Chapter 9 Chapter 8 Three years on the grassland

Batu must have thought of this, and also felt that from then on, he might never be able to leave the grassland—the grassland is a painting, and he has already entered it, and in his next soliloquy, he also After affirming this point, he was not as excited as he was at the beginning, and he knew how to comfort himself: "In theory, I am in the painting, and he is in the painting, so I should be able to meet him...you can ask people." Next, Batu really asked a few people: "Have you ever seen a Han man, bald, thin, very old, dragging a suitcase?" Finally, a little girl's voice said: "Yes, I saw him in a daze under a big tree in front of me a few days ago."

(Bai Su and I look at each other.) (I let out a groan: "He... really got into the picture.") (Bai Su hesitated for a moment: "That's too similar to the plot of a horror movie. Many mysterious movies and novels have such descriptions of taking people into paintings or mirrors.") (I nodded, but Batu really had that kind of experience, so how can I explain it? Damn Batu, now he’s in Finland again, and I can’t find him either. Just tell what happened to him in the past ten years, things will always be much easier to understand, much better than listening to those ghost tapes.)

(Bai Su obviously had the same idea as me, and we took a deep breath together: things have come to this point, and we have to listen to all the tapes before talking.) (It suddenly dawned on me that most of the people I associate with have weird behaviors. For example, Wang Jufeng and Gao Caihong, who have the ability to travel freely in time, once left mysterious tapes for me, and their own people did not show up. I don’t know how many brain cells I lost.) (Those mysterious tapes, described as—maybe their weird behaviors are very helpful for me to describe the story, which can make the story more suspenseful and more interesting.)

Batu's voice was very excited: "Really? How far is that big tree from here?" The girl's voice said "a big tree in front", and when she said it, I imagined that there should be gestures, such as pointing forward.But when Batu asked like that, it was obvious that "that big tree" was not within his line of sight. People who live on the grassland often gallop on horseback, and their concept of distance is different from ordinary people. Sure enough, the girl replied: "A fast horse can get from here to that big tree in half a day." At that time, Batu may have repeatedly thanked him, but he did not record it. Most of the reasons were to save tapes.

Next, it was he who was asking people again: "Have you ever seen a tall and thin Han man with a suitcase, over sixty years old, and very weak?" In order to simplify the narrative, Batu asked this question about 70 times, and the answers he got were similar, and they were all affirmative: "Yes, a few days ago, I saw him under a tree—or by the pool, or On the grass—sitting on a box in a daze, not talking to anyone, it’s not far away, it takes half a day—or a day, or two days—to get there.” (After listening to the tape, Bai Su and I were very shocked.) (I took the pause switch, looked at Bai Su, and Bai Su also looked at me, and we both said in unison: "What does this mean? Looking for the person he is looking for, everyone says they have seen it, but he Never found.")

(Bai Su said in a deep voice: "Yes, he was fooled.") (I waved my hand vigorously: "Batu is extremely clever and shrewd. He...couldn't have been fooled for ten years.") (Bai Su tilts his head: "Don't forget, he thought he was in a painting, and he couldn't get out anyway, so he spent time looking for it. It may be because of this mentality that he has been fooled all the time. ") (I shook my head vigorously, still finding it incredible.) (Bai Su made a gesture, signaling to listen to the tape again.) What followed was another monologue by Batu.

He said hurriedly: "How long have I been looking for? How many days have I been on this grassland? How many people have I met? On this grassland, I have seen each of them at least six or seven times. Seeing and seeing, those people, those people, the first time I saw them, it was in a painting, in a painting, painted inside a painted box. Now, I am also a person in a painting, so I can’t get around this grassland, so I won’t meet strange faces, unless someone, like me, enters the painting.” When he said this, he couldn't help panting: "But why can't I find the marshal? Is he running away from me? I know he must also be on this grassland, and I must find him."

Batu's semantics sound quite firm, which proves that he will continue to circle in circles on the grassland. (Of course he never met the man he was looking for.) (However, it is still unimaginable that he has been on the grassland, or that he has been in the painting for ten years.) (I raised this question, and Bai Su agreed, and this question was quickly answered—the following recording indicated that Batu had left the painting.) His voice sounded extremely bewildered: "I came back to the world again, and left the painting. There was no sign of it beforehand. When I woke up, I felt pitch black, and felt that I was in a very narrow space."

He continued: "Putting it hard, I opened the lid of the box and found myself in the box. The box was in a big tent. There was nothing in the big tent except the box. The old fox was sitting not far away and saw me. , with a look of astonishment." It was his conversation with the old fox again. (The order of the tapes is very chaotic. Although it took a lot of effort to sort it out, it is still a bit messy. Like here, the dialogue between Batu and the old fox should be before his monologue, but it was reversed when it was sorted again and again.) Batu's voice was full of confusion: "I... how long have I been gone in this world? You have been waiting for me?"

The old fox's voice sounded very excited: "You have finally come out, you have finally come out of the painting." Batu made a "clack" sound, like a frightened turkey: "Am I really in the painting?" There was a sound of footsteps, guessing that it was the old fox approaching the box: "Look, everyone who should be there is there, only you are gone. For the past three years, I have always seen you in the painting." Batu's voice was like a groan: "Three years, three years have passed since I was in the picture?" The old fox also sighed: "The days go by so fast. In the past three years, what kind of situation have you lived in? You don't move, but you still have life? Can you think, or don't you know anything?"

At that time, Batu must have made many inexplicable movements, because there were many inexplicable sounds coming out. He said: "What I see is different. The grassland is very vast. Everyone in the painting... lives on the grassland. I... am among them, completely living on the real grassland. Same." The old fox cried out suddenly: "I don't believe it, I don't believe such a thing will happen." Batu's voice was bitter: "You're right, I'm afraid no one in the world will believe what I say." After that, there was a period of silence, the two were panting rapidly, and then, the old fox's voice sounded very sneaky: "So, you saw... him?" When he was talking, he might have pointed to the painting inside the box.Batu immediately let out a long sigh: "It's a bit strange. Everyone has seen him, but I have been walking around the grassland for...three years? But I haven't been able to see him." The old fox also sighed: "He may never come out again, old friend. I'm really worried that you won't be able to come out either. God knows what force brought you in, and he doesn't know what force made you come out." At that time, Batu may have been shivering, because there was a strange "de" sound, which sounded like the upper and lower rows of teeth knocking together. Batu naturally has reason to be afraid. His experience is so strange, and he doesn't know what kind of power is in charge at all. If he really can't appear in the painting forever... that's really chilling. His voice was stiff: "I finally came out, I want... to get out of here quickly and return to the real world." The old fox said: "That's easy, but...you haven't completed the task, how do you report it?" Batu smiled bitterly: "It's been three years... During these three years, how have they treated me? Maybe they thought I had betrayed." The old fox's voice hesitated: "It's strange, it seems that you don't exist at all. Our people have exhausted all methods, but we can't find out your boss's attitude towards your disappearance." Batu took a breath: "Could it be that they still—" He spoke for half a sentence, but he didn't continue. He originally wanted to say: "Can they still receive my voice and everything I see?" The reason why he didn't go on talking was naturally that he didn't want to expose his identity as a "cyborg" in front of the old fox. However, when he thought of this, he must be very happy in his heart, because if that was the case, it would be easier to win people's trust if he told about the weird experiences in the past three years. Batu paused: "Yes, the task has not been completed. It's embarrassing to say it. In fact, I have... hope... It's really hard to say. Even if I see him in the painting, how can I bring him out?" The old fox was also greatly moved: "That's right, you know, these days, this grassland is extremely lively, and it has become the most popular center for espionage activities in the world. The news that he survived the crash, the more people who know There are more and more people looking for him from all sides, and on their own side, they have sent three female spies, all of whom are as beautiful as flowers, and they all use the names of flowers as code names." Batu gave a "hmm" and said, "I've heard...they also know that he's in the picture?" The old fox's voice was a little annoyed: "This is a huge secret I discovered. I'm not an old friend, so how can I tell everyone?" Batu took another long breath: "Thank you, please arrange it, I want to leave immediately." The old fox hesitated for a moment: "Batu doesn't behave like you. You must not achieve your goal, so you will never quit." Batu raised his voice: "Things are too weird, I have no other choice, so I have to give up temporarily." The old fox tentatively asked: "I still have to wait. Why don't you wait with me? One day, he will come out of the painting, just like you." Batu's voice was full of fear: "No, no, you are interested, you can wait alone. Alas, it's hard to imagine that it took three years to go around in circles like this." The old fox replied: "Three years, but more than a thousand days, it's nothing." After this recording was over, all the tapes have been listened to, and a clue has been sorted out.Batu, of course, left Mongolia. He stayed in Mongolia for three years, "three years in three paintings", but there was no news for ten years. So, what did he do for the remaining seven years? I discussed with Bai Su.After Batu left Mongolia, the secret service system would contact him immediately, and he would also report what happened to him. His boss may or may not believe it. The attitude of his boss determines his situation in the next seven years. , if it is determined that he is talking nonsense, maybe he will be asked to live in a mental hospital for a long time. Guessing out of thin air, naturally there will be no results, Bai Su looked at me scratching my ears and scratching my cheeks, feeling itchy and unbearable, and smiled: "Sometimes, don't talk about Wen Baoyu, just look at you now, just like him. " I glared at her: "We naturally have similar personalities, so we can become good friends." Bai Su laughed even more happily: "What's the use of being aggressive here, Batu and Liangchen Meijing are in Finland, it's never easy for you to find them, why worry here?" I took a deep breath: "Really, are you going?" Bai Su tilted his head, thought for a while, then shook his head: "Is there any special development, I'll be there for you, how about it?" We are all used to acting alone, and Bai Su's answer was also expected. I said casually: "Batu has become a 'cyborg', which is not recognizable at all on the outside. It is very scary to think about." Bai Su frowned, as if she had other thoughts, and after a while, she said: "I always feel that things are very... I don't know where it is, it's very unreasonable." I waved my hand: "People are taken into a painting by some unknown force. This kind of weird thing is totally unreasonable." Bai Su also waved his hands, as if wanting to shake off Ling's chaotic thoughts: "I didn't mean that, it's just... I can't say it now, anyway, there is something unreasonable about the matter." I looked at her: "Try to illustrate with an example." Bai Su smiled wryly: "If I can find a thread, the whole thing will be revealed." I nodded: "This head is on Batu." Bai Su suddenly asked again: "Why is Batu so interested in the disappearance of the female teacher and the pupil?" I couldn't help being startled: "Anyone who has encountered such a weird thing will continue to investigate." Bai Su asked so many strange questions, my answer obviously didn't satisfy her, but she jumped over it, and asked another question: "I don't know that old fox has been waiting, what's the result?" I said: "I have never heard of this marshal appearing again. The old fox waited, but naturally there was no result." Bai Su changed the subject again: "Some writers often use sentences like 'in the picture of life', but it's still hard to imagine such a thing." I smiled wryly: "This kind of thing really happened. I'm afraid it doesn't taste very good. All the paintings are flat. It's hard to imagine how a person can live in a flat surface." Bai Su pursed her lips: "It's too hard to imagine... Maybe that's why I think things are unreasonable—there's no room for imagination, but I really want to do something." I casually asked: "What do you want to do?" Bai Su's question and answer gave me a big jump: "I want to meet that 'old fox' and see what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd." I shook my hands wildly: "Don't mess with this kind of person, this kind of person can also be teased?" Bai Su said again: "You can go to the old fox through one person." I was helpless, it seemed that Bai Su had already made her own decision, so I asked, "Who do you use to find him?" Bai Su said: "That old lady, Mrs. Gary, has considerable influence in the entire Soviet Union and the Eastern European bloc." I shook my head: "First, I object to you going to see the old fox. Second, even if you want to meet, you don't need to disturb others. One guest won't bother the two masters. Just ask Batu to be the introducer." Bai Su didn't respond, I couldn't help jumping: "You don't want to go see the old fox right now." "No." I let out a sigh of relief: "When I come back from Finland, if I want to see him, we will go together." Bai Su looked at me for a moment: "Since when, I won't even have the freedom of movement." I said firmly: "From now on." Bai Su chuckled: "When are you going? When you arrive in Helsinki, how can you find Batu?" I was stunned for a while, Helsinki said whether it was big or small, and it was really not easy to find three people.When they left, they didn't say how to contact them. Even why Batu was in Helsinki, he only knew that he was "tracking a dog". When he got there, he couldn't be found for three to five days, so it was no surprise. Bai Su looked at me: "I see, when they arrive, they will always call us no matter whether the investigation is fruitful or not. How about going there then, wait a minute?" I took a breath, and it seemed that there was no other way but to "wait a while". It was estimated that Batu would arrive in Helsinki soon, and I didn't have to wait long. Who knew, after waiting for three days, Batu and Liangchen were beautiful, but there was no news at all. The wait made me anxious and fidgety. During these three days, Bai Su was not idle. She got a lot of information about the "Marshal crashing the plane". Those who claimed to be "the inside story of the inside story" were very ridiculous. They all said that the plane crashed and no one survived— — This is the way it is. The real secret will only be known to a very small number of people. If everyone knows it, is it still called "insider information"? Three days later, I couldn't bear it any longer, and complained to Bai Su for telling me to "wait a minute", Bai Su sighed: "Okay, you go first, and call back when you arrive. I have news about them. I'll tell you, and you'll find it there." I sighed: "It should have been like this a long time ago. I'm afraid I've seen it. I'll leave now." All the formalities have been completed long ago, but I still waited another seven or eight hours before boarding the plane. The long-distance flight is quite tiring. My usual way of coping is to sleep soundly. When I arrive in Helsinki, I use the fastest method After checking into the hotel, I immediately talked to Bai Su on the phone. Bai Su's voice sounded hazy, but also very anxious: "The two little girls haven't come to see you yet?" She said something like this out of nowhere, and I didn't know what it meant, but there was already a knock on the door, and there was a knock on the door.In such a first-rate hotel, there are only two possibilities for such a knock on the door: first, the fire in the hotel is beyond control; second, the "two little girls" have arrived. I asked Bai Su to wait, and went to open the door. Two red shadows flew over, one on each side, and grabbed my arm, with a panicked look on their faces. I shook them both, They were in the air, turned a somersault, turned over the bed, landed on the ground, bounced up immediately, jumped over the bed, and landed in front of me. The swiftness and dexterity of their movements was simply unimaginable. As soon as they stood still, they said in unison: "Uncle Batu has gone into the painting, Uncle Wei, what should we do?" I was taken aback for a moment, picked up the phone first, and said to Bai Su: "Did you hear what they said?" Bai Su said: "Not long after you left, they called. I knew everything about it. I won't repeat it to you. You can listen to them. I'll tell them the hotel you booked, and they will find you right away." I snorted: "Sure enough, immediately, I haven't washed my face yet." Putting down the phone, I looked at Liangchenmei, seeing their round faces, still extremely anxious, I made a gesture to ask them to sit down: "Don't worry, Batu entered the painting once, and it took three years to come out." , go in again this time, familiar with the way, it doesn't matter." They had never listened to the tapes, so they naturally didn't know what happened on the Mongolian grasslands. They stared at me with wide eyes and didn't know what to say for a while.I said, "Tell me in detail from the beginning." Liang Chenmei said: "You...don't go to see him first? We can talk about it in detail along the way." I asked, "To see a painting? Where is it?" All the beauties on a good day sighed in unison, with hesitant expressions, and there was a lot of unspeakable concealment. I saw it funny again, and shouted: "Say it quickly." The two of them sighed again: "The painting is in a private museum. It takes more than an hour to drive there." They and I got off the elevator all the way and passed the hotel lobby. In the astonishment of everyone, we noticed how attractive the beautiful scenery on a good day is. A bright red bell, bright red boots and leggings, lined with white and red face clips, the two people are exactly the same, in the Nordic land, there are many beauties and handsome men, but there are not many cute characters like this See, it has attracted so many admiring eyes, which is naturally expected. They rolled out of the hotel like a gust of wind, and the wind was strong outside, blowing up a bell of theirs, and the snow-white fox fur inside made it even more beautiful. As soon as I got out of the hotel and waited for a while, someone naturally drove a car for them. When I saw the car, I snorted. The heavy-duty RV can reach a top speed of 320 kilometers per hour, and the price is about 400,000 U.S. dollars. When they go down the mountain, they have treasures passed down from their ancestors in their hands. Naturally, they never thought that such a car is the work of many people who have worked hard all their lives. cost.