Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

Chapter 200 I'm a little hungry

They were the last ones to get on the bus, so they were seated in the last row.

Qin Yuchen put his backpack on the luggage rack and waited until Zhang Qiling sat down before sitting next to him.

Xiaoxi checked the list and called out the names again. After confirming that no one was missing, she told the driver that they could set off.

The vehicle slowly drove out of the city and entered the national highway that Xiaoxi mentioned.

She took the opportunity when no one was asleep yet and briefly introduced several major areas they would pass through next, including Motuo where Qin Yuchen and Zhang Qiling were going.

When they arrived, they had to separate from the tour group and find a local to lead the way to the mysterious Lama temple hidden deep in the snow-capped mountains.

That is their final destination this time.

Qin Yuchen listened to Xiaoxi talking about the local customs and folkways, put his windbreaker on his head to block out all the light, leaned on Zhang Qiling's shoulder and began to sleep.

As for why they wanted to travel with a group.

The purpose is simple.

To avoid unnecessary people causing trouble.

Given Zhang Qiling's identity, he will definitely attract a lot of attention.

Whether good or bad, there are always a lot of people looking for his whereabouts.

Not to mention Qin Yuchen, he is now in a situation where "everyone hates him". There are countless people who dislike him, and those who want him dead are lining up to rush to him.

So Qin Yuchen decided that for everyone's safety, joining a tour group is a troublesome but effective way to travel.

After all, two people in a car driving in an uninhabited snowy and icy area, versus several buses carrying a group of people on a busy tourist route, which one is more likely to be surrounded and attacked by unidentified vehicles?

No matter how crazy those people are, it is impossible for them to kill people under countless eyes.

The noise inside the car gradually died down, and cold air began to seep in through the gaps in the windows, causing some tourists who had just fallen asleep to open their eyes and close the curtains in an attempt to reduce the cold wind.

Zhang Qiling listened to the person in front of him pull the curtains to cover the window on his side, then he pulled the brim of his hat, leaned against Qin Yuchen and closed his eyes.

After several hours, the car arrived at the first rest area.

The tour guide woke up the sleeping passengers and told them that they could go downstairs for a walk and have a meal.

"dust."

Zhang Qiling lifted his clothes a little, leaned over to look at the unresponsive Qin Yuchen, and gently patted his head.

"Ok?"

The person who was called spoke clearly, but had no intention of opening his eyes, and even buried his face in the shadows.

Zhang Qiling chuckled twice and said, "I'm a little hungry."

He felt the head on his shoulder move a little bit, and finally the heat went away. Qin Yuchen sat up, grabbing his messy hair.

"Then let's go eat." He stood up, put on his windbreaker, took his backpack off the luggage rack, and took out a scarf and a hat from it.

He put the hat on himself, turned around and knelt on one knee on the seat, took off Zhang Qiling's hood, put the scarf around his neck twice and tucked it into his collar, then considerately put the hood on him.

"Let's go."

Zhang Qiling pulled down the scarf that covered his mouth, blinked, and followed Qin Yuchen who had walked a few steps away.

When the two got out of the car, their first reaction was to look around.

Where they are now is a parking plaza.

In addition to the bus that set out together, there are now several other cars in the square.

The so-called resting places are restaurants and convenience stores opened by several local residents.

Qin Yuchen took Zhang Qiling to the restaurant. As soon as they entered, they almost subconsciously observed everyone who appeared in their sight.

But I didn't see any problem.

All the tables in the restaurant are large tables that can seat more than a dozen people, so after Qin Yuchen ordered the dishes at the front desk, he found a seat nearby.

"Oh, this trip was really a pain in the ass."

"Yes, my head has been throbbing with pain since I got on the bus. It's so uncomfortable."

"I feel fine. You guys came from a very low place, so you may be suffering from altitude sickness."

"Well, I guess so. That's what the tour guide said."

"Oh! Since you have altitude sickness, you can't do strenuous exercise. Wear something thicker or you'll catch a cold!"

"Yeah……"

"..."

The restaurant with a strong Tibetan flavor is filled with accents from all over the world, and it is very noisy and lively.

The dishes were served quickly, and the two of them listened quietly to the people at their table chatting about the unexpected situation and making long comments on the dishes that they were not used to.

It was as if he finally noticed their existence and added them to the conversation in a familiar manner.

The man sitting on Zhang Qiling's right changed the subject and naturally asked where everyone was from.

As they asked more questions, the eyes of everyone at the table turned to them.

"Hey guys, where are you two from?"

Qin Yuchen picked up the ginger in the bowl and put it on the table, then glanced at the person who asked him the question:

“Gansu.”

Zhang Qiling took a sip of water and nodded to indicate that he was from the same place as him.

"What a coincidence! I've also been to Gansu for a trip." A short and fat man laughed.

"Gansu is a great place."

"Their hand-pulled lamb, and something else...something else called braised lamb, and...I can't remember so many, but there are so many delicious ones!"

"You can try it when you go play later."

"Sure, sure." Another woman replied, "I just happen to love lamb!"