Mixed Miners

Sitting in a Lantern three scorpion specially arranged in a lantern town, a group of Yangling people set foot on the road back to Chiang Mai.

Two women and two foreigners have been staring at Yang Ling like an alien. The Yang Ling, who looks all the way, is hairy. The four eyes of the hook are full of the lethality of the spirits.

However, Dou Yuntao has turned over and studied the black wooden fish in his hand. He is very impressed by the wood that looks like a golden star in the black: "This wood is good. If the car is made into a string, it will be a tall hand! It’s worth it!”

Nima, Yang Ling’s face suddenly became dark.

Laozi, this is a good or bad star, not to say that there is no earth, even in the realm of cultivation, this is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, you have to take the car beads, let those refiners know that you still don’t drive you into a car. bead! Moreover, it is estimated that there is no machine car on this piece of wood.

Then he reached out and said, "Give me back!"

"This is mine!" Dou Yuntao unceremoniously took a raft of rafters.

Yang Ling's face was pumped a few times and said: "This is the guy I am trying to eat, and I am not careful that this big fairy will give you a super curse!"

Dou Yuntao stunned and reluctantly returned the wooden fish to Yang Ling, and then touched Yang Ling’s hand and touched it. "The second child, the two great immortals~"

Yang Ling’s goose bumps opened the hand of the goods, and he said with no anger: “This is a good instrument, you can’t use it!”

"You can teach me!" Dou Yuntao immediately jumped up, and the three scorpions that sat down shook a few times and almost rolled over.

Yang Ling couldn't help but turn a blind eye. "I followed the old Taoist priests to practice seven or seven... um, Sanqi... It was only in the year of 1918 that you have the current way, you... or go back and continue. Decay life! Go buy a small island, buy a luxury yacht, bubble girl fishing..."

"No~ No~" Dou Yuntao didn't know what to do when he was excited. "I have been envious and longing for those mana who have been boundless by the ages, and have driven the demons to demon, except for the devils, the second child~~"

When Dou Yuntao spoke, the voice was turning.

Yang Ling couldn't help but licked it. He felt that the goose bumps came out, so he said with a black line: "Go back and talk about it!"

After more than three hours, the three-scorpion motorcycle finally reached Chiang Mai. Several people went to the hotel to take a brief rest. Yang Ling went to the service desk to inquire about the return ticket, but was told that there was a terrorist attack in Chiang Mai airport in the early morning. Now, the terrorists have hijacked several hostages and are still confronting the police in the waiting hall. Today Chiang Mai Airport has been closed.

Yang Ling had no choice but to check the ticket for returning to Bangkok airport on the Internet and found that it was sold out in the last week.

If he is alone, he can ask Guo Peng to help him get a ticket, but there are five people at the moment, not counting two foreigners. This request is a bit too much.

I wiped, Yang Ling felt that the fate of her history had never been correct, so she had to go back and discuss with Dou Yuntao.

"Would you like to play in Chiang Mai for a few more days?" Yang Ling thought that anyway, Dou Yuntao had already been rescued. Now, there is nothing wrong with returning to China anyway. It is better to have a trip and play for a few more days.

However, this proposal was immediately rejected by Dou Yuntao and two women.

After this terrible shock, they no longer want to stay in this fierce country for even one day. Two women have been calling home since the return to the hotel, crying and screaming.

This nightmare, I am afraid, will leave a shadow of a lifetime in their future life, saying that dreams will not be awakened.

Yang Ling looked at a few people and felt a little difficult. So he checked it on the mobile phone and said, "If you want to go back to China soon, you can only take the road. Chiang Mai is only 30 kilometers away from the southern border of Myanmar. As long as we enter Myanmar, we can basically go back in one day."

"Go ~, go to Myanmar!" Dou Yuntao can't wait to stand up, the two women are crying and crying and starting to pack things up, even the two foreigners who seem to be coming to the wind are also standing up.

Yang Ling couldn't help but let some sticks say to them, let them rest in Chiang Mai for a few days to supplement their bodies and go home.

I didn't expect the two foreigners to shake like a rattle, even more exciting than painting.

Yang Lin looked at the two necks that were weak and weak. I was afraid that I would fall a few more times and I would fall down. I asked the stick: "What are the two guys talking about?"

"Boss, they said that they want to leave this horrible country with us, and they don't want to stay any longer. They also said that they have no money, no passport, and nothing is lost..."

Ok! Yang Ling had to accept his life. The so-called rescue and rescue was thorough. He sent the Buddha to the west. It seems that there are two more international friends dragging the oil bottle. Originally, Yang Ling intends to throw two foreigners in Chiang Mai.

Looking at Yang Ling nodded, the two foreigners immediately burst into tears, and said in a crappy Chinese language, thank you!

Since we left, everyone couldn’t stay any longer, so I walked out of the hotel and Yang Ling and the stick went to inquire about the car that went down in Myanmar.

Because Dou Yuntao’s passports and parcels don’t know which one to drop in Xihe Village, they are now black accounts. The formal channels may not be inseparable from Thailand, but they must be reissued in accordance with the consistent style of the domestic government. It’s estimated that it won’t be done for three or five days.

Ten minutes later, Yang Ling negotiated with a local driver, one thousand each. This person promised to send Yangling seven of them to Myanmar, and also sent a fake passport for each person.

After paying the money~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not long, a local person rushed in and handed a few passports to the driver. The driver dropped a few dollars to the person and handed the passport to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling looked at it with five fake passports.

These fake passports and their real passports look almost the same. Even the visa inspection stamps entering Thailand are almost the same, and everyone's time is still different. The obvious documents are very professional and careful.

The idiot who remembered the pillars could see the greasy fake driver's license at a glance, and added a few points to the contempt of the Chinese.

Although they are all false certificates, the difference is that Mao is so big?

An hour later, a ragged, forestry patrol van stopped in a very remote mountain on the Thai-Myanmar border.

Yang Ling and his team went out. Apart from Yang Ling stick Dou Yuntao, the remaining two women and two foreigners, almost screaming on the side of the road, couldn’t get up. The road that I just came can’t be described by the road. The bends are winding and rugged, and the vans are all over the way. (To be continued.)