Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

829 The Finale 13
Zhou Jing felt her skillful movements, and his eyebrows twitched.

Why do you think she's been waiting for this moment for so long? !
Quan Jiu shook his feet cheerfully, without the slightest sense of being hunted down.

"You have to go well, don't throw me off."

The Gobi Desert is full of earth pits and rocks, with pits and pits, and if you are not careful, you will sprain your feet.

Zhou Jing: "..."

He is quite good at commanding people.

As he thought about it, the movements of his feet slowed down, and every step he took was solid.

In the hot weather of more than [-] degrees, Zhou Jing was sweating profusely while walking alone in the Gobi Desert with his back on his back.

Quan Jiu raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his neck with it.

"Are you tired?"

Zhou Jing: "...not bad."

The Gobi Desert was covered by mounds of earth, and the people behind him had disappeared unknowingly, but Zhou Jing didn't dare to lower his vigilance, and still walked quickly.

Quan Jiu looked at the hut at the bottom of the mountain: "There is a family in front."

Zhou Jing: "Go and have a look."

The hut is just down the mountain, it doesn't look far away, but in fact, it took [-] minutes to walk there.

Zhou Jing knocked on the door, and an uncle in his 50s opened the door, saw Zhou Jing and the wine on his back, and said suspiciously.

"What's with you?"

Zhou Jing said politely: "My girlfriend and I went on a trip, and she accidentally sprained her ankle. It's too hot outside. We want to find a place to rest and wait for someone to pick us up. Is it convenient for you?"

The uncle looked at the two of them with his eyes. The two people had outstanding temperament, and they were either rich or expensive at first glance, and they didn't look like liars.

"Come in, the temperature is a little higher this year."

After entering the room, he poured a glass of water for each of them.

"Where did you travel from?"

Zhou Jing: "The imperial capital."

The uncle nodded. With this temperament, it is not surprising that he is from the imperial capital:
"That's a good place."

Zhou Jing: "I like the Northwest. The imperial capital is too competitive and stressful. It's not as vast as the Northwest. Occasionally looking up to the sky, I feel that my heart is also broad."

The uncle immediately smiled. He was born in the northwest and has never been to other places. Although he said that other places are better, in his heart, he still thinks that his hometown is the most beautiful and irreplaceable:

"You can say it."

He glanced at Quan Jiu, who was prettier than a female star.

"No wonder you can find such a good-looking girlfriend."

This sentence praised both of them.

"After running outside for so long, are you hungry? Shall I give you some buttered tea?"

Zhou Jing said politely, "Then thank you."

When the uncle went to the firewood room, Quan Jiu immediately rolled his eyes.

"You will please the elders."

Zhou Jing: "The old man was born in the northwest, and his roots are also in the northwest. If you praise his hometown, he will naturally be happy."

Quan Jiu: "It's fine if you praise him, but you still brought me in. When did I say that I want to be your girlfriend?"

Zhou Jing: "I've already recited you, otherwise, I can't explain it to uncle."

Most of the native Northwesterners are simple and simple. They are so close but they are not boyfriend and girlfriend. The uncle will inevitably feel contemptuous of Quan Jiu. He doesn't want anyone to look at her like this.

The uncle has come back from the woodshed, holding two bowls of buttered tea:
"It's fine if you can't get used to it."

Quan took a sip of the wine: "It's delicious."

Zhou Jing paid attention to her movements, and found that she said it was delicious, but in fact she only took a sip.

Zhou Jing smiled and looked at the uncle: "When I was very young, my grandma used to make buttered tea for me. She is also from the Northwest."

The uncle looked at Zhou Jing more pleasingly and kindly: "Many people are not used to drinking."

Zhou Jing: "After all, everyone's tastes are different, and it's hard to agree. Only those who like it can realize its benefits."

The uncle couldn't hide his happiness at all, and laughed heartily twice:

"There are still in the kitchen. If you still want to drink, I'll pour you two more bowls."

Zhou Jing raised his hand to drink half a bowl of buttered tea: "No need, I haven't finished it yet, I'll ask you for it after I finish it."

The uncle said arrogantly: "Okay, I'm a bit out of the way here, but there are a lot of things to eat, so it's enough!"

Zhou Jing chatted with him for a while, and when it was time for dinner, the uncle entered the kitchen again.

After confirming that the uncle had entered, Zhou Jing spread his palms towards Quan Jiu.

Quan Jiu didn't understand, so: "Huh?"

Zhou Jing: "Aren't you used to drinking?"

For the sake of the uncle, she tried her best to take a few sips, not to mention how hard it was, but she thought she acted pretty well.

The corner of Quan Jiu's mouth hooked slightly, and he handed over the bowl, saying sweetly:
"I'm sorry then."

Zhou Jing: "..."

He thought she was very kind.

Quan Jiu pretended to be happy: "Thank you so much for today."

Zhou Jing thought about it seriously, and still felt that there was something she wanted to say to her:

"Next time you encounter this situation, don't be tough with them, I know you are very powerful, even without me, you can solve today's predicament..."

Quan Jiu could hear the seriousness in his tone, restrained his smile, and listened obediently.

Zhou Jing: "But the other party has a gang and an organization. No one knows how many people they have in the dark. You can solve one person, five people, but what about a group of people?"

Quan Jiu moved his mouth, originally wanting to say that she could handle a group of people, but seeing Zhou Jing's serious tone, she obediently kept silent.

"I think you're right."

She also nodded in agreement.

Seeing that her tone softened, Zhou Jing listened carefully, and his expression softened a lot:

"I just contacted the police, and they will arrive in 10 minutes."

It can't be blamed for the slow arrival of the police. This place is already remote and difficult to find, and the police station is far away. The speed of dispatching the police is not too slow.

Quan Jiu: "You took such a big trouble for me, did you ever think that they would embarrass you too?"

Zhou Jing's tone was light: "Then let them see who is embarrassing whom."

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "It's hard not to be moved by you like this."

Zhou Jing looked at the woman whose eyebrows and eyes were full of jokes and smiles, and he would be a ghost if he believed it.

"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."

He didn't say where he was going, but everyone knew what "going" meant.

Obviously a few days ago, Golmud was an ordinary place to him, but now that he wants to leave, he feels a little bit reluctant.

The smile on Quan Jiu's face was not affected in the slightest: "Do you want me to take you to the airport?"

Looking at the smile on her face, Zhou Jing felt a little dazzling for some reason.

"Need not."

His tone lightened.

Quan Jiu pretended not to hear his emotions: "What time do you leave the day after tomorrow?"

Zhou Jing: "It's early in the morning."

Just two words without leaving, how much does she want to see him?
Quan Jiu: "Then I can still take you to the car."

Zhou Jing: "..."

Now he didn't even have the desire to answer.

There was movement outside the door, it was the police.

(End of this chapter)