The personal landlord of the beautiful president

The sky is getting darker, the road is getting more and more difficult to walk, the will-o'-the-wisps want to scold the demon monk, and the will-o'-the-wisps who have found such a way to jump off the road and let themselves be the driver and drive are originally most afraid of difficult roads and bad-tempered will-o'-the-wisps. I want to go down and walk by myself.

In the back, Shen Shisan and Bing Jing seemed to be asleep, with their heads on the burden, feeling extremely comfortable.

In fact, they didn't fall asleep. The light in the broken van was broken. They were facing each other, looking at each other, and the little hands below held each other, reluctant to separate.

Finally, Bing Feng couldn't bear it anymore, poked his head over, and muttered, "It's so easy to sleep, why can't I sleep well?"

Bing Jing immediately closed her eyes blindly, pretending to be asleep.

"Still pretending? You can fall asleep when the car is so bumpy? Think you are a fairy, or treat yourself like a demon monk." Bing Feng didn't know that his younger sister was intimate with Shen Shisan, but he was too lazy to expose it, let alone disturb them That's all.

However, she scolded the demon monk and asked the demon monk to open his eyes. He said angrily, "It's very comfortable for you to think of me? I can't settle down at all because of this jumping and jumping. Hey, it's still the Volvo you sat in Sweden. comfortable."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the foot of the ghost fire.

"Ah~~ What are you stepping on, why are you stepping on my side." The ghost was half dead, and his foot was on the brake pad under the driver's seat. You said how crooked the demon monk's foot was when he stepped on it. .

But Yao Monk did it on purpose, stepped on his foot, stepped on the brake pedal, stopped the car, turned around, and said to Shen Shisan: "Third Young Master, let's get off here again."

"Oh, okay." Shen Shisan immediately raised his head, with a natural look, and told everyone that he was indeed not asleep, nor was he pretending to be asleep.

But Bing Jing turned her head out of the window, afraid that others would see such a beautiful and bright red appearance, and at the same time, struggled to pull her little hand out of Shen Shisan's.

At this time, it was around 7 o'clock in the evening, and the sky was completely dark. In the cold season, it gets dark very early.

After getting off the car, I looked ahead carefully, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go on the dirt road.

However, they could not continue along the dirt road and had to divert.

After getting off the car, the demon monk said to the ghost fire, get down and get off the motorcycle first.

The will-o'-the-wisp went around to the back in a temperless manner, opened the compartment door at the back of the van, and got off the two small motorcycles with the demon monk.

When it was over, the demon monk said, "Third Young Master, you wait here for a while, and the ghost fire and I will deposit the car at the villager's house."

Shen Shisan hummed.

Around this dirt road, there are scattered households, demon monks and will-o'-the-wisps. They leave their cars at the villagers' homes, and the villagers' homes don't have a threshing floor, so it's no problem to park a car.

The demon monk is so honest, he easily impresses a villager, without paying a dime, and even asked for a piece of bacon that has been smoked for more than a year, and ran back.

Now the will-o'-the-wisp has lost his temper, and there is bacon to eat at night.

After the ghost fire came over, he hung the bacon on the back of the small motorcycle, and the ghost fire rode on it, carrying the demon monk.

There is one scooter left.

"Is there any mistake, how can there be three people on this motorcycle?" Bing Jing was frozen, looking at the remaining small motorcycles, feeling very depressed.

"People who ride bicycles can take two people, so there is no problem with two people on one motorcycle?" The demon monk smiled lightly, urged the will-o'-the-wisps, and drove the motorcycle to a one-meter-wide path next to the dirt road.

This kind of small road is actually not built by people, but walked out. It absolutely conforms to what Wei Da said, if there are more people walking, then the goddamn road will be found.

Therefore, this road, except for small motorcycles and bicycles, other cars really can't drive in it.

"Xiao Bing'er, why don't you sit in the front and my sister sits in the back." Shen Shisan said to the second daughter.

When it was over, he sat on the scooter first, Bing Jing hesitated for a moment, then squeezed to the front.

The world has seen that kind of small motorcycle. At least one person can squat down in front of it, but Shen Shisan's ass should move a little more, so that the frozen half of his ass can also sit on it, as long as he holds it tightly Legs, just shrink a little bit.

Shen Shisan held the handlebars of the motorcycle with both hands, which was like holding Xiao Binger in his arms. Da Binger saw that there was indeed room for someone to sit in the back, so he raised his feet and hips to sit on it, but there were really not many seats in the back. She was afraid that she would not be able to sit still, so she put her hand on Shen Shisan's shoulder.

"It's not safe." Shen Shisan said to her.

Bing Feng let out an oh, and put his arms around his waist, and pressed his body a little tighter. The whole Xiangqi was leaning on Shen Shisan's back, which was indeed much more stable.

Although the small motorcycle is small, its horsepower is still good, and it is willing to twist the accelerator and run screaming.

This kind of small road is flatter than the previous road, because people will never walk on the road and it will be crushed by cars.

Therefore, although it was dark, because there was no one on the path, two small motorcycles were screaming and speeding.

After running for more than three hours, they stopped at the foot of a high mountain. There was a small pond at the foot of the mountain, and there was a small bamboo forest in the pond. Obviously, the demon monk still had a fresh memory of this place, and told everyone that they could spend the night here most.

The ghost fire and the demon monk went to the bamboo forest to pick up some firewood, put it on the rack, lit it, threw the bacon on the bamboo, and roasted it.

Bing Jing took out a few corns from the bag, ran to the pond to wash them, and put them in the kettle.The stainless steel kettle is two big cups for drinking water. It is hooked with a wire, then propped up by two branches, and placed on the fire, it can cook corn.For survival in the wild, iron cavalry uses the simplest but most effective things.

Peel the corn and eat two bites, and then chew a piece of delicious bacon.This is homemade bacon, which is full of flavor, special salt, pepper and other materials. The bacon has been touched over and over again, and it has been smoked for a year or two after it is finished.

After supplementing the food, we all made beds around the fire, and only took two clothes with us, and put them on our bodies.In the middle of the night, the ghost fire and the demon monk took turns adding firewood to the fire, so that everyone could sleep comfortably until the next morning.

In the future, even this small motorcycle, which is more convenient than a bicycle, is difficult to move forward. It is really impossible to ride a motorcycle on the top of a mountain like Angelina Jolie, and nothing can stop her hold her.

Xiao Moto ran for Shen Shisan and the others for a long time before being abandoned.Up to this point, Shen Shisan had never asked the demon monk how far away, he would go if he asked, and he would leave if he didn't ask, if he didn't ask, he would travel in front of the wild, just like the demon monk used to travel for fun, I don't feel far away...

After that, I walked for two more days, passing some villages of unknown ethnic groups, and finally came to the post road formed between two mountain peaks.

"Here we are." Said the demon monk.

"Slot, I can see that it's coming." The ghost fire snorted.

The narrow road between these two peaks is like a knife cut out, dividing the whole mountain into two, and the narrow road in the middle becomes a road. It looks like an ancient post road. flavor.

On the mountains on both sides of the post road, there are many rusty knife handles stuck on it.

A gust of wind blew from the entrance of the post road, Shen Shisan and the others walked in.

"The Daozu Forbidden Land, no strangers can enter." Suddenly, an unkind voice came from inside.

Shen Shisan and the others stopped, looked at each other, and continued to move forward with smiles on their faces.