doubts in my mind, "He is physically disabled but strong-willed.
He followed us to travel through mountains and rivers.
He didn't complain about hardship or tiredness.
What went wrong?"
"I'm talking about his physical condition.
Have you noticed that he hasn't taken any medicine since he entered the desert?"
If it hadn't been for Fatty's careful observation, I would never have noticed the details of Lao Chuai's medicine.
After recalling it, it seems that such a thing really happened.
The fat man continued: "I'm worried that he is holding on, and it may be dangerous if he continues walking."
Before entering Xinjiang, Lao Chuai clearly stated his position to several of us: He would freeze to death at Yingfeng Station and starve to death without bowing his head.
It is simply unrealistic to persuade him to turn back now.
"I'll talk to him tomorrow.
At least I can understand the real situation and be prepared."
"Let him go."
The fat man dropped the cigarette butt.
"I will tie him up and send him back overnight."
"Where to send him?
Lu Hai can't find the ancient city.
He is dead anyway.
He still has a wife and children at home.
If it were you and me, who would be willing to wait for death in the hospital bed.
I can't talk about my feelings."
"Then if something goes wrong, how do we explain it to his family?"
"I'll talk to him after dawn and let him have a good sleep today.
Don't ask any more questions for now.
Don't mention Shirey Yang either."
"That's what I meant by pulling you out.
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Shiry Yang's temper is beyond the control of ten old cows.
He might turn back halfway."
I looked at the dark mountain tops and chatted with the fat man for a while.
I was about to go back to take turns when I suddenly heard a strange movement in the mountains and forests in the distance.
"What's the sound?"
The fat man turned off the flashlight alertly.
I climbed up to the top of the mountain and looked out.
Along the path we came from, I didn’t know when a group of car lights came on, but I couldn’t see clearly because it was too far away.
"Something's wrong.
Who else will go up the mountain at this time?
This place has been deserted for several years.
Logically speaking, no one knows except us."
We returned to the camp and found that the campfire had been extinguished.
Shiry Yang nodded when he saw us and said, "I heard it too, it's a motorcycle."
"Wake up Lao Chuai and move to another place."
For safety reasons, we moved our location and found a semi-open grotto to hide.
"Look at their posture, it doesn't look like they are coming towards us.
I'll go out and have a look.
If something goes wrong, you should retreat first."
I ran along the trail I came on, the roar of motorcycles kept coming, and the searchlight lit up half of the night sky.
The motorcycle team rumbled through the mountain road and headed straight for the southern foot of the mountain without any intention of stopping.
I returned to the grotto in the dark and explained the situation to everyone.
"The whole group of motorcycles shows that they are not far away."
I analyzed.
"If they were here to arrest someone, they wouldn't make such a big fuss.
The direction of the motorcade is also towards the south, so we might run into them."
"Have you met someone like Jie He?"
the fat man spat, cursing his bad luck.
"Don't rush to a conclusion yet, maybe it's just a passing caravan."
Shiry Yang glanced at me after finishing speaking.
I knew in my heart that the possibility she mentioned was extremely slim.
How could a serious caravan abandon the main road and insist on going through the mountain road?
What's more, it's already midnight.
For safety reasons, ordinary caravans will never set off at this point.
Seeing that I didn't answer, Shiry Yang immediately changed the topic and talked to Lao Chuai about his family.
As soon as the child was mentioned, Lao Chuai's expression suddenly relaxed a lot.
He took out his wallet and praised us endlessly under the moonlight.
I saw that he was in good spirits and not as sick as he had been a few days ago, so I put the matter of taking medicine on hold for the time being and did not bring it up on the spot.
I barely slept a wink that night, thinking over and over in my mind what I had experienced in the past few days.
For some reason, the face of the general's mummy always appeared in the night, which made me exhausted physically and mentally.
It wasn't until the sky turned white that the inexplicable feeling of sleepiness gradually disappeared.
In order to determine the whereabouts of the mysterious motorcade last night, we stepped up our pace and arrived at the Nanlu Valley much earlier than expected.
I checked the surrounding mountain roads and woods and found no traces of vehicles.
It seemed that last night was just a false alarm.
I shook the kettle, pointed to the roaring mountain spring and said hello to the others, then slid down the hillside to the warm stone beach and drew water on the spot.
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The clear and cold spring water was particularly refreshing.
The cold water splashed on my face.
I shuddered and couldn't help but press my hands into the water.
Tuofeng Mountain is inaccessible and the natural environment is quite well maintained.
There are small transparent fish constantly swimming in the streams.
Shiry Yang and the others walked along the mountain road to the stream, and were also attracted by this beautiful landscape.
Lao Chuai imitated me and drank a pot of water.
He drank a few sips.
For some reason, he suddenly grabbed his neck and started coughing loudly.
I was the closest to him and saw Lao Chuai's face turning ashen.
I rushed forward, hugged him from behind, made fists with both hands and pressed hard near his diaphragm.
Lao Cai grabbed his throat and struggled continuously, and finally coughed up a ball of dark hair.
We looked at the stream at the same time.
The fat man had quick eyesight and quick hands.
He picked up the ball, took a look at it, and immediately threw it away, as if he had been burned.
"Old Hu, something happened.
That's a piece of scalp."
The fat man wiped his hands on his clothes randomly, "The front is not smooth."
When Lao Cai heard that what he had just drank was a piece of scalp, he threw the kettle far away, lay on the ground and vomited, wishing he could even vomit out the overnight meal.
I remembered that I had just drank several sips of stream water, and I suddenly felt extremely sick.
Shiry Yang took out his telescope and looked into the distance along the direction of the stream.
"There's smoke, I have to go take a look."
She handed me the binoculars, then picked up several people's kettles and poured out all the freshly drawn stream water.
"It's not far from us, and there's no gunfire."
I put down the telescope and asked Lao Chuai, "Are you able to walk?
If not, just find a place to hide for a while and wait for us to come back."
"No, I can leave."
He took a few deep breaths, stood up, and wiped his face, "I'm fine, I'll go with you."
He patted the dagger on his waist, "Brother, I'm prepared, just in time Find someone to practice with.”
"Don't be impulsive.
We are just going to see the situation.
We may need to rescue people.
We don't do anything unless it is absolutely necessary."
I asked the fat man to take care of Lao Chuai, then turned around and rushed towards the scene of the accident with Shirey Yang
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