Goldfinger is a bit strange

Young Master Li watched the show for a while, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart: If these two groups of people fight, hehe...

Thinking of this, he stepped lightly on Li Zeming under the table with his foot.

Li Zeming was also stretching his neck to watch the show. He was interrupted and was about to get angry, but he saw his cousin looking at him and blinking a few times.

After a long career as a follower, Li Zeming quickly understood Young Master Li's intention, so he nodded quietly.

At this time, Song Lei's low voice sounded again: "Xiao Zhan, give me a reason."

When Li Zeming heard it, he quickly took advantage of the opportunity to say: "Brother Lei, you may not know that the guy who hit people is called Liu Qingshan, the boss of their Longteng Company, and he is usually very arrogant."wWw.7

"Those people are counting on him for food, of course they won't agree to you."

Li Zeming has no other skills, but he is good at flattering and fanning the flames.

"Liu Qingshan..." Song Lei muttered, his face suddenly darkened: "I know, Shengli's thing was done by you?"

The Shengli he mentioned was naturally Qi Shengli. The two families had a good relationship. Qi Shengli was forced to go abroad, and he certainly knew the reason.

Liu Qingshan didn't want to deal with these guys who resold approval documents. In his opinion, if they had a little bit of potential, they would not do this kind of business.

Just like Xiao Wu and Wang Zhan in front of him, although they also had bad habits, they never got involved in reselling approval documents.

And Liu Qingshan was still thinking about Brother Hai's affairs, so he stood up, didn't even look at him, and walked straight out of the restaurant.

"Brother Lei, this kid is too arrogant!"

Chu Zhengnan held his palms, and now he was almost like a pig's hand.

"I just said that this kid is very arrogant." Of course, Li Zeming would not miss the opportunity.

Song Lei didn't say anything, but his face was gloomy, like the sky before a storm, with lightning and thunder.

After leaving the restaurant, Liu Qingshan asked Cao Xiaofei to send Lin Zizhou home, and he got into Wang Zhan's car.

At this moment, he had made up his mind: "Xiao Zhan, I'm going out for a while, you take care of the family."

After that, he said to the two girls sitting in the back row: "Don't worry, I will definitely find Brother Hai back."

Liu Qingshan has been trying to change Brother Hai's fate, so he will never allow his efforts to be wasted, and he doesn't want to lose a talented poet.

Even if Brother Hai is an ordinary person, he will go on this trip, because such innocent people will become less and less in the future.

"I'll go too."

A soft voice came from behind, although the tone was soft, but the tone was extremely firm.

"Xiao Xu, don't make trouble with it, your body is weak."

Xiao Li was anxious when she heard it, and she grabbed her good sister's arm.

The other girl was extremely stubborn:

"I want to go!"

Xiao Li just grabbed her good sister's arm and stopped trying to persuade her. She knew Xiao Xu's temperament too well. Once she made a decision, she would never change it.

Liu Qingshan had to admit that this was also a fool.

In this regard, she and Senior Brother Hai were really similar. They were both the kind of people who should only live in dreams.

"Then let's go together." Liu Qingshan really couldn't refuse.

"Okay, when do we leave?" Miss Xiao Xu asked in a low voice.

"Tomorrow, I still need to prepare." Liu Qingshan knew that many places in the borderland of this era were uninhabited and really dangerous.

After sending the two girls back to their residence, Liu Qingshan checked the last letter sent back by Senior Brother Hai. The address was Karamay.

He quickly made a decision: fly directly to Urumqi tomorrow, and then go to Karamay. After that, he would determine the next itinerary.

Ask Wang Zhan to send someone to book air tickets. Liu Qingshan plans to take Cao Xiaofei and Wang Xiaobing with him, and find two more retired soldiers. It would be even better if he could find some who retired in the border area.

Liu Qingshan can speak Uyghur, but he can only say "Ya Kexi".

He called the film and television city and contacted Wang Xiaobing. When he told him about the matter, he was really surprised.

There were really two retired car soldiers from the border area at their construction site, and one of them could speak Uyghur.

This was really a good sign. Liu Qingshan hurriedly asked Wang Xiaobing and the others to go to his house together. After they met up, he asked the two car soldiers what they needed to prepare, after all, they were professionals.

When Liu Qingshan went out, Xiaoxu followed him with only a small bag on his back.

Looking at the girl's posture, she was obviously afraid that Liu Qingshan would dump her.

Liu Qingshan nodded, which was considered as tacit approval of the other party's behavior.

Xiaoli behind her was in tears, as if she was parting with her life and death.

"Don't worry, I will come back." It was Xiaoxu who comforted her good sister.

When Liu Qingshan and his friends arrived home, Aunt Lu was immediately amazed by the red-eyed Xiaoxu girl. She immediately held her hand and asked about her life. She secretly admired in her heart: Look at this girl, she looks like she just walked out of a TV series.

Not long after, Cao Xiaofei and Wang Xiaobing also came, leading two young men in their twenties.

Cao Xiaofei pointed to the tall, thin, dark-skinned man and introduced him: "Boss, this is Wang Xiang."

He pointed to another shorter, red-faced man: "This is Li Likun, he once took a local name, Yalikun."

"Mr. Liu." The two men were still a little nervous.

Liu Qingshan shook hands with them: "You're welcome. From now on you will follow Xiaobing and the others, just call me boss."

After speaking, he asked Li Likun: "What does your name mean?"

Li Likun scratched his neck, then pulled down the collar of the Ministry of Labor work clothes, revealing a red birthmark:

"When I was a transport soldier, I once drove a local woman who was having difficulty giving birth to the hospital. Then the elder of her family gave me the name Alecun."

"Alecion means flame. They worship fire. They say that my birthmark is like a flame, which can suppress evil and bring good luck."

Liu Qingshan took a closer look at Li Likun's birthmark. Not to mention, it did look like a flame.

The next step was to prepare some clothes. When Li Likun asked everyone to bring their down jackets, Xiao Xu was a little puzzled: "Isn't it summer now?"

"The temperature difference over there is big." Li Likun explained. The saying "wearing a cotton-padded jacket in the morning and wearing gauze in the afternoon, holding the stove and eating watermelon" describes that place.

"Then there are shoes. Leather shoes are definitely not good. There are more Gobi deserts over there." Wang Xiang also looked at the leather sandals on the girl's feet and added.

Liu Qingshan simply led everyone to the store, but many things were robbed.

Li Likun suggested that he go to the capital over there to make purchases, and the things there were more suitable.

After returning home, Liu Qingshan thought about it and went out to make a phone call.

The phone number was left by Uncle Lu and the others when they called back last time. Since they are going to the border together, Liu Qingshan is also going to have a look there.

Liu Qingshan called the leader of the unit again to ask for leave. This was naturally no problem.

After getting ready, a group of six people boarded the plane the next morning.

The plane flew for six or seven hours before arriving at the capital of the autonomous region. The plane at this time was still much slower than in later generations.

Liu Qingshan looked at his watch. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, but the sun was still hot. Looking up at the sun, it was still early to the west.

Liu Qingshan then remembered that there was a time difference of more than two hours between here and the capital. This trip was really far enough.

Over in the capital, it’s already early summer, but here, it’s still spring in May.

After leaving the airport and entering the city, everyone immediately felt the different architecture and ethnic customs.

There are many men wearing small hats and women wearing flowered headscarves on the road, wearing robes or long skirts with distinctive ethnic characteristics.

However, there are also many Han people living in Northern Xinjiang, and almost half of the pedestrians on the road are Han Chinese.

Li Likun asked Liu Qingshan and decided to find a place to settle down first.

It is now close to seven o'clock in the evening. Stores and other places basically get off work at seven o'clock. If you want to purchase items, you have to wait until tomorrow morning. The work here usually starts at ten o'clock in the morning.

The group of people found a hotel nearby and looked at the plaque. It said "Tianshan Hotel", but there was another line of text on it, which Liu Qingshan didn't recognize.

When I entered, I discovered that this was a hotel owned by Uighurs. The owner was a bearded man who spoke Mandarin with a weird accent.

Li Likun simply communicated with him in the local language. Especially after Li Likun showed him the birthmark on his neck, the bearded man quickly smiled and seemed much more enthusiastic.

As for Xiaoxu, a girl, Li Likun asked her to have a room alone, and the rest stayed in two more rooms.

After settling in, Li Likun led everyone out to eat.

Li Likun chatted with Big Beard for a while, and then Big Beard took them directly to a nearby restaurant, saying that it served authentic local food.

It was truly authentic. The large plate of chicken took up half the table when it was served; the stewed mutton was also authentic and very tender.

Of course, the authentic kebabs are indispensable. There is a big table, which is basically more meat and less vegetarian.

Liu Qingshan led Wang Xiaobing and others, and they ate happily. Only Miss Xiaoxu had a bland taste, and she had no appetite. She only ate the roasted potatoes in the large plate of chicken.

It was already after nine o'clock after dinner, but it wasn't dark outside yet, so everyone strolled back to the hotel to sleep.

The next morning, after purchasing some practical items, everyone got on the long-distance bus and rushed to Karamay.

There are no flights or railways there now, so long-distance buses are the only option.

The bus left the capital and headed northwest. Gradually, it entered the Gobi Desert. Looking around, it was desolate. This made Liu Qingshan and the others more and more worried.

This journey is six to seven hundred miles, and many of the passengers on the bus are from the oil industry, because Karamay is a famous oil city.

There were also more than a dozen ethnic minorities sitting in the car, and Liu Qingshan couldn't tell which ethnic group they were.

They all sat in a small group and did not mingle with the oil workers and cadres.

One of the men had a big bird squatting on his shoulders. Although he was wearing a hood, one look at the wings and claws showed that it was obviously a bird of prey.

There were also a few people wearing small hats and several musical instruments on their seats. Liu Qingshan recognized them all: Dutar.

This is because of the old movie "Visitors from the Iceberg", which contains a classic episode "Missing Comrades":

"When I parted from her, it was like the Nadutar was hanging on the wall."

Seeing Miss Xiaoxu's frown, Wang Xiang and Li Likun introduced the scene outside the window to everyone.

Wang Xiang pointed outside and shouted again: "Look at that, that's the desert poplar, known as a 3,000-year-old tree, which means it lives for a thousand years and does not die, dies for a thousand years and does not fall, and falls for a thousand years and remains immortal."

Not far below the road, there is a solitary tree, standing in the vast Gobi Desert, with a sense of isolation from the world.

"Comrades, get off the bus for a while, men on the left and women on the right." The driver shouted from the front, and the bus stopped.

Most of the people in the car were men, only Xiao Xu and two women from ethnic minorities. The two of them said something and then pulled Xiao Xu to the other side.

Liu Qingshan also stretched his waist, the car was shaking badly.

Then he saw the people in ethnic minority costumes in the car running towards the poplar tree, shouting "Toklak".

Liu Qingshan asked Li Likun and found out that it was Uyghur, and Toklak means the most beautiful tree.

These people also beat hand drums, and a few of them played musical instruments. According to Li Likun, those instruments included Rewap, Ejek, Dutar, etc. The music was simple and desolate, and the singing of these people was almost roaring and shouting. Liu Qingshan suddenly remembered: Isn't this Duolang Muqam, the most representative improvisational song in Duolang culture. If Duolang is unfamiliar, then its other transliteration may be more familiar, that is Daolang. Later, a singer used the name Daolang. Listening to the desolate songs of those ethnic minorities, Liu Qingshan seemed to be infected, and he also walked towards the poplar. Half of the mottled trunk has died, but the other half is still growing tenaciously. The rugged tree roots exposed on the surface seem to record the vicissitudes of thousands of years. Walking with Liu Qingshan, there was also a girl named Xiaoxu. She also stroked the tree trunk with her hand and murmured, "You have stood here for a thousand years, what are you waiting for?"

The girl seemed to be touched by her thoughts and tears fell.

In the vast Gobi Desert, under the vicissitudes of the poplar trees, Liu Qingshan's singing suddenly sounded:

"Let me grow for three thousand years and wander in the world,"

"Even if I am a poplar in Kashgar,"

"I will look for you carefully for centuries,"

"Find you in the cycle of life..."

The desolate singing echoed in the Gobi Desert, and those Uyghur compatriots also stopped their original singing and gradually gathered around Liu Qingshan.

The instruments in their hands also echoed Liu Qingshan's singing, beating and plucking out the same vicissitudes of the melody.

"I am not afraid of rain, wind, sun, and being hurt by the desert sand,"

"Let my heart be exposed to the sun to confess to you,"

"I would rather my body be weathered by the years,"

"I also want you to feel my true love..."

Liu Qingshan's voice is extremely penetrating and has the power to shock people.

The Uyghur compatriots who accompanied the song were also infected and shouted to the sky: "Oh oh oh ah yi..."

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky is gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone has splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink has soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds are stacked and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of the gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novel app to read the latest chapters for free without ads. Bloody rain, with sadness, falls to the mortal world.

The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The city is full of broken walls and ruins, everything is withered, collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The bustling streets in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remains, which is indistinguishable and shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage is deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of gloomy weirdness.

The turbid eyes seem to have some resentment, looking at the mottled stones in front alone.

There, a figure is lying.

This is a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his tattered coat from all directions, attacked his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

The website is about to close, download the Aiyue app to read the latest content for free But even if the rain fell on his face, he did not blink, staring coldly at the distance like a falcon.

Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement would instantly take it off.

Download the Aiyue novel app and read the latest chapters without ads for free. And the boy, like a hunter, patiently waited for the opportunity.

After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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