Chapter 1502
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Although this guy looks ordinary, he can't be seen in the crowd.
But his eyes are very strange. I don't know if I've been in the industry for too long, and I'm a little too sensitive. I always felt that when he aimed at every passenger, he seemed to stare deeply into the soul, and there was a sense of arbitrary domination.
It's like a butcher facing a lamb to be slaughtered. It's only in his mind who lives and who dies.
Especially when his eyes passed QIN NA, there was a trace of doubt. Then he gave me a very alert glance and moved away quickly.
"No! There must be something wrong. "
I pinched a bit of cinnabar in the dark, drew a warning sign at the corner of Qin Na and me, and said to be careful.
This travel route is said to have just been developed, and only this travel agency sends out one every half a month, including the third one this time.
The destination is a primitive village close to the border between China and Vietnam, which is still hundreds of years old, so there is no shopping point at all.
I didn't sleep for a night, and I spent most of the day, I was so sleepy that I went to sleep when I got on the plane.
I got off the plane and closed my eyes in the shaking bus.
"Wow! How beautiful! " In a daze, I was suddenly awakened by a shout.
When I open my eyes, it's almost dusk outside the window. It's red and bright all over the sky. It looks like someone splashed a can of oil paint. It will drop at any time.
There are many plants on both sides of the road. There are nameless flowers - yellow like brocade, blue like sky. Under the light of the sunset, they are surrounded by the left and right like a lantern curtain.
We are in the color of fairy tales, flying through.
At first, those who complained about the hotel's lack of accommodation, or were drowsy, immediately got excited and took out their cell phones to shoot.
But at this time, QIN NA is totally abnormal. The whole person is stunned, staring at everything in front of her.
"Friends! Now why don't we have a rest in the hotel? " "If we stay in the hotel, how can we see such a beautiful scenery? We will stay in zhaguli village this evening. Before we leave, have we remembered all the precautions we mentioned? I'll repeat that... "
Long before he left, he repeatedly stressed that the village was extremely old and remote.
The most primitive way of life of the villagers has lasted for hundreds of years. Long ago, they didn't welcome outsiders, and even regarded them as enemies. Even now, only their travel agency can enter the village.
In his words, the happiest people can take part in this trip.
The village is primitive and old-fashioned, which naturally preserves some very strange customs. He asked us not to be too surprised no matter what we saw, let alone violate the rules of breaking the villagers.
For example, in the evening, you are not allowed to go out. Even if you have to go out as a last resort, you should never talk to the villagers. It is not allowed to pick flowers and plants, not to leave a name and engrave words, and most importantly, never take photos with the villagers.
Because the villagers think that taking photos will kill the soul, and they will probably treat you as your enemy, with very serious consequences.
If anyone doesn't abide by the rules and anything happens, he will be responsible for the consequences
The short fat man was very serious, and repeatedly stressed that every time he said one, he asked, "do you remember?"
All of us are tired of listening. We can't help ourselves. Our mind has long run to the old and mysterious unknown village.
The bus drove a little further and stopped suddenly.
Fat guide said that the village road is not open to traffic at present, we have to walk for a while, over a mountain to get there.
People even fly to take a car, already some lumbago and leg pain, a heard to walk, all some grumble.
But mumbling back to mumbling, is still carrying the backpack and dragging the luggage down.
QIN NA took nothing but a bag of snacks. I was carrying a backpack at the end.
Most of the people in this group are young people, and they are basically small lovers.
In addition, there are a pair of old couple with glasses and gray hair, three ruffian young people. The most striking thing is that there is a tall and thin foreigner.
The tour group has been ready for a long time. The hats and flags we wear are bright in the night. They are different from the flowers and plants and the sunset photos.
But the road is far away, walking, everyone lost the interest of watching and taking photos, and gradually complained, and the complaints are getting louder and louder, from time to time asked how far.
The fat guide said repeatedly, "soon, soon, it will be here soon."
The brilliance around is slowly fading, and the sunset has also fallen. The sky is like a black pot, black without any space, and dark everywhere.
The light spots on our heads and hands are the only light shining in this emptiness.People complained and forbeared, but their anger was also increasing.
It was not easy to climb over a bald hill. In the darkness ahead, there appeared a small mountain like a steamed bread. People immediately shouted, "don't you mean there is only one mountain?"
"That's right. How come you haven't come so far!"
"Hello, can you count on it?"
……
"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone!" The fat guide waved his little flag: "there is no need to climb the mountain. There is a tunnel at the mountain pass. When we get there, we can take a bus."
"Who are you fooling?" One of the young men with long hair said angrily, "there is no road in such a remote place. Where is the tunnel?"? What kind of car do you take? "
"Yes!" The little Flathead who walked with him also answered, "it's not far, it's not far, how long has it been? You make fun of us. "
Another young woman in fashionable clothes also complained: "what's more about the high-end travel group, the most perfect service and the most unforgettable enjoyment? Is this the most unforgettable service you give us? I've been on so many tours, but I'm the most tired this time. "
"My feet are swollen."
"I haven't even had a meal since I started!"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm not leaving! Retreat! "
The resentment spread and everyone surrounded the fat guide.
"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone! There's a tunnel! There's a car! " The fat guide held out his hands, very embarrassed to explain.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had found something new. He pointed to Qin Na and I standing behind the team and said, "I don't believe you ask that girl. She came in the last shift."
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Although this guy looks ordinary, he can't be seen in the crowd.
But his eyes are very strange. I don't know if I've been in the industry for too long, and I'm a little too sensitive. I always felt that when he aimed at every passenger, he seemed to stare deeply into the soul, and there was a sense of arbitrary domination.
It's like a butcher facing a lamb to be slaughtered. It's only in his mind who lives and who dies.
Especially when his eyes passed QIN NA, there was a trace of doubt. Then he gave me a very alert glance and moved away quickly.
"No! There must be something wrong. "
I pinched a bit of cinnabar in the dark, drew a warning sign at the corner of Qin Na and me, and said to be careful.
This travel route is said to have just been developed, and only this travel agency sends out one every half a month, including the third one this time.
The destination is a primitive village close to the border between China and Vietnam, which is still hundreds of years old, so there is no shopping point at all.
I didn't sleep for a night, and I spent most of the day, I was so sleepy that I went to sleep when I got on the plane.
I got off the plane and closed my eyes in the shaking bus.
"Wow! How beautiful! " In a daze, I was suddenly awakened by a shout.
When I open my eyes, it's almost dusk outside the window. It's red and bright all over the sky. It looks like someone splashed a can of oil paint. It will drop at any time.
There are many plants on both sides of the road. There are nameless flowers - yellow like brocade, blue like sky. Under the light of the sunset, they are surrounded by the left and right like a lantern curtain.
We are in the color of fairy tales, flying through.
At first, those who complained about the hotel's lack of accommodation, or were drowsy, immediately got excited and took out their cell phones to shoot.
But at this time, QIN NA is totally abnormal. The whole person is stunned, staring at everything in front of her.
"Friends! Now why don't we have a rest in the hotel? " "If we stay in the hotel, how can we see such a beautiful scenery? We will stay in zhaguli village this evening. Before we leave, have we remembered all the precautions we mentioned? I'll repeat that... "
Long before he left, he repeatedly stressed that the village was extremely old and remote.
The most primitive way of life of the villagers has lasted for hundreds of years. Long ago, they didn't welcome outsiders, and even regarded them as enemies. Even now, only their travel agency can enter the village.
In his words, the happiest people can take part in this trip.
The village is primitive and old-fashioned, which naturally preserves some very strange customs. He asked us not to be too surprised no matter what we saw, let alone violate the rules of breaking the villagers.
For example, in the evening, you are not allowed to go out. Even if you have to go out as a last resort, you should never talk to the villagers. It is not allowed to pick flowers and plants, not to leave a name and engrave words, and most importantly, never take photos with the villagers.
Because the villagers think that taking photos will kill the soul, and they will probably treat you as your enemy, with very serious consequences.
If anyone doesn't abide by the rules and anything happens, he will be responsible for the consequences
The short fat man was very serious, and repeatedly stressed that every time he said one, he asked, "do you remember?"
All of us are tired of listening. We can't help ourselves. Our mind has long run to the old and mysterious unknown village.
The bus drove a little further and stopped suddenly.
Fat guide said that the village road is not open to traffic at present, we have to walk for a while, over a mountain to get there.
People even fly to take a car, already some lumbago and leg pain, a heard to walk, all some grumble.
But mumbling back to mumbling, is still carrying the backpack and dragging the luggage down.
QIN NA took nothing but a bag of snacks. I was carrying a backpack at the end.
Most of the people in this group are young people, and they are basically small lovers.
In addition, there are a pair of old couple with glasses and gray hair, three ruffian young people. The most striking thing is that there is a tall and thin foreigner.
The tour group has been ready for a long time. The hats and flags we wear are bright in the night. They are different from the flowers and plants and the sunset photos.
But the road is far away, walking, everyone lost the interest of watching and taking photos, and gradually complained, and the complaints are getting louder and louder, from time to time asked how far.
The fat guide said repeatedly, "soon, soon, it will be here soon."
The brilliance around is slowly fading, and the sunset has also fallen. The sky is like a black pot, black without any space, and dark everywhere.
The light spots on our heads and hands are the only light shining in this emptiness.People complained and forbeared, but their anger was also increasing.
It was not easy to climb over a bald hill. In the darkness ahead, there appeared a small mountain like a steamed bread. People immediately shouted, "don't you mean there is only one mountain?"
"That's right. How come you haven't come so far!"
"Hello, can you count on it?"
……
"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone!" The fat guide waved his little flag: "there is no need to climb the mountain. There is a tunnel at the mountain pass. When we get there, we can take a bus."
"Who are you fooling?" One of the young men with long hair said angrily, "there is no road in such a remote place. Where is the tunnel?"? What kind of car do you take? "
"Yes!" The little Flathead who walked with him also answered, "it's not far, it's not far, how long has it been? You make fun of us. "
Another young woman in fashionable clothes also complained: "what's more about the high-end travel group, the most perfect service and the most unforgettable enjoyment? Is this the most unforgettable service you give us? I've been on so many tours, but I'm the most tired this time. "
"My feet are swollen."
"I haven't even had a meal since I started!"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm not leaving! Retreat! "
The resentment spread and everyone surrounded the fat guide.
"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone! There's a tunnel! There's a car! " The fat guide held out his hands, very embarrassed to explain.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had found something new. He pointed to Qin Na and I standing behind the team and said, "I don't believe you ask that girl. She came in the last shift."
Although this guy looks ordinary, he can't be seen in the crowd. But his eyes are very strange. I don't know if I've been in the industry for too long, and I'm a little too sensitive. I always felt that when he aimed at every passenger, he seemed to stare deeply into the soul, and there was a sense of arbitrary domination. It's like a butcher facing a lamb to be slaughtered. It's only in his mind who lives and who dies. Especially when his eyes passed QIN NA, there was a trace of doubt. Then he gave me a very alert glance and moved away quickly. "No! There must be something wrong. " I pinched a bit of cinnabar in the dark, drew a warning sign at the corner of Qin Na and me, and said to be careful. This travel route is said to have just been developed, and only this travel agency sends out one every half a month, including the third one this time. The destination is a primitive village close to the border between China and Vietnam, which is still hundreds of years old, so there is no shopping point at all. I didn't sleep for a night, and I spent most of the day, I was so sleepy that I went to sleep when I got on the plane. I got off the plane and closed my eyes in the shaking bus. "Wow! How beautiful! " In a daze, I was suddenly awakened by a shout. When I open my eyes, it's almost dusk outside the window. It's red and bright all over the sky. It looks like someone splashed a can of oil paint. It will drop at any time. There are many plants on both sides of the road. There are nameless flowers - yellow like brocade, blue like sky. Under the light of the sunset, they are surrounded by the left and right like a lantern curtain. We are in the color of fairy tales, flying through. At first, those who complained about the hotel's lack of accommodation, or were drowsy, immediately got excited and took out their cell phones to shoot. But at this time, QIN NA is totally abnormal. The whole person is stunned, staring at everything in front of her. "Friends! Now why don't we have a rest in the hotel? " "If we stay in the hotel, how can we see such a beautiful scenery? We will stay in zhaguli village this evening. Before we leave, have we remembered all the precautions we mentioned? I'll repeat that... " Long before he left, he repeatedly stressed that the village was extremely old and remote. The most primitive way of life of the villagers has lasted for hundreds of years. Long ago, they didn't welcome outsiders, and even regarded them as enemies. Even now, only their travel agency can enter the village. In his words, the happiest people can take part in this trip. The village is primitive and old-fashioned, which naturally preserves some very strange customs. He asked us not to be too surprised no matter what we saw, let alone violate the rules of breaking the villagers. For example, in the evening, you are not allowed to go out. Even if you have to go out as a last resort, you should never talk to the villagers. It is not allowed to pick flowers and plants, not to leave a name and engrave words, and most importantly, never take photos with the villagers. Because the villagers think that taking photos will kill the soul, and they will probably treat you as your enemy, with very serious consequences. If anyone doesn't abide by the rules and anything happens, he will be responsible for the consequences The short fat man was very serious, and repeatedly stressed that every time he said one, he asked, "do you remember?" All of us are tired of listening. We can't help ourselves. Our mind has long run to the old and mysterious unknown village. The bus drove a little further and stopped suddenly. Fat guide said that the village road is not open to traffic at present, we have to walk for a while, over a mountain to get there. People even fly to take a car, already some lumbago and leg pain, a heard to walk, all some grumble. But mumbling back to mumbling, is still carrying the backpack and dragging the luggage down. QIN NA took nothing but a bag of snacks. I was carrying a backpack at the end. Most of the people in this group are young people, and they are basically small lovers. In addition, there are a pair of old couple with glasses and gray hair, three ruffian young people. The most striking thing is that there is a tall and thin foreigner. The tour group has been ready for a long time. The hats and flags we wear are bright in the night. They are different from the flowers and plants and the sunset photos. But the road is far away, walking, everyone lost the interest of watching and taking photos, and gradually complained, and the complaints are getting louder and louder, from time to time asked how far. The fat guide said repeatedly, "soon, soon, it will be here soon." The brilliance around is slowly fading, and the sunset has also fallen. The sky is like a black pot, black without any space, and dark everywhere. The light spots on our heads and hands are the only light shining in this emptiness.People complained and forbeared, but their anger was also increasing. It was not easy to climb over a bald hill. In the darkness ahead, there appeared a small mountain like a steamed bread. People immediately shouted, "don't you mean there is only one mountain?" "That's right. How come you haven't come so far!" "Hello, can you count on it?" "Don't worry, don't worry, everyone!" The fat guide waved his little flag: "there is no need to climb the mountain. There is a tunnel at the mountain pass. When we get there, we can take a bus." "Who are you fooling?" One of the young men with long hair said angrily, "there is no road in such a remote place. Where is the tunnel?"? What kind of car do you take? " "Yes!" The little Flathead who walked with him also answered, "it's not far, it's not far, how long has it been? You make fun of us. " Another young woman in fashionable clothes also complained: "what's more about the high-end travel group, the most perfect service and the most unforgettable enjoyment? Is this the most unforgettable service you give us? I've been on so many tours, but I'm the most tired this time. " "My feet are swollen." "I haven't even had a meal since I started!" "What are you doing?" "I'm not leaving! Retreat! " The resentment spread and everyone surrounded the fat guide. "Don't worry, don't worry, everyone! There's a tunnel! There's a car! " The fat guide held out his hands, very embarrassed to explain. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had found something new. He pointed to Qin Na and I standing behind the team and said, "I don't believe you ask that girl. She came in the last shift."
