The old market area is crowded with slow speeds. Two cars are wrapped in other cars and people, not eye-catching.

I quickly entered the city.

The streets suddenly became deserted, and few people stopped on the street, leaving only the sound of motorcycles passing by.

Then leave the city.

The real Southeast Asia is rushing towards us.

It was damp, hot, and there was no electricity. The stilt house where people lived next to the road was pitch black, and hanging Phalaenopsis swayed under the eaves.

There was no dust rising behind the rear of the car, because the road gradually became muddy, and the high-speed rotating tires only splashed mud spots or mud water. Then the jungle in the sky was still far away, and instantly swallowed the car and people into the dead hinterland.

Ding Qiyaoyao followed behind. In fact, it was difficult to follow once there were few people. He hesitated whether to catch up and reveal his identity.

Suddenly, the wind was wrapped in the tide and brought the sound of music.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized: Yi Sa probably turned on the recorder.

It was too old, but the melody was familiar, and he was focused and forgot about the speed of the car.

It is a Cantonese song, and the beginning of the sentence is "Sleeping for a hundred years, the Chinese people are gradually awakening."

The theme song of "The Great Hero Huo Yuanjia".

The surroundings are pitch black, and the air is filled with mud and water mixed with exhaust gas and the smell of trees. There is no trace of modern civilization. This melody is too easy to make people feel illusioned and has a trance of traveling through the ages.

When Ding Qi came to his senses, he realized that it was too close to the car in front.

But he immediately realized that it was not his own acceleration, but Yi Sa slowed down.

She controlled the car with her left hand, and raised her right hand with half-finger gloves high above her head. She first spread her five fingers, and then compared a "six" gesture.

At this distance, the brightness of the car, and the gestures are clearly visible, and you can even see the luster on her fingernails.

She shook her gesture three times left and right, then turned to a forward and backward direction, bent her thumb down and backward, and held her little finger high for a second or two.

This is... a water ghost trick?

Almost at the same time, Yi Sa quickly stopped, grabbed the front of the car and turned sharply, pounded the accelerator under his feet, and the motorcycle rushed into the jungle with a roar.

Ding Qi followed without thinking and immediately followed.

***

In the old days, there were many taboos for people who were catching food in the water by big rivers. They felt that in this world, the boundaries between dead and living people were obvious, and there was only one flat isolation.

For example, there are living people above the ground, and below the ground, there are dead people buried.

For example, people can walk on the water while sitting on a boat. The above water surface is the living person, and below water surface, the dead are the dead.

But there are always times when you need to work beyond the boundary, such as going into the water to catch fish, property, and corpses.

They call underwater "the other end". Underwater, people cannot open their mouths and make sounds. First, objective conditions do not allow it, and second, people carry yang energy and the middle energy in their voices will disturb the balance of "the other end".

Once the balance is broken, all kinds of terrible things will happen.

Therefore, they used various waving postures to represent common communication languages, and humbly called this posture "water ghost moves". They pretended that they were already a "water ghost" and could communicate smoothly without any obstacles.

It is easy to use, not only in water, but sometimes it will also be used in this way when it enters a cave under the ground.

When this set of "water ghost moves" was circulated at its peak, ordinary fishermen would do a few tricks to hold the oars and beat the fishermen, but after liberation, like many feudal customs, it gradually became lost, and only a few people would do it.

The posture Yi Sa just made was the most standard "water ghost move". She was saying that if you have the guts, you should follow.

***

Ding Qi knew that he had hidden his feelings, but he didn't feel frustrated, but he just felt irritated.

He increased the accelerator, bit the highlight of the fast moving forward tightly, clamped his legs to resist the vibration caused by the violent bumps in the car body, until the light of the car that was looking forward suddenly shone on a blood-red sign.

Ding Qi was shocked and subconsciously braked suddenly. He knew it was broken as soon as he pinched the brakes. The brakes were too hard. The car was just rented and it was not connected with him. The car was against people, the people against cars, and the two were unfamiliar with each other.

He could hardly respond to any response. The front of the car stopped and the rear of the car quickly threw it up, and the person and the car flew out at the same time.

In the darkness, the car swung in the air, and then made a muffled sound of hitting the tree. The whole person was uncontrollable, and he slid against the ground, grinding his clothes and broken branches all over the ground.

After finally stopping, there was no pain in my body, and my mouth was full of blood. I touched my lips with my hand, my skin was peeled off and my mouth was broken.

Ding Qi lay on the mud and calmed down for a while, enduring the pain.

Yi Sa's car sound was so absorbed by the heavy night and the thick jungle that it was so far away that it could not be heard.

He stood for a moment, and with the light from the still-lit headlights, he carefully limped back along the traces of his sliding.

Not far away, the motorcycle, which was a little twisted by the crash, leaned against the tree halfway, and the light column of the headlight hit the diagonally. In the light column, countless dust flew, and countless tiny mosquitoes flapping their wings in the light.

And the end of the light column was intercepted by a square sign.

The brand was nailed on an upright wooden stick inserted into the soil with a bright red background, the characters and paintings were pale, the line on the top was in Khmer, I couldn't understand it, but it didn't matter, the painting in the middle and the English below mean the same meaning.

The painting is a skull with a thigh skeleton obliquely crossed on the neck.

In English, it is "danger!mines!".

Two words and two exclamation marks are not to be careless.

Beware of landmines.

This is a minefield.

In Angkor Scenic Area, the guide will repeatedly remind tourists not to explore deep in the jungle, and will also present the latest data: more than 100 foreign tourists died unexpectedly in the first eight months of 2016.

The United Nations predicts that with current technology, it will take six or seven hundred years to clear the underground mines in Cambodia.

So here, landmines are not a legend of war and are not out of reach.

Ding Qi salied with bloody saliva and smiled deep in the jungle.

Before leaving, his godfather Ding Changsheng told him that after meeting, try to lower his posture. Yi Sa is a very dangerous person with a particularly strange temper. When he is in a good mood, he is a Bodhisattva, and when he is in a bad mood, he is a Yasha.

He thought Ding Changsheng was just talking, but he didn't expect that she was really cruel.

Give him such a big meeting gift.

***

There was no sun on the next day, it was rainy.

However, in such places, rainy days can be called a good weather, after all, it will be a little cooler. Zong Hang got up from the bed and looked in the mirror first. He felt that his injuries were getting better and his face was a little more rectified.

When I was in a good mood, I was restless in brushing my teeth. I felt that the bathroom could not be opened, so I shook my head and brushed into the guest room, and then brushed onto the terrace.

Just as I was about to express my feelings in my heart to the clouds, I suddenly heard the sound of the well sleeve pressing down from my ears: "Speak quietly."

His toothbrush is electric, and the buzzing sound is like a crowd of bees, which sometimes disturbs the public.

Zong Hang quickly stopped, then turned his head with a mouthful of toothpaste foam.

Jingxiu was leaning on the railing, which was completely different from the previous night: the person was soaked in a honey jar, with a little fool in his expression, and there was an unstoppable smile at the corners of his eyes, and there was a contentment in his smile.

Zong Hang looked at the glass door on the terrace, and it was closed.

No wonder he was asked to whisper, Zong Hang was not stupid: "He is back?"

Jing Xiu nodded, his eyes a little fluttering: "You said, how could he come back?"

This question has been in her mind since the man lies down on her side in the middle of the night.

Zong Hang said: "You can wait a moment."

He ran to the bathroom to rinse his mouth. The toothpaste foam stayed in his mouth for a long time, and the taste was very disgusting.

When I returned to the terrace, Jingxiu was already normal, but I was still a little imaginative: "You said, would it be for me?"

In fact, she saw the scratch on Ding Qi's face, but she still had three hopes in her heart.

If it were her sisters, they would probably agree with the affirmation and then try to prove that this is love.

Unfortunately, Zong Hang is not. He only thinks that women's brains are really good. Give her a bucket of water and she can even make up the entire Mekong River.

He believed that a woman who was infatuated could appear in the dust, but he had to say that the guests were so sincere...

He said: "They may have something to do temporarily, but they won't leave."

The truthful words were unpleasant, and Jing Xiu snorted.

Zong Hang said: "I just talked about you as a friend, and I found that you are just a little bit..."

He couldn't find a suitable word to describe: "If you have rich emotions, raise some cats and dogs, or find a reliable man. I am not a woman, and I know that I should not place my emotions on that kind..."

He thrust into the glass door.

Jing Xiu said: "That's not necessarily the case. There are always exceptions in everything, but things are done by humans."

Zong Hang said: "Then you can do whatever you want, sooner or later you will suffer."

Jing Xiu stared at him.

Zong Hang was so sad that he felt embarrassed: "What are you doing?"

Did he say it wrong? No, every word is precious and hard-working.

Jing Xiu said: "Zonghang, you are young and there are no taboos. How could you live so well? Just like an old man who teaches life experience to his younger generations - it's all others who teach you, you do it honestly, and then turn around and use this mold to cover it for others?"
To be continued...