Mountains and seas have a home

Chapter 139

Xiao Zhuoming finished smoking a cigarette while crying, sucked the cigarette down his throat, and coughed violently. Yang Qihua reached out and patted her on the back to help her calm down.Xiao Zhuoming propped up his knees, tears streaming down his face and exhaling smoke as if nothing had happened.

She threw the cigarette butt into the trash can opposite, stepped on her heels, wiped off the water on her chin with the sleeve of her clothes, clapped her hands and said, "Then where did you witness my father's death?"

Yang Qihua heard her voice calmer than water, as if she was listening to someone talking about his breakfast.Yang Qihua glanced at the folder, moved his lips, and finally sighed: "In Tibet. The commander played a recording at the meeting just now, and the content is true."

"What are you doing in Tibet? What's there?"

"Let's look for something." Yang Qihua became nervous, clasped his fingers, and moved his knees uneasily, "But we didn't find it. I went with your father, and there were many others. Many people died later."

He narrated briefly, wanting to say something but not wanting to say it.Xiao Zhuoming looked at the subtle expression on Yang Qihua's face, she knew that this matter was not simple, even a little scary.Xiao Zhuoming didn't want to listen anymore, she patted her sleeves and stood up.

"I don't want to talk about it. I went to the laboratory, and there are still a lot of things waiting for me to sort out. The report hasn't been done yet, and there is still work that I haven't finished on the dissecting table."

Yang Qihua stood up with support on the armrest, he seemed a little tired, rubbed the center of his brows, and walked along the wall with his pockets on: "You don't need to know so much, if you want to know, you will know."

Xiao Zhuoming touched her nose, she had no expression on her face, she looked back at Yang Qihua and said, "Is it a terrible thing?"

"Well, indeed."

"Then there's nothing to say."

Xiao Zhuoming indifferently turned around the corridor and came down the long stairs.Yang Qihua walked down with the hem of his clothes in his hands, and asked, "Have you passed the information to the commander?"

"Of course, this is what the commander asked for by name." Xiao Zhuoming pulled out the hang tag around his neck and swiped open the door, "Just now you quarreled with him, threw the things on the table and walked away, I will help you Uploaded it."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a while, and before Yang Qihua could speak again, Fu continued: "Don't worry, teacher, the commander didn't blame you, and he also expressed his thanks to you."

This was a lie she told casually. When Xiao Zhuoming lied, his face never changed and his heart skipped a beat, as if he didn't care about anything.Yang Qihua didn't know how true or false her words were, so he nodded and said nothing.He rolled up his sleeves and stepped aside, putting on rubber gloves.

Xiao Zhuoming sat in front of the laboratory table and cut the meat strips, and suddenly stopped. She looked up at Professor Yang on the opposite side of the glass, and asked him a question: "Teacher, are there dragons in this world?"

Yang Qihua's hand holding the blade gave a sudden pause, and then returned to normal. He continued to open a piece of skin, and said with lowered eyelids: "It may be possible, who knows? Everything is possible, but we dare not think about it."

Xiao Zhuoming nodded, lowered his head to face the experimental platform, and adjusted the angle of the light: "I hear what you mean, do you think this thing really exists?"

"Maybe...is it possible?" Yang Qihua said softly, as if talking to himself, Xiao Zhuoming didn't hear clearly, but she didn't ask further.

"Teacher, you said before that you participated in the backtracking project and revisited the old place. Why, have you ever been here?"

"Why did you ask the same question as the commander?" Yang Qihua raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiao Zhuoming, then put away the tweezers calmly, "I have already said at the meeting that I have been here before, but I returned early, So I don't know, don't know anything."

Xiao Zhuoming stared at Yang Qihua silently for a while, and saw his impatient tone and expression.Xiao Zhuoming turned his eyes away and shook off the blood on his hand: "...I just asked if you have been here before."

Yang Qihua supported the laboratory table, bit his heels with his lips pursed, and then said, "Sorry."

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang, Xiao Zhuoming angrily took off his blood-stained gloves, took a look, kicked the chair next to him and went outside to listen to the phone.The door of the laboratory closed behind her, and Yang Qihua heard the sound of the chair stopping in place after turning a few times.

"What's the matter, so annoying?" When Xiao Zhuoming came in again, he turned off his phone and threw it in the soft chair in the corner, Yang Qihua asked her.

"Uncle called, I don't want to answer his call." Xiao Zhuoming said.

Yang Qihua guessed this was the reason, because Xiao Zhuoming's expression was not good every time he finished the phone call with her uncle.Xiao Zhuoming put on a mask and goggles and sat in front of the laboratory bench to continue working. Yang Qihua stopped talking to her, and the laboratory was silent.

Ji Yao was sent out from the cabin after the physical examination, and Zhu Min stood behind the wall waiting for him with his pockets in his pocket.The scanned pictures spit out from the machine, he stapled them up, put one in the file bag, and handed the other to Ji Yao.

"The lumbar spine is almost healed, but you still have to pay attention, so don't think about walking immediately." Zhu Min warned him, holding a mallet in his hand, "I have to back up the medical files and hand them in, you know."

After Ji Yao sat down in the wheelchair, Zhu Min checked his knee-jerk reaction again, and sent him out after confirming that it was correct.While opening the door, he still didn't forget to say a few words: "Fortunately, the leg was not broken, otherwise you would have to be sent back to Beijing immediately."

Fu Zhong sat under the window and watched the computer. When the door of the medical examination room opened, he hurriedly moved the chair so as not to block the way.Fu Zhong asked Zhu Min about the situation, and looked through the treatment report twice.When Zhu Min told him that Ji Yao was fine, Fu Zhong thanked him with a smile.

Seeing his worried look, Zhu Min felt happy for Ji Yao. After suffering for so many years, Santu should have someone to take care of him.With a smile in his eyes, Zhu Min saw the dazzling sunlight shining on the beach, and there was a sense of vitality.

"What are you doing?" After Zhu Min left, Ji Yao sat next to Fu Zhong, lying on the table and looking at the computer in front of him, "Have you been waiting outside?"

"Yeah, I've been outside all the time, and I haven't gone anywhere else." Fu Zhong quietly stretched out his hand to straighten Ji Yao's hair, "It's sunny here, so I can bask in it more and make it more comfortable. Wait a minute, do you want to drink coffee?" ? I'll cook a pot."

Ji Yao nodded with a smile, raised a finger and circled the folds of his sleeve.Fu Zhong kissed him and got up to find coffee beans and sugar cubes.

The screen of the computer on the desk was on, Ji Yao put on his glasses, turned the screen around, sat up and started browsing.He took a cursory look, and it turned out that it was a research report written by a biological expert, and the anatomical diagram was on it, which was clear at a glance.

Yang Qihua obviously didn't hand over the things to him, so why did he go to Fu Zhong?Ji Yao thought about it, but he didn't want to understand it, but he soon stopped worrying about this problem, because it didn't matter.

There was a burst of aroma of coffee wafting from behind, steaming, like water vapor evaporating in summer.His ears were burned suddenly, Ji Yao shook his shoulders, and then handed a cup of coffee to him, with brown foam with flowers floating on it.

"No sugar added." Fu Zhong said, he sat down on the chair, and his knees naturally leaned towards Ji Yao's side, which was a posture for a long conversation, which made people feel warm and stable.

Ji Yao pursed his lips and smiled lightly, he felt relieved, because Fu Zhong knew his coffee drinking habit, so he didn't add sugar to his coffee every time.It tastes bitter, but Ji Yao is addicted to that bitter taste, just like the life he has experienced.

Fu Zhong peeled a sugar cube and fed it to him, then took a few more out of his pocket and placed them next to the computer.Ji Yao clutched his cup and drank coffee, Fu Zhong swipe the computer casually a few times, and said, "Dr. Xiao Zhuoming just sent me the document that you want to see, so I transferred it to you."

"Well, this is a report written by my name, Professor Yang Qihua. I didn't expect him to forget about it." Ji Yao said, "All the information about snakes and eagles, oh, not necessarily all."

"There are horns on the snake's head." Fu Zhong pointed to a picture and said, "The anatomical map is clearly marked. What is this thing?"

Ji Yao thought for a while, gestured a few times on the top of his head, and said, "Like antlers? Professor Yang once said that too. It's like this... It's just like this... It's like that, um, that's it."

Fu Zhong pulled a pen and paper to draw a picture on it, and pointed it to Ji Yao while drawing, saying where this is and where that is.After finishing the drawing, put down the pen, push the end of the paper in front of Ji Yao, put away his hands, and look at Ji Yao's expression.

There are no monsters on the paper, and there are no bones and flesh. Instead, there are sketched human faces, with smooth luster and spirit.This was completely beyond Ji Yao's expectation. He was stunned for a long time before he realized that the end of his eyes and ears suddenly turned into a dizzy pink color.

"What are you doing?" Ji Yao blamed, and glanced at Fu Zhong, but the smile on the corner of his mouth betrayed him, and that smile spread like a green hill in the distance.

Fu Zhong pointed at the sketch with handsome eyebrows and eyes, and said, "Do you think my drawing is good? Guess who I drew?"

Ji Yao knew what he wanted to say, but he didn't like what he wanted: "What you draw is yourself, you narcissist. Also, this look is a little too gentle, not harsh enough."

"Because you have such gentle eyes when you look at me." Fu Zhong said, with a smile on his face, he leaned over to look at his work, "Although you are very strict, what I draw is what I see you."

Suddenly Ji Yao couldn't speak, she lowered her head and took a sip of coffee to divert her attention. The sugar completely melted, and the sweetness flowed down along with the bitter aroma of the coffee, and flowed into the stomach, creating a sense of warmth.

At that time, he felt butterflies flying in his stomach, and when he opened his mouth, those beautiful butterflies would fly out.There are a few foams left in the half cup of coffee, just like the mountains and the ocean are gentle, the dust in the air is nestled under the light, although they are small, they are with the light.

Fu Zhong picked up the pen again, and began to draw on the paper rustlingly. His hands were fast, skilled and steady.Moments later, he added a pair of antlers above the face and a scarf underneath.

"It's still a little cute now." Fu Zhong said, put down the pen, and showed Ji Yao the drawing paper.

The person in the painting has a pair of long eyebrows with beautiful arcs, and the ends of the eyebrows are like swallow's wings, flying into people's hearts at once.Especially those eyes, there is light in them, as if looking through the paper, exuding a gentle temperament.

Looking at the pair of antlers, Ji Yao suddenly blushed, covered her face and wiped it vigorously, and swallowed the last sip of coffee with red ears.

Sitting in the sun for a while, he stared at the painting lost in thought.After a while, Ji Yao suddenly said, "Do you know what I want to do most now?"

"What is it?"

Ji Yao stretched out a finger and pointed on the paper, he didn't look at Fu Zhong, his eyes stayed on the eyes of the person on the painting: "Dress up like this and go to bed with you."

"Ah, no." Fu Zhong suddenly smiled, and an imperceptible faint red color appeared on his temples, like a drop of cinnabar falling into clear water, "Your waist is not good."

"I can't? You fucking said my waist is not good?" Ji Yao said in a normal tone, he nailed every word accurately, it didn't sound like a question, "Okay, okay, don't talk about this Now. Let’s get down to business, a bunch of things are waiting to see us.”

He put away the painting, the paper rustling, and then he put the painting in the folder.Fu Zhong removed the pen and the empty coffee cup, picked up the computer, and said, "I'll take you back to the office cabin."

"What else did Xiao Zhuoming tell you?" Ji Yao put the computer on his lap and asked Fu Zhong, "I don't think she can just upload a file and finish the job."

After he finished speaking, he paused and looked back into Fu Zhong's eyes: "Why didn't she just hand over the document to me?"

Fu Zhong pursed his lips and thought about it. He rolled up his sleeves and rinsed the cup by the sink, and said, "Maybe I don't have permission to contact you directly. Maybe it's more convenient for me. She knows that I will pass things on to you."

"She is really confident." Ji Yao said, "Speaking of it, she seems to always create all kinds of opportunities for us. Well, she taught me some things."

"what?"

"For example, when the giant eagle attacked the coordinate system last time, she specifically called me and told me to remind you to protect the back of your head. It is a romantic thing to say that you care about your comrades in arms."

Fu Zhong didn't know what expression to make when he heard the words, he didn't know what benefit Xiao Zhuoming would do to her, but Fu Zhong was still happy in his heart: "She probably thinks that we are a perfect match."

"A natural pair." Ji Yao raised his right hand to show Fu Zhong, a ring on his ring finger was shining, "Thanks for Dr. Xiao's teaching, I have learned it now, and I will remind you to protect the back of your head before every battle. "

The office cabin is next to the communication platform, and a small cabin is temporarily set up. Only the necessary instruments are placed. Even the imaging screen of Xinghe is a camouflage weapon. Everything in the cabin can be turned into a gun by turning around.

Ji Yao sat down in front of the table, watched Fu Zhong put folders, paper and pens for himself with a short body, reached out and touched the back of his head, and said, "Is this place okay? Is there any injury? Or dizziness, memory loss?" Impact or something?"

Fu Zhong was silent for a while, and didn't tell Ji Yao the truth, but casually mentioned it in a flat tone: "Occasionally I feel dizzy, but other times I'm fine. The memory is very complete, and I haven't forgotten anything. It doesn't get in the way, it doesn't matter."

After he finished speaking, he kissed Ji Yao on the forehead, and then stuffed the arranged documents into the closet: "I haven't forgotten anything, I am still me, and you are still you."

Ji Yao spread out the document paper in front of him, took a pen to sign on it, smiled with his eyebrows lowered, and the light smeared on his chin like a layer of glaze.At that moment, the atmosphere was very gentle, like sitting in front of the door with your lover to enjoy the cool in the summer evening.

Indeed, many years have passed, Fu Zhong is still Fu Zhong, Ji Yao is still Ji Yao, a tree of plum blossoms, and a bright moon.

And they still have many, many years to go.

"Xiao Zhuoming told me that she saw her father's work notes." Fu Zhong sorted out all the materials, and said to Ji Yao, "The work diary I wrote when I was in Tibet. The content of my conversation with her is here."

White paper was spit out from the printer, Fu Zhong pulled the end of the paper over and placed it in front of Ji Yao.Ji Yao read it carefully, frowned and said, "She said that the diary mentioned the huge black tower, and we also found the black tower here."

"Yes, it's a coincidence." Fu Zhong pulled another piece of paper out of the printer's mouth, "There is an illustration hand-drawn by her father in the diary, which Xiao Zhuoming drew from his impression. Well, it's a bit abstract, but it's almost That means."

Ji Yao glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Indeed, this painting shows a soul. Yes, very soulful, contemporary Picasso."

Xiao Zhuoming's painting skills are not good, it's not her fault.Ji Yao could understand what he wanted to express in the picture, he put together another photo that Fu Zhong gave him, and drew a circle on it with a red pen.

"Two black towers. What are the towers for?" Ji Yao asked.

"Maybe it's for transmitting signals, maybe it's for observation, maybe it's...a function that we couldn't think of." Fu Zhong said while supporting the table, "It's just like our TV tower is so tall, it's nothing more than that. function."

"Do you think this will be a TV tower? Huh? Broadcasting various TV stations for the residents who live here?"

"Of course not, chief, there must be a demon if something goes wrong. We can't confirm the function of these two towers now, we have to find a chance to check it out for ourselves."

"It's time to go. In addition, Lin Cheng said that he captured a steady stream of information, the content is 'orange', have you found the source of the signal emission? What does 'orange' mean?"

"Lincheng tried to search for the source signal, but found that the location of the source signal is constantly changing. At present, there are more than ten confirmed locations, which have been marked on the map. They are still being supplemented."

"Could it be launched by the black tower? After all, it looks like an antenna, and it's perfect for sending and receiving signals."

"I can't be sure. The Black Tower is silent. Our pilots patrol there every day, and we haven't found anything unusual so far."

"We have to let them reduce the frequency of going there. We haven't figured out the details of that place, and there will be problems."

"Okay, I will modify the plan. Let me see, at this time, the second batch of pilots is carrying the experts back."

Ji Yao spread the paper on the table and nodded: "How much information about that building complex? Geology, meteorology, hydrology, biology, potential danger, advanced weapon placement, have you got all these things?"

"The geologists are taking a rest in the later stage, and there should be news soon. I remember that the risk assessment has been sent to your command system. It is a barren area, it is an abandoned city, and there is currently no Human activity was found."

"Do you think that is a city built by humans?"

"It's similar to the city we live in, except that it's built on a powerful military system, and it's a city dedicated to war." Fu Zhong swiped the photo on the computer, "It has modern militarization features, and precision Armed."

"But why did you abandon this city again? Where did the people who were stationed here go?"

"I don't know, but we will know. When you are fully recovered, we will go there to have a look. If you come, you will be safe. If you come, you will come, and we will finish this road."

Ji Yao looked away from the computer screen and saw the sun and the blue sea outside the porthole, as if a miracle had appeared.He felt as if he was in a dream, and everything he had experienced before was like a dream, life and death, life and death.

Why did he come here, and why did he do these things.After rubbing shoulders with the god of death several times, he was dragged back abruptly, as if his life was not to die, and there were more important things waiting for him to do.

"Fu Zhong." Ji Yao suddenly called Fu Zhong's name, and asked him a question, "How did you say we got to where we are today? Could someone have planned everything long ago, our destiny is one The established facts? There is always a pair of eyes watching us behind us, where we are going and what we are going to do next, he is very clear, and makes everything develop in the direction he planned."

"No, no one can control the fate of others, not even time. You and I are independent individuals and will not be easily controlled by others. We are here to perform a mission, and to find your father .It's that simple."

Ji Yao didn't speak, he rubbed the center of his eyebrows, Fu Zhong was right, the reason was that simple.Towards a simple goal, they traveled through mountains and rivers, through wind and rain.

Fu Zhong stretched out his hand to hold Ji Yao in his arms, the temperature in his arms was as warm as the sunlight outside, even a little warmer.Ji Yao pressed her face against his firm belly, feeling at ease, like a tired bird returning to its warm nest.

"Okay, don't think about it anymore. It's not that complicated. It's an ordinary task. Just finish it." Fu Zhong patted Ji Yao's back and rubbed his fingers on his ears.

A red alert popped up in Ji Yao's system, and he sat up, frowning.Fu Zhong stood next to him, and the warning box on the screen read: Formation A reported that it was attacked by unknown forces on the way back, and one of our planes was shot down.It's normal.

"Where's the pilot? How's the pilot?"

"Report to the commander, the pilot parachuted, number JA-M-077, the chance of survival is 70%, and the expected landing point is at sea."

"Stay away from the ocean!" Fu Zhong suddenly said reflexively, and Ji Yao looked at him.

Fu Zhong sorted out his language and answered briefly: "We guess there are difficult things in the sea, so it's best not to fall into the sea. Stay away, the farther you are, the safer you are."

Ji Yao's eyes flickered. Although he was puzzled, he didn't have time to ask more questions.Ji Yao believed Fu Zhong's words, so he quickly made a decision, started the countdown, picked up the pager and ordered them to pull the parachute away from the sea, and return to the base as soon as possible within the specified time.

"What did you mean by that?" Ji Yao asked Fu Zhong.

Fu Zhong took out a scanned picture and pointed it to Ji Yao: "I didn't have time to tell you, look at these forts built on the mountain, and the muzzles, they are all aimed at the sea. Obviously, they are dealing with the sea. thing."

Ji Yao looked it over carefully, scanning the dark clouds in each room: "Maybe it's a fleet at sea?"

"Who knows what it is, the sea is not safe, it's best to stay away."

Ji Yao didn't struggle with this issue, he acquiesced to Fu Zhong's words, put the paper back to its original place, and left it to be resolved later.

"Big pig, you bastard is still basking in the sun, come here quickly, office cabin, push the wheelchair."

"Isn't Fu Zhong here? What do you want me to do?"

"He has something to do. Don't talk nonsense, something happened, come here and help."

Ji Yao hung up the phone, Zhu Min ran to the office cabin a minute later, and Ji Yao asked him to wait outside.

"I'm going out for a while." Ji Yao said, he quickly folded the paper and turned off the computer, "I just finished speaking, something happened, and I knew there was a ghost in that place. You pass the order down and enter the state of preparation .”

"it is good."

"Who are the experts on board?"

"Today I only went to a geologist." Fu Zhong said. He put on his gloves, pulled out two guns and stuck them behind his waist, with a dagger pinned to his upper arm. "Professor Geng Shuming is on the plane, I hope he is fine."

Ji Yao paused for a moment, then nodded to show that he understood.He ordered Zhu Min to turn the wheelchair in a different direction, and he had to go to the communication room, where he could control the overall situation.

Just as Fu Zhong turned to leave, Fu stopped again, turned around and called Ji Yao, and said, "Chief, I forgot to tell you that one of Professor Geng's students died. We have already transported his body back to the coordinate instrument. Now... ...should go back to the other end."

On the other side is the modern world they live in, 46 billion years ago.The remains of all those who died in the mission will be transported back as soon as possible.When I came here, I was still a lively young student, but when I went back, I was a corpse.

It's a gamble.

Ji Yao's eyes moved when he heard this, as if ripples suddenly appeared on the calm lake.He felt a cool pang of regret, and more or less sadness, that in their line of work, life is hard, and their lives are at the point of gunpoint.

Cartographers do not have to go through these bloody battlefields, nor do they have to go through the rain of bullets. They are scholars and should sit in the laboratory and do research with peace of mind.As for fighting for life with a gun, it was done by desperadoes like Ji Yao.

War will destroy many things, and the fate of every sacrificed comrade in arms will eventually befall him.

"Well... I'm sorry." Ji Yao said, he opened his mouth, and finally it all turned into a sigh, "There will be no more sacrifices."

The author says:

It's my birthday today, so I just have a chapter.