Volume 631 The Original Sin of Desire

They really ran away, took their respective supplies and luggage, and left without looking back. Even if the payment of money in the later period was stopped, they couldn't make them turn back.

No wonder, the hardships here are difficult to express in one or two sentences.

However, after a few days of wind and sand, Qin Guan's usual plump lips had a few dry cracks, and his face was rough to the touch.

The contempt of the Northwest men did not give their new friends, because they found that this man who thought he needed the most care was more tenacious than others.

In the camera shot of the rabbit's hind legs that were eaten raw and still covered in blood, Qin Guan was not vague at all, just biting down without a trace of hesitation.

Rolling and crawling on the Gobi Desert could not stop this man from performing conscientiously in the camera.

They all know that thanks to this man, the filming process of this film has been shortened by two cycles, and the final shot will be over soon.

The yellow sand in the northwest was blowing, and Qin Guan, who knelt on the rough sand, looked at the dead body of Ritai with no tears in his eyes, and everyone outside the camera saw his crying.

This shocking finale, ushered in by the death of another protagonist, finally waited for its final sound.

"stop!"

Lu Chuan, who had already lost his voice, began to pack his bags for the return trip in this empty area with the joy of having less than sixty people left.

Qin Guan, who had already hooked up with the locals, asked, "Are there still a lot of poachers now?"

"It's hard to say that there are no places with checkpoints, but in such a deep area, maybe we can actually meet them."

"Hahaha, isn't the Ministry of Public Security building protection stations here? Hahaha..."

An awkward smile hangs on Qin Guan's face like this, because the expression of the man from Northwest who is surrounded by his neck tells him that his words may be realized by tragedy.

"Hehe, it's not such a coincidence, can we meet real poachers when we make a movie?"

...

"boom…."

You crow mouth.

"It's okay, it's okay! The prop went off fire!"

Hi!

It was also thanks to the fire escape that they escaped in the vast desert.

Not far from the road they had to pass, a group of poachers naturally heard the gunshots from here.

They can't avoid armed personnel and large groups.

And they, who had already gained something, quickly evacuated from the scene of the crime after hearing the sound of the gun being fired.

When the small jeep on the return journey of the film crew swayed back creakingly, they saw these antelopes that had already suffered.

Below the neck is bloody flesh and blood, those dark eyes are wide open unwillingly, and some natural reflexes are still there, twitching slightly on the monotonous loess ground.

Blood flowed like a river, and the uniform corpses were spread all over the place. What I thought was artificially rendered footage was moved to reality unexpectedly in front of everyone.

The most experienced former member of the escort walked out of the team, counting the number of these corpses with a hint of heartache.

1, 2, 3... 405, even the big ones and the small ones, no one is spared.

What an ironic amount, it fits so well with the exterminated small population of Tibetan antelope in the camera.

Depressed and depressed, the living facts are in front of my eyes.

Let everyone on the return trip focus on Lu Chuan after getting off the car.

"Director, tell me if you need any help later!"

"Director, come on! We will complete the task even if we work overtime!"

This is the voice of countless people who have worked hard, and it is also their desire to do something for this place.

At the protection site where the report was received, the young policemen, with a feeling of common hatred and hatred, drove towards the direction of the Qin Guan crew's report.

Those who are good at tracking should be able to return with everyone's hope in triumph.

Qin Guan walked in front of Lu Chuan, the two looked at each other for a long time, and expressed their most sincere blessings to each other.

"It's a good movie and it needs to be seen by the world."

"You are a good actor, and movies always need such actors."

The longest hug of the two was not for each other, but for these most lovely and simple Northwest men.

"Qin Guan, you must come to play when you have time!"

"Qin Guan, we count you as a part of this place. Although it's not common, if you want a sky burial, I'll find a temple for you!"

Thank you, I don't need to worry about this.

Goodbye, girl with red face, big eyes and long black braids.

Goodbye, the most manly Northwest man.

Goodbye, Coco Sicily.

Sister Xue, who returned home from the northwest, immediately revived with full blood, and started a one-day trip to the capital with Yin Changtao, who had never been to China.

And Qin Guan, who returned to Xiaowo's embrace, was greeted by the four pairs of staring eyes from both parents.

"God, my son, aren't you going to film a movie?"

"yes."

"Those who didn't know thought you were sold to a small coal mine."

Qin's mother exaggeratedly held her son's baby's face, and looked at the rough skin, which was a bit worn out, and looked at the complexion, which was almost turning earthy.

Looking at this little lip, it has become a gaping mouth....

Qin's mother was exaggerating over there, and Qin's father was naturally a man's expression. He just patted his son on the shoulder, and the worry in his eyes was naturally self-evident.

But looking at the two of Cong Nianwei, Cong's mother is okay, but she feels a little ridiculous about the behavior of her future in-laws, boy, it's not good to be too good, recruiting people.

As for Father Cong, he could no longer conceal the strong gloating in him.

"Haha, Weiwei, look at the fact that his stinky body is just like that, didn't he say he went to Qinghai? People in Qinghai haven't changed as much as him..."

"Dad, don't say a few words."

Seeing that Father Cong, who was clutching his belly, had begun to laugh out of complacency, Cong Nianwei immediately stopped the cunning treasure from continuing the following words.

And Qin Guan broke his face out of his old mother's hands, and exchanged a glance with Cong Nianwei: "Mom and Dad, let's talk about it tomorrow."

The two children were speaking in unison, and the four parents were not in a hurry, and very tacitly gave up the small room to the two young couples who had just met again.

Several elderly people are going back to the hotel to recharge their batteries for their most anticipated trip tomorrow... buying a house.

On the second day, the two families mobilized as a group. As the new force in the new capital's rental industry, half of them have been replaced by Jetta and Santana.

The first stop of the few people was to go to the high-end apartment in the city center with the largest appreciation space in Qin Guan's ancient memory.

Most of these properties are well-decorated existing houses, with a full set of planned standard rooms, which saves you even the effort of decoration.

And because these houses, placed in the current capital, are also the best among all ordinary commercial houses, so among the properties that have been on sale for a year or two, the developers still have the best quality units.

And these are Qin Guan's first choices. (To be continued.)