Museum of the Dead

Chapter 36 The Bullock Cart

When Fei Yan just came out of the vortex, he felt nausea in his stomach. He wanted to vomit very much, and felt that his nose and eyes were almost not his own.

At first he thought it was because he had stayed in the vortex for a long time, and it would be good to come out to rest for a while, but he didn't know that the nausea was getting worse, accompanied by lightheadedness and difficulty breathing.

Fei Yan felt that he was about to be out of breath, his eyes were glistening, and he couldn't help but bend down to relieve the uncomfortable feeling.

"Here." Yin Lu'an handed him a pill and gently passed it down his back, "It should be altitude sickness."

Fei Yan quickly stuffed the life-saving pill into his mouth, and after that, his whole body was refreshed as if he had inhaled pure oxygen.He straightened up, his eyes were clouded by the pain just now, and his face was flushed red.

"Why are there so many good things about you!" Since the hug in the orphanage last time, Fei Yan felt that the relationship between him and Yin Lu'an had taken a big step forward.

He went up to pat his coat pocket, "Where do you keep all those rare things? I didn't see you carrying a bag?"

Yin Luan stared at his bright red lips, and let him do what he did, until he heard the disappointing sigh of the person on the other side after searching all his pockets, then took out an old cowhide-like bag from his bosom and handed it to him.

"Huh?" Fei Yan took it and studied it with great interest.This bag is about the same size as a purse in ancient times, but the material is different, and it looks small and delicate, not like it is used by men.

Fei Yan clicked "tsk" twice, raised his eyebrows, and threw the cowhide bag back: "Say, which little ghost gave it to you?"

Yin Lu An took it without saying a word.

Fei Yan glanced at him, and said in a sour tone, "It really was given to you by the little ghost!"

Yin Luan put the leather bag in his palm and shook his head: "I don't remember. Since I can remember, it has been by my side and never left."

Seeing his serious face, Fei Yan felt that his tone of voice just now seemed like an idiot, "This thing looks like it's for girls...but it's usually not given as a gift."

Yin Lu An looked at him, "What do you say?"

"How can a girl just send a cowhide bag!" Fei Yan glanced at the item in Yin Luan's palm again, "Maybe there are still things in it!"

It may also be a token of love.

Yin Luan suddenly turned his eyes from the bag to him: "what do you want now?"

Fei Yan was taken aback by the question, but didn't realize it for a long time: "I want...to go to romantic Turkey?"

Yin Luan: "..."

After a while of silence, Yin Luan said stiffly, "I'll take you there later."

He almost gave up on himself and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Fei Yan nodded.

Yin Lu'an reached into the bag, and after a while took out a piece of red bean bread.

Fei Yan's eyes lit up, and he didn't care that this thing might have been a token of love between the curator and a certain little girl. After taking the red bean bread, he asked in surprise, "Is there any water?"

Hearing this, Yin Luan took out another bottle of water from inside.

Fei Yan finally understands why Yin Luan can carry so many things with him even if he doesn't have a backpack. Dare this plain leather bag is a treasure chest!

His eyes sparkled and he asked, "Can I get a gold nugget?"

Yin Luan: "..."

Fei Yan tore open the packaging bag, broke the red bean bread in half, and handed half to the other party. This habit was developed in the orphanage, and he had to eat any snacks, because he had to take care of some children younger than himself. .

Yin Lu'an was slightly surprised, and took the half piece of bread after a while, holding it stiffly in his hand.

Fei Yan looked around, and found that the surrounding area was very desolate, not far away were endless mountains, the sky was very blue, so close to him, as if he could touch it with his hand.

"This is Tibet?" He bit off a bite of bread and asked vaguely.

"Yeah." Yin Luan looked towards the only concrete road nearby, "People are coming soon."

Fei Yan followed his gaze and didn't even see a figure, but Yin Lu'an's hearing is very strong, so I believe he must be right in this situation.

"You said...the undead this time will be...Jiang Shanshan?"

Fei Yan held back these words for a long time, but still asked them intermittently.At that time, after he and the curator entered the room of the "Sky Burial Ground", the keyword they got was "Jiang Shanshan".

He was also very surprised at that time, he just came here to look for her whereabouts just after he learned the news of Jiang Shanshan's disappearance.

"Maybe." Yin Luan unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to him, "Look for this clue first, it should be right."

Fei Yan took the water, took a sip down his throat, and immediately felt much better, "Do you want a sip?"

After asking, he regretted it, but Yin Luan took the bottle of water steadily, pointed at the place where Fei Yan's mouth was right just now, gulped down a few mouthfuls, and filled half of the bottle with water.

Fei Yan turned his head. He felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't know if it was because they drank a bottle of water together or...the sexy arc of Yin Luan's neck when he swallowed.

He felt a little red in the face... Could it be that the effect of the medicine is over and the altitude sickness is coming again?

Not long after, a figure appeared at the junction of the sky and the earth, and then the figure got closer and closer, and Fei Yan smelled a mixture of green grass and livestock.

Going a little closer, Fei Yan finally saw clearly.

Is that...an ox cart?

……

Fei Yan glanced at the man beside him from the corner of his eye, such a handsome face, such a noble and glamorous demeanor...why would he be reduced to riding a bullock cart with him!

The so-called ox cart is a simple device composed of three oxen pulling a cart with four wheels, which can barely seat four adult men.

When the two came up, the car was covered with a layer of dry straw, exuding a natural smell.

The cattle driver sat on top of the cattle, seemingly not in a hurry, nor did he force the animal under him to move forward quickly.

Yin Luan picked a corner to sit down and then closed his eyes to take a nap. He seemed very unaccustomed to this kind of bumping. Every time the car board jolted, his originally closed eyes would open a crack, and his body would stiffen accordingly.

The third time, Fei Yan finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.After hearing this, Yin Lu'an raised his eyelids and glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly a few times, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.

Fei Yan was having fun, thinking that Yin Lu An like this was much cuter than usual, so he cleared his throat, "Would you like to sit here?"

Yin Lu'an finally opened his eyes, and moved half an inch silently.

Fei Yan was already happy in his heart. He got up and took a big step to the right. After sitting down again, the two shoulders were tightly pressed against each other.

Yin Luan looked at the smile in the other person's eyes that never disappeared, and she was not as stiff as before, "Have you ever sat in this place?"

Fei Yan shook his head, "I don't have a chance to sit on it. This thing is only available in the countryside. I don't have any relatives or friends, so naturally I haven't sat on it."

There was a slight surprise in Yin Lu'an's eyes, "Then...how—"

"How can it be as if you are used to sitting? Do you want to ask this?" Fei Yan straightened his long legs and put his entire weight on Yin Luan, "Don't you think it's fun?"

After speaking, pointing to the scenery all the way back, "I was very timid when I was alive. I never thought about bungee jumping, skydiving, and high-altitude projects in amusement parks. I am also afraid of trouble, and I don't like traveling. I just stay at home after work. In my own room, sometimes I can lie down for a day."

Yin Lu listened to him quietly, remembering that Fei Yan really didn't go out much except for work in the past two years.

"But now I have changed my mind. I regret it. There are still so many interesting places in this world, and there are more novel things that I have never experienced. I don't want to die." Fei Yan turned to look at him, his eyes flickering With glory, "I want to live a good life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Yan felt something was placed on the top of his head. He took it off gently and found that it was a headband tied with dry straw.

Yin Luan also imitated him and stretched his legs, relaxed his body as much as possible, rested his head on his hands and said: "This is also a new experience."

Fei Yan was stunned. The new experience...does it mean—in a small unknown corner of Tibet, sitting on a bullock cart and being presented with a headband made of dry straw?

Really... a romantic country love story.

However, Fei Yan still put on the straw ring and touched the curator who was dozing aside, "Where are we going?"

With Amber not around, it felt like a GPRS positioning system was missing.

Speaking of Amber, last night, she took the initiative to find herself and chatted for a long time.

It was probably a tactful expression of gratitude for saving her from the sedan chair last time, and he seemed hesitant to speak before leaving.

Fei Yan sighed in his heart, Amber and Yin Luan are really similar in some respects, but there are subtle differences.

"On the way to the sky burial ground."

"What does sky burial mean?"

"..."

Yin Luan didn't speak for a long while.Fei Yan hurriedly found the stairs for him, and hurriedly turned on his phone to check the website, but he didn't come out for a long time.

"The Internet doesn't seem to be very good here!" Fei Yan murmured, and the car stopped suddenly.

Inertia caused him to fall headlong into Yinlu An's arms, and the other party hugged him full.

"What's going on?" Fei Yan sat up straight and turned his head back, only to find that there were two young men on the road, who wanted the car owner to take them for a while.

Fei Yan didn't understand the language they communicated with, but he guessed it might be Tibetan.

The car owner's Mandarin is not good. Fei Yan used his hands and feet to draw with his fingers when they got into the car to let the other party understand what they meant.

After a while, the two came directly to the back of the car and stepped up one by one.

Fei Yan withdrew his legs and shrank subconsciously towards Yin Luan.

"Hello!" The one who greeted them was a young man wearing a baseball cap backwards. He was very stylishly dressed in sportswear. He also looked handsome and had a nice voice. He was a typical boy who was fascinated by a bunch of fans in school. .

Fei Yan nodded slightly, observing the two of them carefully.

The other boy was in stark contrast to the one who spoke just now. He was average in appearance, with a fat body and a dusty look on his face.

"Are you also visiting Tibet?" The boy wearing the baseball cap turned his back on and spoke again, "My name is Qin Feng."

After speaking, he patted the overweight boy next to him, "His name is Li Xiaole."

The boy who was named was a little shy, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, blushed even more when he saw the two people opposite him, and stammered his tone: "I...you...how are you! "

Both of them looked like students, and there was no malice. Fei Yan couldn't help but relax his vigilance, "Hello."

After speaking, he glanced at the backpacks behind the two, "Are you backpackers?"

"Bingo!" Qin Feng snapped his fingers and responded enthusiastically, "We are here to meet Ji this time!"

"Huh?" Fei Yan, who was a reporter, began to chat with the boy across from him.

"Backpackers are a small organization!" Qin Feng put down the backpack behind him, "Oh my god, I'm exhausted! Finally I can take a break! Xiao Le, you can put down the backpack and take a rest too!"

Li Xiaole held the bag strap on his shoulder, "No...no need!"

Seeing his refusal, Qin Feng didn't force him anymore, and began to talk eagerly with Fei Yan about the scenic spots and folk customs of Tibet.

At the end, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and leaned towards Fei Yan: "Hey, did you go there too?"

"What?" Fei Yan was a little puzzled.

"Sky Burial Ground!" Qin Feng pointed to the front, "It's coming soon!"

Fei Yan turned around, and he saw—on the mountainside not far away, white objects were piled up in disorder, and hundreds of creatures that looked like eagles hovered in the sky.

After seeing it clearly, he was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him - the pile of white objects was formed by stacking corpses in white clothes, and the group of eagles obviously used these corpses as food.

The author has something to say: Yin Luan: ... I will get jealous if you talk to other men again.

Fei Yan: I talk to them, only to fall in love with you.

Tianling and Amber: ...so we don't deserve names in this story, right?Just to give the two of you a chance to fall in love?

Author: ...Maybe!But trust me, you have more important tasks to do!