Third watch

"Why is there no way?" Lu Xiaolu was taken aback.

Ye Xun did not speak.

Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses slowly, and couldn't help but look at the non-existent window on the wall of the car.

Truth told them to set off in the middle of the night, and they opened the back door with the lights on. Does that mean that the carriage is going now, not the back alley during the day, and the carriage was silent for a while. Lu Xiaolu's question made everyone start Silently speculate on where their destination is - or whether they can come back safely.

I will still be like Wang Dazhuang and the others, never returning,

Only the little white dog on Ye Xun's lap yawned calmly.

The sound of the paper horse's hooves was still crisp, but it should have left the back alley by now, but Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but start thinking, is this sound still from stepping on the ground?

Lu Xiaolu scratched Master Bai's chin repeatedly, and suddenly sneezed while scratching.

Master Bai immediately jumped onto Wang Xiaoming's lap in disgust, and slapped Lu Xiaolu with his tail in dissatisfaction.

Wang Xiaoming also shuddered involuntarily. Although it was summer, the coolness in the middle of the night was still something to be underestimated.

Ye Xun raised his eyebrows, Zhong Yi touched the wall of the car thoughtfully, and said to Lu Xiaolu, "Take out the things."

Lu Xiaolu: "Huh?"

Master Bai went to pick up his backpack.

"It's a bit cold." Wang Xiaoming said, "Has the temperature dropped?"

Lu Xiaolu came to his senses and took out the bottle of white wine.

"Why is it so cold?" Lu Xiaolu's nose was itchy - he has allergic rhinitis and is very sensitive to temperature changes.

Wang Xiaoming also felt cold: "Is it out of the suburbs? I knew I should have brought a coat..."

"It's useless to bring anything." Zhong Yi said: "It's cold to the bone. Wearing short sleeves is as cold as wearing a military coat."

As if to confirm his words, the wind blowing in through the crack of the car door became a bit cooler.

Now both Lu Xiaolu and Wang Xiaoming felt that it was very wise for Zhong Yi not to make car windows.

The four of them squeezed into the carriage, sipping a sip of white wine in turn like beating drums to pass flowers.

"What's going on here?" Wang Xiaoming seldom drank alcohol, and once the wine entered his throat, he felt extremely spicy.

"Probably went to some cold place." Ye Xun said: "Do you think the carriage transformed by the reincarnation technique will take you trotting on the road at midnight? If so, he will make this carriage into a It's open."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi said: "Don't look at me, I don't know where I'm going now. I just heard about similar experiences, so I made this little preparation."

"Experience?" Lu Xiaolu suddenly became interested.

"It's not so much an experience, it's better to talk about the experience of the predecessors." Zhong Yi said lightly: "A senior once folded a paper boat and wanted to cross the River of Forgotten, but he didn't break the boat's canopy, and his eyes were burned by the dark fire on the river. Just go blind."

"Especially where our destination is and where we will pass, we must be more cautious. It is best not to see or listen." Ye Xun said.

"It's getting colder." Wang Xiaoming muttered, and took another sip of his wine—he felt that it was getting colder.

After a few sips, Wang Xiaoming, who had the least amount of alcohol, couldn't do it anymore. He pulled Zhong Yi and said, "Your face has narrowed. Are you losing weight?"

Zhong Yi looked at him calmly: "You are drunk."

Wang Xiaoming: "...Huh?"

"It's all right." Zhong Yi turned his face away.

Lu Xiaolu's face was also a little red: "Hey, I feel a little hot."

"You can't take off your clothes no matter how hot it is." Zhong Yi said.

Wang Xiaoming said, "Why take off your clothes?"

Zhong Yi said, "I didn't talk to you."

"Why don't you talk to me? You just want to watch him undress?"

"Why do I want to see him take off his clothes?" Zhong Yi pursed his lips and glared at Wang Xiaoming whose eyes were out of focus.

"Show off." Wang Xiaoming said: "You want to take off your clothes, and then ask him to take off his clothes, and then you two can laugh at my figure together... What's so great about my abs? I have them too, you touch them."

Lu Xiaolu stretched out his hand to pinch his stomach: "Oh, really!"

Wang Xiaoming was happy: "How much?"

"50 yuan!" Lu Xiaolu replied seriously: "I counted it!"

Zhong Yi: "..."

Now he knows that Lu Xiaolu's drinking capacity is not much better than Wang Xiaoming's.

"You touch too." Wang Xiaoming turned his head aggressively and ordered Ye Xun again.

"No touch." Ye Xun said calmly.

"He also looks down on me." Wang Xiaoming said to Lu Xiaolu.

Lu Xiaolu hiccupped: "Maybe he has 100 yuan abs."

"Really?" Wang Xiaoming's eyes widened: "Let me see."

Zhong Yi immediately held Wang Xiaoming's outstretched paw vigilantly: "Don't move!"

"Xiao Lu!" Wang Xiaoming shouted.

Zhong Yi immediately handed the wine bottle to Lu Xiaolu, Lu Xiaolu said, "Hey, it's delicious, this wine."

Wang Xiaoming: "Really? Then I'll take a sip..."

Seeing his attention shifted, Zhong Yi let go of his hand, but Wang Xiaoming threw his carbine back immediately and threw himself on his stomach.

"Don't move." Wang Xiaoming was a little slurred: "Come on, let me count, one, two, three, four, five..."

Lu Xiaolu: "It's delicious after drinking, it's so hot."

Zhong Yi: "..."

The drunk Wang Xiaoming is completely unreasonable, plus Lu Xiaolu who is adding fuel to the fire and Ye Xun who is standing by and watching, it is not easy to restrain Wang Xiaoming in the narrow carriage-waiting for Zhong Yi to finally get the octopus-like Wang Xiaoming When he caught him, Wang Xiaoming didn't know how many places he touched on him.

Ye Xun smiled lightly: "You two have a good relationship."

Lu Xiaolu said, "Not bad, not bad!"

"Shut up." Zhong Yi calmly pressed Wang Xiaoming, and slapped Lu Xiaolu.

Wang Xiaoming took advantage of the situation and fell, threw himself on Zhong Yi's lap and did not move.

Ye Xun said: "I thought it was a childish thing when you said you wanted to find Wang Xiaoming when you were young. So you have been secretly in love for so many years? Brother, I am a little moved."

Zhong Yi said, "Fart."

"You always talked about Wang Xiaoming when you were young," Ye Xun said more and more vigorously: "Say it early, I won't discriminate against you... After all, I have admired someone for so long, and it's normal to have a heart of admiration—you Now that I have a boyfriend, Master Bai should belong to me."

"Worship me, this guy has been praised by the old man, but he is actually just a fool." Zhong Yi said, "I knew he was a squib..."

Zhong Yi lowered his eyes and didn't finish his sentence.

Ye Xun propped his head on one hand, and looked at Zhong Yi with his eyes hanging: "In this case, let's forget about Master Bai. After this matter is over, I will go to Yunnan and Guizhou. Maybe he is interested."

Zhong Yi glanced at him.

"In the past few years, the guys I've been looking for are getting bigger and bigger, and I'm a bit powerless." Ye Xun said, "If he's interested——"

"Don't be too sentimental." Zhong Yi immediately said mercilessly: "No matter how deep-rooted a person is, he won't like a person who repeatedly hits his eyes, and he will only hinder him."

"In this case, why have you been hanging around with him for so long?" Ye Xun said.

Zhong Yi said: "My legs are thick enough not to be dragged."

"Then Master Bai will give it to me."

Zhong Yi glared at him.

Ye Xun also looked at him with hanging eyes.

Then the two sneered together and turned their heads away.

When Wang Xiaoming woke up, the cold had completely receded, but the carriage was still going.

He pinched his ears hard to wake up - he was so drunk that he fell asleep even though it was a very dangerous journey.

Lu Xiaolu beat him to more food, his face was pressed against the wall of the car, and he muttered a few inaudible words from time to time.

"Are you awake?" Zhong Yi said.

Wang Xiaoming felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Zhong Yi beside him was still acting straight, with the same expression as when he got in the car: "Well, how long have you been walking?"

Zhong Yi looked at his watch: "Four hours."

Wang Xiaoming was startled: "So long?"

Zhong Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't this a carriage made of magic? I thought it could shrink the ground and go up to the sky." Wang Xiaoming said.

"How do you know it hasn't shrunk to the sky?" Ye Xun coolly interjected.

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback.

If this is the case and it takes so long to go, where do they have to go to be the end?

The sound of horseshoes outside the car stopped at some point. The paper horse seemed to have stepped on the grass, without any bumps at all. Only the shaking of the car made people feel that they were not standing still.

Wang Xiaoming took a sneak peek at Zhong Yi, and seriously suspected that this guy hadn't even changed his sitting posture since he got on the bus—sometimes Zhong Yi's self-discipline was almost abnormal, not at all like a young man of his age, but like a young man. veteran.

His back is always straight, his jaw and neck are always in a firm arc, and his shoulders are—

Wang Xiaoming was thinking about how Zhong Yi's abdominal muscles would compare with his own after taking off his shirt, when Zhong Yi suddenly turned his face, Wang Xiaoming's gaze was caught.

Zhong Yi: "?"

Wang Xiaoming: "...you don't look good when you drink, it's completely different from Lu Xiaolu haha."

Zhong Yi looked at him inexplicably: "Don't you think there is something more important than my face?"

Wang Xiaoming thought that since it was not important, how about changing our faces (and figures).

Zhong Yi frowned: "Hello."

Wang Xiaoming: "Huh?"

Zhong Yi: "You haven't found out yet?"

"What?" Wang Xiaoming was puzzled.

Lu Xiaolu opened his eyes in a daze: "Huh? The car stopped."

Zhong Yi stuffed Lord Bai into his satchel and opened the car door.

A gust of cool wind poured in.

Zhong Yi jumped out of the car first, and Wang Xiaoming followed nervously.

Lu Xiaolu's alcohol was more than half over, and the nervousness and fear were melted away by the liquor, so he also climbed out of the car: "Are you there?"

"Probably." Zhong Yi said.

Wang Xiaoming stared at the scene in front of him: "Where is this place?"

Although it took less than half a day to walk, the sky here is completely bright—it is not entirely correct to say that it is bright.

Because the whole sky here is dark, with deep and light yellow-purple patches piled up on the dark gray sky, it looks like those clouds have produced some kind of strange lesion.

The carriage stopped under a small crooked and thin tree. The ground was covered with dry yellow mud. In front of it was a sunken slope. In the distance, a group of crowded green brick and black tile houses could be vaguely seen.

"It looks like a village." Lu Xiaolu squinted his eyes and said, "It looks a bit familiar. The Huizhou architecture...does it look like those villages where we sketched in the mountains in our sophomore year?"

"But it looks more dilapidated." Wang Xiaoming said, "But it does look alike. Where is this place? Jiangxi? Anhui?"

In fact, he wanted to ask: Is this still the world?

He had never been in this kind of place in his life - just standing there was depressing.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the little white dog in Ye Xun's hand. The little white dog raised its hind legs and scratched its ears.

"Go first." Zhong Yi said.