The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1153 Wild Rose Gifted to Uncle (1)

[Successful collection of soul fragments]
[Obtain Soul Fragment*2]
[Currently, there are *13 soul fragments (of which *7 soul fragments are all willingly given by the fragments)]
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Achin Gongjia West No Man's Land.

On a tourist group bus, Aunt Jiang woke up from the shaking of the bus. She slowly opened her eyes, only to feel that it was extremely difficult for her to breathe.

Aunt Jiang frowned. It seemed that there were many passengers sitting beside her, and those passengers kept arguing in their ears.

She adjusted her breathing and buried her whole face in the brown knitted scarf.

Aunt Jiang turned her head and glanced at the glass of the car window, she could vaguely see her current attire.

The girl in the car window was wearing a pair of black sunglasses and a black mask, her entire face was buried in the scarf, making it airtight.The weather in this place is cold, the temperature is extremely low, and the oxygen is thin.

Aunt Jiang began to observe the scenery outside the window again.

The yellow sandy mountain peaks stretch endlessly, and from a distance, there are endless ups and downs of glaciers.

Did she... go to some remote place?

The people in the car were still arguing, Aunt Jiang pursed her lips slightly, the milk dumpling hadn't appeared yet, and she didn't understand what was going on, so she could only calm down and listen to what they were talking about.

An uncle wearing a thick green army coat and a black felt hat with his hands in his sleeves said to the tour guide in the car with a very bad attitude: "What's the matter with you? You don't mean to go to the herdsmen Are you resting in the district? Where are you taking us?"

"Yeah, what kind of place is this, there's no one there!"

"I'm so dizzy now, I just want to vomit, stop now!"

"Yes, stop now!"

"You drive like this, believe it or not, I will call and complain about your tour group now!"

Seeing that the people in the car became more and more emotional, and some even stood up directly, wanting to fight with the tour guide, or trying to prevent the driver from driving forcibly getting out of the car, the tour guide and the driver also became anxious.

The tour guide is a middle-aged woman in her thirties and 40s. She wears thick Tibetan clothes. Her rough black hair is blown into a slanted braid. She is probably a local here. She has been exposed to the wind and rain all year round. Extra rough and wheat-colored.

Seeing that they were all excited, the tour guide finally couldn't pretend anymore. She also said a little scared: "Everyone, please be calm and don't be impatient. Sit down first, sit down first and listen to me carefully."

Seeing the tour guide like this, the others snorted coldly and sat down.

The uncle who spoke at the beginning glared at the tour guide in displeasure, "Tell me, I see what you have to say!"

Hearing this, the tour guide said helplessly: "It's really not that we don't want to take everyone to rest in the herdsmen's area, but you have also seen it just now. When our car was driving on the road, there was a strong wind and sand. The signal in this place is not good. , The wind and sand changed the route, and to tell you the truth, our driver can’t find the way back to the herdsman’s area—”

Before the tour guide finished speaking, the naked eye could see a huge gust of wind blowing up the sand on the ground outside the car window, and the wind and sand were all stuck on the windshield in front of the driver. After feeding a mouthful of sand, the others did not roll up a lot of sand.

The wind swept the sand, making it hard for people to open their eyes.

They hurriedly closed the windows of the car tightly, and spat out the sand in their mouths.

(End of this chapter)