Fresh Off the Boat, Flying in the End Times

c 191-200

Pinellia novel

Chapter 191 Where the Devil Lives

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Chapter 191: Where the Devil Lives

Before the end of the world, there is a guide, so you don’t have to worry about where you go.

The navigation didn't work. Zuo Ling wandered around the mountains for three days like a headless fly. When she realized, she must have deviated from the original direction.

After two days of rest, Zuo Ling flew directly to Mount Everest, hoping that Mount Everest would not disappear and would still be the highest peak in the world.

Relying on the compass, Zuo Ling flew southwest. When he saw a little white snow on the peak, he found a gentle hillside and landed slowly.

The northwest is at a high altitude, and when we come to the southwest, which is at the same high altitude, there is no discomfort at all, and there is even a coolness and comfort that is not found in extremely hot weather.

I stretched my muscles and bones, relaxed my body, put away the plane, packed my backpack, and headed down the mountain.

When I flew over, I saw signs of human activity somewhere and planned to go there to ask where Mount Everest was.

After walking for half a day, we came to a small felt tent area. The largest felt tent in the middle was surrounded by seven or eight smaller tents.

Two children were playing outside, and there were two dogs and a dozen sheep scattered outside the door.

Zuo Ling had not seen domestic animals outside for a long time. There were sheep and dogs here. It was a paradise!

More than 1,000 meters away from the felt tent, a Tibetan man emerged from the felt tent, holding a shotgun and shouting at Zuo Ling. What.

Zuo Ling stopped and put his hands over his head, "I just want to ask for directions."

The man did not let down his guard because Zuo Ling was a woman. He held the gun in his hand flat and muttered something, but Zuo Ling didn't understand a word.

She tried to slow down her speech and said word by word: "Ask for directions to Mount Everest. I understand."

The eyes of the Mount Everest man became more alert, so Zuo Ling brought a backpack and wore ordinary clothes. Sportswear, let's go to Mount Everest for fun.

While we were talking, more than a dozen people came over one after another, including men and women, old and young.

Everyone looked at Zuo Ling curiously and chattered in a language Zuo Ling couldn't understand.

An old Tibetan man who spoke Chinese asked: "Girl, do you want to go to Mount Everest?"

Finally someone could speak Chinese. Zuo Ling sighed with relief and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, I got separated from my family. We agreed." "We are going to Zhuma Summit to meet up."

"How did the girl get separated from her family and how did she come to us?"

the old man asked in detail.

"My brother was taken away by bad guys. My brother and I went out to look for him and got separated."

The old man said with a serious look on his face: "Young lady lied."