Chapter 26 blueberry icecream─blueberry ice cream

"I want blueberry ice cream," she announced at two in the morning. I really don't know why girls would pick such inexplicable moments and think of some inexplicable things.Letting my mind run wild about the fate of Chiang Kai-shek and the Nationalist government for no particular reason, I put on my shirt, stepped out of the street, and caught a taxi. "Anywhere, as long as there is a shop that sells blueberry ice cream." I said to the driver, closed my eyes, and yawned.About fifteen minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a strange building on a strange street.It is an ancient three-story building, only the entrance is particularly large, and there are seven flagpoles on the roof, with seven inexplicable flags hanging on it.

"Does this place really sell ice cream?" I asked the driver. "That's why we came here," said the driver. The answer is really in line with theatrical principles.I paid, got out of the car, and walked into the building.At the reception desk in the building, a young woman about twenty years old was sitting.In fact, she didn't even move her body, but she had a very busy expression on her face.I said "I want blueberry ice cream".There was an unhappy expression on her face why she chose this time.Then hand me a piece of pastel paper. "Write your name and address on this and go to Gate 3."

I borrowed a pencil and filled in my name and address on a piece of paper.rustle rustle.Then go up the coffin-like stairs and push open the No. 3 door.In the center of the room was a table the size of a ping-pong table. A young man was sitting on it, holding a document in his right hand and one in his left hand, looking at it alternately. "Blue Strawberry Ice Cream" I said and handed out the slip of paper, and he slammed on it without even looking at me!Cover a chapter. "Number 6." To trek to Gate No. 6, I had to cross a deep river.The white searchlights patrolled the river to the left and right, and there were occasional bang, bang gunshots in the distance.

Between Gate 6 and Gate 8, there is a field hospital converted from an old classroom. The grass in the atrium is full of soldiers with missing hands or broken legs.In the cafeteria of the field hospital, there were three gasoline barrels of raisin ice cream, but no blueberry ice cream. "The blue strawberry is on the 14th," the chef told me. Gate No. 14 had completely collapsed from the night bombardment.Only one door frame remains.A note was tacked to the door frame with thumbtacks. "Please go to the 17th if you have anything to do." In front of Gate 17, an army of camels is engaged in a rebel melee.The night was filled with the shouting of camel caravans and the smell of piss.I finally managed to find a friendly camel who opened door 17 for me.

Door 17 is the last door. I opened the door and there were two well-dressed middle-aged men wrestling with an anteater.They've got blood all over them, and they're all here to get blueberry ice cream. Cursed blueberry ice cream. However, I'm not one to get sentimental easily.Using the back of my mandolin, I beat the two middle-aged men and the giant anteater to death one by one like in "Y's Tragedy", opened the frozen vault, and got blueberry ice cream. "How much dry ice do I need?" The girl in the store asked. "Thirty minutes" I replied calmly.

Got the ice cream, and when I got home, it was five o'clock at dawn.She had fallen into a deep sleep.