Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Ding Mu felt that this was wrong.

What do you mean they will come back?

"Forget it, you can go if you want." Seeing his disbelief, Qin Ying pursed his lips, a little unhappy, "I don't have to lie to you."

Ding Mu nodded and said, "I didn't mean that."

After a pause, he added, "Thank you."

Qin Ying looked into his eyes for a while, then avoided his gaze: "Yes."

He turned around and left without seeming to miss it.

Ding Mu looked at his back and felt a little weird. The feeling of getting along with him seemed to be good. He turned his head and looked at the tour guide. Almost all the people in their tour group went to sign, and he also took steps there. Anyway, give it a try.

Who knows what will happen.

Everyone was absent-minded after breakfast, Ding Mu hurriedly drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and felt full. When he came to the door, he found Qin Ying there too.

However, Qin Ying was squatting, he was standing.

"Signed?" Qin Ying asked, pulling out the cigarette from his mouth.

Ding Mu felt that these words were a little strange. The two met by chance and hadn't chatted for a few words. They were not considered familiar if they were familiar, and they were not considered new if they said they were born. Why did Qin Ying pay so much attention to him?

"Well, I still have to give it a try." Ding Mu felt guilty, perhaps his behavior could be classified as: distrust.

"That's right, ha." Qin Ying laughed.

It's better not to smile, the more you laugh, the more embarrassing you will be.

In order to avoid the next state of having nothing to say, Ding Mu had nothing to say: "Do you know this place well?"

"Where? Yinshan?" Qin Ying glanced at him, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. He didn't know whether it was a smile of happiness or tiredness, which made Ding Mu feel a little uncomfortable. "I don't really understand it, but I know a thing or two."

"Yin Mountain? Here?" Ding Mu suddenly remembered that the name of the mountain they were going to climb was Yin Mountain.

"Aren't you a user? Shiye Yinshan, that inferior software, didn't it invite you?" Seeing that he didn't know, Qin Ying was a little puzzled, "Didn't you download it?"

"I... I downloaded it, and I thought it was a virus." Ding Mu remembered the blue-red ratio that had been haunting his mind, and the name of the software.

"It's not easy to use, is it? I don't think it's easy to use either." Qin Ying smiled, "Keep it, you need it."

Ding Mu nodded, wanted to ask something, but felt it was unnecessary, after all he had to leave soon, and he didn't know where he would meet next time.

After thinking about it, he just said, "Goodbye."

Qin Ying nodded and waved his hand, indicating that he understood.

After the meal, the tour guide stood at the entrance of the cafeteria and took roll call. In fact, it stands to reason that their three-day tour group should also end the trip today, but not in the morning, but in the afternoon. They had some arrangements for today, but no one was right to leave early What are the objections.

It's easy to take advantage of it, but you have to live to take advantage of it.

Listening to the shorter order list, Ding Mu felt a little emotional, thinking that he was sitting with Yan Mingyue when he set off, and now he was the only one sitting there.

Just be able to leave.

Qin Ying smoked another cigarette and looked at the car, wondering what was going on in his mind.

Bai Shan leaned over and asked him gossipingly: "How is it? Are you really right?"

"Go away." Qin Ying said coolly, "Why do the two men see each other?"

"No way, I think he is, when did I miss it?" Bai Shan squeezed him, her little black face against the white sweater was so dark and refined.

"It's your size." Qin Ying flicked her head, "I'll talk about it later."

He was in a mess.

Ding Mu sat in the car, drowsy.

The car was rickety, and the scenery on both sides was nothing to look at. At first glance, they were almost the same. The tree shadows were stacked one on top of the other, two on top of each other, stacked on top of each other, boundless, and they were driving through a tunnel.

The tunnel seemed to have no sides, and the endless darkness was terrifying.

After finally passing through the tunnel, Ding Mu opened his eyes and looked out the window, stunned: Why does he feel that the sky is a bit dark.

Did it go so fast?

Or was he reduced in resolution by the darkness in the tunnel?

"Travelers, we are going to Yinshan Mountain soon. You can clearly see a part of Yinshan Mountain here. In the local area, Yinshan Mountain..." The voice of the tour guide sounded familiar and frightening.

The attitude of the tour guide is very good, it can't be better-her attitude is for them when they meet for the first time.

"What's going on?! Why are you back again?"

"What is this for? What is this for?!"

"I don't want to go back! I don't want to!"

Ever since Ding Mu heard Qin Ying say "I'll be back again", he had a heart and didn't sign his real name. He thought it was just a sign that something would happen to them on the road, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

With the crying all the way, they once again saw the dilapidated light board - "Wanding Dayou Zhan".

Wanjia Lamp Hotel, we meet again.