Xue Xiaomei didn't understand the meaning, let me make it clear. So, I told her my thoughts in great detail.
First of all, make sure that whether Zhang Ling and Dayan are alive or dead, we have to go into the jungle to find them. To put it bluntly, we must see people and corpses when we live.
There are two ways to enter the jungle. One is to set off from Congma Pagoda and find the primitive tribe in the jungle; the other is to go directly to the primitive tribe and then walk out of the jungle from the tribe.
The first method, whether we can find Big Eye and Zhang Ling, we all mean to go once, which will invisibly increase the time spent in the jungle, and the possibility of encountering danger is also high.
For the second type, we only need to take a trip. Zhang Ling and Big Eye are in the primitive tribe. That is the best, and we can come out directly. If they are not there, then we will look for them on the way out.
Xue Xiaomei felt that the second method was the best, and then asked: "Then how do we go directly to the primitive tribe? Are we flying in?"
"Yes. Just fly in."
"Ah? How to fly?"
I smiled and said, "Of course I was flying in. Did I fly in with my arms? Du Tingwei organized an expedition for the second time to steal the God of the Jungle. Although he didn't specify how he stole it, I am sure he was flying in a helicopter. Enter, so he can come out quickly and smoothly. We can ask him to provide a helicopter and send us in directly."
Xue Xiaomei said: "Yes, he can give you the house. It shouldn't be difficult to provide a helicopter now. More importantly, he still knows the way."
I nodded and said, "I'll talk to him tomorrow."
"I also need to go."
Early the next morning, I called Du Tingwei and said that I wanted to see him. Du Tingwei said that he was already on the way to our hotel, because he predicted that I would call him and ask him for help.
What Du Tingwei said made me smile.
When Du Tingwei came to the hotel, before we could speak, he said that he had arranged things completely according to our requirements, and he could leave at any time if he wanted to go to the jungle to find an ancient tribe.
Xue Xiaomei asked him to predict whether we will find Big Eye and Zhang Ling, and whether we can get out of the jungle safely. Du Tingwei said that he could not foresee, because that was what happened after he died.
He said "dead", naturally it was him
Refers to surgery. As for whether it will really die after the operation, or just lose the ability to predict, that can only be resigned.
However, it can be seen that Du Tingwei is in a good mood, at least not showing a wry smile.
Xue Xiaomei asked in surprise: "You will have surgery soon?"
"Yes. I go to the United States in the afternoon. There are the best brain doctors in the world in the United States. They have prepared me for the operation as soon as I arrive in the United States."
I said, "Did you tell your father?"
"Not yet. I will call him after I arrive in the United States, an hour before the operation. If I die, I can let him know where I died."
I persuaded him again and said: "Actually, you don't have to be so anxious. It's better to be more cautious about this matter."
Du Tingwei shook his head and said: "This step will be taken sooner or later. The longer it takes, the more things you consider, and the more things you consider, the more scrupulous you will be. Since you have to take this step sooner or later, why bother to wait so long? Why don't you let me do this now with hope. You are not me, and I can't understand my feelings."
Xue Xiaomei and I nodded at the same time, and then I said, "I wish you success."
Du Tingwei also said: "I also wish you success."
The three people had another conversation, Du Tingwei left us a translated mobile phone number, and then hurriedly left.
I immediately called the translator and the translator said that he would accompany us to the jungle to find someone. I hope to talk with him in detail. Although Du Tingwei said that everything has been arranged, I still feel a little worried. After all, with his current state of excitement, there may be some things that I can't think of.
The translator gave us an address, and Xue Xiaomei and I rushed over immediately. The translator is a middle-aged man who speaks very slippery Chinese. After detailed discussions, he learned that he is a Chinese, his ancestral home is Guangxi, and his Chinese name is Zhao Guang.
Zhao Guang is a veteran. Du Tingwei returned to the jungle for the second time to steal the'God of the Jungle', and he was also involved. At that time they used three helicopters.
However, Du Tingwei has already borne all the expenses we asked him.
I talked with Zhao Guang in detail for an afternoon, and settled all the conceivable details. Finally, it was agreed that early the next morning, I would rush to Chiang Khong, and then from a private airport in Chiang Khong, take a helicopter to the jungle in the northeast of Chiang Khong.
Talk less, at five o'clock the next morning
Many, we set off from Chiang Mai to Chiang Khong. Two hours later, we arrived at a private airport. At the end of noon, we were already hovering over an invisible jungle.
"Look at the front, it's that mountain. We were on that mountain at the time and helped Mr. Du to dig a stone pillar."
Following the direction of Zhao Kuan's fingers, I saw a green peak, and the black cliff head stood upright like a knife. The trees on the top of the mountain are so luxuriant that no trace of the ground is visible.
Not long after, the helicopter flew to the top of the mountain and then began to slowly descend, because there was no space below for the plane to fall, the helicopter could only hover on the top of the tree and then lower the ladder. Zhao Guang threw the luggage down first, and then took the lead to climb down the ladder.
After he landed, he began to greet us to get off the plane. I had never done anything like this. I was a little nervous, but I bit my head and climbed down the ladder tremblingly.
The hanging heart didn't let go until the feet landed.
There are lush weeds everywhere in the woods, as well as the sound of unknown insects. Looking up through the branches and leaves of the tree trunk, the blue sky is cut piece by piece.
After Xue Xiaomei landed safely, the helicopter hovered and rose, and finally disappeared, and the roaring sound gradually faded away.
Packing up my bags, I asked Zhao Guang, "Do you still remember the stone pillars you dug at that time?"
"of course I remember."
"Well, take us to see first."
Zhao Guang put his bulging backpack on his back and drew out a bright white machete, and said, "Okay, follow me."
Xue Xiaomei and I also took out the machete we carried, followed Zhao Guang, and started walking southwest. The machete is used to defend oneself, and the other is to cut some branches and shrubs that block the way.
After walking for more than half an hour, we started to walk down the mountain. On the way we encountered some colorful birds.
One of them is about the size of a chicken, and the tail occupies two-thirds of the body's length. The most obvious signs are the golden cockscomb and tail, and the bright red belly. The dark orange "shawl" on the neck can also be stretched. After stretching, it looks like a black and orange fan, which can cover the head and expose only the eyes.
Zhao Guang told us that this bird is called Golden Pheasant.
After walking for more than half an hour, Zhao Kuo cut off the branches and leaves of the bush with a knife and said, "We are here, where are we!"
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