Chapter 1282
After listening carefully for a while, I could no longer hear the "whirring" sound from before.
Lao Fu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat and said, "The black blind man is most afraid of crowds and noise. He must have been scared away, but to be on the safe side, I'm adding someone to keep watch."
"I'll come, I feel better."
"Well, everyone else should go back to sleep first."
The two of us stayed vigil around the fire, fearing we were sleepy, and we chatted here and there.
At first, Lao Fu used cigarettes to stay awake, but at about three o'clock in the middle of the night, he was like a chicken pecking at rice, putting his hands on his knees and moving his head little by little.
At this time, I quietly stood up, walked around him, and walked behind him.
There is his bamboo basket. The big bamboo frame is covered tightly with raincloth and hemp rope regardless of day or night. I have always wanted to see what is in the bamboo basket?
Is it a bit inhumane?
Peeping into other people's privacy, but I'm curious.
Squatting down, I stretched out my hand to untie the hemp rope.
"Hey... don't move it..."
Suddenly, a hand was placed on my shoulder.
A cold voice came from behind.
I slowly turned my head and saw Lao Fu standing there with an indifferent expression, holding a shotgun in both hands.
"Ha... Fu, Uncle Fu, you're not sleeping. I thought you were sleeping."
"I see your rope is untied. Let me tie you up."
"Young man, each of us has privacy. Are you willing for me to go through your bag?"
"I'm sorry, Uncle Fu! I was wrong."
"You remember my words, there will be no next time unless this happens again."
After saying that, the nervous expression on Lao Fu's face disappeared instantly, and a smile suddenly appeared.
He patted me and said, "Haha, you look nervous! I'm teasing you. There's nothing you can't see in my basket, just some dry food, water and emergency items."
"How about I untie it now and let you take a look?"
"No, no, no, Uncle Fu, I believe you," I waved my hand with a smile.
At daybreak, we continue on our way.
According to Lao Fu's speculation, if we are quick, we can walk near the Dulong River this evening, and then walk upstream along the Dulong River for two to three days before reaching the deepest part of Damiyao Mountain, the inaccessible basin-shaped area. .
Take a look when leaving.
Good guy! Just two hundred meters away from our camp, towards the west, there was a row of "strange footprints" vaguely left on the ground, as big as a volleyball.
That’s the benefit of having an experienced guide.
If Lao Fu hadn't made us sing and howl like crazy last night, we would probably be in a much worse situation now.
At noon, suddenly the cell phone in my pants pocket rang, and it was a text message.
what 's wrong?
Since shortly after entering the mountain, there has been no signal on the mobile phone.
Why is it that as we go deeper, there is suddenly a cell phone signal? What the hell?
I'm using Nokia's latest 6680. Not only mine, but everyone else's phones have signal, and the signal strength is at full strength, five bars!
Including the leader, everyone was confused.
I turned on my phone and saw that it was a text message sent yesterday evening. I only received it now because I suddenly had a signal.
It was sent from a strange number I don’t recognize. The content is:
"Xiang Yunfeng, the company will hold an emergency meeting next Wednesday and I can't contact you. Please call me back as soon as you see the message."
Is the company holding an emergency meeting?
I thought to myself who is this?
I have grown up and have never been to work for a day. I had an emergency meeting at the company. Did I send the message to the wrong person?
But that's not right, everyone said Xiang Yunfeng...
"Brother Yu, don't talk for now. We just have a signal right now. I'll make a call to find out who this is."
After saying that, I called back this unfamiliar number directly.
