Otherworldly Merchant

This guy looks ordinary, but he throws it in a pile of people without a scratch.

But his eyes were weird, and I didn't know if I'd been in the line too long, and some of them were too sensitive. I always felt like he was looking deep into his soul when he was targeting every passenger, and he had a sense of arbitrariness.

It's like a butcher facing a lamb to be slaughtered, who lives and dies only in his mind.

Especially when his eyes skipped Qin Na, he still had a slight suspicion, then swept me very vigilantly and quickly moved away.

“No! There must be something wrong."

I secretly pinched a smudge of sand, drew a warning sign at the corner of my clothes with Qin Na, and raised 12 points of caution.

The travel route is said to have just been developed, and only this agency sends flights every half month, counting as the third.

The destination is a pristine village close to the Central and Cross border, still centuries old, so there are no shopping points at all.

I haven't slept all night, and I've torn it up for half a day. I'm really sleepy. I fainted and fell asleep as soon as I got on the plane.

He got off the plane and closed his eyes again in the shaky Big Barry.

“Wow, that's beautiful!” In confusion, I was suddenly awakened by a scream.

At first glance, the window was nearly dusk, and the sun was bright and bright at night, like a can of oil thrown by someone, it would drop at any moment.

The roads are cluttered with grass and flowers - yellow as golden, blue as sky - surrounded by the light of Evening Xiayu, like a slide screen.

We're in fairy tale colors, walking fast.

Those who had complained more than once because the hostel had not arranged hotel accommodation, or were sleepy, immediately got excited and took out their cell phones and kept shooting.

But at this time, Qin Na was perverse, the whole person stayed, eyes wide open, silly looking at everything in front of her.

“Friends! Now you know why we're not resting in the hotel?” The short, fat guide is delightful: “If we stay in the hotel, how can we see such a beautiful view? We're staying in the village of Zaguri tonight. Remember all the precautions you told us before we left? I repeat, ha...”

Long before he left, he repeatedly stressed that the village was extremely ancient and remote.

Villagers, whose most primitive way of life has lasted for centuries, did not welcome outsiders long ago, even considering them enemies. Even now, only their travel agency can enter the village.

In his words, it was the happiest people who could take part in the trip.

Villages are primitive, old, and naturally retain some very strange customs. He told us not to be too surprised by what we saw, let alone break the rules of the villagers.

For example, don't go out at night, and don't talk to villagers even if you have to. Don't pick flowers and grass, let alone leave your name engraved, and most importantly, don't take pictures with villagers.

Because the villagers think that photography kills souls, it is likely that you will be treated as your enemy, and the consequences are very serious.

In case anyone fails to follow the rules, what happens, the consequences are self-inflicted...

Shorty Fatty was very serious and repeatedly stressed, every time he said one, he asked: "Do you remember? ”

Everyone was a little tired of listening, impatient to cope, and their minds had long gone to that ancient and mysterious unknown village.

The bus took another step forward and suddenly stopped.

The fat guide said that the road in the village was not yet accessible, and everyone had to walk a little bit to cross a hill to get there.

The crowd even took a flying car. They had already had some sore waist and legs. When they heard they had to walk, they all had some unpleasant beeping.

But the beeping back to the beeping, still honestly carrying the backpack and dragging the luggage down.

Qin Na didn't bring anything, just a handful of snacks, and I walked at the end with a backpack.

The vast majority of this group are young people and are basically small couples.

Besides that, there are also a pair of young people with glasses, gray hair and two bites, and three young people who are angry, most strikingly, there is a tall, thin foreigner.

The group was already ready. The hat and the flag in our hands were all glowing and shiny. Don't have any fun with the four flowers, the sun and the sun.

It's just that the road is really far away, walking, everyone lost interest in viewing photos, gradually complained, and complained more and more, from time to time, how far is it.

The fat guide said, “Almost there. Almost there. ”

The surrounding glow slowly faded, and the evening summer had settled. The sky was like a black pot with a backdrop. Black was not revealing a little void, and dark was everywhere.

The light on our heads and hands is the only light that shines in this silence.

Everyone complained, concealed, but the anger of their hearts was also spiralling.

After turning over a bald hill, in the darkness ahead, a hill appeared like a bun's head, and the crowd immediately shouted: “Didn't you say there was only one hill? ”

“That's right, how come it's so far away! ”

“Hey, can you count on it? ”

……

“Take it easy, take it easy, everybody!” The fat guide waved the flag in his hand continuously: "No more climbing, there's a tunnel at the mouth of the mountain, and when we get there, we can take the car. ”

“Who are you ignoring?” One of the young men with long hair said angrily: "In such a remote place, there is no road, where is there no tunnel? What kind of car are you in? ”

“That's right!" answered Hiraki, accompanying him. “It's not far to go. How long has it been? You're fucking kidding us. ”

Another young woman dressed in style went on to complain: "What other high-end tour group, the perfect service, the most memorable enjoyment, is this the service you give us the most memorable? I've been on so many tours, I'm the most tired this time. ”

“My feet are swollen. ”

“We haven't even had a meal since we left! ”

“What are you guys doing? ”

“I'm not leaving! Retreat!”

The resentment broke out and everyone surrounded the fat tour group.

“Take it easy, take it easy, everybody! There's a tunnel! There's a car!” The fat guide stretched out his hands, which was an embarrassing explanation.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something new. Far behind the team, I said to Qin Na: "If you don't believe me, ask the girl. She came here last time. ”