() Found the way home!

Fei Tang picked up the Gobi jade in his handbag. At first he carefully distinguished it, looking at the color, oily and cracks. Later, he suddenly thought: Changdong and Ye Liuxi didn't pick it up, and he could not forget it. He was picking it up slowly and took politeness as a blessing.

So I seized the time and grabbed my eyebrows and beard. As long as it looks good and has a good color, no matter whether it is or not, I will put it in the bag. I would rather kill it by mistake than let it go.

When he returned to the car with his bag, he roughly guessed that his partnership ended here: he had been visiting the unmanned land, regaining his life, and making a small fortune, which was not a waste of time.

But what he didn't expect was that Changdong and Ye Liuxi would turn back to the Bailongdui.

Fei Tang felt a chill in his heart: "Brother Dong, aren't you afraid? We are lucky this time, if..."

I dare not think about it, and I will tremble.

But I also know that these two people have big ideas and speak without weight.

He watched the two drive away with fear, or he could easily have feelings for each other, and he felt uncomfortable.

The car drove about ten meters away and suddenly stopped again. Ye Liuxi stretched out his arm from the car window and waved him.

Fei Tang threw the bag locally and ran over.

Ye Liuxi handed him a satellite phone number: "There is a channel for Gobi Yu Hami to get rid of it. I guess, if you get the sweetness from this, you won't leave in the short term, and you will come and pick it up again."

Fei Tang's cheeks were hot, and he did remember the nearby provincial highway milestones to come again next time.

"Keep in touch, I'll ask you to help me deliver supplies or something," she smiled, "Will you not come?"

Fei Tang tightened his satellite phone: "No, as long as I didn't leave, I will definitely come."

Ye Liuxi smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. If you really ask for your help, just deliver it to the entrance."

Nearly evening, the two returned to the White Dragon Pile.

No one, no wind, quiet as if it were the surface of the moon.

Meng Jingu’s camp was cleaned up very clean, and no plastic bag was left behind, but this environmental awareness did not benefit others... The thigh-fanged land was like a garbage dump, all of which were not taken away.

Changdong gathered the garbage and burned it, and the black smoke rushed straight to the high place. In the uninhabited area, if the garbage cannot be taken out, it would be unsatisfactory to do so.

I ate some supper, put up a bonfire, and set up a tent. Although the ground nails still cannot be hit, because there is no wind, I am not afraid of being blown away. I can press it with my own weight, or I can hold it in a few stones in Bianjiao... It is so uncomfortable to sleep in the car. Every morning, Changdong feels soreness in his back, as if he was beaten by someone.

During this period before going to bed, Changdong used shadow puppets to come out for fun.

Ye Liuxi was too lazy to attack him, just like the words he advised Changdong, "If you can't drive Fei Tang away, try to fall in love with him." Since Changdong was not in trouble and did not accept her sarcasm, she changed her strategy and tried to discover the extraordinary features of shadow puppets.

If you set up stalls and sell melons again today and play shadow puppets, your income may double.

She picked out everything in his playbox to see.

Changdong carved the skin carefully, occasionally looking at him, and when he saw what she had picked, he would tell her.

"That's leather material. There are absolutely no two pieces of exactly the same material in the world, with white, dark, delicate and rough. We use the material to carve talented men and beautiful women, bad generals and clowns. The most important thing to carve is props..."

Ye Liuxi sneered: "Even if you carve a skin, you can look at people's materials, you're snobbish."

"You don't look like a long-term worker with fine skin and tender flesh."

Ye Liuxi snorted and picked up another booklet with yellowed pages.

"That's the draft. Whether you engrave people or animals, you have to think about how it can move. The place where it can move is the place where the knots are tied, so the head and limbs have to be drafted separately. Just like if you want to engrave scorpions, you can't draw them in one go, you have to divide them first and then combine them..."

Ye Liuxi looked for trouble: "I just have to lose all my money, I'm so cruel..."

In the end, there was really no trouble to find, so I could only hold my cheek and watch Changdong carves skin.

The shadow puppet with more than three thousand swords is rigid, and there are not many spears. The process is also monotonous. Ye Liuxi likes to watch him blow away the debris of his skin... Every time he lowers his head slightly, and his fingertips are habitually brushing the skin gently on the surface, blowing carefully and carefully.

Ye Liuxi felt that he might really win the Golden Knife Award. He did things with a jewel-like attitude, and few people were unsuccessful.

"Changdong, do you really like to carve shadow puppets?"

"no."

Ye Liuxi thought he had heard it wrong: "No?"

"If you have had a very painful experience and no one saves you and don't want to waste yourself, you have to find something to distract, fill it up, divert attention, whatever, wine, color, shadow puppet, is fine."

"I can't leave now, is it because I haven't struggled yet?"

"It's because I'm used to it."

Ye Liuxi sighed: "It seems that I don't need to learn this anymore. I have nothing to suffer."

“Never?”

"No," Ye Liuxi looked at the gradually darkening fire, "Sometimes I feel that I may not even have tears..."

She suddenly shook her body and shouted sternly: "Who is it!"

Changdong turned to see.

With the lights and fires of the camp, he vaguely saw a man cringing and hiding at the edge of the earth platform not far away...hiding a little clumsy, his body was shaking.

Ye Liuxi pulled out an unburned piece of it from the fire and threw it over: "Get out!"

Firewood hit the man not far, and orange-red sparks splashed everywhere.

The man still didn't come out, his body was still shaking, like a tumbler.

Chang Dong put a carved knife in the palm of his hand and gave a wink at Ye Liuxi. She understood and lifted the knife at her hand, and with Chang Dong, one in front and one behind, it was a left-right attack, and slowly walked over.

The man did not escape or show up, but seemed to know that they were coming, and for a moment, he suddenly stopped moving.

Ye Liuxi was a little nervous...

The next second, a head suddenly popped out, drooling in her mouth, and laughed at her.

Ye Liuxi cursed: "Fuck!"

He's actually a fool!

The fool was frightened when he saw her and laughed even more happily. He whispered, his head pressed against the earthen platform, and began to sway left and right again.

Ye Liuxi was not angry, and Changdong had already recognized it: "This person looks familiar, is it a person from Huiba?"

Ye Liuxi took a closer look.

It’s true that the palm of the Hui Ba side had a pancake the day before, and the carrot and mutton soup the next day.

Ye Liuxi reacted: Last night, Hui Ba's death scared away two people, and this person who was in charge was one of them.

She originally thought that they, like Huiba and the coffin, had disappeared mysteriously, but she didn't expect that they would still be there.

She said a little disdainful: "I thought that someone who was mixed with Hui Ba was a little brave... I was so scared that I was so scared? But I was quite capable and could still touch it."

Changdong thought for a while: "It was easy for them to get lost after running around so much last night. Maybe it was because I just burned the garbage, and he saw the black smoke and came back in the direction."

He pulled the one who was holding the spoon to the campfire and sat down: he lost two people, and that was one of them lost in the pile of white dragons. When he went out to search tomorrow, he had to keep more snacks, hunger, temperature difference, and dehydration. Two or three days were enough to reimburse his life.

The palm of the palm was restless, clenched his fist with his left hand, slowly pushed up his right hand, and pushed it to a height, clicked it in his mouth, and then he held it up with a fist with a long breath.

Ye Liuxi was puzzled: "What is he doing?"

Changdong replied: "Hold an umbrella."

After thinking about it carefully, the series of movements were really like that. Ye Liuxi squatted down in front of the palm of his hands: "What are you doing when you hold an umbrella? It won't rain."

Zhangshao said: "Shh..."

He was mysterious: "If you put the sand in it, you will be buried. If you don't hold an umbrella, you will be buried."

"Who was buried?"

"Master Eight..."

Changdong reacted and blurted out: "He went back to the coffin!"

Ye Liuxi also thought of it, her heart was pounding, and she tried her best tone to be gentle: "How did you bury it?"

Hold your fingers and fingers: "Get the sand, a line, swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swishing swish

What a mess.

Ye Liuxi frowned: "Where is that coffin?"

He slightly moved the "umbrella" a little, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, then quickly put the "umbrella" back on his head, and whispered in his mouth to open the sand, hold the umbrella, collect clothes, and so on.

How to settle this person? Changdong had a headache: he couldn't let him walk around, it was very troublesome if he lost it. He wanted to lock him in the car, but he was afraid that he would touch and press him, kick him and scream.

When she told Ye Liuxi, she didn't take it seriously. She walked to the palm of her palm and cut her palm toward the back of her neck...

The humming was not even humming, and he was soft and sagging.

Changdong didn't even appreciate her affection: "Just do this? Don't you think it's too rough?"

Ye Liu glanced at him in a slant: "What's wrong? Should I coax him to sleep?"

Chang Dong half-squatted down, picked up his shoulders, hung his soft body on his shoulders, and stood up with one force.

"I think, as a woman, you should at least be gentle and considerate."

He turned around and walked towards the car, and Ye Liuxi suddenly said, "Slow down."

Changdong stopped. The weight of this hundred or dozens of kilograms was already heavy on his shoulders, so heavier when he stopped...
To be continued...