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Lisa put the gem in her hand into her backpack with a "scramble", and then quickly zipped up the zipper. She patted the bulging travel backpack, feeling that she had never felt so at ease.

Originally, Lisa planned to take these gems home, sell some of them and buy some donkeys, and follow her father and brother to grazing while waiting for her husband's news. If her husband is willing to reconcile with her, then when she leaves, she will leave the flock of sheep and donkeys she bought with the money to buy gems to her father and brother... Of course, this is Lisa's worst plan. She has a better plan in her heart, which is to wander around the world with "Zhakagon".

However, with this beautiful idea, she was confused about her future. She didn't know An Feng's plan, couldn't see her position clearly, as if she was at a loss in the fog. Until this moment, the fog around her seemed to dissipate suddenly, and what was revealed in front of her was a romantic avenue of poetry.

She decided: don't rush to sell these gems, and wait for "Zhakagon" to come to find her again, then use these gems as her dowry and travel around the world with Zhakagon... As for the father and brother, well, you can give them a sum of money.

The banknotes, thinking of the banknotes, Lisa quickly took out her backpack, took out the thick stack of banknotes and started counting them.

Lisa didn't know how this stack of banknotes came from, and she didn't want to know. Among these banknotes, the denomination of 5,000 rupees was about 2,000 rupees, and the denomination of 500 rupees was about 3,000 rupees, with a total value of about 1,5 million rupees (about 1 million yuan) - this money alone is a great wealth.

The price level of daily necessities in Pakistan is similar to that of second-tier cities in China, but the housing prices are lower than the lowest housing prices in China. This money is enough for Lisa to buy a house and live a bourgeoisie for more than ten years. If Lisa finds another "long-term meal ticket" during this period, she will be "safe in the world" for the rest of her life.

However, this is calculated based on the current price level. Pakistan has a very strong inflation. This money may be considered a huge sum now. In a few years, you may only be able to buy a bag of flour... Fortunately, she also has a bag of gems, which is absolutely worthwhile.

Lisa was there burying her head and counting money. An Feng looked at the movement outside the car from time to time, interrupting Lisa's counting money from time to time, reminding the other party to watch outside the car. According to calculations, the car had entered a sensitive area an hour ago, and any fork on the roadside may be the target area.

Whenever he passed the fork, Argyle subconsciously slowed down. An Feng always reminded Lisa to recall the path in her hometown. Frequently asked questions made Lisa unable to count the money. She threw the stack of banknotes aside and stared at the computer screen at the rear of the car in a daze. An Feng walked over and opened the car door. The cold air from the mountain immediately poured into the car, and the noise in the car was slightly cleared.

Suddenly, Lisa pointed to a path outside the car and shouted, "It's that, it's there, I remember the pile of stones at the intersection."

At every fork here, there are piles of gravel piles made of stone flakes piled up by stone flakes. This kind of gravel pile has a special name in China, called "Aobao" or "Baobao" and "Ebo". There are many different opinions on the meaning of this gravel pile. Some say it is used to sacrifice to the gods, and some say it is used to record things, but no matter what, the existence of these gravel piles has given illiterate herders a "landmark".

The fork guided by Aobao is not even a simple road. From a gentle slope on the side of the road, a pile of gravel road surface randomly raised on the ground, thus becoming a small road. The width and narrowness of the road cannot even pass through off-road vehicles, but there are also tire marks on the ground, which makes people sure that this is a car roadway. Those tire marks, according to An Feng's speculation, are likely to be motorcycle tire marks.

Without An Feng's special explanation, Argyle was driving with an hint from An Feng in the rear compartment. When he turned the steering wheel, the car turned his head on the road and slowly returned to the near the fork. While observing, Argyle guessed that An Feng in the rear compartment of the highway. His words did not reach Lisa's ears. An Feng heard Argyle's whispering report from the ear canal headphones.

"The road is not wide, and three-wheeled motorcycles can walk... The road has been roughly hardened, and the road is slightly higher than the nearby roadbed, but it is only 78 cm higher. This kind of road load truck is not wide enough to walk, so our car may not be able to get through..."

An Feng stood up and grabbed a handrail beside the carriage. At this time, Lisa quickly walked to the rear door. She looked at the scenery backing from the rear door and said excitedly: "It's this place, I remember this mountain, I remember this road, this is... the way home."

For herders, it is almost an instinct to find the way home in the wilderness. They have extraordinary memory of the terrain, and herders who cannot do this have all been eliminated in the competition for survival. So An Feng did not doubt Lisa's memory. He quietly opened his mouth and silently said behind Lisa: "Plan No. 1."

At this time, Argyle twisted the steering wheel, and the military vehicle caught off guard. He rushed down the roadbed without hesitation and rushed into the path. Lisa and An Feng in the car were shaking around. Lisa almost pulled out of the car several times. Fortunately, An Feng grabbed her and hugged Lisa tightly into his arms.

Well, this is the first time Lisa has had physical contact with An Feng in such a long time. At this time, the car was pounding violently on the road, and the people in the car could hardly stand. Lisa only buryed her head in the arms of "Zhakagon" and smelled the "Zhakagon" odor... For a moment, she was a little intoxicated.

The smell of "Zhakagon" is really different from others. In this high-altitude mountainous area, most herders only take baths once a year, while some even take baths only twice in their lifetime - once born and buried once.

Because the climate here is wet and cold, people do not sweat frequently, so the sweat smell on people is not serious. But it is undeniable that in addition to the smell of sweat, there are all kinds of other strange smells on their bodies, such as the smell of mutton left after eating mutton, such as the smell of forage, cow dung, and horse dung, but "Zhakagon" can hardly smell these body odors. He has a refreshing smell of shower fluid on his body, which makes him feel particularly relaxed... How could this happen?

The clothes on Zakagon are also very clean, full of sunshine and warm, making people want to lie in this arms and sleep peacefully. Oh, Lisa has taken a bath twice recently, once in Sanchakou Town and once in Gilgit. After Gilgit took a shower, her clothes inside and outside were changed. Logically, she should also be full of refreshing and clean smell. Unfortunately, due to different living habits, she has become more odor in the past few days.

For example, the taste of mutton, the taste of onion, and the taste of pepper...

Yu Shuang is clean and does not have any odor on his body. At this time, "Zhakagon" is not like a herdsman at all. At least his living habits are completely different from those of herdsmen... Of course, Lisa didn't know that An Feng had just finished a detoxification and recuperation before he performed his mission, and his body was as refreshing as a baby - the perfect gene made him even more refreshing than a baby.

Logically speaking, Lisa feels extremely unsafe when she smells this unfamiliar smell, but... for a Stockholm syndrome patient, what she trusts is the most normal. What she believes in is absolutely abnormal.

At this moment, Lisa was trembling all over while lying in An Feng's arms. At this moment, the words could no longer describe Lisa's flattery and her extremely happy feeling.

What is happiness? It is said that after a Stockholm syndrome patient shook hands with the "spiritual leader" he admired, he had not washed the hand that had been shook for half a year - this is a kind of pathology, but it is the norm of Stockholm syndrome.

Lisa is now in the overwhelming sense of happiness, which makes her ignore the ruggedness and bumps of the mountain road. She is not even curious why Argyle was willing to drive her car on such a mountain road.

On such a bumpy road, Argyle was not driving at a high speed. After about two hours, Argyle turned several hills and stopped the car. At this time, the vehicle was already seriously tilted. Argyle, who jumped out of the car, carefully opened the rear door, and greeted An Feng and Lisa who had not realized the passing of time in the hug: "Hi, the body of the car has lost its balance, and the road ahead can no longer walk... can only walk."

An Feng nodded, and Argyle immediately threw a rope to him. After tying the car with this rope, he first took Lisa out of the car, and then carried out the four long ammunition boxes in the car... After all the valuable things in the car were transported out of the car, An Feng stood beside the car and jumped.

As soon as he jumped out of the car, the car was tilted and slowly poured into one ravine. Argyle then loosened the rope and allowed the car to comply with the gravity.

"No" Lisa shouted shrillly.

After An Feng landed on the ground, he immediately climbed to the hillside with great strength. He ran very fast. When he ran to Lisa with breath, the car had turned over with a "boom". Then, the front of the car twisted up, and the car continued to twist and roll downward. As the front of the car was raised high, the car's rolled again was from the rear of the car, and the front of the car was rotated 360 degrees...

In the blink of an eye, the whole car fell into a deep ditch in the continuous rolling in front of the three people. It rolled and dismembered while the car door, windows, glass, tires, and parts were spread all the way. When it rolled halfway up the hillside, the engine leaked oil and the car began to burn. As a result, the wreckage of the car turned into a rolling fireball, leaving burning oil marks. With a rumbling sound, the fuel tank exploded, and thick smoke rose from the bottom of the ditch.

Argyle shrugged with a wry smile… Well, his car was ruined and he lost a fortune – which would perfectly explain why he had to go to Lisa’s father and brother tribe with “Zhakagon”.

The road is very narrow, most of the time it is just a two-step motorcycle lane, and the local mountain is very steep. Argyle drove all the way here, because the car body was too tilted, so he had to take measures to abandon the car... Of course, these artificial things can't be hidden from the shrewd spiritual leader, but An Feng didn't think about hiding them from the other party.

There are only four boxes left in the whole car now, and there should be one day's trip next. An Feng sighed and opened Lisa's box and sorted out the backpack for Lisa's gems. He took out a moisture-proof mat from the box, put a thin blanket, and rolled the latter and tied it outside the backpack, but... the rest of the things were no longer carried, including the gems gems jack that belonged to An Feng.

The three of them looked around helplessly, and An Feng suggested helplessly: "Buried up the things that cannot be taken away, mark them, and take them away when we come back."

Argyle nodded with regret on his face. The regret on his face also infected Lisa. Thinking that the other party lost a car because of his own drag, Lisa felt guilty and ashamed. She whispered: "I can carry some things too. I used to walk dozens of miles of mountain road with my luggage..."

An Feng did not translate Lisa's words, and Argyle could not understand them at all. The big man was not good at acting, so he had to pretend to be honest. He smiled honestly, opened his own box, took out the shovel from the box, carried the shovel around, looking for a depression that no one noticed and started digging holes.

An Feng then walked over and checked Argyle's box. One of the two boxes was Argyle's clothes and the other was filled with various weapons. An Feng took out two pistols from the box and inserted them around his waist. After thinking about it, he handed Lisa another pistol - regardless of whether the other party would play with the gun.

An Feng found a set of cooking supplies from four boxes, plus some food they needed, and sorted out a small backpack and handed it to Lisa. Lisa quickly found her trousers from her box, found someone to take a backpack and put on her skirt. By the time she carried her backpack, Argyle had already dug a hole. Later, Argyle returned to the box and found a Magnan from the box, plus two Uz submachine guns on her body.

Pack the rest of the things, lock the box, place the weapon box at the bottom of the pit, and stack your own personal item box on it. An Feng dug the backpack of An Feng, and Lisa couldn't take away the clothes she carried with her, so she could only dig the pit and buried it. In fact, these clothes were all old clothes that Lisa changed away, and it was not a pity to throw it away, but Lisa did not say anything to throw it away. An Feng could only find a place to bury the box containing Lisa's things.

After finishing, An Feng pointed out three pits and reminded Lisa: "When we come back, we will take away our things. Remember the location of your box clearly. When you have time, come and poach them.

Everyone is light now, at least Argyle is light, but the ore on An Feng's shoulder is not light. The three of them have to carry their own bedding and then continue to walk along the mountain road. Now, everyone is like a shabby team of cargo workers, without a donkey, so they have to carry them on their shoulders.

Turning over a mountain bend, An Feng faintly heard the slight sound of the motorcycle. He winked at Argyle, moved his shoulders, and wanted to shake off his backpack and hide on the side of the road, but Lisa immediately became excited when she heard the sound of the motorcycle. She surpassed An Feng with a brisk face and went forward first. After a while, the three of them turned the mountain bend and saw a motorcycle coming towards him. There was a woman sitting at the back of the motorcycle. When the motorcycle saw the three people appear, the handlebars trembled and almost turned down. Fortunately, he stretched out his legs to support the motorcycle in time, which prevented the motorcycle from falling down.

Lisa tilted her head and looked at the other party for a while. The motorcycle rider did not wear a helmet, but only an Afghan sheepskin hat. Her head and face were wrapped in a white cashmere scarf. She also wore a large windproof sunglasses on her face, and she could not tell her appearance. The woman behind him was also wrapped tightly, with windproof sunglasses on her face.

Lisa stood firm and greeted, "Hi, passerby, I am Lisa from the XXXX Tribe. Have you heard of this tribe?"

The motorcycle's eyes were hovering on Argyle. Argyle was really majestic. He was now empty-handed, and the gun was hidden in his coat. When he was bulging, he looked like a bodyguard-like figure.

The motorcycle rider was stunned for a moment and said with a memory look: "Ah, you are Lisa from Yangquangou. Didn't you get married seven years ago? I heard that you added a rich man, you are..."

Lisa tilted her body and threw the backpack on the ground. An Feng next to her immediately acted obediently, as if she was waiting for the hostess' orders anytime and anywhere. Excitedly, Lisa did not pay attention to the "Zhakagon" behind her and exchanged images. She shouted excitedly: "Do you know me? Have you heard of my father and brother there? Are my father and brother still in the sheeppen ditch?"

The motorcycle rider shook his head and replied, "I'm not from Sheep Pengou, Miss Lisa, I've heard of you before, I've seen your father and brother, but I really don't know where they are grazing now."

"Don't... have they all settled?" Lisa felt powerless.

The motorcycle rider shook his head, banged the accelerator several times in a row to leave, and replied: "It is good to settle down, but Miss Lisa, the sheep want to eat grass, and the sheep that eats all the grass is determined by Allah, and the herders must follow the sheep."

Lisa bowed silently to the other party, the motorcycle increased the accelerator, and the motorcycle quickly rushed out. An Feng, behind, winked at Argyle, and Argyle showed an unbearable look of witnessing - he refused to attack the woman.

An Feng sighed regretfully. Lisa was right in front of him. He couldn't turn against Lisa in front of him, but now he has entered a sensitive area. Every passerby may be a messenger, and even a woman may be an "armed woman". Her Arabia is under her robe, and there may be a rocket launcher hidden. In this case, insisting on the principle of not shooting at women is definitely a suicide act.

Of course, An Feng can also release spy insects for assassination operations, but the radio signals sent by spy insects are weak and have certain communication distance restrictions. At present, An Feng's drone has been spread out and is searching for large settlements that are in line with the sensitive word Yangquangou. He has no extra drone to conduct signal transit...

Can you just let them go?
Chapter completed!