() Found the way home!

Changdong returns to the hotel first.

In the past two days, his mind has cooled down and he is not in a hurry to report to Ye Liuxi: It was Xi'an where she traveled thousands of miles away, watching three shadow puppets in a row, bringing a magazine with him "scandal" and hiding a strange photo of Kong Yang.

She must have asked him for help, but she was just a mysterious person. He didn't want to be led by someone, and the matter of collecting the body was over for two years, so there was no need to race against time.

When I opened the door and entered the room, I saw the small porn service card stuffed into the crack of the door. I bent down and picked it up, and threw it into the trash can.

It was still early to go to bed, Changdong opened the box and took out a piece of polished cowhide to carve the shadow puppet.

A table of chisels was placed, and the chisels were used to use circles, semicircles, plum blossoms, herringbones, star eyes, pushing the knife and carrying the skin. The formula of the facial makeup seemed to be ringing in the ears...

Willow-leaf eyebrows, apricot and almond eyes, and a little cherry mouth...

Legend has it that the shadow puppets originated from the Han Dynasty. Emperor Wu of Han missed his dead concubine, Mrs. Li, so the sorcerer set up an altar to summon the soul. At night, he set up a candle and set up a curtain. Emperor Wu of Han could only watch in the curtain and saw the shadow of Mrs. Li, accompanied by the swaying candlelight, casting on the tent cloth.

When it is passed on to the people, it is a shadow puppet.

Mrs. Li died, Emperor Wu of Han died, the warlock died, and the shadow puppet was still alive, and she has lived until now.

Most objects in this world, tangible and intangible, live longer than people, so people are really boring.

As he was engraved, Changdong's fingers were frozen stiff. The temperature here continued to drop at night. The air conditioner was not warming up, and it would be useless to hit the maximum. He cages his hands to his mouth and sniffs, rubs them again, and his eyes suddenly fell on the small erotic card in the trash can.

...It's so pretty, isn't it just a chicken?

Changdong leaned over and picked up the card, paused for a while, took out his cell phone and dialed according to the number left on it.

The person who answered the phone was a professional customer service and asked: "What style do you want? Are thin or plump? Are pure or sexy? We can filter it first to save you from being dissatisfied."

Changdong thought for a while: "It's thin, pure...it's better to be biased..."

He couldn't figure out what type Ye Liuxi belonged to. She was like a hanging swing needle, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, but she was all disguised and could not cover the demonic aura on her body.

The lady who came up was called sunny.

When she received the assignment call, she was watching her sisters touching cards in the chess and card room next to the hotel. She picked up her handbag and ran away.

After entering the elevator, I took out a small mirror to apply lipstick, pursed my lips, and added powder. During the period when I got out of the elevator to the entrance of Changdong, I unbuttoned two of the shirt, revealing the pink bra edge with lace, and then pulled the small leather skirt straight.

Finally, he rang the doorbell and smiled professionally.

When the door opened, she was stunned for a moment.

Changdong said: "Come in."

Sunny walked in and his eyes slipped to the living room coffee table. A row of more than a dozen chisels flashed coldly, and his heart skipped a beat and he became even more panicked.

She was used to seeing all kinds of guests with big belly and baldness. When she met Changdong like this, she didn't think she had won a big prize. The seniors taught her: "Will that kind of young and handsome look lack women? You need to be more careful. The more you are like this, the more perverted you are: handsome, clean, gloomy, and you are not eager to ask for service, and you have a little special interest..."

Changdong was all over the place, and, at night, he wore a black baseball cap in the room, and his upper half was buried in the shadow of the brim of the hat.

Sunny swallowed. A few days ago, the boss organized them to watch a DVD. A Korean movie, which talked about a pervert who lured and killed prostitutes and girls, reminding them to be vigilant... She had nightmares at night and was inevitably a little suspicious these two days.

She was a little dull: "Or...I'll take a shower first?"

Changdong sat down on the sofa, reached out and brushed away the dander from the cowhide and said, "Where are you chatting after three hundred overnight?"

Sunny's mind was very quick: "The same price is not cheap, because I come to you tonight and I can't get any other jobs."

Changdong took out three hundred pieces from his wallet and pressed them with a teacup: "I just arrived here and wanted to open a store. I was not familiar with the land, so I found a business person to talk to and ask about it."

So, sunny breathed a sigh of relief, and she sat down on the sofa opposite: "Boss, it's not me that I want to open a store like ours, you have no chance and can't get into the foot."

Changdong remained silent: "Tell me, let me see."

Anyway, it's not a commercial secret. Sunny talks endlessly and has no rules, so he can say whatever he thinks.

...There are no such business in this town, and it is basically collected by the two companies. The locals cannot help but do this. The ladies all come from other places, and they are in groups according to their regions, north and south, and they have big bosses on top.

...The North and South factions had conflicts, but later another family wanted to get into the trap, which led to the unity between the north and the south. After leaving outsiders, the two families began to divide the cake and divide the sphere of influence. Sunny is from the south. Take the hotel where Changdong is staying for example. This week, the South Taxi advertisement will be distributed. Next week, tomorrow, the small card advertisement will have to be replaced.

As he talked, he complained again and again.

"How hard it is to do this. You don't know. Our industry is upside down day and night, and our skin is not good, because we always have to stay up late and put on makeup. Look at my face, I am only 22. Once I remove the makeup, my face turns pale. I say I am over 30..."

Changdong nodded, he just heard and didn't say anything. Sunny had to keep talking, and it was very tiring to chat with him.

She racked her brains and took out everything from it and said: "We go to and from get off work in the middle of the night, and it is quite dangerous to go back at night. Last year, several sisters were followed by perverts, saying that the man had a slutty face..."

Changdong looked a little interested: "Skinny?"

Sunny gestured to him: "It's just the kind of soft-skinned face covering, eyes and nose exposed, it's so scary at night. Fortunately, nothing happened... Later we got more car fees, hired a car to pick it up, and it costs 10 yuan per way..."

Changdong asked: "There is a man named Ye Liuxi. Do you recognize him?"

Sunny was confused. Her sisters all had English nicknames, such as Mary, Amanda, and Kelly. I have never heard of Ye Liuxi... This name sounds like a real name. Who would use the real name as a lady? If the news comes back to my hometown, it would be so shameless.

Changdong reminded her: "When the day, she will sell melons at the street corner."

Sunny suddenly reacted: "Oh, she! I haven't talked to her. She often stayed with the ladies in the north, so she should be eating over there."

Yeah?

Sunny is very smart: "After saying so much, it turns out that you want to ask her. The person who sent the advertisement here tomorrow will be the one over there. You can ask."

She told the matter out, but Changdong didn't want to investigate Ye Liuxi's bottom line.

As long as she can take him to find Kong Yang's corpse, whether she sells melons, becomes a lady, or even a man or a woman... it doesn't matter.

Changdong slept well, and there was strong wind and sand in his dream. The sand flowed like golden fog, rolling past the asphalt road of the Taklamakan Highway. Clusters of red willows solidified the yellow sand into a grave several meters high.

There is no one in the dream, no change, no sound.

Such a dream is a good dream for him.

It was already noon when I woke up, and Changdong went directly to find Ye Liuxi.

She had just finished the round and cut the melon and ate it by herself. She lowered her head and then saw someone snatching it.

Ye Liuxi put down the melon in his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Buy melon?"

She didn't recognize him at first sight.

Changdong stood still, the sun shining on his face, which was quite warm.

Ye Liuxi squinted her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes rose slightly. When her eyes were circulating, she always seemed to have countless bad thoughts, but she smiled confusingly. Nine out of ten people would think she was harmless.

After recognizing it, there was a little more meaning in his smile. He spoke and praised him first: "Isn't it an old man? Isn't this handsome?"

As he said that, he dragged out a canvas stool from the car, patted the ashes on the cloth, and threw them over.

Changdong caught it with one hand, didn't sit down, and took out the photo from his pocket with the other hand.

Ye Liuxi sneered: "Click on the topic so quickly? I didn't say anything to greet melons, I originally wanted to cut a piece of melon for you to eat."

As he said that, he picked up the photo, sandwiched it between his fingers, turned his wrist toward Changdong, facing the photo: "Don't you suspect that this photo was faked?"

Changdong replied: "The woman's intuition is very accurate. I wanted to propose to Kong Yang, but I didn't tell her, but she guessed it and bought a new dress for the occasion."

"That night, in the camp tent, she changed into this clothes for the first time and asked me if it looked good. Before I could give me some advice, I heard the wind bottles outside ramming."

The wind bottle is a glass wine bottle. When camping, you can pull a straight rope and hang the wine bottle at a certain distance... It's fun to hang it, and it also measures the wind. The glass wine bottle has its own weight and sounds so loudly, it's definitely not a small wind.

As soon as he opened the tent, he saw that the iconic "goose head" of Goose Head Shapozi was broken by a sandstorm and turned into a sand mist in the night.

Kong Yang's new clothes, crimson long skirt, were worn for the first time and the last mourning clothes. He didn't have time to take any photos, but he floated in the photo in front of him like a messy hair, in the wind of Yadan with dust.

Ye Liuxi was very satisfied with this answer: "The second question is, where is Yadan in the photo?"

The word Yadan is actually a wei-word, meaning "steep mounds". This terrain is spread all over the northwest, and is somewhat self-contained and famous. For example, Sanlongsha west of Dunhuang is called Devil City; Urhe near Karamay is called Fengcheng; and Rentougeda City near Shule River is called Rentougeda City.

There are also not that famous ones, big and small. Sometimes, there is a small area suddenly popping up on the roadside, which is also Yadan.

So, where is Yadan?

Changdong said: "Longcheng."

"How did you see it?"

Changdong pointed to the photo: "The Tutai here has heavy saline-alkali ingredients, with gypsum mud. Compared with other Yadans, the color is grayish white. When the sun is good during the day, it will shine silver, like scale armor, so the ancients called this place the White Dragon Dui. Now it is often included in the same range as Longcheng, and they are all called Longcheng Yadan."

Ye Liuxi was aggressive: "Why can't this grayish whiteness be frost and snow fall?"

"It's a large area of ​​snow, not like this in the photo; frost is condensed by water vapor, and there will be around sunrise. It's noon in the photo. The sun is so strong that the frost has prematurely melted."

Ye Liuxi said: "Oh..."

The voice was long and obviously quite satisfied with him. He turned around and picked up the watermelon knife, raised the knife and cut a slice from the half-melon.

The golden honey pulp is full of juice and the melon is very fresh.

Ye Liuxi handed him the watermelon: "Take me to Longcheng, I'll take you to find Kong Yang's body."

It was not a negotiation tone, Changdong took a look and didn't answer.

Ye Liuxi smiled gently, his tone soft and hard: "It is not difficult to find a guide to Lop Nur, but you can't find a second person who knows where Kong Yang's body is."

Changdong still didn't answer: "What's going on with the photo? The goose-headed sand slope is far away from the White Dragon Pile. How did the corpse pass? How could it be embedded in the clay bag?"

Ye Liuxi was impatient: "How could I know? I only help you find her. You only serve as my guide. If you love it or not, you will not do it."
Chapter completed!